Chapter 47
Solomon was the first to propose cross-border connection. It meant comparing the docking frequencies of the two chips to find opportunities for it to shuttle first, then fix the projections of the two worlds, and rely on images to transmit the cadres of the source world in the form of data.
"Are you sure you can do it?" Shen Jian slowly opened a bottle of nutrient solution and squeezed the air out of the syringe.
After transferring the anxiety brought by his other self to others, Shen Jian felt much better and even began to consider giving the leader a merciful and painless death.
If he still conceals the medieval coordinates, this treatment will be lost forever.
Shen Jian smiled and crushed a shot of nutrient solution.
Solomon paused for a second, then continued the topic as if nothing had happened, "Yes, the one with the highest authority. If I can hack into the network of this world, it will only take three days to control the entire world."
"Then let's connect it." Shen Jian said calmly, "Also, let Shen Lanhe check if there is any in our world..."
Shen Jian thought about the necessary ingredients of the vaccine, "The medicinal plant with label number 051195 has a similar appearance to wheat, light purple or light blue."
[Okay.] Solomon gradually fell silent, and silence descended on the leader's room again. Shen Jian calmly watched the little robot pick up the syringe fragments on the ground, and then turned his eyes to the lounge.
After a while, Shen Jian walked over quietly and put on his cloak.
Behind him, the storage device he had pieced together with parts had begun to flicker. Three hours later, the boy exited the lounge again. The outer layer of his neatly-dressed military uniform had disappeared, leaving only the messy white lining, with the lace embroidery pins poking out.
Apparently something unpleasant was going on inside.
He casually threw the empty syringe on the ground and called out faintly, "Chen Xiuzhu."
"Sir." The light blue projection flickered at a high frequency, transmitting a faint voice not very clearly.
Shen Jian glanced at the projection, walked to the seat and sat down, and first asked, "Are you okay?"
The image gradually became clear, and Solomon silently turned the robotic arm to display all the people standing in the transmission area.
"It's okay, sir." Shen Xiuzhu lowered his head deeply, his tone respectful and distant.
They seemed to have returned to the way they got along in the beginning, even the rooms were decorated in the same way, except that Shen Jian was younger.
Shen Jian quickly glanced at Shen Xiuzhu and was silent for a while, “…What’s the matter with you?”
The moment he saw that the projection was not of Shen An but of Shen Xiuzhu, he could guess that Shen Xiuzhu knew that he had defected from this world.
Otherwise, Shen An would never acquiesce to Shen Xiuzhu contacting Shen Jian without him.
Solomon, who uploaded all the information of this world's Annihilation Tower to the source world, silently took a step back, and the expression on the display screen had changed to ＞-＜.
It not only uploaded the simple files, but also uploaded all the small gossips about them.
"..." Shen Xiuzhu didn't say anything. He paused for a while and knelt down without any warning. His voice was almost choked, "Sir, I absolutely will not recite..."
Panic sank in his heart, and he couldn't utter that so-called word no matter what.
Shen Jian rubbed his brows, "Why, do you think you have a chance to betray me?"
Shen Jian's voice was almost helpless, "Shen Xiuzhu, you in this world are not you, just like I in this world am not me. Get up."
The man who rushed over from the military area shook his head and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, sir, I'm sorry, I don't know why I..."
"Then kneel for a while." Shen Jian said calmly, "Calm down and talk to me again. Solomon, change the perspective."
The moment Shen Jian's voice just fell, the camera shook twice quickly, and then a few curses were heard on the screen, and finally Shen An's innocent and well-behaved face with a triumphant expression appeared.
Shen Jian decisively cut off all pleasantries, briefly and clearly introduced the current situation, and then raised a question that made Shen An very hesitant.
“…What do you think, assuming that I can make myself lose my memory,” Shen Jian paused, glanced at the incredulous expression on Shen An’s face, and inexplicably felt a little guilty.
He felt a little bit like Shen An’s expression was like he was looking at a scum who deliberately abandoned his child (……).
"Then will I leave a backup plan to restore my memory?"
He just asked back, and didn't seem to want Shen An to answer, because he knew the answer very well.
"I just had an association." Shen Jian turned his head slightly and glanced at the lounge. "Maybe, it's not that 'he' needs what exists in my memory, but... I have to lose this memory to ensure that I don't kill or destroy someone or something?"
Shen An didn't dare to answer and lowered his head in silence.
He was still digesting this situation that spanned two worlds, and trying to pass on this news to the Wuyan Tower as quickly as possible. But after Shen Jian made this assumption, he paused, raised his eyes and looked at Shen Jian calmly, "Sir..."
Is this part of the story that can be passed on?
Shen Jian responded calmly, “Send it.”
Shen An edited it again, and after confirming it was sent, he looked at Shen Jian again. This time he restrained all his impudence and said seriously and gently, "Sir, long time no see."
"Wu Yanta sends his regards to you."
The leader opened his eyes and smiled, "Long time no see, everyone."
.
Shen Jian talked to the leader simply.
Although the process was rather confusing, judging from the fact that Shen Jian was kind enough to inject him with that nutrient solution in the end, at least he got the information he needed.
For example, he thought of something that seemed to have nothing to do with the present.
Why did Shen Jian change Shen An's name in the first place?
Then, Shen Jian thought of the fire again.
The fire of this world is created in the leader, but judging from the current situation, it is almost ineffective, almost equivalent to non-existence.
And Shen Jian, who had not lost his memory, did rely on the fire to connect with his own self in this world. So, how did the leader of this world receive the signal from the fire?
And the Middle Ages, which has been hiding in a corner and refusing to come out until now.
“Sir,” Shen An paused before finally hanging up the call, looked at Shen Jian, and called out in a low voice, then knelt down with a calm expression.
Shen Jian gently responded to his subordinate, “What’s wrong?”
"...Why don't you kill...the leader of this world." Shen An lowered his head, his voice extremely low. If Shen Jian hadn't looked at Solomon's monitor next to him, he wouldn't be sure what he said.
But Shen Jian still changed his posture.
He didn't feel offended.
Although most superiors like to let their subordinates guess their moods, but do not like their subordinates to guess to the end, Shen Jian has always pursued a laissez-faire strategy.
For example, Solomon was given 100% rights to record his data.
However, formalism exists in a very old-fashioned way in some corners of the Wuyan Tower. For example, Chen An thought that he had indeed offended the leader, so he simply knelt down.
Shen Jian was silent for a while, then raised a weak smile.
He now had a sense that this was indeed his Tower of Invincibility.
"It's not that I don't want to kill him, Shen An, it's that I can't kill him." Shen Jian bit the word lightly, intentionally or unintentionally pressing down the "An", slowly settling into the fourth tone.
Shen An thought for a moment, "Sure enough, if you keep it... it will be useful. Then we won't interfere."
Shen Jian, who was just about to open his mouth to explain: “…”
Shen Jian pulled the corner of his mouth, “Well, is there anything else?”
Shen An's eyes brightened instantly.
Solomon's projection range slowly expanded, making full use of the narrow server and almost recreating the leader's office in another world.
Shen Jian could see all his familiar subordinates standing not far from him.
But there was an expression on his face that made him feel uneasy.
Shen An's excited voice was sent to Shen Jian's ears through the transmission device, "Since you are not ready to take action for the time being, then we can meet another you and..."
Shen Jian raised his hand and ruthlessly cut off the communication, "No."
He could guess what his subordinates wanted to see with his eyes closed.
Shen Jian cast his scattered gaze into the air with no destination, and sighed softly again.
"I wanted to tell Shen An." The leader lowered his eyes calmly, as if he really wanted to say it just now.
He slowly looked towards the door of the lounge, as if looking through the tightly closed soundproof door at the blood that had splattered all over the room and was then automatically washed away.
It's just that it can't be killed in the literal sense.
Shen Jian took action. He took in two syringes, only one of which contained nutrient solution.
But five minutes after the second syringe was pulled out, the leader who had lost his heartbeat began to breathe again.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
