Bionic Era

It is a bit cold in the north in November.

The average daily temperature has dropped below zero.

There are snowflakes floating on the street, one after another.

The semicircular dome of the classicist building is covered with snow white.

Ice crystals form around pools in the park.

Without the hustle and bustle of the war, the smoke cleared, and the city returned to its former tranquility.

Pedestrians come and go comfortably, most of them are wearing leather jackets or winter coats, fedora hats and gloves, with their necks narrowed to resist the occasional cold wind.

Fatty Jiang was wearing a thick cotton-padded coat, his fat face was frozen red, and with his hands in his pockets, he stomped his feet in the relatively shallow snow, trembling all over, like a frozen grizzly bear. It looks round and round from a distance.

"Kristina, it's too cold here in winter. Do you want to go to the south with me? I have many relatives and friends over there. It's warm there now."

His voice trembled, and he could breathe out white mist while speaking.

Standing beside him was a tall woman with blond hair, blue eyes, three-dimensional features, and a slender figure, about half a head taller than him.

Christina responded with a gentle smile: "The South is still at war, so stay safe here."

Very standard southern language.

Unlike Fatty Jiang, Christina is an all-rounder, not only talented in computers, but also quite talented in languages.

"That's right, I didn't think it through."

Fatty Jiang jumped again while speaking, shaking his whole body, as if this would make him warmer.

Kristina was used to the weather here, so she didn't do anything extra.

The snow-covered streets are lined with classicist and baroque buildings on both sides. The atmosphere is simple and beautiful. Walking in it, there is a special kind of romance.

Fatty Jiang raised his hand to check the time. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and the flight from the south to the north in the morning had also arrived.

"Brother Lu Wen is coming soon. I don't know if Ms. Xia is coming together. This snowy day is the most suitable for dating. I also want to match the two of them."

"Isn't your Lu Wen brother a bionic person?"

"You can't treat him like a machine."

As the strongest single player in Mowu City, Lu Wen has indeed come.

The armistice in the North was significant.

Unlike the central city, here the two sides have voluntarily ceased fighting, and there has been an intersection.

Not only did Mowu City send people over, but people from every city came.

To be precise, in the three months since the war started, these white-haired people were the only race that could sit down and have a serious talk.

This is an opportunity for a complete truce.

The surface world needs to learn enough news from these white fur mouths.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

The numerous snowflakes became smaller.

Representatives from Mowu City and Baker City arrived late.

Due to geographical location, representatives from other cities had arrived a few hours earlier.

It has been more than three months since he came to this city last time. When Lu Wen walked out of the cabin, many high-level officials of Mowu City beside him began to put on their clothes with the help of the entourage.

In Mowu City, you only need to wear a thin coat. It's already freezing below zero, and some old councilors who are not in good health feel that their old legs are faintly uncomfortable on the spot.

"It's still snowing."

Xia Chuluo raised her head, showing a rare smile, her cheeks were flushed, and a few flying snowflakes fell on her long eyelashes.

The number of people traveling in Mowu City is not fixed, and everyone can apply.

She felt bored, so she followed.

Maybe it's to see the snow.

A set of winter clothes, a fluffy khaki coat, simple trousers, and a light-colored knitted wool hat covered most of her short hair, leaving only a little black hair hanging by her ears, making her look less capable and more A little bit of what a normal woman should look like.

The people in Cree City talked about the relevant arrangements this time.

Soon, the heads of various cities met in an ancient Byzantine-style palace in Keri City. There was a central air conditioner inside the palace, and the warm feeling relieved many old councilors who had relapsed cold legs.

"Is boring."

Xia Chuluo whispered beside Lu Wen.

Lu Wen suggested, "Go out for a stroll?"

"Slip away while they're in a meeting."

The two of them knew everything about the ground and the ground, so there was no need to learn more from the white-haired people.

Inside the palace, the heads of various cities chatted with each other accompanied by translators.

The topic was nothing more than the state of the war up to the present.

There were hundreds of thousands more casualties in Mowu City, and everything was still under control. It was much better than the last time the bionics rioted. Most of the bionics were housekeeping-type bionics, and they were loved and trusted by humans. It was in a human home, and it was a big riot that suddenly started at night.

The two western cities have successively evacuated most of their residents over the past two months.

Other cities are different.

The second city of bionics is currently overcrowded. There is enough fresh water and food, but there is not enough space. There may be five or six people in a single room.

Subsequent expansion is still ongoing day and night.

In order to make reasonable use of space, many rooms had to be arranged like middle school dormitories for those single refugees.

...

Six p.m.

A white candle is lit by candlelight.

There were snowflakes outside the window, and fog formed on the glass.

It's warm inside the palace.

A series of exquisite dishes were served on the table, and the long table was covered with a gorgeous tablecloth, and the guests around were seated one after another.

There were a few strange-looking guests at the banquet, all covered in white hair. At least the leaders of the various cities on the ground were the first to really see these underground races with their own eyes.

In order not to lose their composure, they didn't speak in advance, and they really didn't know what to call them.

"Just call us Baimao."

Simple yet polite address.

A dinner party can bring the two parties closer, at least there will be no big fights during the meal.

The long tables in the palace are all made of solid wood, which is very heavy, and there will be no situation where the table will be overturned by a disagreement. It is estimated that only Lu Wen has the strength to overturn the table at the scene.

The next thing is to chat while eating, which is a simple understanding of each other.

The topic of history is an easily contentious one, so both sides were smart enough to avoid talking about it at the dinner party.

"Let's go now."

When the dinner party is over, it's time to get down to business.

So Lu Wen and Xia Chuluo took advantage of the middle of the dinner and slipped away quietly.

The street lights were on.

Pure white snow accumulated on top of the lamps.

Flakes of snowflakes can be seen dancing in the bright lights.

After the armistice, the city of Kerry was extremely peaceful. Men and women walked on both sides of the streets with shallow snow.

From the perspective of normal people, most buildings in this city are more artistic than those high-rise buildings made of steel and concrete.

Fatty Jiang, who received the news in advance, drove over.

"Haha, brother Lu Wen, I haven't seen you for three months, you haven't changed at all."

"I am neither old nor dead..."

"Cough...I'm here to ease the embarrassment." Fatty Jiang introduced with a smile: "This is Christina, you've seen the photos before, this time I'm here to meet the real person..."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the tall slender woman beside him.

"Christina, this is Miss Xia and Brother Lu Wen that I often tell you."

Then there was a not-too-embarrassing introduction to each other.

The girl Christina is very talkative, and she is quite proficient in southern languages, without the slightest accent.

In the car, Xia Chuluo asked directly.

"When will you be married?"

"Ah this..."

Fatty Jiang was caught off guard, and the hand holding the steering wheel trembled slightly.

Christina was not as shy as he was, and replied with a smile: "April next year, Fatty said that Lu Wen predicted that the war would end before March next year. At that time, we will hold two weddings in Kerry City and Mou City. He's also picked out a place in the suburbs north of Kerry and is building us a honeymoon cabin."

Xia Chuluo nodded: "It's very warm."

Cabin in the snow.

The fireplace is burning warmly, snowflakes are blowing outside, the lights are warm, and there is only the sound of falling snow around.

You can also raise a hound, and you can hunt in the forest on weekdays, go to the frozen river to dig ice, and April is also the season for cutting maple sugar.

Many things are quite beautiful when you think about them.

"Brother Lu Wen, how about you being my best man?" Fatty Jiang asked.

"Of course." Lu Wen readily agreed.

Christina asked Xia Chuluo if she was interested in being her bridesmaid at the right time.

Although they had only known each other for less than an hour, the two still got along.

Xia Chuluo thought for a while that he might not have many chances to wear a wedding dress in his life, so he agreed.

"Fatty, it's time for you to lose weight, pay attention to the three highs, and don't make Christina a widow." She reminded seriously.

"Okay, no problem!" Fatty Jiang agreed happily.

Lu Wen suggested: "You can try some weight loss meals."

"Of course! But... Should the diet meal be eaten before or after the meal?"

"..."

"Does eating two servings at once double the weight loss?"

"..."

...

It was a very peaceful night.

The cities of the surface world are quite calm.

Perhaps the sudden regional truce made all the underground races think a little more.

That night, there were much fewer gunshots on the ground.

Residents of every surface city managed to sleep soundly.

But the high-level world finally broke out after accumulating public opinion for three months.

"Mr. Yin Long hasn't shown up for nearly three months. Is he guilty? In the last tripartite meeting, he also didn't show up. Instead, he used a hasty 'Heavenly Arrival' to delay the time. What is he afraid of?"

At night, crowds surged, and dense crowds flocked to Haoyue Building.

More and more doubts weighed on Yin Long and Haoyue.

Voices supporting Yin Long are also decreasing.

Lu Wen and RA made several brief appearances during this period, and revealed some news to the residents of the high-level world in advance.

Some news about 'history may be wrong', 'the truth is too cruel', 'Yin Long is a liar' and so on.

So on this night three months later.

The traditional arts that people all over the world know have finally exploded in the high-level world.

【Street Parade】

The demands of high-level world dwellers are simple.

"Either tell us the specific situation of the current war, and let us join the war and devote everything to win this war, or let Yin Long come out and explain everything clearly."

"SA and RA must know more news, I hope the two can tell us the truth..."

It has been three months since the outbreak of the war.

All kinds of rumors seem to have grown wings and fly all over the sky.

Some of the belligerent sentiments of the high-level world residents have also been worn down.

A lot of news about ground strength is also constantly flowing between the upper worlds.

Of course, many of these news were deliberately released by Lu Wen.

"The central city below us looks very powerful, right? But the central city is only one of the nine cities in the surface world. Don't be blindly confident. The combined strength of the entire underground can at most equalize the two cities on the ground. city..."

"I heard that the three-month war did not have much impact on the major cities on the ground at all..."

All kinds of depressing news spread more and more widely in the upper world.

Disappointment, unwillingness, helplessness and other emotions fermented among the residents, and everyone was like a volcano covered by negative emotions.

This eventually led to the outbreak of the parade.

Since Yin Long was the leader of hatred and war, and he disappeared for three months after the war, the spearhead of this parade was directed at Haoyue.

Nuoda's Haoyue Building was surrounded with water.

"Please don't get excited. Mr. Yin Long has been busy directing the war on the ground, so he can't get away. He will give everyone an explanation soon."

Haoyue's staff were overwhelmed, holding up a loudspeaker and standing high in the crowd to explain loudly.

Even they themselves don't know where Yin Long has been for the past three months.

Someone in the crowd held up a sign and yelled, "If that's the case, why don't we let us know the details of the war, is it because we are about to lose?"

"Of course not! We will not fail!"

Several people in charge of the real power of Haoyue also loudly appeased the public from high places.

Their status is high enough to know the real situation of the current war.

There is no doubt that this war will be lost!

In fact, they are currently more anxious than these ordinary residents. If the ground war is defeated, their land floating in the sky will definitely be liquidated in the end. At that time, no one can escape, or even return to the ground.

But they cannot show any negative emotions.

If even they are messed up, there is no hope at all.

Just when the people's emotions were getting higher and higher, all the lights in the Haoyue Building suddenly turned on, making the whole night look like day.

【Everything is under control】

【We will win the final victory】

【do not worry】

A few lines of words like this suddenly appeared on all the virtual advertisements in the sky near Haoyue.

The bright and dazzling font made everyone quiet for a while.

Next, the square behind Haoyue Building suddenly sank, cracked, and a huge noise rumbled.

The lamps flickered, and the lake was choppy.

The whole world seemed to be shaking.

Huge flying vehicles rose from the ground.

It was loaded with humanoid machinery suitable for combat.

From a rough look, there are at least more than 100,000.

Through the translucent glass, one can see that the humanoid machines all look exactly the same, with indifferent faces, and a pair of dead eyes shining with cold blue light.

This is the most powerful part of the underground.

Haoyue's high-level staff all heard Yin Long's voice in the earphones at this moment, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

They said loudly: "Have you seen those humanoid machines? Haoyue is going to send them to support the race that is fighting on the ground. This is just the first batch of support, and there will be more in the future..."

"We will win this war!"

"Please go back first, it's not time to go to the battlefield..."

The parade continued until dawn.

Under the strong guarantee of Haoyue's many high-level officials, all the residents temporarily dispersed.

This army of humanoid machines has indeed played a role in reassuring people's hearts.

The buildings of the three companies are not far away.

Lu Wen has been standing in the top office of Fanxing Building, with his hands behind his back, watching the whole process through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

"It's been delayed again. Yin Long probably doesn't have many backups. Where will he escape?"

During this period of time, he has thoroughly grasped the strength of the entire underground world.

Through the performance of the war in the past three months and the analysis and comparison of various data, Lu Wen can probably draw a simple conclusion.

Almost over.