The Boss is Very Busy

His face was also old, and he seemed to be lying on the bed lifeless. Only the heart rate displayed on the surrounding instruments proved that he was still alive. Wen Shumu glanced at the bed, "He can hear us talking."

"Ah?" Kapok was stunned for a moment.

Wen Shumu looked unconcerned. He walked over and checked the instrument. From the corner of his eye, he noticed the documents next to him. The man calmly took them out and glanced at them. He looked towards the bed, "It's no different from what humans know. This is his carefully planned game."

Kapok also looked at the person on the bed, feeling incredible.

She originally thought that Dr. Qian planned this game, which was obviously well hidden and should be full of life.

After seeing it, it was completely different from what was expected. He had no trace of life, just like a cold corpse lying on the bed, with terrible needles inserted all over his body. Only instruments could show that he was still full of vitality.

Wen Shumu glanced at the documents a few more times, then pulled Kapok over and rubbed her head, "Don't think about it, he is no longer a human being."

Kapok blinked: "Why?"

The man's snow-white slender fingers covered the document, which was covered with dense fonts, "He did the experiment with his own body. Now, his whole body is covered with chips, and he is considered a robot."

Kapok understood: "Has he always been like this to control zombies?"

Wen Shumu nodded, and said calmly: "But he probably didn't expect that becoming a robot would cost so much. He is a human being, and he doesn't have that much vitality to support him, so he became like this."

Kapok asked: "Then when we come here, isn't he still stopping us? But he looks like he can't do anything now."

Wen Shumu lowered his eyes and patiently explained to her: "It should have been set in advance. Before he became like this, he used W City as his hiding place, so he programmed it in advance to besiege the city with zombies."

"That's it." Kapok raised his eyebrows: "Then we can prevent this disaster by blowing up these instruments and destroying his program."

Dr. Qian could hear them talking, and Kapok did not hold back and spoke calmly: "Then human beings can return to normal life and no longer have to participate in such games."

Wen Shumu nodded and rubbed her head indulgently, "You can say that."

Fully agreeing with Kapok's idea, Wen Shumu found gasoline in the hospital and almost filled the entire secret room with gasoline to ensure that Kapok reached a safe area.

He leaned against the wall idly, stroking the lighter in his fingertips, and calmly glanced at the corridor of the secret room.

He has a lot of knowledge, but he can only be an ordinary person. Dr. Qian's desires are too big, and everyone will die sooner or later, but he is not satisfied. He did many experiments to turn himself into a robot, and developed zombies that he can control. created this disaster.

In his opinion, human beings without any ability are not worthy of living at all.

This world should only contain useful people.

The man was leaning against the wall, his slender eyelashes were lowered, and the lighter was spinning on his fingertips. His temperament seemed calm and silent.

Finally stopping, he lit it, and without changing his expression, he threw the things in his hands in and left the hospital. After a few minutes, there was a sudden explosion behind him.

Wen Shumu left Kapok waiting for him in the car. After returning, the other party sat obediently, waiting for him to come back. The man twitched the corners of his lips. He walked over and stood next to her, and their eyes met.