Chapter 92 (Catching Bugs)
"What is the probability of finding Him within an hour?" Chen Jian asked Xu Yinmo very rationally as he kicked away the blind thing under his feet.
Xu Yinmo stood on the bumpy muddy road in silence for a while, glanced around at the adobe and iron houses with closed doors that did not welcome outsiders, and slowly asked a question.
He replied politely, "Sir, do you need some sleep?"
Shen Jian: “…”
Shen Jian politely hung up the communication and turned his attention to the leader.
Shen Jian had constructed more than thirty countermeasures for the coming of gods in advance, each of which corresponded to a stage in the implementation of his plan.
Something is wrong…
Shen Jianzhan stood there, his face calm and composed under the gaze of the leader beside him, but his heart was beating with panic.
To be honest, he had made complete preparations in his mind, but the return of the gods at this stage was the most difficult situation for him to construct his preparations.
It's not when the plan has not yet started, nor when it is about to end, but when it is just halfway through.
He couldn't help but sigh, and began to think bitterly about the possibility of asking Solomon to change the self-destruct program back now... But it was obvious that Yun would not agree. He would not be willing to be worn out when "Shen Jian might be alive."
Shen Jian calculated the current staffing arrangements and reluctantly postponed the option of resetting Solomon indefinitely: more than half of the operating program of the fire seed was still in Yun's hands, and in extreme cases, the intelligent machine was the last safety lock.
...Of course the most important thing is that Solomon can now transform into a puppy that can simulate the feeling of touch.
Who can resist a cute, furry puppy?
Shen Jian sincerely felt a little guilty, and noticed the "congratulatory" look from the leader beside him. He couldn't breathe out, so he coughed.
The leader sat next to Shen Jian, using the same table and chair as him, with his long hair spread out on the carpet. His dark pupils looked at him with a half-smile, and the mocking sounds he made were all the same faint sound as his.
Sometimes, Shen Jian would vaguely regard the other party as a phantom in the mirror - the leader had become more and more "shallow", closer and closer to the figure he saw in the dark red leader's room.
The leader put the pen on the table, crossed his hands on his knees, and watched Shen Jian walking around there indifferently.
He was in such a good mood that he couldn't even resist opening the second universe communication ring he had co-designed with the gods, and secretly broadcast a live broadcast.
Next, Shen Jian would definitely ask him to persuade the god who was in a sense the most difficult to deal with.
The leader knew it, and he was even looking forward to how Shen Jian would persuade him. If his estimate was correct, it should be a threat -
He was about to not need him anymore, soon.
The long-haired man's expression calmed down, and he tapped his finger bones on the table a few times, hiding all his emotions behind his face which maintained the same expression all year round.
Shen Jian had no idea what the leader was up to, so he pulled his thoughts back and used the last bit of his thoughts to think.
Yes, Shen Jian thought, the most important thing now is not what the leader is like, but...
Shen Jian paused for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the leader very calmly.
In the other party's silent and predictable eyes, he rushed over, his tone fluctuating a little, "Save me!!!"
The leader who just opened his mouth to mock: "..."
leader:"……?"
He raised his fingers, then slowly lowered his eyes to look at the black-haired leader who was holding his collar in his arms. His brain froze for a while, and the black mud that he had not yet spit out was suddenly stuffed back by the other party.
Shen Jian has not yet fully recovered to his original height. In fact, he is still between a teenager and a young man, but it is obvious that he and his subordinates seem to be unaware that something is wrong——
Perhaps it’s because some subordinates secretly want to watch their husbands grow up... a mentality that they dare not say out loud.
But it was obvious that the leader fell into a dead silence. After a while, he looked away as if he was uncomfortable, and clenched his right hand with the ring on it tightly on the armrest. His face was silent, and he said, "Get up."
"His side..."
"I'll take care of it." The leader tilted his head slightly as if he couldn't bear it anymore and said calmly.
Shen Jian breathed a sigh of relief, "You should have said so earlier..."
He did not realize that his leader's mental state seemed to be very abnormal, and all his attention was once again focused on all subsequent plans.
As long as it is useful, Shen Jian doesn't care what method is used to achieve the goal. A simple sign of weakness can solve the big trouble of the gods. In Shen Jian's view, this is almost a research project that is sure to make money, and it is very worth his investment.
The leader glanced at him from behind, watching Shen Jian once again calculating the machine threshold on the blue screen, and it took him a while to lift his stiff arm, which he could barely lift, onto the table.
He lowered his eyes silently, drew a pair of angel wings on the table, put a question mark next to it, and then quickly crossed it out.
...God?
The leader thought calmly that he probably knew what Shen Jian was planning.
The other party obviously did not hide it deliberately.
Being deliberate will only speed up the pace of their learning the truth, but the consequence of not being deliberate is that the leader can violate the verbal contract made with Shen Jian and piece together the truth on his own.
It seems that the other party is very clear about it.
The leader glanced at Shen Jian with an almost amused look in his eyes, thinking casually.
It is clear that if there is a super-being in the world, it must be exactly the same as the silver-haired god and him.
I'm afraid they will use me first to test how to destroy me.
The leader uncapped the pen, his eyes gleaming with a calm and sharp light.
Shen Jian was waiting for that thing to come out.
It's simple, the leader is also waiting for that thing to come out.
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In the early morning, the leader met with the silver-haired god. Before Shen Jian had time to ask for specific information, he received an emergency communication from Shen Xiuzhu at 6:40 am the next day, the first level.
The second he suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand to answer the call, Xu Yinmo called with a second message, still the most urgent one.
Shen Jian paused for a moment, handed Shen Xiuzhu's communication to the leader without hesitation, and picked up Xu Yinmo's communication.
The leader glanced at him quickly and unlocked the communication with his fingerprint: "Speak."
"Two good news and one bad news." Shen Jian paid some attention to the leader's situation, while clearly hearing Xu Yinmo's heavy breathing.
He didn't even waste words: "The good news is that the world is still a material world, and 'God' does not exist. The bad news... the 'Him' you mentioned does exist."
The unstable environment caused by the forced connection of the current in a no-signal area was transmitted to Shen Jian's ears through intermittent language.
The holographic image finally loaded at this time. In the projection of the four small balls, Shen Jian clearly saw that Xu Yinmo was standing in the square white space. The broken limbs of abandoned robots piled to the top surrounded him. There was blood on his face, as if he had just experienced an escape.
Behind him was a huge spherical machine that was suspended like a fallen sun, emitting an ominous red reflection. Countless particle cables that hung down like optical fibers were pulled out from the sphere and led to different console interfaces that were connected to them.
Shen Jian thought he would be surprised, but in fact he did everything he could to collect and guess the information as quickly and rationally as possible.
Rather than saying it is a product of the intelligent age, it is better to say that it is an intelligent brain pulled out of a cyber wasteland game. It is a ghostly machine pieced together from new devices and rusty and unwanted parts, but it still reveals its eerie beauty.
Solomon's body had already been activated, recording the image in the first millisecond of the image projection and synchronously piecing together the prototype of the giant sphere through projection.
Therefore, Shen Jian did not focus all his attention on the giant machine, but looked at Xu Yinmo who was constantly adjusting his status at the scene.
The muscles all over his body were trembling slightly, which were involuntary spasms caused by the use of drugs to forcefully activate his cells after he had completely exhausted all his strength.
Xu Yinmo first contacted the old man, and then found this giant machine. So, he must have obtained information from the "tuan" mentioned by the old man and broke into the scene.
But... there was no trace of the old man or the connections he mentioned at the scene.
Shen Jian suddenly felt something was wrong, he raised his eyes and almost asked immediately.
And after Xu Yinmo confirmed that the camera circled around the layout on the scene, he randomly found a camera facing Shen Jian and smiled, interrupting Shen Jian's words as if he had expected it.
Shen Jian saw him turn his head calmly, raise his arm, and his twitching muscles stabilized in an instant as if by miracle. The particle cannon operated with one hand was completed, and it quickly spit out a beam of warm light, which shortened in the air and lengthened as it approached the target, passing through the red-haired boy in cheap reflective plastic clothes at the edge of the door like passing through a piece of tofu.
The boy's three mutilated fingers were holding a button. His skin was like dried soil, and his freckled and peeling face was full of anger, panic and a certain determination. He did not hide, and his last reaction at the end of his life was to press the scarlet button in his hand.
He clearly remembered what the regiment commander had said to him: Without this thing, no one will have enough food to eat.
The year his mother decided to risk her life to escape from Area A for him, her legs were broken by border guards, and she crawled back for him.
His mother must stay alive, so the ball cannot be discovered by others.
A loud explosion sounded from the screen, debris and mechanical remains rose up, dust rose up, and the debris and smoke covered all the images that could be captured. The ground was shaking, as if it was collapsing. It should be a buried gravity-detonating bomb.
Shen Jian heard the last words that Xu Yinmo said with a smile in the chaos, "Sir - the second good news - He seems unable to move -"
The communication was forced to be interrupted at this point, and the picture ended at the moment when the high dome exploded and fell.
Xu Yinmo was facing the huge rock.
The leadership room returned to dead silence after the strong shock.
Shen Jian looked at the black screen with an extremely indifferent look. After a moment, he slowly turned his head and looked at Shen An who opened the door of the leader's room.
Behind Shen An was Shen Xiuzhu, then Shen Lanhe and Shen Pingyan.
The leader glanced at Shen Jian's expression, calmly retreated into the darkness in the corner, raised his hand, and silently rejected the communication sent by the god.
He saw clearly how many times Shen Jian had confirmed the projection of Xu Yinmo being pressed under the dome.
Shen An moved under the cold eyes of his leader, and walked slowly to Shen Jian with the lightest movements.
He paused, and after confirming that Shen Jian did not stop him, he bent down to pick up the cloak that fell to the ground, and looked up at the leader beside him.
Shen An paused for a moment in his sight of the statues in the room. Then, he gently put the cloak back on Shen Jian's shoulders, bent down, touched his knees to the ground, and knelt beside Shen Jian naturally to tidy up the tail of the cloak that had fallen on the ground.
The young leader lowered his eyes and gently wiped the blood from his palm with the handkerchief handed to him by his subordinates.
Shen An smoothed out every wrinkle and took his hand back, but he didn't stand up. He just lowered his head in this position.
The sunlight generally avoided the glass of the leader's room, and shone carefully on a small area behind the leader's position. The shadow was silent in the center. Shen Jian stood at the junction of bright light and darkness, and the specimens on the wall glowed with phosphorescence.
Shen Jian saw the leader reflected in the black screen. He had a red cape on his shoulders, a black and red military uniform that was complicated and noble, and military boots stepping on an expensive and luxurious carpet.
It took him a while to realize that the person inside was actually himself.
The young leader looked at the person on the screen in silence. After a moment, he let go and the handkerchief fell lightly to the ground.
At this moment, Shen Jian realized clearly, clearly and without regret, that there was no grudge between him and the console.
But, but.
What’s the point if there is no grudge?
Shen Jian's expression didn't even change, there was not the slightest fluctuation in his heart, and at a certain moment, he didn't even think about whether there were innocent people at the console.
The young leader glanced at the group of cadres who were kneeling on the ground in silence with their heads lowered. His drooping cloak swayed slightly, and his tone was as calm as the calm sea surface under the dark clouds in the middle of the night.
“Your Excellencies…” Shen Jian said slowly.
"Attack, forget it, bloodbath the [Control Panel]."
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