Bionic Era

"My name is Golden Bear."

The old man reported to himself.

Sounds weird name.

But Lu Wen knows that in this mixed area, the name is usually the nickname.

The deterrence ability of a person's nickname is often proportional to his own strength.

"My name is Xia Wen."

Telling each other's family is just an expression of sincerity.

Jin Xiong smiled and said: "Presumably Mr. Xia doesn't believe that I will not poison in wine, but you still drink it all at once, so you are not afraid of the toxicity from food."

"I think we drank the same glass of wine."

"Yes, but I may also have an antidote."

"You can't stand the toss at your age."

"Mr. Xia is really smart."

The topic opened up, and Jin Xiong no longer hid it.

He continued: "I have been to the high-level world...Of course, as a person like me, I can only sneak past. I have seen a robot that looks exactly like a pure human. There is no difference in appearance. Even the conversation doesn’t feel strange."

Then he briefly described that kind of robot.

From the upper world, there will occasionally be news of a robot betrayal.

However, the news was quickly suppressed, and not many people knew that most of the robots that defected were also destroyed.

After speaking, he poured a glass of wine for Lu Wen again and waited for Lu Wen's response.

Lu Wen didn't let him wait long, so he said indifferently: "Anyone who can sit in your position is not stupid. I think you understand that you know too much about the end."

"Of course I understand this."

Jin Xiong smiled and toasted, and then said, "Mr. Xia, why don't we talk about Dong Fan first?"

"I think I have made it clear enough."

"But after all, someone wants to provoke a conflict between us, and you should be very interested in the person behind it."

"You don't have to talk too roundabout." Lu Wen reminded faintly.

"Well, Mr. Xia, let me just say it, I want to cooperate with you."

Jin Xiong said that sitting in this place on the second floor is actually uncomfortable.

Many people in this area are staring at this location.

Those people were waiting for him to become weak, then took advantage of the emptiness to end his life, and hung his head at the entrance of the next floor, taking over his power by the way.

Many people under his hands followed him only because of strength and money.

If he loses these things, his fate will be miserable.

"Mr. Xia, you smashed my shop tonight, and I can't help it with you. This is a signal. This is to tell everyone that I am weak enough."

"I think you have a way to deal with me."

"Yes, but that would cost me a lot, so I am more inclined to cooperate with you."

...

Three o'clock in the morning.

Lu Wen left the second floor.

The first floor has been restored to its original state, and there is no sign of any fighting before.

Music and lighting spread here.

Money and alcohol are enough to numb everyone here and make them crazy.

But the moment Lu Wen appeared.

The first floor was quiet immediately.

The music stopped, the madness subsided, and they watched him quietly with fearful eyes.

The atmosphere became tense.

Lu Wen didn't say a word, his face was indifferent, and he walked through the passage that the crowd had allowed, and then pushed the door to leave.

The street outside also became quiet because of his appearance.

No one knows what he talked with Jin Xiong on the second floor, but since he came out safe and sound, it proves that he is qualified to look down on anyone here.

"Om—"

A low roar echoed in the street.

Except for this voice, the other voices were silent, and he dared not ring before Lu Wen left.

This car is now officially owned by Lu Wen.

The night was quiet, and the black body leaped out like an arrow from the string.

After returning to the narrow street, Lu Wen still parked the car at the end of the street, otherwise the roar of the engine might wake up the blue people who had difficulty falling asleep.

He returned to Christo's house, the little girl was still asleep.

...

A few hours passed in a blink of an eye.

Dawn is coming.

Lu Wen stood at the window with his hands in his hands, his eyes condensed.

After communicating with the Golden Bear in the early morning, he has probably guessed the origin of these blue races, freaks, dwarves, giants and so on.

But it's just a guess.

So he needs to confirm.

He must go to the upper world, get the correct information, and tell everyone in this world.

Tell them the so-called history and truth.

Before that, he could first solve some small forces here with Golden Bear. After all, after he leaves, the residents here can still live a peaceful life.

"Dear guest, did you sleep last night?"

"I don't need sleep."

Christo woke up.

The poor here go to bed early and wake up early.

Many blue people need to get up early to set up stalls, and live on the meager profits earned from stalls.

At this point in time, the person who collected the corpse came.

This is a very special profession. Walking in the streets and alleys of this world, it usually appears on various streets at dawn, dragging people who died the day before to the crematorium.

Those hanging corpses were also taken away by these people last night.

The corpse will rot if left, and give off a peculiar smell.

"Hey, isn't this the young man who collected debts around here? He actually died here."

The corpse collector was a little hunched and lame.

He knows many people and has collected the bodies of many acquaintances.

"Can you recognize it without your head?"

"Of course he can. He often wears this dress."

The corpse collector looked up and found that it was a pure human.

He kindly reminded: "Dear guest, this person is on the second floor of this area. If you have nothing to do with this matter, you'd better leave now, otherwise those people may be held accountable to you."

"Ok."

Lu Wen's plain attitude surprised the corpse collector.

This area belongs to the two-story building. In such a remote and poor area, no residents are not afraid of the two-story building.

He immediately thought.

Perhaps this young man from the upper world does not understand the rules here?

If that is the case, it will suffer a big loss.

The corpse collector can't say it is kind, after all, he has seen too many dead people.

He just suddenly felt that this young man had a noble background and it would be a pity to die in such a poor and humble place, so he reminded him again.

"My distinguished guest, I can tell you for sure that the second-story building will definitely be angry here. When I come tomorrow morning, I should collect more than one corpse. You'd better leave as soon as possible."

"Well, kindly, please clean up this place, I think he still has some banknotes on him."

Lu Wen is still very calm.

When the corpse collector saw this, he stopped persuading him.

Young people who want to come to this high-level world are a little arrogant, thinking that no one can threaten him in this kind of place.

The corpse collectors have seen many such people in their lives, except for a few who are really very background, most of them have no good end, and eventually enter the incinerator with the corpses of the poor.

He did not dislike the bloodstain, and began to touch Dong Fan's corpse.

This is the welfare of the corpse collector, who can get the money of the dead.

The premise is that the dead man has not been stripped clean the night before.

Today he gained a lot. After all, it was a second-story building that died. Although the residents on this street were used to seeing the corpse, they did not dare to act on the corpse.

"This kid is quite rich, he looks stingy on weekdays."

The corpse collector was holding a stack of banknotes, all of which were found from the corpse.

Many banknotes were stained with blood and stuck together.

He began to separate these banknotes seriously.

"Hey, you have to wash the blood stains carefully after you go back. Those guys don't charge the dead."

The corpse collector moistened his thumb with saliva and began to count the harvest.

Many residents walked out of the house on this street.

They naturally heard the conversation between Lu Wen and the corpse collector.

The words of the corpse collector made them a little frightened.

More than one corpse will be collected tomorrow morning?

Will the people on the second floor slaughter, to warn those secretly malicious people?

Bad thoughts came to everyone's minds one by one.

Whether it was a blue race, a dwarf, a freak, or the few white-haired races on this street, they all began to worry at this time.

"Honorable guest..." a blue child asked in an immature voice: "Are we going to die?"

Lu Wen touched the child's head and chuckled softly: "I won't be there."

"Honorable guest, the corpse collector is right. You can take Christo with you while there is still time. She is a lucky girl."

Poverty and kindness do not violate peace together.

But in fact, Lu Wen rarely saw it for more than two months after he started it.

In this world, he suddenly discovered that these poor people, even the corpse collector who was counting the money of the dead in front of him, were still kind.

Lu Wen just smiled faintly, as before, comforting the people on this street.

They don’t need to know about last night~www.NovelMTL.com~ It’s really bad to know too much.

The artificial sun above the head is getting brighter and brighter.

The dawn is passing, ushering in the morning time of this world.

A black van is driving on the road, the body is as shabby as this world.

There are very few people with cars in this area. Most of them are bicycles and old tricycles that go to and from the market. Those who need to get up early to set up a stall will ride a tricycle to bring the goods, or go to the wholesale place to receive the goods.

"That is……"

The corpse collector narrowed his eyes and frowned slightly.

"That's a two-story car, I've seen it before."

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