Bionic Era

Chapter 395: Variety

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It's a bit cold in the north in November.

The average daily temperature has reached below zero.

Snowflakes were falling on the streets.

The semicircular dome of the classical building is covered with snow-white.

Ice crystals formed next to the park's pool.

The hustle and bustle of the war disappeared, the smoke dissipated, and the city returned to its former tranquility.

Pedestrians come and go happily, most of them wearing leather jackets or winter coats, woolen hats and gloves, with their necks slightly hunched to resist the cold wind that sometimes blows.

Fatty Jiang was wearing a thick cotton coat, with his fat face flushed red from the cold. He put his hands in his pockets and stomped his feet lightly in the relatively shallow snow. His whole body was trembling, like a frozen grizzly bear. It looks round from a distance.

"Christina, it's too cold here in winter. Do you want to go to the south with me? I have many relatives and friends there. It's warm there now."

His voice was trembling, and white mist could come out when he spoke.

Standing next to him was a tall woman with blond hair and blue eyes, three-dimensional features, and a slender figure, about half a head taller than him.

Kristina responded with a gentle smile: "The South is still at war, it's safer here."

Very standard southern language.

Unlike Fatty Jiang, Kristina is an all-rounder, not only talented in computers, but also very talented in languages.

"That's right, I didn't think it through."

Fatty Jiang jumped again as he spoke, and his whole body began to tremble, as if this would keep him warmer.

Kristina was used to the weather here, so she didn't do anything extra.

The snow-covered streets are lined with classical and Baroque-style buildings on both sides. The atmosphere is simple and beautiful, and walking among them gives you a special kind of romance.

Fatty Jiang raised his hand and looked at the time. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and the flight from the south to the north had also arrived in the morning.

"Brother Lu Wen is coming soon, and I don't know if Miss Xia is coming with him. This snowy day is perfect for falling in love. I also want to bring them together."

"Isn't your brother Lu Wen a bionic?"

"You can't treat him like a machine."

As the strongest single combatant in Mowu City, Lu Wen is indeed here.

The armistice in the north was of great significance.

Unlike Central City, here the two sides took the initiative to cease the war and have already interacted with each other.

Not only did Mowu City send people over, but people came from all cities.

To be precise, in the three months since the war began, these white-haired people were the only race that could sit down and talk seriously.

This is an opportunity for a comprehensive ceasefire.

The surface world needs to know enough information from these white-haired mouths.

3pm.

The falling snowflakes became smaller.

Representatives from Mowu City and Baker City arrived belatedly.

Due to geographical reasons, representatives from other cities had arrived several hours earlier.

More than three months have passed since the last time he came to this city. When Lu Wen walked out of the cabin, many senior officials of Mowu City beside him began to get dressed with the help of his entourage.

In Mowu City, you only need to wear a thin coat, but it is already cold here below zero. An old congressman who is not in good health feels a slight discomfort in his old legs on the spot.

"It's still snowing."

Xia Chuluo raised her head, showing a rare smile, her cheeks turned red, and a few flying snowflakes fell on her long eyelashes.

The number of people traveling to Mowu City this time is not fixed, and everyone can apply.

She felt bored and followed.

Maybe it’s to see the snow.

A set of winter clothes, a furry khaki jacket, simple trousers, and a light-colored knitted beanie covered most of her short hair, leaving only a little black hair hanging around her ears, making her look a little less capable and more A little bit of what a normal woman should look like.

People from Kerry City talked about the relevant arrangements this time.

Soon, the heads of various cities met in an ancient Byzantine-style palace in Kerry City. The palace was equipped with central air conditioning. The warm feeling relieved many old congressmen who had recurring cold legs.

"Is boring."

Xia Chuluo whispered next to Lu Wen.

Lu Wen suggested: "Go out for a walk?"

"Sneak away while they're having a meeting."

The two of them knew the entire surface and underground situation very clearly, so there was no need to learn more from the white-haired humans.

In the palace, the heads of various cities chatted with each other accompanied by translators.

The topic was nothing more than the situation from the war to the present.

There were hundreds of thousands more casualties in Mowu City, and everything was still under control. It was much better than the last time the androids rioted. The androids that time were mostly domestic-type androids, and gained the closeness and trust of humans. It was in a human home, and a big riot suddenly started at night.

Two western cities have successively evacuated most of their residents over the past two months.

The situation in other cities is different.

The Second City of Androids is now overcrowded. There is enough fresh water and food, but there is not enough space. Five or six people may be squeezed into a small single room.

Subsequent expansion continues day and night.

In order to make rational use of space, many rooms had to be arranged like middle school dormitories for individual refugees.

Six p.m.

White candles lit up the candlelight.

Snowflakes were falling outside the window, and the glass was fogged.

It was warm inside the palace.

One after another exquisite dishes were served, the long table was covered with gorgeous tablecloths, and guests were seated all around.

There were several strange-looking guests at the banquet, all covered in white hair. At least the heads of the cities on the surface had truly seen these underground races for the first time.

In order not to appear rude, they didn't speak in advance. They really didn't know what to call them.

"Just call us Baimao."

A simple yet polite name.

A dinner party can bring the two parties closer together, at least they won't get into a fight while eating.

The long tables in the palace are made of solid wood and are very heavy. There will be no situation where the table will be overturned due to a disagreement. It is estimated that only Lu Wen at the scene has the strength to overturn the table.

The next step is to chat while eating, which is a simple understanding of each other.

The topic of history is an easy source of contention, so both parties were smart enough to avoid discussing it at dinner.

"Let's go now."

After the dinner is over, it's time to get down to business.

So Lu Wen and Xia Chuluo took advantage of the dinner party to sneak away quietly.

The street lights are on.

Pure white snow accumulates on top of street lamps.

In the bright light, you can see the flying snowflakes.

After the armistice, the city of Kerry was exceptionally peaceful. Men and women walked on both sides of the streets where the snow was still shallow. It had not yet reached the worst cold period, so they did not want to stay at home all day.

From a normal perspective, most of the buildings in this city are more artistic than those high-rise buildings made of steel and concrete.

Fatty Jiang, who had received the news in advance, drove over.

"Haha, brother Lu Wen, I haven't seen you for three months and you haven't changed at all."

"I am immortal and immortal..."

"Ahem... I'm doing this to relieve the embarrassment." Fatty Jiang introduced with a smile: "This is Kristina. You have all seen the photos before. This time I come to see the real person..."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the tall woman next to him.

"Christina, these are the Miss Xia and brothers Lu Wen I often tell you."

What followed was a not-too-awkward introduction to each other.

Kristina is a very talkative girl, and she is quite proficient in southern languages without any accent.

In the car, Xia Chuluo asked directly.

"When will you be married?"

"Ah this..."

Fatty Jiang was caught off guard, and his hand holding the steering wheel trembled slightly.

Kristina was not as coy as him, and replied with a smile: "In April next year, Fatty said that Lu Wen predicted that the war would end before March next year. At that time, we will hold two weddings in Cree City and Mowu City. He also chose a place in the northern suburbs of Kerry and is building a cabin for our honeymoon.”

Xia Chuluo nodded: "It's very warm."

Cabin in the snow.

The fireplace is burning warmly, snowflakes are falling outside, the lights are warm, and there is only the sound of falling snow all around.

You can also raise a hound. You can hunt in the forest on weekdays and go to the frozen river to cut ice. April is also the season for cutting maple sugar.

Many things are quite beautiful when I think about them.

"Brother Lu Wen, how about you being my best man?" Fatty Jiang asked.

"Of course." Lu Wen agreed readily.

Kristina promptly asked Xia Chuluo if he was interested in being her bridesmaid.

Although they had only known each other for less than an hour, the two of them were still able to chat.

Xia Chuluo thought for a moment that he probably wouldn't have much chance to wear a wedding dress in this life, so he agreed.

"Fat man, it's time for you to lose weight. Pay attention to the three-high problem and don't let Christina become a widow." She reminded seriously.

"Okay, no problem!" Fatty Jiang agreed happily.

Lu Wen suggested: "You can try some weight loss meals."

"Of course! But...should the weight loss meal be eaten before or after the meal?"

“…”

“Does eating two servings at one time double the weight loss?”

“…”

It was a very peaceful night.

Cities in the surface world are quite peaceful.

Perhaps it was the sudden regional truce that made all underground races think more.

That night, there were far fewer gunshots on the ground.

The residents of every surface city barely slept peacefully.

But the high-level world finally broke out after three months of accumulated public opinion.

"Mr. Yin Long has not shown up for nearly three months. Is he feeling guilty? He also did not show up at the last tripartite talks. Instead, he delayed time with a hasty 'Kingdom of Heaven' coming.' What is he afraid of?"

At night, there were crowds of people, and dense crowds flocked to Haoyue Building.

More and more doubts are weighing on Yin Long and Haoyue.

The voices supporting Yin Long are also decreasing.

Lu Wen and RA made several brief appearances during this period, and revealed some news to the residents of the high-rise world in advance.

There are some messages about 'History may be wrong', 'The truth is too cruel', 'Yin Long is a liar'.

So on this night three months later.

Traditional performing arts that people all over the world know have finally exploded in the high-end world.

[March on the streets]

The demands of the residents of the high-rise world are simple.

"Either tell us the specific situation of the current war and let us join the war and invest everything to win this war, or let Yin Long come out and explain everything clearly."

"SA and RA must know more information. I hope they can come clean and tell us the truth..."

It has been three months since the war broke out.

All kinds of rumors seem to have wings and fly all over the sky.

Some of the belligerent sentiments of the residents of the high-rise world have also been worn away.

A large amount of news about ground strength is also constantly flowing among the higher worlds.

Of course, many of these messages were released deliberately by Lu Wen.

"The central city below us looks very powerful, right? But the central city is only one of the nine cities in the surface world. Don't be blindly confident anymore. The combined strength of the entire underground can at most equal the two cities on the surface. A city…”

"I heard that the three months of war did not have much impact on the major cities on the ground at all..."

All kinds of depressing news are spreading more and more widely in the upper world.

Disappointment, unwillingness, helplessness and other emotions fermented among the residents, and everyone was like a volcano covered by negative emotions.

The march that ultimately led to this outbreak.

Since Yin Long was the leader of hatred and war, he disappeared for three months after the war, so the spearhead of this parade was directed at Haoyue.

Nuo Da's Haoyue Building was completely surrounded.

"Please don't get excited. Mr. Yin Long has just been busy directing the war on the ground, so he can't get away. He will give everyone an explanation soon."

Haoyue's staff were so worried that they stood high above the crowd with loudspeakers and loudly explained.

Even they themselves don't know where Yin Long has been in the past three months.

Someone in the crowd held up a sign and shouted: "If this is really the case, why don't we know the details of the war? Is it because we are about to lose?"

"Of course not! We won't fail!"

Several people in charge of Haoyue's real power also loudly calmed the people's emotions from high places.

Their status is high enough to know the true status of the current war.

This war is bound to be lost!

In fact, they are currently more anxious than these ordinary residents. If the ground war is defeated, their land floating in the sky will definitely be liquidated in the end. By then, no one will be able to escape, or even return to the ground.

But they cannot show any negative emotions.

If even they are messed up, there will be no hope at all.

Just when the public's mood was getting higher and higher, the lights in the entire Haoyue Building suddenly turned on, making the entire night look like day.

[Everything is under control]

[We will win the final victory]

[do not worry]

A few lines of words like this suddenly appeared on all the virtual advertisements in the air near Haoyue.

The bright and dazzling fonts temporarily silenced everyone.

Next, I saw the square behind Haoyue Building suddenly sinking and cracking, and a huge noise rumbled.

The lamps shook and the lake rippled.

The whole world seemed to be shaking.

Huge flying vehicles rose from the ground.

It was loaded with humanoid machines suitable for combat.

At a rough glance, there are at least more than 100,000.

Through the translucent glass, you can see that the humanoid machines all look exactly the same, with indifferent expressions, and pairs of dead eyes flashing with cold blue light.

This is part of the strongest fighting force underground.

Haoyue's senior staff all heard Yin Long's voice in their headphones at this moment, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

They loudly said: "Have you seen those humanoid machines? Haoyue is going to send them to support the races that are fighting on the ground. This is just the first batch of support, and there will be more in the future..."

"We will win this war!"

"Please everyone go back first, it's not time to go to the battlefield yet..."

The parade lasted until daybreak.

With the strong guarantees of many high-level officials in Haoyue, all the residents temporarily dispersed.

This army of humanoid machines has indeed managed to calm people's hearts.

The buildings of the three companies are not far apart.

Lu Wen had been standing in the top-floor office of Fanxing Building, with his hands behind his back, watching the entire process through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

"After another delay, Yin Long probably doesn't have many options left. Where will he escape to?"

During this time, he understood the strength of the entire underground world.

Through the performance of the war in the past three months and the analysis and comparison of various data, Lu Wen can probably draw a simple conclusion.

Almost over.

(End of chapter)