The dimly lit parliament building.
Lights flicker.
Even though it was late August, the air was a bit cold.
The gunfire and artillery fire stopped, which should be good news, but no one present was in the mood to laugh.
The leaders of West City mistakenly believed that there would never be another large-scale war in the world many years ago, so in the context of the economic downturn, they decided to cut some military expenditures. These cuts have been repeated over the years, leading to the current situation.
No one is now investigating whether the person who made the decision to cut expenses was an undercover agent or a local on the ground. Anyway, that's it.
"Crunch..."
The heavy door of the chamber was pushed open.
Dust fell.
Bright light shines in from outside the door, lighting up the dim hall.
There were tidy footsteps outside the door.
A group of old nobles and members of the royal family surrounded Her Majesty the Queen as she entered the chamber.
Many of the high-level officials in West City present had mixed emotions. They seemed to have seen the industrial age hundreds of years ago, or even earlier, when the king's power was supreme over all things.
"Dear Her Majesty the Queen, are you willing to be the puppets of androids for the sake of power?"
Someone at the scene asked such a stinging remark.
Due to certain gaps in thinking, androids cannot manage humans better, so Northern Eden needs to invite Mr. Constantine there.
The situation before us is the same.
Lu Wen needs a high-level organization that is a mixture of humans and androids to manage the second city of androids on the ground for him.
Facing some people's questions, Old Russell stood up, straightened his back, glanced coldly at the person who asked the question, and answered on behalf of the Queen: "It's not for power, but for the people of West City, take your disgusting Put away all thoughts of fighting for power and profit.”
A power transfer was completed.
Other cities sent congratulatory messages one after another.
The crisis in West City has been temporarily lifted, and the people have a safe place to go. It is still managed by humans, so no one regards this dusk raid as a declaration of war by androids against humans.
The transfer of people began that night.
When the residents of West City heard that there was a safe city, they took their families with them and went to various airports to wait under the protection of the android army.
There were several dwarf attacks on the way, but they were all beaten back.
"These little dwarfs are very difficult to deal with. They are divided into large and small teams and hide in every corner of the city, even in the sewers. They specialize in hunting our defenseless residents and run away if they can't be beaten."
"The terrain of the city ruins is very complex. In the past two weeks..."
The ground command center in West City is exchanging experiences with the androids.
Everything is in order.
This transfer may last for several months. From the initial congestion to the later fragmentation, the android leaders who came to West City are already prepared 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 members.
[money]
Although West City is so dilapidated, he believes that this city still has some heritage. Every member of the royal family or old nobles who can survive to this day should have more or less...
Not long after, boxes of gold and silver treasures took off from West City and were transported to Mowu City and other relatively peaceful cities in exchange for supplies.
Lu Wen also sent messages to seven other cities except Versailles, saying that refugees have begun to move to the Second Bionic City.
The implication.
[Humanitarian aid supplies can be sent over]
This is free stuff. You can pay for whatever you want. Even if you only have one tent, you can save some money.
Old Russell sat by the window of the meeting hall, holding the wooden stick stiffly with his withered hands, and said to Lu Wen: "No. 9, the way you count money, you look more cunning than usual."
"This is called being diligent and thrifty."
"Is it complicated?"
"I handle a huge amount of data every day, including the flow of funds, the whereabouts of materials, personnel arrangements, etc., down to every penny, every person's residence... all of this, if it were handled by a normal person, It’s time to go crazy.”
Old Russell smiled: "Human beings are social animals. For humans, the first thing to do when dealing with this kind of thing is to form a team."
"I also have a team, but they are a bit insecure, so I need to calculate everything myself."
…
Continent Center.
Central City.
The city is doing okay.
The residents of the original floating city have now elected a new regional leader, who is the former great deacon Luo Xunfeng.
Luo Xunfeng found Wu Yu as soon as he established the team.
Two young men who can be called geniuses come together.
Their small team supports each other with the leadership of Central City. One part of the two cities' troops stays in the city and is responsible for moving the people underground or to other safe places, while the other part is on the edge of the city to resist the machine soldiers of the mechanical tribe.
Everything is working fine for now.
"There is nothing unusual about the city in the sky. In the past two weeks, only those robots have launched tentative attacks on us, and their penetration into the city is far less than other cities."
"Every robot we caught has a self-destruct program in its body. There is no way to read any information from their body. 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 mechanical race on the ground poses less of a threat to the city. The real threat comes from the sky.
Prior to this, Central City had experienced decades of high-altitude rule, and many residents had grown up living in the shadows.
Luo Xunfeng raised his head and glanced at the huge piece of land in the sky. His young face looked a little tired and scarred. He had grown up very quickly during this period.
"What do you think?" he asked Wu Yu beside him.
"We can definitely win."
Wu Yu still has the same confident character.
The hardships of these days have not dampened his youthful vigor and enthusiasm.
"But there will be a big price to pay," he added.
"Yeah..." Luo Xunfeng sighed, "We chose to start the war in the city instead of confronting the two armies from a distance. The people in charge of the other side obviously have no confidence and want to force us to negotiate a peace so that their race can have a place on the ground. , but now it’s been two weeks and there’s still no movement from the other side.”
While the two were talking, gunshots continued to ring out in the city.
The flexibility of these mechanical tribes is not inferior to that of flesh and blood creatures, and their surface defense is extremely strong. They don't know pain and are quite troublesome to deal with.
A robot lurking in the ruins saw 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 flashed and was cold.
His target is Wu Yu.
But Wu Yu just raised his hand and shot.
"boom!"
The bullet penetrated the steel brow.
Under the heavy night, there was another steel corpse in the ruins of the city.
"He just wanted to sneak attack me with a knife, which means that the bullets he carried in his body have been used up, and no other firearm supplies were found in the ruins of the city."
Even if they compete in consumption, the underground world cannot compete with the cities on the ground.
This is the home ground on the ground after all.
So everyone knows that the first to propose peace talks must be the leaders of these strange races underground.
Everything is just a matter of time.
Everyone is waiting for the day when the time comes.
It could be a week, it could 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.
There was no gunfire, everything was prosperous.
The ground city was very restrained and did not take action here because the time was not yet ripe and the true strength of this floating land was not yet understood. Taking action now would only lead to greater chaos.
As for the high-level world here.
There was no news about Yin Long and the leaders of the other two companies, so all the residents had no choice but to continue their daily lives.
Two weeks ago.
After the tripartite talks failed due to 'Kingdom Come', the leaders of these three companies never appeared in public again.
Even Yin Long, who has appeared most frequently, has not had any 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, not normal. The lower races in the middle world and the untouchables in the mixed zone have been at war with the damn invaders on the ground for two weeks."
The pure humans in the upper world enjoyed two weeks of sunshine.
I also worried about the outcome of the war for two weeks.
They were ready to go to the battlefield 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 should be our trump card."
"But those are just machines after all, and machines cannot be trusted. 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, both underground and above ground, find this strange.
Such a huge war.
As the initiating party, the underground does not yet have a unified organizer. Each race fights independently and is very scattered, without even a little support from each other.
The world with the most powerful military force and technology has not taken action yet, and has cut off contact with other races. Only a handful of high-level officials are aware of the current war situation.
"For a true all-out war, all mobilization should be launched and all efforts should be made to publicize it."
"But looking at our peaceful life now, it feels like those three have no intention of winning this war..."
Some smart people smelled something.
The bustling high-rise world life seems to be announcing failure and surrender at some point in the future.
Some high-level world expert bachelors who have a thorough study of war have predicted the humiliating peace talks in the future and publicized it through certain news media.
As a result, more and more public opinions are weighing 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 were also on the phone.
"What is Yin Long doing recently?"
"I don't know. The people I assigned to Haoyue didn't get any news during this period. After that day, the old guy seemed to disappear from the world. He didn't show up for two full weeks. All arrangements were made online."
Even RA couldn't get any records of Yin Long.
The old guy evaporated.
But the high-level world is so big, it’s impossible for Yin Long to go to heaven, right
God…
Lu Wen was suddenly stunned, 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 in recent years?"
Last time outside Li Meng's villa, Yin Long's mechanical body said that he had obtained early information on Baker City, such as 'Ant Soldiers'.
The early Baker City information also included plans such as 'Super Soldiers' and 'Space War'.
That old guy Yin Long probably took over the entire early technology and mechanical equipment of Baker City in one pot.
RA immediately understood what Lu Wen meant and replied: "No, at least there is nothing about space on the bright side of Haoyue. There must have been nothing before. After Yin Long took charge of Haoyue, his biggest action was to mass-produce humanoid machines and form a system that can resist An army of humanoid machines with strong electromagnetic interference.”
Haoyue was detonating, and batches of fifty-dollar brothers walked out of the production line one after another.
All three companies have humanoid mechanical armies, but Haoyue has the most.
Ju 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 more capable of fighting than military androids on the ground. Each one is a machine designed to kill.
"The underground will definitely lose this war. When the peace talks fail, I will reveal all the underground truth and Yin Long's true identity."
Lu Wen predicts that this war may last for half a year.
The half-year integration period is enough for all news to circulate.
Those races underground will gradually realize that history is not what they always knew.
And after experiencing the cruel years of these six months.
The hatred in the hearts of these ground creatures will also fade a lot, replaced by fatigue.
At this time, Lu Wen released the truth and said that they could live on the ground from now on. There must be many people who are willing to believe it.
"The moment the war ends, Yin Long will be ruined. This old guy must understand this, so the war is just a way for him to delay time. He is thinking of ways to counterattack or escape. As long as his true identity is not found, he will have a way Continue to do things by controlling the mechanical body.”
Lu Wen was tired of this old guy's methods of trying to escape.
He didn't want to end up with Yin Long's mechanical body after going through difficulties again and again.
No matter what, Yin Long must be completely eliminated this time.
…
Time passes like this little by little.
Another month passed in the blink of an eye.
Late September.
The weather is still muggy.
Since Lu Wen turned on his phone, he has rarely experienced such a long-term repetitive life.
Three lines are activated every day.
Manage the stars in the high world, accept refugees in the no-man's land, fight against small teams in the mixed zone and evacuate civilians in the city of Mo'u.
A very fulfilling life.
Full and monotonous.
The sound of gunfire kept ringing in my ears, and gunpowder smoke filled the air all day long.
The prolongation and cruelty of the war exceeded many people's expectations.
The city of Versailles also applied for refugee transfer not long ago, so residents of the two western cities have been transferred to the second bionic city.
Just when Lu Wen thought this life would last until the end of the war, Central City suddenly sent a message for help to all cities.
[Catastrophe]
The use of these two words in the message for help 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 dissipated yet. There are some mutated animals and plants in the city, as well as genetic monsters created by Haoyue's scientific researchers in their idle time.
In fact, in many ruined cities in the no-man's land, there are genetic species created by senior scientific researchers from three underground companies when they are bored, such as the luminous creatures that Lu Wen saw with Zero.
But most of these creatures are just ugly and have no ability to attack or reproduce.
After Lu Wen took control of Fanxing, he issued an order to stop this random genetic programming.
He doesn'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 Central City, blossomed and bore fruit on the flesh and blood of the human body, and spread extremely quickly..."
Maybe it was an accident, maybe it was man-made.
(End of chapter)