Bionic Era

"Ⅴ10-0007706301, welcome to this world."

Mechanical, cold voice.

The voice came from her mind.

Li Meng felt that he had been asleep for a long time, and the past was gently rippling in the long river of years, drifting to an unknown distance with the flowing water.

Opening my eyes, there was a familiar scene in front of me.

The straight suburban road extends to the end of the sky.

The old lady not far away is walking her dog.

Bianmu ran happily on the grass.

She is outside her villa.

"I'm not dead?"

Li Meng lowered his head and looked at the gun marks on his abdomen.

Those traces are gone.

She is wearing a blue and white employee uniform.

Small clothing should be considered the smallest of normal models, so early in the morning, those blue researchers were complaining about why this girl is so short and finding clothes is not easy, whether the former employer is abnormal or something.

It took a long time to clean up the bullet fragments inside her body.

Then it restructures the tissue structure in the body.

Lines, blood vessels, small parts, etc. have to be replaced.

"Lu Wen?"

Li Meng saw the bionic man he had customized.

It seems that the temperament is different, but the appearance is the same.

"Didn't the executive send you to be destroyed? You escaped halfway?" She habitually lifted the hair on her forehead and asked.

"Actually, I am also an executive officer now."

Lu Wen briefly talked about what happened over the past month, omitting part of the information about the clone and the zero number.

I have to say it's a bit bizarre.

It's already weird to be taken home by the executive, and now he's a city hero known to all.

It is difficult to get to this point when it is an ordinary bionic person.

At first, Lu Wen always felt that he was having a very difficult life. He didn't even have a golden finger. Then he suddenly discovered that not only did he meet Xia Chuluo at the beginning, but he was also the only limited edition of Jiutai Yinlong in the world...

"That's it."

Lu Wen leaned against the gate of the villa, looking at Li Meng who was a head shorter than him.

"How to go later depends on your choice. You can stay here and live as Li Yu, or you can take Li Yu's body to wherever you want to go."

More than a month does not seem to be too long.

Li Meng looked at the sky above his head.

This city likes rain so much.

There is no morning light in the early morning, and the clouds are very low.

The view of the suburbs is very wide. From a distance, the clouds and mist seem to be rolling turbulently not far from the earth.

She connected to the Internet and immediately got the major events that happened in the past month.

"You haven't had a good time during this period. I feel that everything you do is passive. You have never actively pursued anything. Would you feel tired?"

Li Meng's natural attributes are very gentle, which is written in the program.

Without saying a few words, the familiar feeling came back.

"It's not the protagonist or the superhero in the comics. You can do whatever you want." Lu Wen smiled, "This is an era when it's hard for small people to get ahead. It's not just me who follow the crowd."

If he can have the layout of the zero number for decades, he can do whatever he wants.

But he is just a bionic person who has only been on the machine for less than two months.

In fact, luck accounts for a large part of being able to get to this step.

In the face of the torrent of the times, the vast majority of people can only choose to drift with it and simply walk through their lives.

"This is your phone, and the money in the account is still there."

Lu Wen took out the thing he was most worried about.

Employers can use the control program on the mobile phone to restart the bionic human with one click.

The money in it was originally used to customize Lu Wen's present body. Later, Lu Wen got part of the inheritance left to him by Mr. Yin Long, so he made up the money.

At that time, he thought about bringing Li Meng back to life.

Li Meng took the phone and looked inside the villa.

He seemed to think for a while, and said, "I'll stay here for the time being. This villa needs to be cleaned up. If you have anything, you can come to me."

"Yes, you also have my contact information in your phone, just call me if necessary, or come directly to the Executive Bureau to find me." Lu Wen said,

"Executive Board... Actually, I'm still a little afraid of that place."

"It's okay, don't be afraid anymore."

It may be the nature of bionics, they are more afraid of executive officers.

Lu Wen drove away.

Before leaving, he left a gun to Li Meng, which was captured before, and he did not report it.

The vehicle drove back to the city along a straight road.

Through the rearview mirror, you can see Li Meng who has been standing on the street watching him.

The breeze swayed the grass, gently swaying her blue-and-white staff robe, and slightly curled light yellow hair slowly drifting.

Lu Wen resurrected Li Meng, but gave her the right to choose.

Always be with a cold corpse.

Or die again.

Sitting in the driving position, the scenery on both sides retreated rapidly, like a blurry scene in a dream, Lu Wen suddenly remembered that haiku.

Suddenly dreaming, the wandering people, chasing phantoms...

...

It was noon when I saw Wei Boan.

The middle-aged man returned to his previous appearance, sitting at the door of the General Administration of the Tenth District Executive Bureau, watching the girls coming and going.

The wandering poet died in the fire.

He can't be regarded as living for himself now.

Until his death, the old executive hoped that Wei Boan could cheer up.

He is still young, has a lot of resources, and knows a lot of unknown news, maybe he can make this rotten city slowly become formal.

"Have you eaten?" Lu Wen asked.

"Not yet, the good old wine at home has drunk, and the guy who has been selling to me was arrested for selling fake wine, and now I am eating and eating tasteless."

Wei Boan stood up and patted the dust on his pants.

The executive officers who come and go will greet both of them.

Many interns looked at Wei Bo'an with their eyes full of admiration, after all, they were men who could find wandering poets across regions.

"Let's go, the one with the gun? It's time to find someone." Wei Boan said.

"I brought the gun and a bottle of wine by the way."

The two still found a small restaurant on the side of the street.

Lu Wen poured a glass for Wei Boan.

He brought this wine today to be considered a real good wine.

Wei Boan took a sip and suddenly noticed the difference.

"This wine is good, where did you get it?"

"Daisy just found me and gave it to me."

"Daisy? Yin Long's babysitter? Is she resurrected?"

"Well, it’s been a long time since the resurrection. She has been dealing with Mr. Yin Long’s relics during this time. Those that can be auctioned will be auctioned off, and all the property will be donated. There are a few bottles of wine in the living room, which Mr. Yin Long has collected. Turned on."

Daisy found it troublesome to sell a few bottles of wine.

So I drove to Lu Wen and gave him these wines, together with some scattered gadgets, which were collected by Yin Long during his lifetime.

"Your luck is... I can't say it." Wei Boyan said with emotion.

"By the way, what about Vasily in your area? He should have been resurrected long ago, why haven't you seen him?" Lu Wen asked.

"He? He has gone to no man's land again. He has been tracking the whereabouts of No. 9 for a week. I am about to call him back. If there is a fight in the no man's land, I don't want him to be involved. ."

As the chief executive of a large district, Wei Boan is quite qualified.

Lu Wenxun thought that his organization was already deep in no man's land, and Vasily had little chance of finding it.

If it was found.

Huang Liang is more dangerous.

"Nothing happened all afternoon, right?" Wei Boan asked.

"It was originally. Liang Chen asked me to give a lecture at an elementary school, and there was an exclusive interview at 6 o'clock in the evening, but I turned it down." Lu Wen replied.

"Your current fame doesn't need those things at all."

"Actually, there were two advertisers who came to me, and they both rejected them."

Simply had lunch.

As usual, Lu Wen drove, and Wei Boan looked out the window.

Their first stop was a small processing company. The problem of sewage treatment. This area has not been touched in the tenth district before, because many companies have the same problem.

I saw that it was the car of the Executive Board, and Wei Boan came in person.

The person in charge greeted each other with a smile at first, and invited the two into the office to chat.

But when Wei Boan explained his intentions, the man's face suddenly collapsed.

"Chief Wei, I think you know in your heart that not only my company does this." The man said in a deep voice.

"Yes, so those companies are on my list." Wei Boan replied comfortably.

"Chief Wei, don't you want to think about the tax revenue of the tenth district this year?" the person asked again.

"Sorry, the financial situation of District 10 has been pretty good in recent years. If we can support it, it's time to clean up some worms."

Wei Boan passed all the information he knew to Lu Wen.

It is really shocking.

It is only a trivial matter for a hospital to deal with news of mental patients for organs.

Those nameless corpses lie in places where the sun can't shine, withered vines entwined among the white bones, blooming black flowers.

Nietzsche said that I kept telling myself that the world is dark, so I often feel ecstatic when I face the light.

"Let's put those frantic things aside first. Starting with these little things, the two of us need to accumulate a greater reputation so that when dealing with certain people, we can get the greatest degree of public support."

It is indeed a trivial matter to treat this kind of wastewater that does not meet the standard ~ www.NovelMTL.com.

Wei Boyan took the public opinion offensive he was most familiar with.

The rest of the time is busy again.

Lu Wen didn't need to go back, anyway, there was only one bionic body of Xia Chuluo at home.

Throughout the afternoon, the two ran to five factories.

The fine for the fine, the shutdown for the shutdown.

The little geniuses in charge of cybersecurity in the Executive Bureau have begun to create topics for Wei Boyan and Lu Wen, all positive topics.

[The poet dies, his poems will still be spread]

That evening, Wei Boan returned to the office.

A thick stack of banknotes was placed on his desk.

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