Bionic Era

"Ⅴ10-0007706301, welcome to this world."

Mechanical, cold voice.

The voice came from her head.

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

Opening his eyes, he saw a familiar scene.

Straight suburban roads extend to the end of the sky.

An old lady not far away is walking her dog.

The Border Collie ran happily on the grass.

She is outside her villa.

"I'm not dead?"

Li Meng looked down at the marks of the gunshot wound on his abdomen.

Those traces are gone.

She was wearing a blue and white staff uniform.

Small size clothing should be considered the smallest normal size, so that in the early hours of the morning, those blue researchers were complaining, why is this girl so short, it is not easy to find a dress, is the former employer a pervert, and so on.

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

Then it is to restructure the organizational structure in the body.

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

"Lu Wen?"

Li Meng saw the bionic man he had customized.

Looks different temperament, but the appearance is the same.

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

"Actually, I'm also an executive now."

Lu Wen briefly talked about what happened over the past month, omitting some information about the avatar and number zero.

I have to say that the experience during this period was indeed a bit bizarre.

It was already weird enough to be brought home by the Executor, and now to be known as an urban hero.

It would be difficult for an ordinary bionic person to get to this point.

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

"That's the way it is."

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

"It's up to you to choose how you go. You can stay here and live as Li Yu, or you can take Li Yu's body to wherever you want."

More than a month doesn't seem too long.

Li Meng looked at the sky above his head.

This city loves rain so much.

There was no dawn in the morning, and the clouds were very low.

The field of vision in the suburbs is very wide. From a distance, the clouds and mist seem to be rolling not far from the ground.

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

"You haven't had a good time these days. It feels like everything you do is passive, and you have never actively pursued anything. Do you feel tired?"

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

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

"It's not the protagonist of a novel or a superhero in a comic. How can I do whatever I want." Lu Wen smiled. "This is an era when it is difficult for a small person to get ahead. I am not the only one who follows the trend."

If he can have a layout for decades like No. 0, he can do whatever he wants.

But he was only a bionic man who had been turned on for less than two months.

To be able to get to where I am today is actually a large part of luck.

Facing the torrent of the times, the vast majority of people can only choose to drift with it and simply live their lives.

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

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

Employers can use the control program on the mobile phone to make the bionics restart with one touch.

The money in it was originally used to customize Lu Wen's current 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 had thought that one day he should revive Li Meng.

Li Meng took the phone, and she looked inside the villa.

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

"Okay, you also have my contact information in your phone, just call me if you need it, or come directly to the executive bureau to find me." Lu Wen said,

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

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

It may be the nature of androids, they are more afraid of the executive officer.

Lu Wen drove away.

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

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

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

The breeze swayed the grass, gently flipped her blue and white staff robe, and her slightly curly light yellow hair was also slowly fluttering.

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

Forever accompanied by a cold corpse.

Or die again.

Sitting in the driver's seat, the scenery on both sides reversed rapidly, like a blurred scene in a dream, Lu Wen suddenly remembered that haiku.

Unconscious dreams, wandering people, chasing phantoms...

...

It was already noon when I saw Wei Boan.

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

The wandering poet died in that fire.

Now he can't be regarded as living for himself.

The old executive had hoped that Wei Boan could cheer up until his death.

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 normal.

"Have you eaten yet?" Lu Wen asked.

"Not yet, the old wine at home has been drunk, and the guy who has been selling wine to me has been arrested for selling fake wine, and now the food is tasteless."

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

Executives who come and go will greet them both.

Many interns looked at Wei Boan with admiration, after all, he was a man who could find wandering poets across districts.

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

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

The two still found a small restaurant on the street.

Lu Wen poured Wei Boan a glass.

The wine he brought today is really good wine.

Wei Boan took a sip, and immediately 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 nanny? Has she been resurrected?"

"Well, it's been a long time since she was resurrected. She has been dealing with Mr. Yin Long's relics during this time. If she can auction it, she will auction it off and donate all the property she gets. There are a few bottles of wine in the living room. Mr. Yin Long's collection has never been seen. turned on."

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

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

"Your luck is also... there is no way to say it." Wei Bo'an said with emotion.

"By the way, where is Vasily in your district? He should have been resurrected long ago, why haven't I seen him?" Lu Wen asked.

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

As the head of the executive bureau of a large region, Wei Bo'an is quite qualified.

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

If it is found.

Huang Liang is more dangerous.

"Is there nothing going on all afternoon?" Wei Bo'an asked.

"Originally there was. Liang Chen asked me to give a speech in an elementary school, and there was an exclusive interview at 6 pm, but I turned them down." Lu Wen replied.

"With your current fame, you don't need those things at all."

"Actually, there were two other advertisers who approached me, but they also turned them down."

Simply had lunch.

As usual, Lu Wen was driving, and Wei Boan was looking out the window.

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

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

The person in charge greeted them with a smile at first, and invited the two into the office for a chat.

But when Wei Bo'an explained the reason for his visit, the man's face immediately collapsed.

"Mr. Wei, I think you know in your heart that my company is not the only one doing this." The man said in a deep voice.

"Yes, so those companies are on my list." Wei Bo'an replied comfortably.

"Mr. Wei, don't you want to think about the taxes of the Tenth District this year?" the man asked again.

"Sorry, the tenth district's financial situation has been pretty good in the past few years, and it can support it. It's time to clean up some moths."

Wei Bo'an passed on all the information he knew to Lu Wen.

It is indeed shocking.

The news that a hospital handles mental patients for organs can only be regarded as a trivial matter.

Those nameless corpses lay in places where the sun could not shine, and withered vines were entangled between the bones, and black flowers bloomed.

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

"Let's put aside those insane things for now. Starting from these small things, the two of us need to accumulate a greater reputation, so that when we deal with certain people, we can get the greatest degree of public support."

It is indeed a trivial matter to deal with this kind of factory whose sewage is not up to standard.

Wei Boan took the public opinion offensive he is most familiar with.

The next time will be busy again.

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

Throughout the afternoon, the two visited five factories.

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

The young geniuses in charge of network security in the executive bureau have already started to create topics for Wei Boan and Lu Wen, all positive topics.

[When a poet dies, his poems will still be circulated]

That night, Wei Boan returned to the office.

A thick stack of banknotes was placed on his desk.