Chapter 91 Woof woof woof woof
At dusk, the light is blood-red and the wind is blowing wildly.
Xu Yinmo stood at the hatch of the small mechanized ship with an indifferent expression. The flag of Wuyan Tower was engraved on the shuttle-like hull.
The sky behind him was silent and solemn, following the fighter planes piloted by his personal soldiers who had been screened personally.
The pilot of the mechanized ship released the control connection between each fighter and the main engine, and glanced at Xu Yinmo in the hatch.
His black hair was blown by the wind and fluttered in disarray. The man looked down at the ground beneath his feet which was covered with blood and filth.
The slums in the real sense are the background of the famous holographic cyber game. The area is full of chaos and infinite possibilities, the person in charge of the game commented regretfully.
"Control panel, area A." Xu Yinmo muttered softly, his eyes flickering with fighting spirit that had not yet completely faded.
He had just fought his way out of the last war zone, and his sleeves were still splattered with the blood of the head of the Southern War Zone.
The pilot retracted his gaze and checked the configuration and damage rate of each fighter plane one last time. "Everything is normal, sir."
He avoided using Xu Yinmo's name, or more precisely, Xu Yinmo's surname. The driver followed Xu Yinmo from the northern theater, and in just twelve days, he watched this man crush three theaters with his military strength.
Even though Wu Yan Tower provided some weapons, it could not be denied that Xu Yinmo had a very elite and excellent army.
"I wish you good luck in military affairs, sir." The driver smiled and said sincerely, "Next time I see you, I may have to salute you."
Xu Yinmo didn't say anything. His eyes were fixed calmly on the ground below, and he caught a glimpse of a hidden dark place surrounded by a thick mountain of electronic waste.
Heavy and simple.
Xu Yinmo slowly found the two groups in his excited and confused mind, put them together with great effort, and tried to calm down.
Failed. He seemed even more excited, Xu Yinmo thought as he felt his heartbeat getting more intense.
"Forget it..." He slowly put on a smile, his voice trying hard to suppress the trembling of excitement, "Let's go."
Xu Yinmo bent down slightly, and his autonomously sensed and controlled jump leg rings deformed and contracted, his muscles tensed, and the next second, the man disappeared on the mechanical ship.
A number of warships poured down.
The pilot waited in the air for a while, waiting for the signal from the landing fighter to disappear before turning around and returning.
He raised his hand and connected to Shen Xiuzhu's communication, "Sir Shen Xiuzhu, the whereabouts have been completed."
"It's been hard work." Shen Xiuzhu in the office calmly hung up the call, put the documents in his hand on the table, and looked up at the floating display screen in front of him.
Hundreds of densely packed red dots were entrenched in Area A, which was the location of Xu Yinmo and his group. He was responsible for the on-site monitoring of this newcomer's pledge of allegiance.
When this task fell on him, Shen Xiuzhu even felt a sense of calm as if everything had settled.
If we want to eliminate some forces that are not suitable for the Wuyan Tower to attack head-on, Xu Yinmo will be a very useful sword. If his army can fight back a little more, the authority will be determined...
Shen Xiuzhu was silent for a while, closed his eyes, and tried hard to suppress the envy and jealousy that surged in his heart.
“Time, luck, ah.” He bit these three words tightly, but his expression gradually calmed down: “Alan Shen, what are you doing here?”
"Come and see if you can trip up Xu Yinmo - just kidding." Shen Wenyan shrugged his shoulders at Shen Xiuzhu's deadly gaze, stepped into Shen Xiuzhu's office, frowned in disdain, "Can you, the Armed Forces Department, clean up the office?"
“It’s so messy.”
"How could I possibly disturb Mr.'s plan?" Shen Xiuzhu's eyes were cold, "Get out."
"Oh...business." Shen Wenyan decisively abandoned a bunch of ill-intentioned reminiscences, "Shen Tu asked me to come and see you."
Shen Xiuzhu raised his eyes.
Shen Wenyan is a civilian, so it shouldn't be him who conveys Shen Tu's words. But it's simple... Shen Wenyan stands in the "middle". Now, he is more suitable than anyone else to shuttle between the armed forces and civilians.
"The current second level of authority, Shen An and Shen Tu, one martial and one literary, are really good at checking and balancing each other." Shen Wenyan's lips curved slightly, and he whispered softly: "Shen Shuyi will definitely be able to reach the second level of authority, so the gentleman will definitely nominate another person from the armed forces department."
Shen Jian, who had no idea of his own plan, sneezed inexplicably in the leader's room.
Shen Jian:? Who is talking about me again?
Shen Jian silently turned on the surveillance.
At this time, Shen Xiuzhu, who still knew nothing, silently looked at the person who sat on the sofa. Shen Wenyan was wearing a Tang suit as usual, with a half-moon jade pendant hanging on the button. Even when sitting, his back was straight.
"He asked me to relay that you and I are lucky to still be able to sit in this position." Shen Wenyan smiled and tapped the table gently, "Have you ever seen an organization where subordinates can still survive after showing the intention of betrayal...?"
"Even if you use merit to pay off your sins, who won't be feared in the end?" Shen Wenyan seemed to have figured it out long ago, and kept persuading the hardworking ants of the same clan, "Didn't you think about this outcome when you made the decision?"
Shen Wenyan looked at the screen where the red dots were scattered, and seemed very relieved, “Sir, you probably won’t be promoted between us for a long time.”
Shen Xiuzhu stammered twice, wanting to say something, staring at Shen Wenyan, and suddenly realized something.
[…calmly and silently, they escorted Shen Jian to the position where he should be.]
[Even if what follows is eternal indifference from the leader, even if the future is the outcome they fear the most.]
【ending】.
Shen Xiuzhu's pupils constricted.
He understood why Shen Tu asked Shen Wenyan to come over, his throat rolled, and he lowered his eyes calmly, “I know.”
He then calmly changed the subject, "Jörmungandr sent me..."
Shen Jian maintained a perfect smile behind the surveillance camera, and with trembling hands, he turned off the holographic surveillance camera of his subordinate’s office that Solomon had hacked into.
"Why don't I know that this is what I think?" Shen Jian asked the leader who was reviewing the documents beside him without even raising his head.
The leader snorted without blinking, "Perhaps you have lost your memory again?"
Shen Jian: …
Shen Jian: "Go and review your documents."
Shen Jian let his brain crash for a few seconds.
But the leader, who was unwilling to let go of any punishment, began to ponder again, wondering if it would be feasible to directly use this "punishment method" that they had completely "acquiesced" to.
To put it this way, it seems to be truly self-consistent. Checks and balances can just be a follow-up, and can also allow his subordinates, who he does not have the energy to manage, to calm down for a while.
After all, they came up with it themselves... Why, subordinates are allowed to imagine how terrible their leaders are, but leaders are not allowed to take advantage of their subordinates' fantasies that make them jump! ?
Shen Jian smiled and decided that they should swallow the results they had come up with in their own minds.
“Shen Wenyan.” The leader maintained a gentle expression and dialed Shen An’s communication, and said ruthlessly in the other party’s joyful words, “In the next few days, don’t see me unless you have something to do.”
“…” The leader took the time out from the pile of documents to raise his eyes and glance at Shen Jian.
"Public revenge for personal gain." The leader concluded impartially.
"In the next few days, if you have nothing to do, don't leave the leadership room. Just continue to review the documents here." Shen Jian still maintained a very gentle smile.
“……” The leader twitched his lips and stopped talking.
“From Chexuyinmo’s perspective,” Shen Jian pushed his documents to the leader and instructed Solomon in a refreshed manner.
Solomon, who was on standby, was quickly activated, and four small balls occupied the four corners of up, down, left and right, working together to construct a holographic screen.
An idle little ball flew over quietly and stuck to Chen Jian.
The main perspective was maintained on Xu Yinmo. The captured figure seemed to realize something quickly and immediately looked in the direction captured by the projection.
His confidants changed their attire as quickly as possible to blend in here, but Xu Yinmo intentionally or unintentionally kept his military uniform.
Shen Jian watched in silence as Xu Yinmo bowed elegantly to the "air", and decided to treat Xu Yinmo's brain after returning.
He was a little worried whether he could win the battle with the help of this group of stupid dogs.
And Xu Yinmo in the surveillance seemed to know what Shen Jian was thinking, and quickly turned sideways to show Shen Jian something.
A shabby motherboard made of a homemade heat sink and a long-obsolete heat sink chip.
Shen Jian widened his eyes in slight surprise.
This motherboard is like furniture made by picking up some usable things from the waste discarded by the common people and the nobles, and piecing them together.
...and inexplicably reveals a bit of stubbornness, a determination to grow upward with all one's might.
Xu Yinmo mouthed the words silently: He got it from a six-year-old girl in exchange for two and a half compressed biscuits.
Her mother gave her these things before she died, and she added some of them herself, barely connecting to the Internet outside Area A and accepting unwanted smuggling orders.
Xu Yinmo, who was in Area A, lowered his eyes slightly and stroked the host template that could barely start up. His expression was as gentle as if he had seen new life. "Sir, this is indeed a... very different place."
"It's very chaotic here, isolated from the outside world," said Xu Yinmo. "But they still want to live, so they create some miracles out of discarded garbage."
"My suggestion is that whether He is here or not, the people here, perhaps you need to take a look." The man in military uniform suggested in a low voice, then calmly turned around, drew his sword, and put it against the neck of a skinny old man.
The old man's hand, with only a layer of skin left, was still tightly grasping the half-opened compressed biscuit of Xu Yinmo, and his bulging eyes like copper bells stared at him.
Xu Yinmo took a glance and spoke, then made a subtle gesture with his left hand, "Two pieces."
Two pieces are enough for an adult man to live for about ten days.
The subordinates who were staring at the old man in the shadows silently put away their particle guns and melted into the darkness like shadows.
The old man was obviously stunned. His expression looked very strange, and he looked at Xu Yinmo as if he was a fool (mute).
"...I have a regiment under my command." He looked at Xu Yinmo's outfit from head to toe, and his voice leaked out like a sieve, "One biscuit is only enough for us to eat for one day."
Xu Yinmo casually pushed the sword forward, "Oh, a group... How do I know whether what you said is true or not?"
The old man's face showed an even weirder expression, his eyes rolled, and he even stared at Xu Yinmo viciously: "What are you doing here?"
"Looking for something." Xu Yinmo said calmly, "It's something very important to me. It's related to my future destiny. I can exchange everything for it."
He paused, and continued as the old man's attitude suddenly changed, "Food, clean water, electricity, communicators... and more."
Xu Yinmo said, "What you probably need most is the control panel."
There is “technology” only when there is a control panel.
“…”
The old man calmed down instantly. He took back his hand that was tightly holding the bag and looked at Xu Yinmo, saying slowly, "If there is only one person in Area A who can get some information, it must be me. What are you looking for?"
"You need to prove first what your regiment can do for me."
"Tsk." The old man seemed to be thinking.
Xu Yinmo was not in a hurry. He even turned his back to the old man and played a game of "Guess What I Draw" with Shen Jian.
The main thing was that he drew Shen Jian's guess, but of course Shen Jian didn't guess a single thing about what he drew.
Shen Jian thought calmly that he would take Xu Yinmo's approval of his idea of brainwashing the other person.
He was not surprised to see that the lonely old man straightened his hunched back at the last moment, his face became energetic, and his trembling steps, as if he would die in the next second, became firm.
Solomon's simulated vocal cords were exactly the same as the real voice. Shen Jian heard the old man say with half disgust and half resignation, "Come with me, little bastard."
Shen Jian silently glanced at the "little boy", who was giving him an ostentatious smile through the blind spot of the old man's vision.
The fish is hooked.
He read the mouth shapes Xu Yinmo made to him.
The leader raised his head and pressed the communication that Solomon handed over.
Shen Jian quickly turned his attention to the long-haired man next to him.
"...Oh?" The leader listened for a while, glanced at Shen Jian, and raised his voice intentionally or unintentionally, "The copper wire melts faster? You will be back soon?"
Shen Jian suddenly lost his smile and looked at the leader fiercely.
What the hell?!
He had just dismantled a portion of Yun’s code, and was preparing to secretly rewrite the joint self-destruction program into the god’s own self-destruction!!!
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