Bionic Era

Dim parliament building.

Lights flicker.

Although it is the end of August, the air is a bit cold.

The gunfire and artillery fire stopped, which should be good news, but everyone present was not in the mood to laugh.

The leaders of West City mistakenly believed that there would be no more large-scale wars in the world many years ago, so in the context of the economic downturn, they decided to cut part of the army's expenditures. Over the years, the reductions have led to the current situation.

Now no one is going to find out whether the person who made the decision to cut expenses was an undercover agent or a ground native, anyway.

"Crunch..."

The heavy chamber door was pushed open.

Dust fell down.

Bright light shone in from outside the door, lighting up the dimly lit hall.

There was the sound of neat footsteps outside the door.

A group of old nobles and members of the royal family surrounded the current Her Majesty the Queen and entered the chamber.

Many high-level executives of West City present had mixed feelings. They seemed to have seen the industrial age hundreds of years ago, or even earlier, when the royal power was above all things.

"Your Majesty the Queen, are you willing to be puppets of bionics for the sake of power?"

Someone at the scene asked such a barbed remark.

Due to some gaps in thinking, bionics can't manage humans better, so Eden in the north needs to invite Mr. Constantine.

The situation at hand is the same.

Lu Wen needs a high-level organization that mixes humans and bionics to manage the second city of bionics on the ground for him.

Faced with some people's questioning, old Russell stood up, straightened his back, gave the questioner a cold look, and answered for the queen: "It's not for power, but for the people of West City, you put your disgusting The idea of ​​fighting for power and profit is withdrawn."

A transfer of power is thus completed.

Other cities have sent congratulatory messages.

The crisis in West City has been temporarily lifted, and the people have a safe place to go. Humans are still managing it, so no one regards this dusk raid as a declaration of war by bionics against humans.

The transfer of people started that night.

When the residents of West City heard that there was a safe city, they dragged their families and went to various airports to wait under the protection of the bionic army.

There were several dwarf attacks on the way, and they were all beaten back.

"These dwarfs are very difficult to deal with. They are divided into large and small teams, hiding in every corner of the city, even hiding in the sewers. They hunt and kill our unarmed residents, and run away if they can't be beaten."

"The topography of the city ruins is very complicated. In the past two weeks..."

The ground command of West City is exchanging experiences with the bionics.

Everything is in order.

This transfer may last for several months. From the initial congestion to the later fragmentation, the bionic leader who came to West City is ready to stay for a long time.

at the same time.

Lu Wen is discussing the most important things at present with a group of royal family members.

【money】

Although the city of West is so dilapidated, he believes that the city still has some heritage. Every member of the royal family or old nobleman who can survive to the present should have more or less a little...

Not long after, boxes of gold and silver treasures took off from West City and transported to Mowu City and other cities that are relatively peaceful now in exchange for supplies.

Lu Wen also sent messages to the other seven cities except Versailles, saying that refugees have begun to transfer to the second city of bionics.

The implication.

[Humanitarian aid can be sent here]

This is a free thing, you can pay as much as you want, even if there is only one tent, you can save some money.

Old Russell sat by the window of the conference hall, clutching the wooden staff stiffly with his withered hands, and said to Lu Wen, "No. 9, the way you calculate money looks more cunning than usual."

"It's called thrifty housekeeping."

"Is it complicated?"

"I deal with a huge amount of data every day, including the flow of funds, the whereabouts of materials, the arrangement of personnel, etc., accurate to every penny, every person's residence... All of these, if a normal person handles it , should have gone crazy long ago."

Old Russell smiled: "Humans live in groups. If we were humans, the first thing to do when dealing with this kind of thing is to form a team."

"I also have a team, but it's a little worry-free, so I need to calculate everything myself."

...

continental center.

central city.

The city is doing okay.

The residents of the original Floating Void City have now elected a new regional leader, who is the former great deacon Luo Xunfeng.

And Luo Xunfeng found Wu Yu as soon as he formed the team.

Two young men who could be called geniuses got together.

Their small team supports each other with the leadership of the central city. The troops of the two cities, some of them stay in the urban area, are responsible for transferring the people to underground or other safe places, and the other part are on the edge of the city to resist the machine soldiers of the mechanical race.

Everything works fine for now.

"There is no change in the city in the sky. In the past two weeks, only those robots have launched tentative attacks on us, and the penetration of the city is far less than other cities."

"Every robot we caught has a self-destruct program in its body, and there is no way to read any information from them. No matter who created or improved this race, that person has a natural distrust of machines."

Central City can only get news from other cities.

The machine clan on the ground poses less threat to the city, and the real threat comes from the sky.

Before this, Central City had experienced decades of high-altitude rule, and many residents grew up living in the shadows.

Luo Xunfeng raised his head and glanced at the huge piece of land in the sky, his young face was somewhat tired and scarred, he had grown rapidly during this time.

"What do you think?" He asked Wu Yu beside him.

"We're sure to win."

Wu Yu still had that confident character.

The hardships of these days did not wear away the vigor and passion of his youth.

"But there will be a price to pay," he added.

"That's right..." Luo Xunfeng sighed, "Choose to fight in the urban area instead of confronting the two armies far away. The person in charge of the other side obviously has no confidence and wants to force us to negotiate peace so that their race can have more control on the ground." There is a place, but it has been two weeks now, and there is still no movement on the other side."

While the two were talking, gunshots rang out in the city one after another.

The flexibility of these mechanical races is not inferior to that of flesh and blood creatures, and their superficial defenses are extremely strong, and they don't know pain, so they are quite troublesome to deal with.

A robot lurking in the ruins looked at the time and jumped up while the two were distracted by talking.

The tall figure is also more conspicuous in the dark.

The light of the knife flickered, cold and cold.

His target is Wu Yu.

But Wu Yu just raised his hand and shot.

"boom!"

The bullet pierced the steel brow.

Under the heavy night, in the ruins of the city, there was another steel corpse.

"He wanted to attack me with a knife just now, which means that the bullets in his body have been used up, and he has not found any other gun supplies in the ruins of the city."

Even if it competes for consumption, the underground world can't compete with the surface cities.

After all, this is the home ground of the ground.

So everyone knows very well that the leaders of these strange underground races must be the first to propose peace talks.

It's just a matter of time.

Everyone is waiting for the day when the time comes.

It may be a week, it may be a month, or even half a year...

...

Above Central City.

A suspended high-rise world.

The command center of this underground race is still brightly lit at this moment.

No gunshots, a bustling scene.

The ground city is very restrained and did not take action here, because the time is not yet ripe, and they have not figured out the true strength of this floating land, and taking action now will only lead to greater chaos.

As for the upper world here.

Without news of Yin Long and the leaders of the other two companies, all the residents had no choice but to continue their old lives.

two weeks ago.

After the tripartite talks failed due to "Kingdom Comes", the leaders of these three companies never appeared in public again.

Even Yin Long, who appeared most frequently, had no news in the past two weeks.

Public opinion is slowly fermenting.

"Why does it feel like Mr. Yin Long has disappeared?"

"It's too quiet, it's not normal. The lower races in the middle world and the untouchables in the mixed zone have been fighting the damn invaders on the ground for two weeks."

The pure humans of the upper world enjoyed two weeks of sunshine.

Also worried about the outcome of the war for two weeks.

They were ready to go to battle two weeks ago, but the leaders of the three companies did not make any arrangements for them.

"I heard that each company has more than 200,000 humanoid mechanical troops. That is our trump card."

"But those are just machines after all, and machines are untrustworthy. Let's make plans early, practice more firearms skills in the past few days, and hold the future destiny in our own hands..."

The current situation is actually very strange.

Many people in the underground and on the surface feel strange.

Such a vast war.

As the mobilizing party, the underground has not yet had a unified organizer. The various races are fighting independently, very scattered, and there is not even a little support between them.

The world with the most powerful military force and high-level technology has not done anything so far, and has severed contact with other races. Only a very small number of high-level people can know the current war situation.

"For a real all-out war, all mobilization should be launched, and all efforts should be made to promote it."

"But looking at our peaceful life now, it feels like those three have no intention of winning this war at all..."

Some wise man smelled something.

The prosperous high-level world life seems to be declaring failure and surrender at some point in the future.

Some high-level world experts and bachelors who have thoroughly studied wars have predicted the humiliating initiative to negotiate peace in the future, and publicized it through certain news media.

As a result, more and more public opinions are pressing on the three companies.

The general public does not want the underground world to fail again and be driven back underground again.

They have seen the light.

Even if you die, you must die in the light.

Lu Wen and RA are also talking on the phone.

"What has Yin Long been doing recently?"

"I don't know. I didn't get any news from Haoyue's staff during this time. After that day, that old guy seemed to disappear from the world. He didn't show up for a full two weeks. All the arrangements were ordered online."

Even RA can't get any record of Yinlong.

The old guy evaporated.

But the high-level world is so big, it is impossible for Yin Long to go to the sky, right?

God...

Lu Wen was taken aback for a moment, thought of something, and immediately asked, "Does Haoyue have an aviation department? Has the high-level world secretly implemented the space station plan on the surface these years?"

The last time outside Li Meng's villa, Yin Long's mechanical body said that he got the early materials of Baker City, such as "ant soldiers".

The early Baker City data also included plans such as "Super Soldier" and "Space Wars".

That old fellow Yin Long probably took the entire early technology and mechanical equipment of Baker City in one pot.

RA immediately understood Lu Wen's meaning, and replied: "No, at least Haoyue didn't have anything related to space on the bright side. It certainly didn't exist before. After Yin Long took charge of Haoyue, his biggest move was to mass-produce humanoid machines, forming an An army of humanoid machines with strong electromagnetic interference."

Haoyue was exploding, and batches of 50-yuan buddies walked out of the production line one after another.

All three companies have an army of humanoid machines, but Haoyue has the most.

Gu RA's informant in Haoyue said that it was most likely more than 400,000.

Lu Wen has personally experienced the power of these machines, which are stronger than the military bionics on the ground. Each machine is born to kill.

"In this war, the underground will definitely lose. When the peace talks fail, I will reveal all the truth about the underground and Yin Long's true identity."

Lu Wen predicted that this war may last for half a year.

The fusion period of half a year is enough for all news to circulate.

Those underground races will gradually realize that history is not what they always knew.

And after six months of cruel years.

The hatred in the hearts of these ground creatures will also fade a lot, replaced by exhaustion.

At this time, Lu Wen released the truth and said that they can live on the ground from now on. There must be many people who are willing to believe it.

"When the war ends, Yin Long will be ruined. This old guy must understand this, so the war is just a means for him to delay time. He is trying to find a way to fight back or escape. As long as his real body is not found, he has a way Continue to do things by controlling the mechanical body."

Lu Wen was already tired of this old guy's way of getting out of his shell.

He didn't want to end up with only Yin Long's mechanical body after going through hardships again and again.

No matter what, Yin Long had to be completely eliminated this time.

...

Time passed by like this.

Another month passed in a blink of an eye.

end of september.

The weather is still muggy.

Since Lu Wen turned on the phone, he has rarely had such a long-term repetitive life.

Three lines start every day.

Manage the stars in the high world, take in refugees in No Man's Land, and take on the Mixed Zone squad and evacuate civilians in Mou City.

Very fulfilling life.

Full and monotonous.

The gunshots in my ears kept ringing, and the smoke of gunpowder filled the air all day long.

The protractedness and cruelty of the war exceeded many people's expectations.

The city of Versailles also applied for refugee transfer not long ago, so the residents of the two western cities have been transferred to the second city of bionics one after another.

Just when Lu Wen thought that this kind of life would continue until the end of the war, the central city suddenly sent a message for help to all cities.

【catastrophe】

The use of these two words in the help message shows that the situation is quite serious.

That was a small hidden danger that Lu Wen ignored.

Not far from the central city, there is a ruined city where the nuclear pollution has not yet dissipated. There are some mutated animals and plants in the city, as well as genetic monsters produced by Haoyue's researchers.

In fact, in many ruined cities in no-man's land, there are genetic species randomly produced by senior researchers of the three underground companies when they are bored.

But most of these creatures are just ugly, without the ability to attack and reproduce.

After Lu Wen dominated Fanxing, he ordered to stop this random genetic programming behavior.

He didn't want to have the kind of mad scientist in the movie under his command.

But Lu Wen has always ignored that city and the weird plants in that city.

"Those seeds floated to the central city, blossomed and bear fruit on the flesh and blood of the human body, and spread extremely fast..."

It may be an accident, or it may be man-made.