Artificial Life 22



Artificial Life 22

No one except Miravo had ever seen Mescal alive.

Mescal is not a front-line worker. With his good family background, sophisticated hacking skills, and the fact that he is not good at physical skills, it is a wise decision for him to stay in the safe rear and provide technical support.

——And this means another level of insecurity.

Rum knew that before he asked that question, no one realized that this was a problem, and after he asked it, Karasuma Renye couldn't help but doubt Mescal's faction, even if they didn't think there would be anything wrong with Mescal. After all, even if the sound and video could be forged, Mescal's understanding of the Black Organization, and even if they jokingly called each other robots on weekdays, it was still human thinking after all. How could a machine simulate that?

The one-eyed middle-aged man smiled and shook his head, skillfully preparing the tuna ordered by the customer, and revealed his signature honest smile the moment the waiter turned his head.

——I don’t know what’s going on with Binga? In any case, if Kelver's legacy really has the expected effect, then he must prevent the boss from obtaining it no matter what...

He thought casually during the busy breaks in the sushi restaurant.

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Zhu Fujingguang followed the bear countryman at a distance.

This person is probably another non-staff member of the water plant. Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes are extremely serious under his disguise. The water plant can always find temporary workers in strange places. The high remuneration can always outweigh the risks, especially when they are not code members. Although they cannot enter the core circle, the advantage is that they do not have to be calculated by Mescal's death.

In the young man's sight, the Russian seemed to have found another potential trading partner, and he came up to him speaking stiff Japanese. When Zhu Fushimizu saw the trading partner clearly, surprise flashed in his eyes.

The chubby, fair-skinned man with a kind smile waved his hand to let the security guard next to him leave, allowing the bear countryman to come forward and chat with him.

Mr. Iori...To be honest, Keimitsu Morobushi did not expect that someone from Huiren Society would appear on the Selmes. Kelver's legacy involved Skrusso, and Huiren Society had always been curious about the source of the other party's initial research samples. They had always believed that Mescal had obtained them by some means, while the winery believed that Mescal was actually purchased privately by an insider of Huiren Society. Coupled with the fire at Kelver's experimental base, the two parties lacked sufficient trust in each other, which led to the situation escalating.

"Mr. Smirnov," Mr. Iori's gentle and sickening voice sounded in the headset, and the bug that was secretly placed on the suitcase of the bear countryman came in handy, "You mean, what you have in your hand is the finished product of the research of the scientist in the Black Organization."

"Yes, sir," a slightly strange neon language sounded, "He is a very good scientist. He even successfully eliminated the toxins in Scrooso itself. After taking the medicine, the sequelae of organ degeneration were completely solved. Eternal youth is no longer a dream," he lowered his voice quietly, "and-"

“He also managed to come back from the dead.”

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