Chapter 89 (Minor Repair)

Night, 4:10, no moon.

When Shen Jian returned to the "Fire" from the banquet of "friendly exchange" with the leaders of major organizations, smelling of disinfectant and in a daze, the leader was already waiting for him at the cabin door.

The man leaned against the heavy silver-gray mechanical hatch that was slanted open on one side, his dark eyes looking over calmly, resting on him, one leg slightly bent, his long hair falling beside his military boots that were crushed on the ground.

Behind him was the terrifyingly huge "Spark" main ship. The 2,600-meter-long and 400-meter-wide ship was like a black whale living in the sky, breathing deeply and solidified in the night sky, 600 meters above the Wuyan Tower.

Countless tiny mechanical bodies cling to tens of thousands of two-millimeter working platforms protruding from the ship's hull, ready to repair minor problems at any time.

The surroundings were densely packed with small frigates painted with fake environmental paint, carefully flashing a faint to one-second bright standby light in the dark sky to ensure that the main ship could capture the signal.

They almost covered the entire sky within the visible range. If the naked eye could penetrate the armed paint, people would be horrified to find that the once blue sky was now almost completely crowded with steel-colored aircraft and ships.

At that time, while the civilians on the ground were still sleeping, the main ship of the Wuyan Tower took off silently under their noses.

If the fleet removed its disguise, countless leaders who were still at the banquet rejoicing that Chen Jian did not start another war would probably be so scared that they would fall off their beds and surrender to the Wuyan Tower as quickly as possible.

Shen Jian raised his head and calmly glanced at the fleet that could not see the border.

Even after many days of adapting, he still felt...subtle about this armed force.

When Shen Jian heard Shen Xiuzhu report to him with a guilty look on his face that there were only about 600,000 small ships that could be mobilized, he couldn't help but type a question mark.

What does "only 600,000 ships can be mobilized" mean? You should know that although a small ship is called a small ship, its actual body is only 100 meters long and the area where it can operate autonomously is about 3,000 meters in radius. More than 600,000 ships plus the main ship...

It's already at the point where it can plow the earth flat, okay?

Shen Jian looked at the thick stack of report documents handed to him, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

That is to say, with this kind of weapons and equipment, the entire upper floor should have been plowed a few years ago when he was not here! Does he still need to work overtime now! ?

When he asked about this matter tiredly, Shen Xiuzhu's expression was obviously a little surprised, "...I once put all the military equipment on your desk, probably on the night when I changed my name to you, sir."

Shen Jian pondered for a while and immediately realized something was wrong.

At that time, he should still be suspecting that one of him and his subordinates was dreaming, so the terrifying armed forces report that was obviously falsified had already thrown him away from the area hundreds of miles away.

Although they had deployed 200,000 mechanical forces when fighting against the Middle Ages, it was not on the same level as the fleet after all...!!

Shen Jian was silent for a while, and decided to calmly skip this point.

If his subordinates knew that he didn't even look at the armament report at that time, and until now, he didn't know the armament storage value in his tower...

Tomorrow there will be hundreds of his subordinates kneeling on the ground outside his leadership room, crying and begging him to recite the weapons storage report.

Shen Jian slowly withdrew his gaze and turned to the leader at the door who was obviously "up to no good".

The leader slowly lowered his eyes and stroked his cuffs, seemingly unaware that he was blocking the other leader.

Shen Jian waited for a while in silence and coughed.

Hearing the voice, the other party gently opened his eyes, looked him up and down indifferently, sneered for a while, looked away, as if he was too lazy to say anything more.

"..." Shen Jian was in a trance for a moment. He had an illusion that the leader seemed to be waiting for his disobedient child who was making trouble outside to come home, but he found that the child had made some achievements outside and was about to say a scolding.

But he quickly abandoned this idea, and casually threw his coat onto the leader's arm, treating him as a clothes hanger. He walked past the leader with heavy steps and tried to go directly to his own command room.

The main ship has a total of 88 floors. His command room is on the 45th floor, the most central location. The main hatch is on the 11th floor. There are a total of ten underground floors that store energy liquid and 121 types of replacement energy, reserve parts, and launchers.

Under extreme circumstances, the ship can drift in outer space alone for half a year when the required number of people is reached.

As Shen Jian pulled his tie, he prayed in his heart that the man at the door would not stop him.

He has worked enough for today!!

Then, of course, the leader did not follow his wishes and lazily stopped him, "Meeting."

Shen Jian immediately froze in place and closed his eyes in despair, “Is it okay if I don’t go?”

Although he said this, Shen Jian still turned around reluctantly, sighed, and tied his tie back, "Who is it this time?"

“The last item, Shen Shuyi.” The leader turned around and answered calmly, glancing at Shen Jian’s pale face, “How is it?”

Solomon popped out abruptly from the wall of the mechanically glittering corridor, with a cup of coffee and a tube of blue transparent liquid on the plate in his arms.

[Good evening, sir.] Solomon's small screen came over and nudged Shen Jian with an old-fashioned smiley expression, [Q-type potion, directly issued by your order.]

Shen Jian paused for a moment, "Good evening, Yun. How are you adapting to Fire?"

[Very good, sir. I have expanded to thirty storage devices, and I really want to settle down in Spark.] Solomon's small screen showed a happy expression, [Sir, I can enter your room tonight to record you...]

“No.” Shen Jian interrupted him expressionlessly, then turned to look at the things on the tray.

Mental potion, Shen Jian picked up the potion and glanced at it first.

It was developed to deal with the situation of being unable to sleep for a long time under special circumstances. It is rarely used. The side effects broke out one month after use, including tingling in the left and right brain, vomiting, and neurasthenia.

Shen Jian nonchalantly took the coffee from Solomon and swallowed it in one gulp, then threw the potion to the leader.

"It probably won't be possible to solve this problem in a month." Shen Jian said calmly, "So, it's not necessary. Don't take this kind of medicine in my name next time."

The leader was silent for a while, put away the potion, and then jumped to another topic: "Just because I don't ask, it doesn't mean He won't ask."

They were all well aware that the events He would “inquire” about were plans now being carried out right under the Leader’s noses.

"You will convince Him, Jörmungandr." Shen Jian responded gently, "That's why I allow you to stay in Spark."

The black-haired man turned slightly and smiled as he stared at the other man who was three steps away from him. "Really?"

The man pronounced the last few words elegantly and gently, with an odd emphasis on the rhythm.

Afterwards, he did not wait for the leader's answer, as if he was very sure that the leader would agree to him. His expression was calm and almost indifferent. "Has the barrier he maintained outside the 'Copper Wire' been put up?"

The leader looked at the test tube in his hand, which was less than two inches long, with his eyelashes drooping. After a while, he raised his head and hummed.

"He hasn't told you yet that His Annihilation Tower has been uploaded to the core of the 'heart' of His main body. To be precise, He is the Annihilation Tower..." The leader looked at Shen Jian calmly as he continued to move forward, paused for a while, put the test tube away, and followed him.

"So the copper wire that intercepts the collapse as much as possible can be pulled up as quickly as possible."

"Cyber ​​immortality, right?" Shen Jian clicked his tongue lightly, "That's indeed not easy to trick a few subordinates into working for me."

The 11th floor presented a cross-shaped corridor. Shen Jian slowly stepped into the transparent elevator and entered the password and teleportation point on the blue screen expressionlessly.

The leader was silent for a while, pretending not to hear, and calmly followed in. "The 'copper wire' began to dissolve after two months. Your plan..."

The elevator went up, and Shen Jian calmly looked at the research rooms and living areas on the floors. A subordinate noticed his appearance and stopped what he was doing and leaned over to him.

Unlike the Ark which is entirely used to store books, as long as there is enough propulsion energy, the Spark can be called a second mobile Invincible Tower that can store everything.

"Ah, this is also your business." Shen Jian retracted his gaze. He shrugged, "You will convince that god. I believe in you, father."

"..." The leader's mouth twitched.

At this time, I knew to call him father... He glanced at Shen Jian in front of him, and gently rubbed the medicine in his pocket for a few times, wanting very much to inject the liquid in the test tube into Shen Jian's neck.

In fact, this is a drug that forces people into coma. It has almost eliminated all side effects and is non-addictive. It is used to supply insomniac nobles and is very expensive.

Of course, there are batches of addictive drugs produced. And out of some kind of forward-thinking "necessity", this drug was deliberately made into a form that is exactly the same as a psychotropic drug. When the leader took it out, he received the tacit approval of all the direct descendants present.

If Shen Jian really used the potion, it would not matter if the meeting was postponed for a few hours. He really needed a sleep too badly.

but……

The leader looked up at Ana Shen again, and the other party, who had adjusted his expression, calmly turned back to meet the leader’s gaze.

The elevator stopped at the thirty-sixth floor.

The corridor on this floor is completely different from the other floors. The light is not bright, and the walls with a silver-gray light are as cold and hard as iron.

The leader glanced at the flashing surveillance equipment on the top of the elevator and asked suddenly before Shen Jian walked out of the elevator, "Do you still have time to think about what to eat tonight or what to wear tomorrow morning?"

“…No more.” Shen Jian paused for a moment before answering.

He turned around and glanced at the leader very quickly, "Keep it secret, this is an order."

Then, he used his iris to unlock the invisible ring door in the corridor on this floor and walked out calmly.

The leader stopped talking.

Concentrating all thinking in a few areas and completely abandoning all thinking abilities other than these areas makes one seem like a normal person... but in fact, it can almost be said that only a part of the personality is working.

In this case, letting go will only destroy the "regional thinking" that has been established with great difficulty, which will not be worth the cost.

What on earth was he trying to do? The leader cast a prying look at Shen Jian, but then quickly withdrew his gaze.

Another second and Shen Jian would notice his gaze, the leader knew it well.

“Oh, by the way.” When arriving at the meeting room on the left, Shen Jian seemed to have just remembered it, and glanced at the leader calmly, “Do you want to go see Mo Yi?”

"I mean, your Mo Yi."

The leader paused, his fingertips twitching uncontrollably, reflexively.

The hideous and twisted wound on the back that had been deliberately ignored seemed to cause unbearable pain again.

Shen Jian said calmly, "He is in the tomb of Wuyan Tower."

Shen Jian paused for a moment, then continued, “You will also be in the tomb of Wuyan Tower.”

The leader knew very well that it was not a threat, but a declaration of his future affiliation.

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"Good evening, everyone." Shen Jian opened the door to the conference room and said lightly.

In the spacious room in front of him was a silver-white table that was arranged 270 degrees around the table like concentric circles, one inside the other. Almost all of Wuyan Tower's direct descendants were here. On the small tables on the four sides sat the direct descendants' confidants and stenographers in groups of three or four. Bright lights poured down and green plants decorated everywhere.

Even though Solomon has the technology to record the entire meeting in a holographic format, it still cannot replace the role of individual thinking in the meeting, so shorthand still exists, but it only adds emphasis on matters that are the responsibility of one's superiors.

The moment the door opened, they stood up at the same time, leaned over to where Shen Jian was, and placed their right hands on their hearts.

Solomon's small screen poking out of the opening in the wall also lowered its display.

The Wuyan Tower has a very strange rule.

In the conference room, only something as serious as the sky falling down will make you kneel down.

Shen Jian glanced around, confirmed that all the direct descendants were present, then retracted his gaze and clapped his hands gently, "Okay, it's late... We need to hurry up, otherwise everyone will have to stay up late again today - where are you talking about?"

As he spoke, he sat down in the main seat, casually crossing his hands and supporting his chin.

"...Chen Shuyi." A direct descendant on the side reached out and pinched him, warning him with gritted teeth.

Shen Shuyi, whose eyes were glued to Shen Jian's face, seemed to have just woken up from a dream. He raised an elegant smile and said, "Sir, we are now discussing the possibility of forcing 'Him' to come out."

Shen Jian hummed, avoiding Shen Shuyi's sight, and asked weakly, "...We haven't finalized the possibility of 'Him'' existing yet, right?"

Shen Pingyan, who was sitting second on the left, met Shen Jian's gaze that was shifting towards him as if he was running for his life, and shrugged, indicating that he could do nothing to help.

Shen Jian was able to give almost all of his subordinates a look of approval when they met eyes, but Shen Shuyi couldn't.

Even if he showed a gentle smile to Shen Shuyi, he would be so happy that he would ignore his colleagues who wanted to drag him out and throw himself at Shen Jian's feet and rub his calves.

…Don’t ask how Shen Jian knew this, well, it was definitely not because he had been rubbed.

A drop of cold sweat slid down the corner of Shen Jian's forehead. Under the glaring and ferocious hot gaze on the right, he reluctantly moved back, "Shen Shuyi, continue."

His voice was very soft, for fear of irritating some Astronomy Department puppy that was drooling over him.

The man he called back to his normal appearance in an instant, and smiled elegantly, "Sir... Of course I have a way to prove His existence, otherwise I wouldn't have made this plan... Of course, if you care, I will tell you..."

Shen An frowned, raised his head and said calmly, "Yes, sir, the first focus of this meeting is to let Shen Shuyi clearly relay how he proved that world consciousness exists."

"The second key point is to let Shen Shuyi clearly recount how he forced 'Him' to come out."

Shen An's forehead twitched a few times, "I hope you can solve the current needs, sir. This is not a problem of our ability. I think we can still seek help off the field."

Shen Jian curled up his fingertips and silently shed tears in his heart.

This is not really cheating...but the problem is...

Shen Jian looked into Shen Shuyi's bright golden eyes with difficulty and smiled firmly.

The problem is, he doesn’t really want to face Shen Shuyi!!!

The young leader thought desperately, pulled himself out of the other party's bright and crazy eyes, wiped his face, and decided to sacrifice himself: "Shen Shuyi."

Shen Shuyi stopped talking instantly and looked up at Shen Jian.

“Sir?” He looked at Shen Jian without blinking.

Shen Jian always felt that Shen Shuyi had a kind of calm before the storm on his face.

The hard-working leader smiled at his subordinate who had grown long light blue hair to study his preferences and said, "If you can be patient for a while and fully describe these two plans..."

"Huh?" Shen Shuyi showed a confused expression.

“…I’m just praising you.” Shen Jian said with difficulty.

Shen Shuyi suddenly showed a dazed expression as if he was hit by a big prize. Many of his direct descendants suddenly raised their heads, and their eyes were fixed on Shen Shuyi with distorted expressions.

The so-called achievements and praise are not on the same level at all. The latter can obviously better reveal the leader's personal emotions rather than proving his own value through simple tasks.

Simply put, praise means that "this person is very important to the leader". This, this!!

Shen Lanhe's throat rolled, and he almost laughed out of anger, but he still had to use a bit of reason to stop Shen Xiuzhu, whose body was even more stiff, and signaled Shen An to stop Shen Wenyan.

However, Shen Jian was too grieving over his own sacrifice that he mistook Shen Shuyi's bewilderment as an expression of thinking.

He glanced at his subordinates who were all looking at Shen Shuyi with strange expressions, and thought heavily, as expected, everyone must be very impatient with this kind of behavior...

In the mood of maintaining the friendship between colleagues and for the sake of his own plan, Shen Jian gritted his teeth and said, "...Shuyi, I will be on duty in the leader's room next week. If you are interested..."

Shen Jian’s hands were shaking, he had almost anticipated his despair for the week.

However, Shen Shuyi's expression became strange. He thought for a while and asked innocently, "Can I take the Samoyed ears and tail with me?"

Shen Jian's eyes went dark, but he held on and replied with a smile, "Okay, okay."

Shen Shuyi calmed down instantly, and looked at Shen Jian with his shining eyes, revealing a look that could be described as admiration.

Shen Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir... well, you really spent a lot of money." Shen Shuyi said with a smile.

He glanced at his colleagues who were looking at him with cold eyes in a direction that the leader could not see, and sat down calmly, "My Lords, please do not look at me like that. Your next mission is in my hands."

Shen Jian glanced at him and acquiesced to this statement.

If Shen Shuyi finds this "proof", then his completion rate in this mission will be at least 50%, which is enough for him to surpass Shen An in this mission.

Sure enough, when Shen Jian glanced over calmly, Shen An's face showed no expression, but he also looked at Shen Shuyi intently.

Shen Jian leaned back in his chair, the smell of disinfectant on his shirt almost blending in with the disinfectant atmosphere that always lingered around Shen Lanhe.

He pushed the paper in front of Shen Lanhe, and slightly turned his hand to signal the head of his medical department to repeat the meeting procedures before he came.

Considering Shen Shuyi's performance, Shen Jian only gave a piece of paper, and he thought that there might not be much useful information.

But under Shen Jian's slightly frightened eyes, Shen Lanhe calmly took out two pieces of paper again and began to turn the pen to write the first line.

Excellent.

Shen Jian retracted his gaze and thought politely that he would have to work all night again tonight.

Shen Shuyi knocked on the table only after Shen Jian had finished all the arrangements. "In fact, the preliminary proof is very simple. We just need to confirm that 'He' will not cease to exist. We can all do this."

He paused for a moment, showing an eerie calmness, with stars twinkling in his golden eyes. "Next, I will repeat the positive inference of His existence."

"…I have seen 'Him' when I was a child, I think."

Shen Jian raised his head and slowly fixed his gaze on Shen Shuyi.

Shen Shuyi said with a creepy smile, "That's why I started studying astronomy."

"Of course, afterwards I was very glad that I chose astronomy, which not many people were willing to patronize, so that I could stay by your side among the many monsters in your Wuyan Tower." Shen Shuyi murmured, "Sir, "He" seems to like negative things? When I was a child, he always floated around me, but many people didn't believe it and said that I had mental problems."

"I'm in Area A under the [Control Panel]. Sir, you should know about this, right? It's called Hell on Earth. Perhaps you should look there. 'Him' might be there."

"Of course, maybe you don't believe it?" Shen Shuyi blinked, "No one actually believed it at that time."

Shen Jian looked at Shen Shuyi for a while.

This world already has machines that can reverse time and space, isotopes that can become mechanical gods, and an immortal leader.

If a "world consciousness" whose authenticity and structure were unknown really appeared, Shen Jian would not be too surprised.

He didn't say he believed it, nor did he say he didn't believe it. He just calmly changed the subject to another topic, "Shen Shuyi."

"Hmm? Sir?" With her long light-colored hair spread on the table, Shen Shuyi leaned on the table and looked at Shen Jian with a smile.

"Why don't I know about this?"

Shen Jian looked at him calmly, "You should have told me, you should have told me a long time ago. You know very well that I don't like my subordinates to hide any problems from me."

Shen Shuyi seemed to have never expected that Shen Jian would grasp such a key point. After saying this, he was stunned for a while, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"Sir... this could be a personal matter of mine?"

He laughed as he spoke, but the faces of his colleagues around him were very indifferent, as if this conversation full of sharp edges was just a farce.

“But,” Shen Jian looked at Shen Lanhe who also maintained an indifferent expression and took back the pen, then slowly turned his gaze to look at Shen Shuyi.

"But the Wuyan Tower is Shen Jian's Wuyan Tower."

Shen Jian said very calmly, “I don’t care about your betrayal, but I can’t hide it.”

"Shen Shuyi, only once."

"Yes, sir."

This time, Shen Shuyi answered without any hesitation, and could even be described as docile.

The direct descendants present all knew what would happen next: what Shen Shuyi was hiding was his biggest concern, and Shen Jian would not allow this concern to exist.

Therefore, he got the exclusive attention that belonged to Shen Jian for the next period of time, until that thing disappeared or was filled with something else again.

When Chen Lanhe handed the paper with densely written notes to the gentleman, he still couldn't help thinking.

Wuyan Tower, do we need a third cadre with the second level of authority?

He's a little...

Unreconciled.