Pretend To Be a Boss

  Chapter 219 Prometheus and Constantine

  The phone keeps ringing. There are also scratches on the phone. It should be the slash left by Akas' dagger.

  Tang Xian held the phone in surprise, and looked at it carefully.

  I found that the material is very special, and I always feel that this strange metal texture is very familiar. Do you think the original intention of the production was to deal with the battle scenes?

   To make an unbreakable phone, the process is not difficult, mainly lies in the material.

  As for Constantine on the call list, he seemed a bit too eye-catching.

  Everything showed traces of deliberation. It was too much of a coincidence that the call came so soon after Xi He died.

  But just when Tang Xian was about to answer the phone, the strong smell from Xi He's blood seemed to penetrate into his brain.

  His pupils shrank, and his whole body showed a painful expression again.

  Pain comes from the brain. The phone clangs to the ground.

   "What's wrong with you?" Akas was surprised.

   Tang Xian waved his hand, and his consciousness began to blur rapidly. While he was still able to move, he pointed to the phone that was still calling.

  He had a splitting headache, shortness of breath, and many things seemed to be born again in his consciousness.

  He has experienced this feeling once today. Although he was no stranger, and even knew what was going to happen, it was still extremely difficult to adapt to this pain from inside the brain.

   Akas understood, and understood that Tang Xian wanted to let himself answer the call for him. Just wondering who Constantine is?

  The person who called Xihe seemed very persistent.

  It has been ringing dozens of times without hanging up, as if someone must answer the phone.

  Akas didn't think too much, and chose to answer, but unexpectedly heard a conversation that stunned him.

   "Hi, I'm number seven."

  The whole person was speechless. Of course, this number seven was not the number seven in Akas's memory.

   Listening to the voice, it was a young man, about the same age as Tang Xian.

   Akas looked at Tang Xian in surprise, not knowing what to do for a while.

  And the voice from the phone at this time made Akas, Yuanwu Tang Suoye and others even more confused.

   "Oh, I see the situation, you are his friend. The sudden appearance of memory will cause short-term separation and confusion of consciousness, even for us, I will wait."

   Tang Xian covered his head.

  Yuanwu Akas Tang Suoye looked at Tang Xian worriedly. Tang Feifei looked at Tang Xian with an "I see" expression on his face, and suddenly understood the importance of sleep. Tang Xian must have not slept well, and he had repeated headaches today.

  Seeing that Tang Xian has been in a state of being unable to respond, Akas tried to communicate with the person on the phone and said:

   "Why are you called Number Seven? Isn't your name Constantine?"

   "This is more complicated to explain. Although you should be his friends, I'm not sure I can tell you these things. After all, you are more likely to be his tools than friends."

   "Tool man?"

  After experiencing life and death with Tang Xian several times, Akas was a little concerned about the remarks of the "No. 7".

   "Yes, a tool man. If I know him and has not changed, then you are more likely to be used."

  The voice on the phone was a little mocking, but also full of expectation.

  For this "Number Seven", after more than 20 years, he suddenly received the agreed message, and of course he would also be curious about some things.

  For example, what has someone experienced in the past twenty years, and what happened after being robbed by that couple?

  If the phone is turned on and you don’t speak, the sudden silence between the two parties will appear awkward.

  But Constantine didn't feel embarrassed, and patiently waited for someone to speak.

   After about ten minutes of silence, Tang Xian finally woke up.

  Those memories were finally healed.

  His expression changed slightly. Because the memory in his mind was too subversive, Tang Xian didn't know what expression to use to face Akas and the others.

  After thinking for a long time, he shook his head lightly, answered the phone, but ignored Konstantin who was waiting for Tang Xian on the phone, and began to assign their respective tasks.

   "Tang Jifei, Yuan Wu, Tang Suoye, have you recovered yet?"

  After Xihe's death, the domain of the Hundred Beasts Hidden Lin was also eliminated.

  Tang Jifei nodded, looking eager to try and show his strength.

   But the enemy is only shrimp soldiers and crab generals, small fish and shrimps, and they are not to be feared.

   "Akas stay with me, you guys are responsible for searching for Song Que, his smell is in the north."

  Yuan Wu Tang plane Tang Suoye did not delay. Arcas quietly guarded the side, the fiery red light finally faded slowly, his demeanor showed a sense of weakness, but not too weak.

  The red hair gradually shortened back to its original appearance, and the hair color also returned to white.

  It was like a thick layer of hoarfrost suddenly fell on the maple leaves.

  Akas returned to his original appearance.

   Tang Xian didn't say anything to Akas, but simply gave Akas a look to signal Akas to wait.

  He looked at the phone with complicated emotions, and after a few seconds of inking, he said slowly:

"it's me."

   "Sorry, it's been too long, I can't recognize the voice, can you prove it?"

   "Tang Wen, Zhong Yao. Your awakening ability is controlled by metal."

   "The verification is complete, welcome back. Is the human world fun?"

  Tang Xian didn't avoid Akas on purpose, and Akas's five senses were enough to capture this conversation.

   Tang Xian said calmly:

   "Not bad, everything is interesting."

   "Have you recovered all the memories?"

   "No, the memory of my other identity can only be answered in the mining area."

   "Is the plan still going on?"

"certainly."

  The two asked and answered, and it seemed that their relationship was unusual.

  Konstantin on the other end of the phone questioned:

   "It's been twenty years, you know whether your original intention has changed, but you don't know if I'm still the same as before."

   Tang Xian simply responded:

   "I agree to continue, next question."

   "I know, but now you and I may not be the same as you and me before. Are you sure we can still work together twenty years after you lost your memory?"

   "Is it more interesting to be Constantine than the promise I made to you? Or is it that the threat to us that I proposed at the beginning has been lifted?" Tang Xian asked.

   "I'll answer the first question first. I can't say which one is more interesting. After all, I have never been to the human world, but being a 'Konstantin', apart from not being bullied like you, probably has no other fun.

   As for the second question. No, above us, those who made us remain mysterious. Although we are known as the gods who control the world, the possibility of being replaced is still very high. Konstantin on the opposite side said helplessly.

  Tang Xian glanced at the bewildered Akas, listened to the sirens around him, and felt the smell of a large number of guards coming from a distance, but his tone was equally unhurried:

   "Researchers have found that a person's intelligence is most likely to reach its peak at the age of 22. This peak may come earlier, but basically there is no way to maintain it at the age of 27.

This study came from ancient times a thousand years ago. It took seven years to diagnose the intelligence of 2,000 men and women between the ages of 18 and 60. Among the 12 tests, nine of them scored the highest. The average age of subjects is twenty-two to twenty-five years old. "

   Akas didn't know why Tang Xian's topic suddenly turned to this kind of academic research.

   Tang Xian continued:

   "You should know that Tang Wen and Zhong Yao are considered by the machine to be in a state of being discarded but useless.

This state will soon come to you and me. Pyramids have ruled the world for hundreds of years, but we are not immortal. In my opinion, most of the previous "gods" were disposed of at the age of twenty-five, leaving You don't have much time, and I've found a place to live. "

  Konstantin said with a smile that you have the final say:

   "What can I say. After all, I am also a coward who is extremely afraid of death. I am different from the Sirens. They want to be recognized, but how to establish a relationship between a living person and a cold machine?

   Well, I believe that there is no problem in continuing to cooperate, so the plan will enter the next stage. I will send that thing to the agreed place. Honestly, I've resisted temptation all these years. "

  At the end of the phone call, this Constantine suddenly said:

   "By the way, I'm curious, how did you defeat Xi He? The current you should be incapable, right?"

   "We just have common interests, but there is no trust at all. So don't ask such questions. Waste your and my time. The phone bill is very expensive, I hang up first."

  Tang Xian really hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

   Akas said in his heart that you are so stingy with phone bills that you are in a daze, right? Isn't this call from someone else?

   It's just that I can't speak out this complaint, and the atmosphere is not right.

   Tang Xian looked into the distance and remained silent. After a long time, he said:

   "The guards are coming, but I don't think you want to leave just yet."

"Yes."

   "Can you fight again?"

   "Just don't appear at the same level as this leader again."

   Tang Xian shook his head lightly and said:

   "Don't worry, there are only a few people like this, scattered all over the world."

   "Tang Xian, we are friends, if you have something on your mind, you can tell me." Akas sensed that Tang Xian had something on his mind.

   Tang Xian looked at Akas, and too many subjective emotions from the past emerged.

  The personality named "Tang Xian" was cultivated by Tang Wen and Zhong Yao for nine years, and then gradually watered by the feelings of many people—

   is undergoing a change that is hard to describe, good or bad.

   This time without hesitating for too long, Tang Xian smiled:

  “My mother told me that there must be people in this world who are willing to follow me and love me. I am very grateful to her.”

   "It's rare to hear you mention your parents."

   "Those weren't my real parents either. It's not a long story, but it's not an easy one either. I'll tell you if you'd like to hear it."

   "If you don't want to say..."

   "No, you, Song Que, Qing Jiuyu, Bai Mansheng, Tang Suoye, Dongran, Qiao Shanshan, you are all people I trust. They are also very important to me."

   Tang Xian's expression did not have that faint cynical attitude, but absolute calm. Serious because of calm.

  Because of being serious, these words seem a bit inappropriate to say between men.

  But Tang Xian said it naturally.

   "To human beings, I am indeed an ominous thing. This matter... is more complicated to talk about. I just hope that you can believe my position."

  The outer guards will surround the evolution area in about a while.

  The scene of the giant dragon breaking through the ceiling of the fourth floor also quickly spread around the world.

  Even if it's not six o'clock in the morning, the whole world is still in a dormant stage.

   And Fort Lincoln has also raised the highest level of alert. All kinds of weapons of mass destruction are in transit.

  Whether it is the CIA or the FBI, they have all entered a state of high alert. No matter how corrupt the inside is, the invasion from the outside is an unprecedented event for the entire Fort Lincoln and even the entire human world.

  Under such circumstances, Akas actually found a place to sit down, with a calm demeanor: "I will listen to you carefully, and then respond to you seriously."

  Tang Xian was also calm. This was not a complicated story, and he had already figured out how to leave here.

   "This story has to start from my triple memory."

   "Triple Memory?"

   "Yes, the first layer is the memory of being Tang Xian, and he occupies the longest time.

  From the time I can remember to the present memory, everything I have experienced, the road I have traveled, the people I have met, and the bonds I have formed, all belong to Tang Xian. "

   Akas rarely saw a person describe himself in a stranger's tone.

  That's how Tang Xian felt to him.

   "This memory has a great impact on me, because I have met many people. As my mother said, people like me are loved by others.

  Yan Xiaoling, Li Xiaoyu, and my parents, in the future...maybe I will have a younger sister? "

   "Xiao Jiu?"

   "By the way, there is Xiao Jiu."

   Tang Xian smiled.

  I found that I have really met a lot of people over the years.

   It's just that such a smile quickly subsided, and his expression began to become serious.

   "I always thought I was just Tang Xian, although there are many incomprehensible things about me, but now... I am not so sure.

  My second identity is an experimental subject similar to the evolution zone.

  It's just a bit higher than the experimental subject, and it's considered to be serving... an existence we want to fight against.

  They are powerful mechanical life forms. From the information I know so far, they are indeed so.

   But more specific information, even me who is closest to the core, and even the six experimental subjects that existed with me at the time, are not clear.

   We are hailed as the apostles of God, living in a fortress currently unknown to mankind.

  Now I know where that place is, but I'm not ready to go there yet. "

   Akas was still confused, and didn't interrupt Tang Xian, but just listened carefully.

"In that place, I was a waste bullied by the other six people because I was not capable. My code name was Prometheus, but no one called me by my code name. They called me number seven. I was the most The weakest one, and the strongest one whose true ability is still unknown is Constantine."

  Akas was slightly moved, the coincidence brought by fate is always amazing.

  It was only at this moment that he realized that the trash No. 7 that Xihe was talking about was Tang Xian.

   "The meaning of our existence is to understand the world and rule it.

   But when I was a child, I always longed to escape from there. By accident, my parents...actually, my adoptive parents took me out of that place and erased my memory. "

   Akas understood a little bit, and said uncertainly:

   "But today, for some reason, your memory recovered?"

   Tang Xian nodded:

"Yes."

   "But... what does it matter? What you want to say is that you once belonged to an evil organization and had such a past, right? But you are still you now." Akas said.

   Tang Xian's expression was complicated.

  Just before tearing Xi He apart, he thought the same way.

  The memory in the fortress of the **** seat is actually just the hatred of the Orderers.

   It doesn't affect his worldview.

   His father's doubts echoed in his memory, and when his mother pushed back with a decisive sentence of "love him", even Tang Xian, who was rarely touched in his heart, felt a little sour.

  He was silent for a few seconds before slowly speaking:

   "But all of this... is just a mistake after hiding the third layer of memory."

"mistake?"

   "Because from the beginning, I was not number seven. The second memory is itself based on a lie."

  Akas' complexion changed, and he suddenly remembered the first sentence on the phone after answering Constantine. That Constantine called himself number seven.

   This thought made Akas momentarily dazed.

   Tang Xian confirmed his conjecture at this time:

   "I am not Prometheus, I am Constantine."

(There will be some later... I have been in a bad state these days, there are many typos, and the names of the people are also wrong. Fortunately, they have been changed. Forgive me, if you catch bugs, please remind me in the book friend group, of course I will If you increase your self-examination, try to minimize this bad experience.)

  (end of this chapter)