The dusk and dawn underground is very simple.

There is no setting sun, no morning glow.

When Lu Wen came to the underground fortress, the sky was already dark.

"Xia Wen, my friend, we will do it at dawn. Just when the RA leaves the villa and heads to the Yaoling Building, he has been very low-key. There is no bodyguard. We only need to deal with a driver..."

"Ok."

This is a blow from a humanoid machine.

Very naive plan.

Lu Wen has never had too much hope for the Bionics' autonomous plan, just like the Bionics Alliance back then, just after listening to the whole process, he knew that there was no hope of success.

There are too many loopholes in this plan.

If even a small organization of 100-person bionics could understand RA's life trajectory, then RA should have been robbed countless times.

"Weapon, what kind of weapon do you use?" Lu Wen asked.

"Use our powerful fists!"

"..."

Lu Wen was silent.

If you are sloppy, you shouldn't ask.

Earlier he discovered that the organization only had some semi-automatic pistols and other firearms, with few bullets, and thought that other hot weapons were hidden.

It seems that the situation here is similar to that of Mowu City.

Bionics lack weapons, and it is difficult to form a complete combat effectiveness.

If you encounter an experienced human group, you can only get beaten.

"Have you never thought about getting more weapons in the middle world or mixed zone?" Lu Wen asked.

"Well, because our organization hasn't been established for too long..." Andre said hesitantly, "So just...for now..."

"understood."

Lack of money.

In the mixed zone or the chaotic middle world, if you have money, it shouldn't be difficult to get a gun.

...

ground.

Mau city.

The dusk here is quite complete, and today is just a few drops of rain scattered.

The brothers of Lu Wen died down and seemed to be waiting for the result of the referendum.

The street lights turn on one after another.

The dusk shrouded.

Lu Wen walked on the streets at will, with countless toppled houses on both sides, heavy machinery stuck on the broken bricks and shingles, and the workers went home from get off work.

Strings of data were surging through his mind.

It should be no problem for the housekeeping bionics to stay.

Although the referendum is less than ten hours away, it is already possible to simply predict the future direction.

"Mr. Lu, is it almost over?"

A voice came from the street on one side.

Lu Wen withdrew from the state of thinking and turned his head to look around.

That is a wanderer.

Tattered, shabby, and thin, in his thirties, sitting on an old gray quilt, he asked the question just now.

"End?" Lu Wen frowned slightly, "Is it a referendum?"

"No, all this."

"What do you want to ask?"

Lu Wen walked over slowly.

He was not worried about what this wanderer could do.

【Flesh Creatures】

【No weapons】

【Malnutrition】

[May have internal diseases]

【……】

The system judged that this is a weak human being.

Facial recognition is not turned on automatically. This is actually a bit of a violation. Generally, facial recognition is only used for dead people.

Lu Wen sat on the street.

This way the two can talk on an equal footing instead of being condescending.

The streets are full of dust left over from the demolition, and there are some fine pieces of cement.

"Mr. Lu, you are waiting for victory, right?" The wanderer asked the question.

"You said the bionic referendum?"

"Mr. Lu, do you know the history of this block?"

The wanderer asked another question.

The foreword does not follow.

If it weren't for his calm expression, Lu Wen might think he had some neurological abnormality.

"I know." Lu Wen answered normally.

"Yes, you can read the past reports and books anytime and anywhere, but those are just a few words, a few short lines, that can describe the lives of everyone in this neighborhood."

This is an ordinary Mau city at dusk.

The faint sunlight shone on the street.

Barely able to pull out some vague shadows.

The wanderer suddenly began to tell some ordinary history.

Lu Wen did not interrupt. He is now focusing on the results of the referendum, and there is nothing else to do, and it's okay to chat with the wanderers.

"This block used to be a place where the poor lived. There is an old cinema on the corner over there. The fare is very cheap. Behind this is an old square. Children like to skateboard and play ball in it..."

What he described was what it was like six to seventy years ago.

There are indeed only a few lines of words in Lu Wen's database.

"Later, this place was taken by the developers, and the old low-rise bungalows were flattened, just like it is now... The children from poor families suddenly realized that there was no place to play for free anymore, and they had to move to renovate. In a cramped and simple place, these stories are never reported in the newspaper..."

It became a residence for the rich, the square was converted into a fitness center, and the old equipment was thrown into the garbage dump.

The new fitness center requires a fee to enter.

"Later, higher buildings were built in other places, so the rich moved out again, and this place gradually became a gathering place for the poor. For many years, until one day, someone took a fancy to this area..."

The wanderer’s ability to tell stories is not very good, but his speech is fairly clear.

He looked at Lu Wen.

"Mr. Lu, history never changes, right? It will only repeat itself again and again."

"Your grandparents live here?"

"Yes, when I was young, they would tell me the story here..."

The wanderer picked up a piece of gravel and held it in his palm.

"Mr. Lu, many people are born with everything. They can enjoy the world's top food, travel to other cities, and change countless partners... In their spare time, ask someone to make up their inspirational stories and say that they only sleep four times a day. Five hours, and then go public to speak, saying...our poverty is due to laziness."

"Perhaps some rich people are like this." Lu Wen was not entirely sure.

"But even if I work twelve hours a day and only have one day off a month, those people still say that we are lazy and not motivated, but I really feel very tired."

The halo of dusk gradually disappeared.

This city ushered in a new night.

【Antisocial Personality Disorder】

The system suddenly gave this prompt.

"Have a job before?" Lu Wen asked.

"Yes...not everyone is born a wanderer."

The wanderer was calm from beginning to end.

He said: "Mr. Lu, I have always envied my former boss. In his autobiography, he has traveled around the world and visited every city at the age of eight, so he has established great ambitions since then... Starting from scratch, his life experience is wonderful and rich, and his speech is contagious. Everyone will applaud him."

He threw the small stone in his hand and patted the dust on the palm of his hand.

In the years when the floating city was suspended, the cities were almost isolated.

Being able to travel around the world at the age of eight is destined to be no ordinary family.

"But I... I haven't left the thirteenth district when I was eight. I don't know what the outside world is like."

"The bionic took your job?"

Lu Wen suddenly understood why this person stopped him.

Forgive such a big circle.

The core content is hidden deep.

Does this person hope that he can stop manipulating the results of the referendum and let those bionics leave and give the bottom humans a job opportunity?

Humans always like to talk around.

But the wanderer’s answer was somewhat unexpected: “I’m not a bionic person. I gave up that job myself. After all, I can only buy a single room in this block for the rest of my life. So I came to the street and I wandered for a long time. There have been many interesting conversations."

"A rich man walked by my side, and his companion said that the city should take good care of these wanderers and expel them."

"But the rich man said that these wanderers are also humans, but they are poor and should not be expelled. I was very touched at the time, but I didn't expect his next sentence to be... Without these poor people, their superiority would not be reflected. "

"He said that their offspring can also look better because of the offspring of these poor people, but... after all, they are poorer than three generations, right."

He smiled like a self-deprecating smile.

There were a few scattered figures of bionics in the street, looking like they were walking aimlessly.

In addition, there are a few young people in a hurry who just got off work and rushed home.

Even in this period, there are still some companies that have not stopped operating.

"Mr. Lu, I often sit here and watch those people who are busy going to and from get off work. They are more like machines than machines. They spend their entire lives for a house or a partner who doesn't love themselves...

【Antisocial Personality Disorder】

The system reminded again.

Lu Wen knows the meaning of this stuff.

The personality of this kind of people deviates from socialization. Not everyone has a tendency to violence. Some may just be calm, lack empathy, and even show a state of depression. They also like to read "The Catcher in the Rye"...

"Mr. Lu, you are waiting for the victory of the bionic, right?" The wanderer asked the question again.

"I will not manipulate the voting results." Lu Wen answered truthfully.

"Is everything going to end?"

"Soon."

"Is this the calm before the end?"

...

One night passed quickly.

The underground world ushered in the dawn.

Five o'clock in the morning.

The sky is slightly bright.

The edge of the high-rise world, under the high walls, a place surrounded by silence.

A lonely villa.

The black car departs.

"As usual, there is only one car."

Andre and Lu Wen hide far away.

Their entire organization passed through the border wall by forging their identities and came here early.

"Brother Xia Wen, did you see the old guy who got in the car? It must be RA."

"I didn't see the face."

"You really can't see the face in this place. This RA is very mysterious. Few people know what he looks like, but...we'll know when we catch him later."

Around 5:30 in the morning.

The big plan for this dawn has begun.

When the black car passed a narrow road, many bionics launched an ambush.

"Do it!"

"Be fast, and don't let the opponent's mechanical forces react!"

"It's far away from Fanxing Building. It will take at least ten minutes for them to get here, that's enough!"

All the bionics do it.

Either holding a gun, or rushing forward with bare hands.

The other party is just a car, a driver, and an old man.

This is a plan that seems destined to succeed.

But Lu Wen felt that he would fail.

Some kind of intuition.

So he persuaded.

I persuaded them more than once, and I analyzed the situation for them all night, saying that they couldn't do it directly.

But the bionics represented by Andre believes that caution is not a thing, and there is no future without risk.

Even this adventure means a great sacrifice.

really……

At the moment the action started.

The huge laser beam shot straight down from the sky, unstoppable, like a judgment from a god.

A weapon that has never appeared in the ground world.

Lu Wen looked at the top of his head.

Those steel machinery propped up the huge sky, with steel beams crisscrossing horizontally, like a complex matrix outlined by an ancient alchemist.

The dome of the entire world is actually a weapon.

This news was not mentioned in the previous information provided by Singer.

The bionic human being shot by the laser fell to the ground instantly, melted under high energy, began to burn, and lost the ability to move.

"Why doesn't the terrestrial world develop laser weapons?"

Lu Wen thought for a moment.

He suddenly thought of the smog in Mowu City...

Well, it doesn't make sense to develop it.

The actual combat effect is not great.

"Singer didn't use this thing when he intercepted me before. It was a permission issue. He didn't even know it?"

Perhaps this can explain why Fanxing's SA has been asleep for many years and still has not been taken over by his subordinates.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't, or dare not.

Just as Lu Wen thought about it.

The bionics organization has suffered heavy losses, and more than a dozen compatriots have fallen down, still 30 meters away from the car.

"Bang! Bang!"

A few bullets hit the car window, but only a small hole was hit.

bullet-proof glass.

It is estimated to be the top.

"Damn it!"

Andre yelled in annoyance.

Their news is not accurate enough and the information is not comprehensive.

No one expected the emergence of laser weapons.

The more than a dozen fellow humanoid machines on the ground that are still burning are the price.

And more and more compatriots are still falling.

Retreat?

But it has entered the range of twenty meters.

At this time, the retreat will never be too reconciled.

"Does this weapon have a time limit?"

Lu Wen was mixed in the offensive team.

He doesn't care about the final result, he is always analyzing.

"According to the frequency of lasers, this bionic organization can successfully approach that car after paying a small loss. Yao Ling's leadership only has this ability?"

Lu Wen's speculation is correct.

After paying the price of nearly forty bionics falling, they have entered a range of ten meters.

However at this time.

The car ahead suddenly changes.

Suddenly two heavy machine guns rose from the front and rear of the car, and black hole muzzles appeared elsewhere.

Fully armed.

"Is this a car? Or a tank without muzzle and tracks?"

The cold killing intent immediately filled the air.

All the bionics stopped, with fear on their faces.

Ten meters.

This is a moat.

If those muzzles start to spit fire, they won't be able to move forward.

"All the humanoid machines that are still alive, put down the weapons in your hands."

The door opens.

It was the driver who was talking.

A middle-aged man with strong muscles, his black suit was tightly supported, and his face was flat.

He didn't have any weapons, so he got out of the car.

Facing all the bionics calmly.

Ten meters away.

All the bionics are the last.

A lucky bionic man slowly raised his arm and tried to kill the middle-aged driver.

His movements are very secretive.

However, only a "shoo" sound was heard.

A bullet fired from a certain muzzle on the car, and one shot hit the eyebrow of the bionic man.

The chip was destroyed, the body fell to the ground, and blue blood was flowing.

So all the bionics are honest.

Lu Wen can probably guess the mentality of these bionics.

[I will definitely die if I rush forward]

[Listen to this driver, there is a ray of life]

[The third principle...]

The life-saving principle in the body has worked.

After all, the bionics will be restricted by the program to some extent.

The driver looked around and saw that everyone was honest, so he walked slowly to the right side of the car.

"Crack—"

He respectfully pulled the car door.

It was an old man in a suit and leather shoes~lightnovelpub.net~ He got out of the car with a smile on his face. He was tall, with a straight back, a well-fitted suit, and his silver hair was neatly combed back.

The spirit is very good, and the smile makes people feel kind.

There is no sense of dying by ordinary old people.

At first glance, it is even a little amazing.

He must be quite handsome when he was young, so even when he is old, he still has a special temperament and charm, which makes him look particularly outstanding, which makes him unconsciously praised from the bottom of his heart.

"very familiar……"

Lu Wen looked at that face.

Based on his current face, he deduced how he would look when he was old for a while.

...

Good night, all book friends!