Global wasteland: I am as good as a god with a machine

The people from the Hidden Dragon Organization arrived suddenly and withdrew more simply. After killing Zhang Fuhai, they disappeared without a trace.

I don’t know whether it’s because they didn’t take advantage of the previous confrontations with the Worker Bee Organization, or they want to hide their identity and avoid causing complications. They don’t seem to want to engage in this kind of confrontation without a conflict of interest.

Other members who came to support quickly gathered around Wu Mian, and one of them said to him: "Sister Nan Ci is seriously injured, she wants to see you!"

Wu Mian glanced at the remains left by Johnny, ran to Zhang Fuhai's body again, and took off his bracelet: "Get Johnny's quantum brain back, we should go!"

When Wu Mian retreated to the courtyard, Nan Ci, who had injured his internal organs, vomited dark brown blood from his mouth and kept coughing.

In order to prevent Nan Ci from choking on his own blood, Wu Mian ran to her side, helped her turn over, and then patted Nan Ci on the cheek: "Hang on, I'll take you back to the base right now!"

"Wu Mian, is that you?"

Due to excessive blood loss, Nan Ci's body was deprived of oxygen. His vision was dark, accompanied by severe tinnitus. He groped and grabbed Wu Mian's wrist: "Wu Mian...if...if anything happens to me, you can take over."

In my place, take my place...continue to lead the worker bee organization!"

"Stop talking nonsense and stay awake! You'll be fine!"

Wu Mian felt the abnormal coldness in Nan Ci's palm, and directly carried her on his back without checking where she was injured.

"We... are just a group of low-level people who gathered together for survival. No one in the team has leadership skills. If I die, let Uncle Min... assist you! You must help me find Nan, Nan Yi..."

As Nan Ci murmured, he spit out a mouthful of blood on Wu Mian's shoulder and tilted his head to one side.

…

In just a few days, the situation of the worker bee organization has become so bad.

Of the eighty-odd synthetics who originally lived with them, only forty are left, and the number of members of the organization has dropped sharply to fourteen.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Wu Mian was lying on the edge of the viaduct, looking at the stars in the sky above his head.

"Buzz——"

The intercity levitation train whizzed past on the viaduct, and the strong wind blowing made his hair become messy.

Wu Mian looked at the sky and tried hard to recall something. Unfortunately, he didn't even have any memories.

The feeling of blank thinking made him feel like his head was stuffed with cotton, making him feel upset.

Wu Mian was heartbroken when he thought about Johnny dying to save himself, and when Uncle Min told him a few minutes ago that Johnny's quantum brain had been completely destroyed and he was declared dead.

This kind of negative emotion is more terrifying to him than amnesia.

Gunshots!

Standing water!

Neon!

blood!

And the man who desperately wanted to kill himself to avenge his family.

This limited memory all showed that Wu Mian was once a murderous, evil-minded and cold-hearted guy, but Johnny's death made him feel like there was a big stone in his heart that he couldn't push away.

His original intention of staying with Nan Ci and others was to find his lost past. Not only did he get nothing, but he got involved in a series of troubles. While losing his old memories, he also lost new friends one by one.

Wu Mian desperately wanted to get rid of this confused state, wanted to know what was going on with his body, and also wanted to know what kind of person he was, whether he was a good person or a villain.

"Bang! Bang!"

Wu Mian punched himself twice on the head. He didn't know the meaning of doing so. Perhaps subconsciously, he hoped that the pain would remind him of something.

The fist fell, except for swelling and pain, but it was all in vain.

At this moment, a female voice came from behind him: "Are you competing with yourself again? Are you thinking wildly?"

Wu Mian turned around and looked at Li Tong who was coming: "How is Nan Ci's situation?"

"Uncle Min and the doctors from the organization are performing surgery on her. I heard that Sister Nan Ci seems to have injured her prosthetic device and the situation is serious."

Li Tong walked to the viaduct, looked down with some fear, then carefully sat on the edge of the bridge, imitating Wu Mian and put his legs up: "But I think Sister Nan Ci's situation is not that bad.

Oh no, otherwise Uncle Min and the others wouldn't have wasted so long."

"I hope so."

Wu Mian took out a cigarette case in his pocket and put a cigarette in his mouth: "Worker Bee, a marginalized organization composed of low-level synthetics, has a hard time surviving. If we lose Nan Ci as a leader, it will be really difficult."

We know how it will develop.”

"Smoking less and eating more sugar."

Li Tong pulled the cigarette away from Wu Mian's mouth, peeled off a candy and stuffed it into his mouth: "I heard that Sister Nan Ci chose you to be the heir of the Worker Bee Organization?"

"Not interested in."

Wu Mian shook his head without interest: "My cooperation with them is all because I want to find what I lost. This idea tortures me so much that I can't sleep, and the nightmares every day also make it difficult for me to sleep! Maybe I want to figure out my own...

Identity is the only belief and motivation that can support me at the moment."

"People cannot always live in the past, or in other words, all the past pave the way for the future. As long as you can grasp the future, what will happen if you lose the past."

Li Tong comforted Wu Mian softly: "Humans are social animals and always need partners. Even if you have no feelings for other people in the Worker Bee Organization, you can always have feelings for me. Are you willing to stay and protect me?"

Wu Mian glanced sideways and stared at Li Tong.

Li Tong looked at Wu Mian's straight eyes, and a blush appeared on his face: "What are you looking at?"

Wu Mian murmured: "It will shine."

Li Tong lowered his chin into his collar: "The girl you like will shine? It's such a cliché, but you can say it."

"No wonder Nanci sent people to search several large tinfoil processing factories, but couldn't find any trace of the Hidden Dragon Organization! That's because we have chosen the wrong direction of investigation all along!"

Wu Mian completely ignored the shy Li Tong in front of him, picked up the candy wrapper behind her, and suddenly realized: "The tin foil coming out of the processing factory is all in one piece, and there are very few crumbs! Only tin foil paper is used for packaging.

Only in certain places, detailed cutting is done, resulting in a lot of tinfoil scraps!”

Li Tong was stunned: "When you talk about shining, are you talking about candy wrappers?"

Wu Mian didn't hear Li Tong's question at all. He stood up and ran towards the entrance: "Our direction has been wrong all along."

Li Tong slapped Xiaocao next to him and bent his waist: "Sure enough, straight men don't deserve love!"

…

At seven o'clock in the morning, the sun shines into the mezzanine through the gaps in the viaduct, providing extremely weak illumination.

Wu Mian, who was guarding the partition of the operating room, saw Uncle Min opening the curtain and walking out, and subconsciously stood up: "Uncle Min, how is Nan Ci?"

Uncle Min gestured with a tired look on his face: "Save your life for the time being, come in and talk. By the way, don't mention Johnny's matter to her yet, it's not appropriate for her to have mood swings now."

When Wu Mian heard that Nan Ci had been pulled back from hell, he quickly walked into the operating room and was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.