Bionic Era

Lu Wen leaned against the cylindrical machine.

The golden coins rained down on him and landed on his shoulders.

A luxurious dream fell into the prosperous world.

He watched indifferently.

The children in the slums were cheering, stretching out their thin arms to receive the golden rain, and the adults couldn't help but laugh too.

The two forces are divided into two sides to pick up the gold coins on the ground.

The value of these gold coins is very high now, each one is a collectible, and no one is willing to melt it.

"Number Nine, don't you need these?" someone asked him.

"One person can't take much away. I have already got the treasure I want." Lu Wen responded.

Commemorative gold coins are not too many, but enough to change the lives of many people here.

This exciting journey of treasure hunting also comes to an end.

People come in good spirits and return in bad spirits.

Many people who travel alone just watch from a distance above the tall buildings.

The gate had collapsed so they could see the out-of-reach gold coins, as well as the android walking slowly out of the museum.

number nine!

It seems that he just came to this place to eat a bowl of smoothie, turn on the switch of the treasure, and then leave indifferently.

People have speculated about the purpose of No. 9, and there are different opinions.

"Number nine, where are you going?"

"Back to my own organization."

"I want to follow you."

"Is there no leader in your organization?"

"He died in the chaotic battle just now, his brain was smashed, and the chip was gone."

Lu Wenxing was not alone on the long street.

An android offered to follow him, but he didn't refuse.

So the two of them walked down the long street.

gradually.

There are more and more people behind him, their steps are irregular and chaotic.

Some androids have lost their leaders, and Lu Wen is their new leader.

There are still leaders of the organization, but the whole organization decides to follow him, so they merge into the crowd behind him.

They followed him in silence.

Looking at his back, countless pairs of eyes gleamed with hope.

"Turn off your night vision mode, what are you doing with your eyes shining in broad daylight?" Lu Wen said helplessly.

"Isn't this to create an atmosphere?"

"Okay, it's off, it's off."

"No. 9, don't drive us away..."

The night vision mode really shines straight into the eyes.

But that's not how it's used.

The people in the slums looked at the side of the street with envious expressions. They had to go back to the 16th district. It was okay to live in the no-man's land for a short time, but if they lived for a long time, they would not be able to bear the harsh environmental conditions.

Otherwise, they also want to follow number nine.

It's fine here.

I heard that some no-man's land is a real forbidden area for humans, it seems that it is because of the war, or there may be other factors.

People from the executive bureau watched from a distance, each with complicated expressions.

"Aren't you really going to try? This is the closest No. 9 is to us. If you miss this opportunity, maybe you won't be able to find him again in the future."

Everyone knows it.

The no man's land is so big, it is impossible for No. 9 to stay in the abandoned city where he stayed before.

Going for the third time is likely to fail, even if the others are still there, now that the power has gradually grown, it is still a question of whether it will be useful.

"Those guys from the slums are watching, forcibly arresting number nine, they won't sit around stupidly, we will lose a lot."

This is just self-consolation.

They also know that it is not bad to suffer heavy losses, and it is not impossible for the entire army to be wiped out if one is not careful.

"Just watch him go..."

That annoying number nine.

Before getting into the car, he turned around and waved.

One was for the people in the slums, and the other was for the executive board.

...

The body of District Thirteen had lunch ready.

While watching the news in the executive board channel, he was thinking about how to go next.

Yin Long's treasure has come to an end, and the heat of the parliamentary election will definitely soar again.

Lu Wen crushed Lei Bin last night, and after that, his approval rating began to rise steadily.

Many people left messages on social platforms, expressing their disgrace to Lei Bin, and some people thought that although Lu Wen was a bionic person, his intelligence level was very close to that of a human being, and he could fully take on the duties of a member of parliament.

There are still a few, asking Lu Wen if he has a female companion...

While thinking about it, a phone call came.

blue people.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Yin Long was buried this morning, you may need to come over."

"I just died last night and was buried this morning? So soon?"

Lu Wen changed into black clothes, gave a few instructions and went out.

Yin Long's body was cremated.

Cremated overnight.

The cemetery is just the most common kind of public cemetery.

Those gray and white tombstones stand neatly and orderly on the green grass, and there are countless people at a glance, and people mourning can be seen from time to time.

There are many people in front of Yin Long's tombstone.

Almost all Blue employees.

They were dressed in black and bowed their heads, remembering the former chief engineer.

Lu Wen watched from under a big tree far away.

He doesn't like crowded places.

After waiting for a long time, everyone gradually left before he walked slowly to the tombstone.

"If I had been more grumpy, I should have shot your tombstone by now, so you should be thankful that I have a good temper."

Lu Wen squatted down slowly and spoke in a low voice.

"The world you gave is indeed very good, much better than this world..."

He said a lot in front of the tombstone.

The box of ashes in the ground was unable to respond, so he just talked to himself.

Someone was watching him from a distance.

It wasn't until he had finished speaking that he slowly stepped forward.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Yin Long left a will, and you are one of the beneficiaries." The man handed over a will and various documents.

That amount was huge, enough for Lu Wen to pay off all his debts.

Except for him, Yin Long donated all other assets.

The old man told him before his death that public libraries should be built in those poor places as much as possible, open to everyone, and some should be built in the slums.

Those children may have no money to go to school, but there must be a place to acquire knowledge.

"Do I need to sign?" Lu Wen asked.

"No, this will was written under our notarization." The man responded.

"Why was it buried so early?"

"In the early hours of this morning, a relative of Mr. Yin Long came to Bilan Company and took over the follow-up matters. Bilan is not easy to intervene, so..."

"Are you sure it's his relative?"

Lu Wen remembered that Yin Long had no relatives, and Daisy, a bionic person, took care of him before he died.

"It's for sure, but I haven't contacted him for many years. He proposed...Mr. Yin Long's legacy..."

"Oh, none of them came when they were about to die, but they popped up when it was time to divide the inheritance."

"Don't worry, Bilan's legal department is not raised for nothing, he won't get any money."