Bionic Era

The girl glanced in the direction of the kitchen, got up and walked over.

"By the way, those milk tea stains on your body are not in the right place, as if they were painted on purpose." Duan Tiannan said while sitting on the sofa.

The girl was stunned at the kitchen door.

"So what, she still didn't see it."

Duan Tiannan smiled and did not argue.

"Xia Chuluo's assistant is also good. To be favored by No. 0 is not just an awakened bionic person, but the system shows that he only turned on the machine two weeks ago, which is very interesting." He added.

"I've seen it before. Apart from being handsome, I don't see anything special." The girl's voice came from the kitchen, followed by the sound of pots and bowls colliding gently.

"Don't look down on anyone."

"Number Zero is not an ordinary... person... maybe it is a person." Duan Tiannan paused, "When I was young, I tracked him down for a long time, and only killed him once."

"He is very cunning and cautious. He never shows up in real life. Several times, I thought I had found his lair, but the person behind the scenes was just a puppet controlled by him."

According to legend, Zero has only been killed three times since its appearance.

The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa said that he did it once.

"Don't meddle in the rest of the matter, just watch these boring westerns in peace." The girl walked out of the kitchen with a big bowl of beef stew, and put the beef stew on the coffee table in the living room.

She filled a bowl, carried it to the door, opened the door, went out and knocked on the neighbor's door.

The door was opened by a middle-aged woman with two children.

The children all smelled the fragrance, looked at the bowl in the girl's hand, and swallowed.

They were too young to hide their eager eyes.

This is a slum, and even in this better area, it is not often possible to eat meat.

"There is too much stew, we father and daughter can't finish it, and the children are still growing..."

Children are the hope of the slums.

The girl didn't understand why people like Duan Tiannan ended up living in the slums, but when she saw these children, she understood a little bit.

It is a place of despair and hope.

After all, she was also picked up by Duan Tiannan from the pile of corpses.

When she was a child, she liked to listen to Duan Tiannan's stories and legends.

There is number zero, there is the first generation machine A00, there is Dr. Jiang, there is Xia Tian...

Those stories are always gorgeous and gorgeous, they walk on the high walls of the parliament, swim in the shelter of the night, dance with the downcast royal family, hunt in the cold winter of the extreme north, they hold the most real corner of the world, sometimes they are friends, Sometimes it's the enemy.

But when she grew up, she found that she was only living in a slum at the bottom of society.

She once thought Duan Tiannan was lying to her.

"Do you know the rules of the cowboy duel in the old west?" Duan Tianzheng's voice came from the living room.

The girl returned to this humble home with an empty bowl.

She sat on the sofa and put down the bowl in her hand.

"Not interested in knowing."

"They will feel that honor is more important than life. Drawing the gun first means they are afraid of death. Even if they win, they will lose their honor. Many times they will fall into a confrontation, waiting for the opponent to draw the gun first... If the one who draws the gun last wins If he does, he will have both the honor and the life of his opponent."

...

Back in the Thirteenth Arrondissement the afternoon and evening were calm.

Many animals like to act in the dark, and the night is the protection that nature bestows on them.

Lu Wen washed the dishes and leaned on the sofa.

Xia Chuluo has been leaning on the sofa since he came back, without moving, Lu Wen handed the food to his mouth.

"It hurts to move, so just lie here tonight."

"It's only a few steps to the bedroom... Aren't you very energetic during the day?"

"So you need to save energy at night."

"..."

Anyway, Lu Wen doesn't need to sleep, so he can just take care of this girl.

Of course, he can sleep if he wants to. Just like normal people, he closes his eyes and opens them all night.

Lu Wen wondered more than once, what happened to him after his rebirth?

He docked a message.

In the remote no-man's land, another body is laying traps, preparing to wipe out the seven executive officers.

People can be released, but weapons will remain.

"There are many bionic organizations in the no-man's land. If we can all unite, maybe we can build a society of bionics?"

Lu Wen felt that if the current situation was allowed to develop, something would happen one day.

He also just in case.

If it really develops to the worst situation, no matter which side wins, he can have a place.

Although this feels a bit like stepping on two boats...

The night passed quickly.

When the sky was just slightly bright, Lu Wen's cell phone vibrated suddenly.

an unfamiliar number.

Lu Wen's phone only has Xia Chuluo's number, and he usually uses this body to send messages when communicating with Xia Chuluo.

"It's the first time anyone has called me."

As a walking Android phone, this feeling is amazing.

"Is it Executive Officer Lu? I know you must not be asleep, and androids don't need to sleep." The voice on the other end of the phone was somewhat familiar, and Lu Wen tried hard to think about it.

"junior Painter?"

"It's me, I found your contact information on the official website of your executive bureau."

The voice was a little low, and it felt like the little painter on the opposite side was talking quietly under the quilt.

It was only slightly brighter now, just after six o'clock in the morning.

It was still gray outside, blue and pink intertwined in the mist.

"Executive Lu, I have a situation here."

"Just call me Lu Wen."

"Okay, Executive Officer Lu, when I was falling asleep just now, I suddenly felt something shaking under my body."

"Your description..."

"Listen to me, I sleep on the side of the street, just like those homeless people, but I don't use newspapers... You know me, a street painter, I need to find inspiration, and art comes from life."

Really, street, painter.

Lu Wen thought that this guy won so many bounties last time, so he wouldn't sleep on the street, and he also got a certain income from selling paintings.

He doesn't know much about this life.

Maybe this is art.

"You mean, there is something shaking under the street, is it a sewer?" Hearing the little painter's description, Lu Wen suddenly regained his energy.

Yesterday Zero left a note saying that he would show up again today.

Monsters like to drill into sewers.

There may be traces of monsters in the sewers of the entire Mowu City.

During this period of time, people have been missing, and the places where they disappeared happened to be surveillance blind spots, and there were sewer manhole covers in the dead spots.

"Yes, not far from where I sleep, there is a sewer manhole cover. I... I heard about the monsters recently, so I was thinking..."

"Hang up the phone immediately! Turn on the location sharing of the phone, lie quietly on the side of the street, close your eyes, and don't move!"

The third update that I told readers before, the gentleman promises a promise.