"What do you think of Xiong Zhuang?" Lu Wen asked again.
"I think... I feel that humans are quite sincere this time, and they put forward so many conditions and tried their best to get the android alliance to sign."
Xiong Zhuang initially accepted Lu Wen's influence and thought it might be a scam.
But then the news came.
The Alliance of Androids has signed a treaty with humanity.
There are many unfair agreements in it.
The negotiation lasted for several days, and some human councilors became acclimated.
"Humanity put so much effort into getting us to sign the contract, and they have an advantage. If they really want to fight, there is no need to spend those days negotiating with us." Xiong Zhuang said.
Lu Wen nodded.
Sure enough, it was a very wise decision to let Huang Liang lead the organization.
Xiong Zhuang's thinking is not humanistic enough.
Overall... it's a bit wishful thinking.
Xiong Zhuang had been influenced by him and would still think so.
Those guys in the Bionic Alliance were present at the scene, and after going through the entire negotiation process, they were probably already dazzled by the joy of building the city.
"Can you tell me the specific treaties?" Fang Zhou asked.
"I'll pass it on to you directly."
Lu Wen held Ark's hand and handed him all the details of the final treaty.
Fangzhou glanced through it quickly, frowned, and said: "Generally speaking, the more harsh the treaty given by humans, the more it shows that they sincerely want to sign the contract, rather than just perfunctory. This treaty... is indeed harsh enough. "
"Look, even you think so." Lu Wen smiled.
"In short, regardless of whether humans are sincere or not, it is a stupid thing for the android alliance to reveal the city coordinates. This was actually one of the earliest conditions for agreeing." Fang Zhou said.
"If it were you, what would you do?" Lu Wen asked.
"I don't agree with building a city, but if you really want to build it... go to the far south, a colder place, covered with snow, and then build a city underground."
Ark's suggestion is quite consistent with Eden's second plan.
…
Outside the city in the treaty, smoke and dust were rampant.
All kinds of large machinery are operating day and night.
The androids don't need rest.
The construction of the city went very smoothly.
But Martin's worries became more and more serious.
He has been observing for several days
The longer I stayed, the more something felt wrong, and I couldn't tell what was wrong.
But his human instinct told him that things would not be that simple.
"Hey, do you really not consider our suggestions?"
Martin once again raised the idea of going further south and establishing real and fake cities.
"Now that the city construction work has begun, if we suddenly have a large-scale transfer, humans will be suspicious." Mabo said.
"There is no need for large-scale transfer." Martin waved his hand, "Just like you did before, break it into pieces, operate on a small scale, use a single organization as a unit, and slowly move south. As for this city, you can still continue to build it. , build a fake city to give those humans an illusion.”
There are already over ten million androids gathered outside this city.
Every day, there is still a steady stream of androids, either organizations or individuals, joining the resting groups outside the city.
The greater the number of people, the more dangerous Martin felt.
He felt as if a big sword was hanging over the city, waiting for the androids to assemble completely and destroy it all at once.
"We thank Eden for his kindness, but now we have reached this point, and humans have satellite monitoring. Many satellites in orbit will scan the uninhabited area every one and a half hours. Even if we move on a small scale, if the number If it's too dense, it will be discovered," said a leader of the android alliance.
"Eden can help block satellite surveillance in no-man's land, as long as you... Sigh..." Martin looked at the expressions of the androids and knew that there was no use in talking anymore.
These guys wouldn't listen.
As a human being, he is actually an alien in this place full of androids.
Those androids actually didn't completely believe him.
Even if the two androids behind him could prove his identity, it was still useless.
…
Mowu City.
The pale golden light of dawn shone on every street.
It's a sunny day in the city today.
Lu Wen and Wei Boyan have encountered a lot of trouble these days.
Someone pretended to be a wandering poet and spread false news on those social platforms. Fans of those wandering poets became excited instantly and spread the words "the wandering poet is not dead".
Wei Boyan is indeed not dead yet.
It's just that the recognized wandering poet is Feng Fugui.
"Those guys who spread false news have been caught. They don't even know how to hide IP addresses, and they dare to imitate others and use Internet public opinion." Wei Boyan took a sip of fish porridge and told Lu Wen the news.
"I heard that the mayor came to see you yesterday." Lu Wen did not act with Wei Bo'an yesterday.
He has to go back to District 13 often.
To give outsiders the illusion that Xia Chuluo was still recovering from his injuries and needed his care.
"Yeah." Wei Boyan nodded.
"What did he ask you for? Tell you to do a good job?"
"Absolutely, that old guy." Wei Boyan said: "The old guy called a group of news media, praised me in front of everyone, and said that I did a good job during this period. He was very hypocritical. If he didn't know what he did, I was really deceived by him about all the things he did.”
…
District 13.
Wu Yu stood at the gate of the Executive Bureau and sorted out all the things that needed to be done today.
Gong Liangyu was still wearing a white robe, walking on the streets of the city. Luo Xunfeng was watching him, worried that something might happen to him.
"The old man has a white head, but his steps are as fast as flying, and his breath is steady. It seems that he exercises regularly." Someone who was doing morning exercises said hello to Gong Liangyu.
"No way, I can't compare to you young people." Gong Liangyu responded with a smile.
The morning light shone on his white robe, giving it a faint golden glow.
The white beard and hair are flowing in the morning wind.
Looking at it, it actually feels a bit like being out of the dust.
Wu Yu has been relatively close to Luo Xunfeng during this period.
I heard from Luo Xunfeng that the floating city is actually not as stable as it seems from the outside world, and there are also factions in that city.
Each of the old councilors is considered a separate faction, and there is some fighting among them.
In Gong Liangyu's group, there is nothing outstanding among the younger generation, they are all just eating their laurels.
Luo Xunfeng is from another faction, but he now serves as the chief deacon of the entire Floating City Deacon Office, and he does not agree with the so-called faction in his heart, so every old councilman trusts him.
"Little friend Wu, have you finished your work in Mowu City? When can you come back to the Floating City with us?" Gong Liangyu asked.
"When are you going to take action?" Wu Yu asked.
"Soon... soon."
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Good night, fellow book friends!
(End of chapter)