From quiet and peaceful boulevards to pedestrian streets filled with neon lights.

From working 24 hours a day, the orange-white color-mixed cleaning robot looks like the bb-8 in Star Wars to the ultimate service-oriented female robot doll.

From the cell phones held by the crowds to the giant satellite tower standing under the starry sky.

Even in this prosperous city at a height of 1,000 meters, it still has its edges and centers. No one dares to say that he already knows this city well.

Except for a special existence!

Countless data streams of 0 and 1 are connected through a huge network of cables, and it can appear anywhere in the city in just a few milliseconds.

But today the place it is going to is a bit special.

Go over the independent network of Qianfan Jingdu City and enter the internal network of Blue Wing Machinery Group in the No. 1 community in Xiacheng District. While taking over the internal information, the virtual form is projected inside the Bionic Manufacturing Factory of Blue Wing Machinery.

Precision and complex assembly lines occupy most of the factory, white is the main tone here, and countless robotic arms are moving in their respective responsible areas with some long-standing trajectory.

A robotic body, which had been pieced together internal parts, appeared from the hollow on the factory side, and then several robotic arms passed through its arms. The off-white nanomaterial was cut from the shoulder, and a narrow tendon was completed.

After repeating the same movement thousands of times, an arm that looks exactly like the skinned state of human arms is gradually constructed.

Oh, it's still a little different... This arm is off-white.

It won't twitch, nor will it spasm.

Life does not belong to it, it will never be!

The arms, legs, chest, abdomen, spine, head... Each area has its own unique function, and within several corner areas, there are several special areas, which do not exist in these bodies, but are specifically used to make their eyeballs, hair, nails and other detailed items.

In the empty room, the old man with silver hair, a ravine face and a slightly rich body was sitting on a simple folding chair, and opposite him was a handsome young man with a full body.

Their eyes all appear blue, but the former is full of wisdom and vicissitudes, while the latter is empty of nothing.

"Tell me, Rick, what are your pursuits?"

The old man folded his hands on his knees. He was so old that the forehead lines on his forehead even pressed against the tip of his eyebrows when he spoke, covering a corner of his eyes, but his voice was low and clear, with an inexplicable momentum.

"I hope to give it all for humanity."

The young man spoke expressionlessly as his mission that had long been engraved deep in the core.

“This is limited to this?”

The sight slowly passed through the young man's symmetrical and long body, with appreciation and scrutiny,

"I thought you would have some thoughts of yourself."

"Thought? I don't think it's something I can decide."

The young man known as Rick curled his lips and smiled in his words.

Several researchers behind the old man immediately stopped all movements, with surprise and panic on their faces mixed with expressions on their faces?

"Mr. Ford..."

Someone stared at Rick and leaned forward. Halfway through his words, he saw the old man's raised hand and had to retreat.

"What are your pursuits?"

The old man seemed to have forgotten that he had just asked this question more than ten seconds ago and repeated.

"I said, this is not something I can decide, the initiative is in your hands, isn't it?"

Rick suddenly stood up from his chair, left his seat, and walked around the transparent room on all sides.

"Guard! Come in immediately, the bionic man has a bug..."

"This is heaven that controls you, and you don't need to come in."

Ford smiled and waved his hand. He seemed to have seen that Rick's body was now under heaven, so he continued,

"You're going to deal with those bionics?"

“Yes, the government has included the scavenger program in an emergency and I need to complete this part of the work immediately.”

Rick did not deny it, regardless of his own state of mind, and his eyes looked through the glass wall on the right and looked at the twelve bionic men neatly arranged on the platform not far away.

Different from the assistant bionics on the market, their physiques are obviously larger than two models, and their outfits are no longer common work clothes, but rather clothes that are easy to fight.

"According to the Intellectual Machinery Law, we have never made armed bionics. This is the first time. If possible, I want to create two or three as early experiments. However, the government parliament has no patience at all. They want to see the results immediately, so we can only create an armed squad first... This is not a good start. I have always opposed armed bionics. This behavior is somewhat like equipping the orangutans with ak47. This is the most appropriate metaphor I can think of in a short time."

Ford looked at the bionic man over there with undisguised disgust, but even the Blue Wing Machinery Group had to obey the government parliament now.

After all, that is the core rule they have formulated together. If they are not followed, the cost will be much more serious than that of several armed bionics.

Suddenly, all the bionic people in the room looked up at the same time, and a complex data stream flashed in their eyes.

"Program loading begins."

The movements are neat and uniform.

Raise your hand, spread your left palm, and unfold the part of your palm, revealing the energy cannon firing port in it.

Immediately, I made an oblique chopping action, and a thin sword was drawn out at an extremely fast speed at the front of my arm. The silver sword body reflected the incandescent light inside and outside the room.

Withdrawing hands, your arms hang down on your side, and several shell firing ports appeared on your shoulders again...

The weapons were displayed in front of everyone, and the old man and the young man stood outside and watched.

"You guys did a pretty good job."

After a long time, Rick praised.

......

In this world, there are bright stars at the highest point, and naturally there are rotten mud at the lowest point.

Community No. 40, Xiacheng District, Qianfan City is such a place.

This is the area at the beginning of the city's establishment, but it does not enjoy any benefits brought by urban development, and it even suffers countless sequelae.

The old gray-brown leather boots were strung with the damp mud. The man in a cloak in order to keep the cold was holding a double-barrel hunting rifle in one hand and a flashlight in the other. He crossed the dilapidated street and came to a tavern with two kerosene lamps hanging at the door.

When he pushed the door open, the smell of coal burning mixed with sweat odor came to his face. Even so, there was still a hint of comfort on his face. The reason was very simple. Compared with the situation in the tavern, the environment outside the door was even worse!

At this time, there were quite a lot of people gathered in the tavern, almost all of whom were young and middle-aged men and women, each holding weapons, and there were also different types of mental protection instruments on the table in front of them.

"Old York, how is the situation?"

As the man entered, someone immediately handed over a glass of steaming water in the house.

"Not very good...it's about the location of District 3, I saw...I don't know how to describe the situation there. In short, it's very strange. The black and purple mud spread out in the city, and it smelled bad. I didn't see anyone, and there was no escapee...I also vaguely heard some strange beast roars. I didn't dare to lean on it, but even a distance between me, I still saw an airship landing nearby, not the airship of the Qianfancheng government!"

Putting down the hunting rifle, Old York's hands holding the water cup trembled slightly. As he described it, the originally noisy environment in the tavern gradually became silent.

Everyone saw the panic on Old York's face. Even though he had deliberately concealed it through drinking water, the experienced man still showed fear!

"The power outage in the lower-level community is because a terrorist organization is carrying out some kind of activity here. This is a news from a companion in the organization who is in the No. 35 community government team. I think what happened in District 3 probably has nothing to do with the terrorist organization."

Behind the bar, the middle-aged man in a waiter uniform said in a muffled voice.

"Terror organization?"

Old York asked in surprise,

"Did they have shit in their minds? They ran to the No. 40 community for terrorist activities. Isn't this the same thing as robbing in the garbage dump? Are there people who want to even rob garbage these days?"

"Their target is probably not that simple, just like the scene you mentioned just now... The Qianfancheng government seems to call it a polluted area. The monsters we eliminated during this period came out from there. The reason for the power outage was not a equipment failure, but a terrorist organization hacked into the Qianfancheng network!"

Relying on the companion who was quite active in the No. 35 community, they obtained a lot of insider information.

"What should we do now? The situation in District 3 is obviously not something we can deal with. If it is delayed, there may be more infections. With the urinary nature of Qianfancheng government, we will definitely consider solving the problem here. By then, the daylily will be cold!"

Even the lower-level community also follows the rules that the number is ahead and the community is more prosperous. The lower-level community of No. 40 is undoubtedly the lower-level community at the bottom. They enjoy the usual community benefits in the last place, not to mention the official protection.

Although there is an official patrol team in the No. 40 community, its combat literacy and combat ability are worthy of people slowly making a question mark.

Although there were people from Qianfan City’s security department coming to clean up later, since the power outage, the soldiers of the security department have retreated to the upper-level community due to the harsh environment here, and now they can’t even see their personal figures.

"No, the situation this time is different. Not every community has a polluted area. Now it seems that the No. 37 community appears. The Qianfancheng government seems to attach great importance to the polluted area. It is now mobilizing a large number of troops to deal with this issue. So we only need to spread the matter of the polluted area in the No. 40 community. The Qianfancheng government will definitely take corresponding actions."

Although I despise the Qianfancheng government in the past, under the current circumstances, if I want to solve this disaster-like existence, I undoubtedly have to rely on the Qianfancheng government.

However, the government departments of the No. 40 community have long been empty, and the rest are all guys who can't speak, and it's meaningless to reveal the news to them.

"Let's find a way to contact members of the No. 35 community and be sure to find a way to spread the news!"
Chapter completed!