Cyber Daming

By the time Li Jun woke up from the supervisor's apartment arranged by Shudao Logistics, it was already the evening of the next day.

He shook his still groggy head, stood up, poured himself a glass of water, and stood shirtless by the window.

At this time, the sky outside the window was getting dark, glare gradually lit up, and a dazzling array of holographic projections soared out, towering over the heads of all living beings.

Cars and cars compete for the road, and lanterns and diodes are still fighting for their brightness.

First-class citizens in plain clothes walked proudly in the middle of the trail, while foreigners in barbarian clothes huddled on the left and right sides.

The noble slave used a biochip to hold Huang, and the fierce maid held Cang with a metal prosthetic limb. The heavily armed guards looked at every strange face vigilantly.

Looking at the prosperous city night scene in front of him, Li Jun, who had just emerged from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, couldn't help but be stunned, and suddenly felt a sense of confusion in his heart.

In his chestnut eyes, pictures flashed quickly like a marquee.

Old house, big moon, dead bodies, blood.

The dark muzzle, the hot gun flame, the broken prosthetic limbs, and the treacherous human heart

A street was engulfed in flames, with several figures sitting or standing in it.

Li Jun's sight passed through him like a draft. Suddenly he turned around and saw those faces clearly.

It was Yang Huchou who died generously and left an opportunity for his family to rise.

It was Yang Baize who declared his ambition and made great ambitions to change the world.

It is a stone peak standing with a knife and shaped like an ape.

It's Wu Jinfeng, who is dressed in a brocade robe and has overwhelming arrogance.

The faces disappeared for a fleeting moment, then slowly shattered and dissipated in the wind.

Li Jun's gaze continued to rise with the wind, and finally returned to the prosperous and noisy night scene of Qingyang District.

Click...click..., the sound of the copper lock shaking kept ringing in his mind.

It was obviously not the first time that the Jin Dynasty had broken the lock, but this time the throbbing in Li Jun's heart was stronger than ever before.

Wu Qi is probably an extremely important watershed in the martial arts sequence.

After learning from Lord Ma that the martial arts sequence once dominated other sequences, Li Jun's premonition became even stronger.

Before that, Li Jun actually had doubts in his heart.

It is obvious that the development of individual technology in the Ming Empire where he is located has reached a very high level. Why does the martial arts sequence still stick to pure flesh and blood?

Bionic flesh and blood, mechanical prosthetics, biochips, and even the Internet-like Huangliang Dreamland have penetrated into thousands of households.

The various types of firearms are no less impressive than in his previous life.

Although no big weapons such as missiles, nuclear weapons, and fighter jets were born, the use of technology by the followers of each major sequence is even more amazing.

Bingdao replaces the heart with a mechanical heart and realizes various unique abilities through the same frequency.

The Mo family can build exoskeleton armor and cultivate artificial intelligence similar to AI.

Dao Men played with the Nervous Flying Sword and Engraved Talisman and Seal Script.

Buddhism builds the Huangliang Buddha Kingdom by building a pagoda host, downloads consciousness to achieve reincarnation, and can also use hypnosis technology to bring the Buddha Kingdom to reality.

The abilities of each sequence are assisted by technology, but the martial arts sequence in which you belong always relies on the most primitive swords and fists.

Even the only martial arts injector with high technological content was developed by someone else, the Mo family, who couldn't bear the elimination of martial arts and helped develop it.

Li Jun could not imagine that those senior martial artists before the emergence of martial arts injectors were really slowly honing their martial arts with punches and kicks?

This kind of hard work often takes ten or twenty years, and the final result may not be as good as others spending money on surgery to replace a mechanical prosthesis. How can the martial arts sequence be superior to other sequences?

However, Li Jun is now vaguely enlightened, and the reason is probably because he has become a master of martial arts!

Li Jun's various eighth-level martial arts underwent some special changes after entering the Great Perfection.

The evil spirit of the battle formation in the Polu Sword that can corrode machinery, and the instantaneous explosive ability provided by Yuanyuan Step.

What shocked Li Jun even more was the recovery ability composed of Qingdi Jue and Golden Bell.

He reached out and touched his abdomen. The blood hole that was transparent from front to back under the gauze was almost healed.

You know, it’s only one night!

And these abilities will probably be qualitatively improved after Li Jun is promoted to Preface Seven.

The sequence is just a representation of the gene, and the potential of martial arts genes is far greater than Li Jun imagined.

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Li Jun's thoughts were interrupted by a soft sound like water droplets. The sound came from the wristband he threw aside.

A message has arrived.

The operation method of this external communication device is similar to that of a mobile phone. Li Jun skillfully opened it and saw that the picture in the pop-up message box was that of a charming and beautiful woman.

Remarks: Du Shisanniang, the director of the Jiaofang.

Skipping a lot of tender words of love, the main meaning of Du Shisanniang's message is that Gu Yong is hosting a banquet in Jiaofangsi tonight and invites Li Jun to go.

"How long have you rested just now? I'm still feeling exhausted. How come Gu Yong, the bastard, goes shopping in Goulan?"

Looking at the smiling face left by Du Shisanniang at the end of her text, Li Jun couldn't help but look serious.

I'm afraid it will be another fierce battle tonight.

However, as a warrior, why should we be afraid of a battle? !

Li Jun drank the water in the cup, grabbed a short round-neck thin shirt, put it on, and strode out.

In the suddenly quiet room, there was a Pegasus galloping on the almanac hanging at the door.

On the fourth day of March in the eleventh year of Jiaqi, it is better not to do anything else but to plug the acupuncture points.

It's still the familiar exquisite courtyard, but the nameplate hanging in front of the courtyard has been changed from 'Spring River Flower Moonlight Night' to 'Today's Admission'.

The yard was decorated with lights and colorful decorations everywhere, and festive red lanterns were hung under the eaves. The red light emitted exuded a sense of lust.

As soon as Li Jun entered the courtyard, he saw Gu Yong lowering his head and letting someone pour five stones into his computer.

But this time it was not Du Shisanniang who served him.

Gu Yong raised his head, with a look of comfort on his face, and joked to Li Jun: "Since the last time I saw you, Thirteenth Mother has been obsessed with you and has never forgotten you. Now she is not willing to serve anyone else anymore. "

Du Shisanniang's face was flushed, and her mouth seemed to be full of anger and resentment, "Look at what you said, Master Yong, isn't it because you specifically told me to serve Director Li wholeheartedly. Now you are blaming the Nu family."

A gust of fragrant wind rushed into his nose, and Li Jun was not afraid of the stage. He generously stretched out his hand and took the delicate body that was leaning towards him into his arms.

Gu Yong pulled open his collar and said with a smile while dispelling the heat: "Why are you still calling me supervisor? Now it's time to call me minister."

"Minister?!" Du Shisanniang exclaimed in a sweet voice, looking at Li Jun's beautiful eyes with brilliant lights.

"Thank you, Master Yong, for the promotion."

Li Jun's expression seemed very calm, and he just thanked Gu Yong lightly.

There is nothing to be happy about. Now there are several dead people in the entire security department, and even the supervisor is the only one left.

He is just a polished minister who only has his name. There is no difference between acting as a minister or acting inappropriately.