Bionic Era

End of the meeting.

Business as usual.

In this way, the whole world passed two weeks in the sound of gunfire and artillery fire.

Time came to the end of August.

The scorching heat has not subsided.

The branches of trees beside the road were limp and listless.

The roads are potholed, the collapsed buildings are full of bomb craters, and the metal shell casings are mixed with scarlet dust, which can be seen everywhere.

Old Russell wiped the sweat from his brow in this anxiously hot midsummer, his worried face wrinkled, his lungs scorched by the dry, hot air, and every breath was unbearable .

"This damn weather."

The lord was no longer so well-dressed.

The war made him lose his glamorous appearance, and his homeland was invaded. Now he is not much nobler than those ordinary people, just an irritable ordinary old man.

"Da da!"

Old Russell clutched his cane stiffly with his withered hands, knocking on the dilapidated palace gate.

He straightened his back, wiped the sweat from his forehead again, and there was a bit of old man's stubbornness on his rough face.

The broken door opened.

The young members of the royal family bowed out, with barely bright smiles on their faces, even if there was an indelible anxiety buried under that smile, they were worried about how long this dilapidated city could last.

"Your Excellency, how can you go out alone, God bless, those damn dwarf invaders are still watching in the corner of the city, I wish I could cut off their rotten and disgusting eyes, and expose their ugliness to the world."

While speaking, a shell roared and landed on the street not far away.

The metal fragments exploded, the soil flew up, and the dust filled half of the street in an instant.

The palace here was also shaken, and a lot of dust fell down.

The member of the royal family wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, only feeling terrified.

But the old man with a straight back in front of him didn't seem to have any fear, he was still holding a cane, and there was a distinctive stubbornness in his thin body.

"My lord, come in and talk, it's dangerous outside."

While speaking, the palace guards passed by.

This was the last guarantee for all members of the royal family to stay in West City. They fell asleep in anxiety every night, and only the orderly and powerful footsteps of the guards could bring them a little peace of mind.

"Just here."

Old Russell fully demonstrated the attitude of an irritable old man. He grabbed his cane, knocked on the hard floor in front of the palace gate, and then pointed the cane into the distance.

That is outside the palace, the whole dilapidated city.

Visible corpses, stumps.

The stench was pervasive, and the bad weather in August made these corpses a natural nourishment for viruses and fly maggots. Putrid black-brown blood flowed on the broken street, and buzzing flies flew around.

The city is half in ruins.

Broken steel bars, rusted, were lodged in large concrete slabs.

Red broken bricks mingled with broken gray plaster, tangled with dry weeds.

In the ruins of the city are hidden civilians who are struggling to survive, as well as a large number of dwarves who have sneaked in and waited for an opportunity.

Russell leaned back on his stick, with anxiety and irritability on his old face, and asked in the old man's hoarse voice: "See, this is no longer the bustling West City, this is just ruins, a piece of nothing. Meaningless ruins! But you insist on sticking to it, why? Because you can’t save your face, are you going to beg those bionics?”

It's been two weeks since that meeting.

The war intensified.

The city of West is full of gunpowder, and the survivors are hiding in Tibet. Everyone who is still alive looks haggard, and hope and despair are constantly swaying in their hearts.

The member of the royal family swallowed, and he licked his chapped lips, not knowing how to explain it to the irascible old duke.

"Your Excellency the Duke..."

"Forget it, I'm going to see the queen. Since you can't save your face, let me go. An old man who is a hereditary duke should be enough."

Old Russell's voice was rough and hoarse. He stepped forward stiffly, with his back straight, holding the cracked crutch, as if he was holding an old double-barreled shotgun.

The old duke entered the palace like a soldier about to return to battle, even if he was not fully armored.

The interior of the once prosperous palace is also dilapidated, like an old man in his twilight, crumbling.

...

Outside Mou City.

The second city of bionics.

The wind and sand here are much smaller and can hardly be felt.

The outskirts of the city are dense grass grids. The project is huge and stretches for dozens of kilometers. At a glance, all the dry sand dunes are covered with grass grids and stop flowing.

Tens of millions of androids are on the move, and the city is changing every day.

The inner layer of the city is lined with rows of newly planted trees, all of which are resistant to drought and severe weather.

This long-dead no-man's land has been dotted with green at this moment, like a green emerald inlaid in the desert, crystal clear.

There are also large and small freshwater lakes in the city, and road planning has begun to take shape.

Lu Wen used a lot of manpower and material resources to airlift water resources from Mowu City.

This kind of approach can be called a luxury, but in order to transform the city in the shortest possible time, it doesn't matter so much.

Now only available by air.

It must be too late to build the pipeline.

Taking land transportation, passing through the suburbs, is very likely to be attacked by a small team in the mixed area.

Ma Bo stood on top of the newly built high-rise building, overlooking this ever-changing city, his eyes were full of emotion, he sighed: "Number 9, the contacts you have in Mowu City are too terrifying, it's only been less than a month, The whole city came alive in your hands."

The 100-meter-high building under his feet took only two weeks to build.

The terrifying speed is staggering.

In Ma Bo's previous concept, the time to build such a tall building was based on months and years.

Around this high-rise building, there are many similar buildings, and the construction speed is extremely fast.

All the bionic people saw that Lu Wen asked people to transport building modules from Mowu City, like building blocks, and completed the assembly of a building in a few days.

With such a fast speed, even Ma Bo and his bionics, who are not afraid of death, are a little worried about the quality of the building.

But Lu Wen asked everyone to rest assured that the quality must pass the test.

As long as the foundation is firm.

In Mowu City, this method has been adopted decades ago. A lot of preparations were made in the factory in the early stage, and then spliced ​​quickly, so as to complete the construction of the building in the shortest possible time without disturbing the lives of people around the construction site.

Those buildings were still in good condition before the war, and they have survived for decades without any quality problems.

"You guys made the foundation relatively strong in the early stage, so I can splice it with peace of mind in the past two weeks." Lu Wen explained: "Mowu City has been busy rebuilding after the riots, and all kinds of building materials are ready-made. Now The war started, the rebuilding stopped, and all the prefabricated floors were piled up in warehouses, and I just bought them all.”

in other words.

Lu Wen bought the materials for rebuilding Mowu City to build the second city of bionics.

After the war began, all construction sites were shut down, and a large number of semi-finished components were piled up in warehouses. The sky-high warehouse costs were enough to cause headaches for those in charge of the projects.

It is not yet known when this war will end.

So the wealthy 'Number Nine' in No Man's Land became their savior.

"There are also these skilled human workers. I brought their families here so that they don't have to worry about the troubles of war and can build with peace of mind."

Many residents of Mowu City now know that this second city of bionics not far from the suburbs is the safest place in the world. Tens of millions of bionics with combat effectiveness have surrounded the entire city.

Many wealthy businessmen came here with their families after paying a large sum of money.

Lu Wen also brought over some of his better-connected human friends in the urban area, such as Yin Liuyue's family. Currently, there are more than 200,000 human beings living in the entire city.

With the work of a large number of human workers and bionics day and night, the city is changing every second.

Airports, railway stations, subways, roads, bus stops, government buildings, residential buildings...

Everything is taking shape.

For the convenience of prayer, there are churches in each area.

There are still some problems with the power facilities. Relying on solar power generation cannot meet the living needs of a large number of people, and relying on love to generate electricity is not enough, so the construction project includes thermal power generation, which Lu Wen dislikes the most.

Big chimneys stood up one by one.

The urban planning remains the same, with four districts in the southeast, northwest, and each district is divided by large and small blocks.

"The construction of two airports has been completed so far, and the third airport is being built. The speed is very fast. Tens of thousands of bionic compatriots started working in an orderly manner at the same time. Those human workers were shocked, saying that they had never seen such a spectacular scene. The scene, if there are tens of thousands of humans, there is no way to adjust the order..."

"According to the plan, the west and south sides of the city are expanding to the outside to ensure that enough residents can be accommodated..."

"Thirteen super large-scale warehouses have been newly built in the east, and they are currently accepting the daily necessities purchased from Mou City..."

"Those creatures from the underground world came to test us again this morning, trying to infiltrate our city, but we beat them back again..."

Build a city from scratch.

It's a very fulfilling thing.

Although the basic work in the early stage was completed by the Bionic Human Alliance, it is in the hands of Lu Wen that the city really shines.

All the bionics recognized the ability of this 'Number Nine'.

But Lu Wen didn't feel much sense of accomplishment, and even felt a little anxious because...he was running out of money.

The initial funds of the Bionic Human Alliance, as well as his own funds, were almost spent within these two weeks.

After all, at the beginning, everyone planned to take it slow and improve the city in a few years, so they didn't worry about money.

"No more money?" Xia Chuluo sat on the edge of a 100-meter-high building, her two long legs dangling in the air, and she saw Lu Wen's current situation at a glance.

"That's right."

"Waiting for those guys from the West to come and beg you, and then send money?"

"Um."

To be honest, Lu Wen did not expect West City to be able to persist until now.

The persistence and tenacity of human beings is admirable.

He can also figure out why.

Those royal families in the West were unwilling to lose face, and refused to come to him, a bionic man, to discuss it.

After all, once the action is taken, whether it is West or Versailles, it will become the first human city in history to turn to bionics for help, and this will be written into the history books.

"I still have a little money here, you can use it, I don't need it anyway."

Xia Chuluo threw out a black metal card.

It was left to her by her parents.

【a little money】

The legendary "Xiazheng's Treasure".

That man used his incomparable wisdom to find many treasures buried in no man's land, which accumulated over time and piled up into mountains, including stone slabs of prehistoric civilization, and sea ships from the age of great voyages, each of which was sold for sky-high prices.

Lu Wen connected to the banking system and checked the specific amount of this card.

In fact, he has always known that Xia Chuluo is very rich, and he has also glimpsed many zeros in Xia Chuluo's account by accident.

But this time when I really got it in my hands, I can realize what it means to be truly rich...

Miss Xia suddenly had the label [little rich woman] in his system.

If anyone can marry her, he will not have to worry about it for the rest of his life.

"Boring, I'll go back to Mowu City with the plane delivering supplies later."

Xia Chuluo stretched out her hand to support her chin, her little face was expressionless, she had only been here for a long time, and she couldn't stay any longer.

The place of battle and chaos in Mowu City is suitable for her character.

Now the infrastructure of Mowu City is fairly complete, but the road monitoring has been damaged a lot, which makes it impossible for Lu Wen to monitor the whole city completely, so he is not too relieved that Xia Chuluo will stay there.

"Don't worry, I won't go to the front line." Xia Chuluo said.

"Now the whole city is the front line."

"Fortunately, it's just that the edge of the city is more dangerous, and the interior is still safe."

Mowu City faces the most powerful enemies.

It is still the best for the current situation.

For two weeks, there was no communication between the two sides, they just kept fighting.

Lu Wen also reconnected with his body.

That body could reflect the movements of that old guy Yin Long in real time.

"On the 9th, a message was sent from the airport, saying that West City has temporarily opened a route to come, and it will arrive in half an hour, asking our air force not to expel it." Fang Zhou sent a message.

"Sure enough, it's still here."

There is only half an hour left, and there is no contact in advance. It is estimated that the high-level officials in West City have disagreements.

Are the royal family and the current government at odds?

Through some news from the West, Lu Wen thought carefully and felt that under the current circumstances, the Western royal family is not only a mascot, but also has power in certain things.

I didn't think long, time waits for no one.

Lu Wen glanced at the sky, then changed into a decent suit and rushed to the airport.

half an hour later.

The plane from West City landed.

Lu Wen greeted them at the airport with a group of bionic leaders.

He looked at the logo on the fuselage and confirmed that this plane belonged to the royal family, a private flight, which could explain why there was no prior notice.

The hatch opens.

An old man leaning on a cane, dressed in a modern duke costume, walked down step by step with his back straight.

"No. 9, I'm here to negotiate terms with you."