Nine years is not a long time.
For people who work day after day, nine years is just a blink of an eye. Most people who are busy at work have lost the concept of time.
Their time is measured in dollars.
"My daughter was only thirteen years old at the time. She met people from the temple. I didn't notice it at first, but then she became more and more abnormal..."
The middle-aged man is Zhong Xiong. He used to be a small owner of a fruit stall in Central City.
Although life is not rich, ordinary days occasionally have some warm shining points.
Until his daughter met the people from the temple.
"That person... was just an ordinary member at the beginning, but he seemed to have been completely brainwashed and mentally abnormal. How could anyone believe that there are real gods in this world?"
Zhong Xiong sighed.
His daughter gradually became mysterious and often behaved strangely.
Sometimes he would suddenly kneel down at the door of his house, with a pious look on his face, and worship the city suspended in mid-air, muttering something to his mind.
Later, he found the man at the temple and asked him what lies he had instilled in his daughter.
But the man just smiled gently, invited him to sit down, and explained to him why gods existed in this world.
"He said... his own existence is the biggest miracle in the world."
"Did he tell you the reason?" Lu Wen asked.
"No, he just said that if I was willing to join their organization, he would tell me why."
Zhong Xiong naturally refused at that time.
He returned home angrily and locked up his daughter, not allowing her to come into contact with those inexplicable things.
But her daughter seemed like a completely different person.
That night she escaped through the window and returned to the organization's headquarters. In full view of the public, she walked up to the altar and stood on the pyre soaked in gasoline.
"Those people are talking about sacrifices and sacrifices. They say that the souls of those who become sacrifices will ascend to the city of heaven and become one of the rulers of that city..."
When Zhong Xiong arrived, it was too late.
Only a burnt corpse remained on the pitch-black altar.
After living in this city for so long, he naturally has weapons for self-defense.
Out of grief and anger, he pulled out his pistol and killed the friendly leader who was preparing to recruit him.
But he himself was badly injured, being hit in one arm.
Shot by the man who pulled his daughter into the temple.
Later, like a bereaved dog, he fled the city.
"Nine years have passed, and I didn't expect that he has become the new leader of the temple."
This organization sounds no different from a cult.
"Recuperate first. I happen to have some conflicts with that organization. Let's resolve them together then." Xia Chuluo said calmly: "Take the money back. I have more of this stuff."
Lu Wen still doesn't know how much money Xia Zheng left for Xia Chuluo.
With Xia Tian's identity at that time.
No matter how many zeros were on Xia Chuluo's bank card, Lu Wen would not be surprised.
"I came to this city to avenge my father, and you came to avenge your daughter. It's a coincidence that I am very interested in meeting the leader of that organization. You can go back and rest."
Zhong Xiong expressed his gratitude and left with his money.
The lobby on the first floor was much quieter again.
Xia Chuluo turned his head and looked at the rain curtain for a while, then said to Lu Wen, "What do you think?"
Lu Wen thought for a moment and said seriously: "If I guess correctly, the current leader should be the No. 1 chip made by Yin Long."
The time is right, it was nine years ago.
At that time, Yin Long happened to put in the first emotion chip and mixed that chip among the countless androids in Central City who had not yet turned on their computers.
According to Zhong Xiong, that person was just an ordinary member at the time, and he should have just joined not long ago.
And he couldn't confirm whether the person was a human or an android.
Of course there is another very important sentence.
"He said that his existence is the biggest miracle. I thought so when I first turned on the phone."
A good thing like rebirth happened to me.
Now that I think about it, all my happiness was in vain.
But Chip No. 1 probably hasn't realized his true identity yet.
That's why he was so hopelessly obsessed with the doctrine of the gods.
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A remote no man's land.
After fourteen days of large-scale transfer.
The tens of millions of androids in Baker City finally heard good news.
"The first group of one million compatriots has arrived at the outskirts of Mowu City. It is only half a day away from the place where the city was built. They are resting and recuperating. If they move forward, they will be easily discovered."
The first organization was led by Lu Wen.
Fang Zhou also occasionally left his own organization to visit Lu Wen.
It is indeed very simple and fast to cross the uninhabited land alone, but this kind of large-scale transfer is really too troublesome.
"How many bionic people are there in Mowu City?" Fang Zhou asked: "The number must be hundreds of millions. These days, bionic people are like mobile phones. Every household has one. Almost everyone has one."
"I haven't made any statistics, and Bilan has never given any data."
It's not that Bilan doesn't want to give. When the two companies first competed, they would report their sales to the outside world every year.
Later, there were more and more incidents of android awakening.
The two companies have a tacit understanding and have stopped giving specific data to the outside world.
"If the sales data is really given, tens of millions of units are sold in a year, etc., those guys who believe in bionic conspiracy theories will be unable to sit still. The two companies will not bring trouble to themselves."
But there must be hundreds of millions of units.
One manpower is considered to be few.
Some androids were abandoned after being used for two or three years, and their employers replaced them with new ones.
Most of the abandoned ones were sent for scrap, and very few of them escaped.
"Not long after I started working in Baker City, I often heard the soldiers around me discussing how prosperous Mowu City was, with stable security, high-rise buildings, blue projections all over the sky, and opportunities everywhere... "
Fang Zhou longed for the city not far away.
Each city's name is unique.
The first mayor of Mowu City was a mathematician who survived the war. He liked the Möbius strip, so he proposed to call it 'Mobius City'.
Later, people felt that the name was too long, so they changed it to Mowu City.
As for Baker City, the mayor at the time was a lover of detective novels, especially Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes.
Holmes' residence was at 221b Baker Street, so he named the city Baker City at that time.
The name of the Kerry city in the north comes from the building complex of a once powerful country, but that country fell long before countless wars.
And Central City... the city lives up to its name.
"I'm leaving to see how the small organization was doing before I left. Do you want to come with us?" Lu Wen asked.
"certainly."
Ark is interested in everything in Mowu City.
"I also need to go!"
Yin Liuyue jumped out of the car, her long hair flying, like a red elf.
The long journey of more than ten days did not make her feel tired, but made her even more excited.
After leaving Mowu City for so long, this was the first time she went home.
"Okay, one person per car, I'm in front, and you all follow me behind. Don't run around. There's quicksand in some places, and it's easy to get stuck."
This is Lu Wen’s home court.
He is quite familiar with this no-man's land outside Mowu City.
The wind and sand swept through the tents where everyone was stationed.
Many androids were sitting around outside the tent, looking at the brilliant starry sky in the uninhabited land.
It is said that the compatriots in Mowu City are already building a city. Although they have agreed to many unequal treaties,... after all, they are building a city and they can finally have a home.
Ark once said that androids should not have a home. It is their destiny to wander around. It is safer that way.
But sometimes I feel tired, and it’s nice to have a place to stop.
"How is the progress of the city-building process of the android alliance?"
Before setting off, Fangzhou asked.
"Everything seems to be normal so far. Most of the buildings in the ruined city have been knocked down. The human side is quite quiet. The androids will give them whatever they want."
Very eerily quiet.
According to the information obtained by Wei Boyan, the two people from Floating City did not leave either.
It stands to reason that the negotiation is over, and it's time for those two guys to go back.
Lu Wen started the car and led the way from the front.
Fang Zhou and Yin Liuyue were on his left and right sides, and the dust behind them was too heavy.
A night of traveling.
Dawn.
The three of them arrived at their destination.
Various colored light strips were hung on both sides of the city's roads, posters and banners were posted on some dilapidated low walls, and the main streets were all cleaned up.
Several child androids are playing in the city.
"No. 9, this city doesn't look like a place where bionic people live. It feels like a human city." Fang Zhou admired.
"Bionic people don't have to live in places with harsh conditions. Before I left, I asked Huang Liang to try to make the city as warm as possible."
The child androids stopped playing when they saw the three of them.
"Hello, are you here to see someone?"
One of the children asked in a very childish voice.
These child bionics are specially customized for families who have lost a child. There are very strict regulations. Ordinary families or individuals cannot customize child bionics.
Even families who have lost a child need to pass certain psychological tests before they can qualify for customization.
"I'm looking for Huang Liang, is he there?" Lu Wen asked.
"He is here. He has been sitting on the tall building in the center. He said he is waiting for our leader to return on the 9th."
"I am Number Nine."
"Ah? But... but..." The child scratched his head, "We all have portraits of No. 9. He... he is not as handsome as you."
"Bionic people can have countless faces." Lu Wen smiled and rubbed the child's head.
Since Huang Liang has been sitting on the high building, he must have seen him.
Not long after, Xiong Zhuang and Huang Liang drove to the street entering the city.
"No. 9, you are finally back!"
What greeted Lu Wen was a bear hug from Xiong Zhuang.
After such a long time, Lu Wen was still undergoing plastic surgery by Dr. Jiang, and these two guys still recognized him.
"If you don't come back, I would like to ask Huang Liang to take the organization to another place." Xiong Zhuang said.
"What's wrong?" Lu Wen looked at him.
"During your absence, the android alliance came several times, saying that they had successfully signed a treaty, selected an address, and started building the city."
Xiong Zhuang talked about what happened during this period.
"Those guys from the Bionic Alliance, what else are they saying... 'It's a pity that Number Nine can't be there to witness it in person', 'If Number Nine could see it, he would definitely apologize for his opposition at that time', etc., I I really can’t help but want to beat them.”
Lu Wen could probably imagine the scene at that time.
These androids are just single-minded and speak without a filter.
"It's okay. I did have a dispute with them at the time. Now it's time for them to come over and show off their achievements. Otherwise, I'm worried that they will panic." Lu Wen smiled.
"No. 9, do we want to join that city?" Huang Liang asked.
"What do you think?" Lu Wen looked at him.
"I think the so-called city building may be a scam."
(End of chapter)