Chapter 20 Blaze
"How much?" Cato heard the number Gen reported to him, and he slammed the table in anger, his bald head shining, "30 million?! Are they crazy because of poverty? They robbed me!!!"
Gen said calmly, "The boss of Red Dot said that he hopes you can make a decision today. If you don't buy it, he will ask the people of Peanut Technology for the price."
Cato gritted his teeth and crossed his fingers with a gloomy look.
After receiving the news about the District Five project, he knew that even if he entered the field, he would only be an insignificant marginal figure, so he decisively passed the news to the Mobius family in District Seven.
As a shareholder of the Daydream Technology branch, he can act recklessly in District 9, but this identity is nothing in District 7.
The Mobius family is the capital behind Daydream Technology and is also his immediate superior.
He uses this message as a token of his loyalty and demonstrates his worth, so others won't mind taking him out for a spin.
And his value lies in doing things for them that they cannot do or are not convenient to do openly.
For example, providing them with the experimental subjects needed for this project.
Before today, he had sent no less than ten of them over, spending a lot of money, but the other party was still not satisfied.
Either the quality was not good, or it did not meet the experimental requirements, there were a lot of reasons. In the end, he spent his money and sent people, but he failed to really please those people.
Later, he gritted his teeth and made a deal with Red Dot in the name of the Mobius family.
Red Dot is the largest gang in Port City. It has previously cooperated with the Mobius Family and has a good relationship with them.
I had thought that with such a relationship, they would behave themselves, but I didn't expect that these vulgar barbarians would actually raise their prices!
Cato gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, trying to adjust his mentality and contact the red dot boss.
"Have you eaten yet? My friend, today..."
An old voice interrupted from the other side, "Fifty million, this is the preferential price I'm giving you because we're old friends."
The outrageous number made Cato lose his composure. "What do you mean? It was only 30 million just now!"
The man on the other end said slowly, "Someone has already raised the price to 60 million. If I sell it to you for 5,000, I will still lose 1,000. If you have this cooperative attitude, there is no need for us to continue the discussion."
Cato was confused and asked, "Which one? Who?"
Old man: "Do you want to buy it? If not, I'm going to die."
Cato closed his eyes and forced a smile through his teeth: "Haha, of course I'll buy it. Thank you for your hard work, brother. I'll transfer the money to you right away."
The old man smiled for a while and said confidently, "Don't worry, this completely meets your requirements. If you are still not satisfied in the end, return it to me and I will refund you half of the money."
Cato managed a few more words before hanging up the phone.
While he was talking, Gen had already transferred the money. The other party reacted quickly and immediately sent over the photo of the experimental subject worth 50 million yuan.
He was lying in the hibernation chamber, his clothes changed into simple white trousers and a short-sleeved shirt. There were many small and ambiguous wounds on his exposed skin. He must have suffered some torture that was not fatal but enough to be called "punishment."
It was the person that the boss sent him to track.
Originally we were supposed to follow him for three days, but he was called back on the second day.
Is that such a coincidence?
Gen paused for a moment and asked Cato, "The information has been sent over there. Do you want to take a look?"
Cato covered his head, feeling sorry for the 50 million that evaporated in an instant, and waved his hand weakly, "Send it away directly."
Gen, who obeyed the order, conveyed Cato's meaning and left the office.
He clicked on the profile again and looked at the picture of the person who looked peaceful and gentle as he was sleeping.
After looking at it for a few seconds and uploading the data to the cloud, his fingertips paused on the delete key for half a second and then clicked it.
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The maglev aerial highway that connected District 7, which was built ten years ago, encountered an unprecedented terrorist attack.
In the middle of the road from Port City to Eden 9, more than a dozen drones swarmed in from all directions, with extremely fierce firepower, and indiscriminately fired at the speeding truck.
Even though they had anticipated that this batch of special cargo would be hijacked by various forces and had therefore strengthened the truck's protection system, the protection system was still nearly collapsed under such intensive and prolonged fire suppression.
Fortunately, before it could no longer hold on, the unmanned truck successfully drove out of the hijacking section set by the robbers and entered the safe supervision area.
In the chaotic fire suppression just now, a bullet happened to penetrate the defense and hit Shen Yan's hibernation chamber.
Perhaps a certain circuit was damaged, the hypnotic gas in the hibernation chamber gradually disappeared, and Ana Shen regained consciousness.
He opened his eyes and raised his hand expressionlessly to touch the glass that was only twenty centimeters away from him. He explored around again, and after confirming that he could not open it, he gave up the useless effort and turned to observe his surroundings.
On both sides were people who were fast asleep, both men and women, wearing the same clothes as him. There were no obvious signs of modification on their bodies, and they all looked pretty good.
Ana Shen retracted his gaze and looked at the roof of the cargo hold that was shot out by bullets and let in a little light from the sky, with mixed feelings in his heart.
He knew the cyber world was chaotic.
But I didn't expect it to be so chaotic that I could be sent away to any hospital I went to.
Or worse.
He was sent for experiments and turned into something neither human nor ghost.
Ana Shen closed his eyes, thinking about the monsters in the Colosseum, the various drug trial recruitment advertisements he saw on the way here, the biotech companies that lined the cyber world, and finally Valen.
Whatever.
When you are in doubt, take a nap first and think about it later when you wake up.
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"Oh? This issue's list was delivered so quickly."
"There are thirty-two people here this afternoon. Brother, how many can we keep?"
The one who spoke was a cute little girl holding a doll. She looked at Blaise with her bright eyes and complained affectionately, "The blood of the previous person was too smelly! It made my flower dirty. I want to change it."
Blaze touched the top of the little girl's head expressionlessly. The little girl squinted her eyes and rubbed it with enjoyment, saying in a sweet voice: "Brother, just give me one! I will definitely take good care of it and won't throw it away casually!"
Blaise: "It depends on the situation. Except for those who meet the requirements, we can give them to you."
The little girl burst into an extremely sharp scream: "Ahhh, brother, you are so nice! I like you so much! I want to marry you!"
The little boy and several young boys and girls who had been watching nearby couldn't help themselves and started arguing with the little girl when they heard this.
"Blaze is ours! You can't marry him!"
"We should tie the knot together, just like our parents do!"
"It's not like I'm blind. Who would want to marry an ugly person like you?"
"Aaaaaaa--Blaze! She called me ugly!"
Blaise glanced at his noisy relatives calmly and said, "Quiet."
Everyone immediately shut up, stopped attacking each other, and looked at him eagerly.
Blaise looked away indifferently.
They deserved such respect for the next head of Mobius.
He started his family's transformation program when he was only fourteen years old. After five years, he did not become an emotionally unstable and mentally ill person like them who could collapse at any time. Instead, he was rational and smart enough.
Over the years, the Mobius family, which has been constantly seeking evolution, has only seen the possibility of success in Blaise.
His parents discovered his potential early on and gave him the right to manage family affairs, placing their hopes for the family's development on him.
He lived up to everyone's expectations and gradually grew into the "aristocrat" that his family expected.
In the gorgeous Gothic-style conference room, there is an oval marble table in the middle with a computer on the table. The light is dim and the sophisticated equipment presents the specific data of the experiment to everyone.
Blaise looked at them one by one without any expression.
The quality of the experimental products this time is much better than last time. Except for three with partial defects, the rest meet the project's qualification standards. The first phase is already halfway through, and the results of the arrangement can be placed on this group of people. It is estimated that soon...
Blaise, who was thinking, froze in his tracks.
The two names that were slowly passing before his eyes made him unable to help but shift his gaze.
Silence.
The photo next to it suddenly caught Blaze's eyes.
It's a very beautiful face, but not the kind of beautiful that is androgynous. She has a high nose bridge, thick eyebrows and big eyes. The folds of her eyelids are very deep, and there should be obvious signs of double eyelids when her eyes are open.
Blaise's fingertips moved, and when everyone was carefully observing this batch of experimental products and wanted to pick a few to take back for their own use, he opened the terminal that he had not had time to check since morning.
[flame's most loyal dog]: Do you want to meet in person, princess?
Blaise's eyelashes trembled slightly.
Also called him princess.
Hate.
So he looks like this...
Why didn't you let him see it before?
Blaise's heart beat faster. He stared at the words for a while, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, but he quickly wiped away this inappropriate and undemanding smile.
He reacted quickly enough and no one noticed anything unusual about him.
The brothers and sisters have already looked at the situation of this wave of experimental subjects. Some of them left with regret because they did not find the tribesmen they were looking for, and those who stayed all had their own goals.
Listening to the names coming out of their mouths one after another, Blaise prayed silently in his heart not to hear Ana Shen’s name, but he was still disappointed.
His youngest sister pointed at Ana Shen and said with a grin, “Brother, his eyes are so beautiful, I want to sew them on my doll’s clothes!”
Blaise: “No.”
The younger sister pulled Blaze's hand in dissatisfaction, and acted like a spoiled child, just like she did every time she asked him for something before: "Give it to me, give it to me. Anyway, there are enough people for this round of selection. If there is a shortage of people in the next round, I can just send him back, right?"
"He's mine." Blaise lowered his eyes, slowly pushed his sister away, and emphasized: "I want him."
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