The plan to transform humans proposed by Chen Chen was eventually named the "RoboCop" plan.
In the afternoon of the next day, Chen Chen walked out of Zurama's minister's office, got into the car with a satisfied look, and left quickly.
At this time, on the balcony on the third floor of the Ministry of Resources building, Zurama looked at Chen Chen's back with a complicated expression and was speechless for a long time.
"The climate has changed. He has the final say in Namibia..."
Watching the car slowly go away, Zurama suddenly had an idea deep in his heart: If the businessman's car suddenly exploded at this time, would it be more beneficial to the Namibian government
Although Blacklight Technology will cause chaos and cause huge economic losses, Namibia can also take the opportunity to receive a large amount of wealth and technology. This wealth may even be enough to make Namibia surpass the Rainbow Nation and achieve the status of African hegemon...
But the next second, Zurama completely gave up this idea.
Because he knows that once Chen Chen dies, in addition to the above situation, there is another situation that is more likely, that is, the Central Continent District and the North America District will take action instantly and come to snatch the assets left by Chen Chen. When the time comes, a pack of wolves will surround him. Unless Namibia is willing to fight against these behemoths, it will have no choice but to reluctantly return these technologies to the Central Continent.
Otherwise, no matter who becomes president, he will die miserably...
What's more, if Chen Chen dies, who will support his candidacy? Who can still allow himself to sit on the throne of Namibia's president
Therefore, this idea only flashed through Zurama's mind, and then disappeared again.
At this time, Zurama's heart was extremely complex. On the one hand, he hoped that his country could become independent and independent, and on the other hand, he hoped that he could stand on the top of power in Namibia. However, these two options are incompatible...
Thinking of this, Zurama could only close his eyes with pain on his face and take a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, he took out his mobile phone and tried to check his bank account in Switzerland.
Just now, an extra US$30 million was quietly added to this account's name...
Seeing such a thrilling number, Zurama's eyes showed no fluctuation. The money no longer meant much to him. Perhaps a few years ago, this huge number would have made him ecstatic. , but now, it can only attract his slight sideways glance.
Immediately, Zurama closed the account, cleared all usage records, and finally closed the computer.
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While Zurama was working on the "Rehabilitating Human Rights Act" proposed by Chen Chen, Qian Wenhuan had already begun casting.
At this time, Qian Wenhuan was sitting at the conference table bored, watching his team continue to move thick piles of documents from the police station. These documents were piled on the conference table less than half a person high, but there were still new ones. Materials were moved in continuously.
"Mr. Qian, these are the information on injured and disabled police officers in Namibia. From 2000 to the present, they are all here."
An assistant walked over silently and reminded in a low voice, "There are three hundred and twenty copies in total."
"very good."
Qian Wenhuan clapped his hands, and everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked here.
"Everyone, I hope to follow the requirements in the plan and find out all the regulations that match the options in the 'RoboCop Project'."
Qian Wenhuan reminded, "Because it is a preliminary election, the conditions can be relaxed. Once the number of qualified people is finally determined, we can proceed to the next step of screening based on the target number."
"Yes, I understand..."
Everyone answered scatteredly, and then one by one they picked up the pile of documents, opened them one by one and read them.
The same goes for Qian Wenhuan. He did not leave this task entirely to the subordinates. Instead, he screened with everyone to find qualified personnel targets.
In fact, those who were from a long time ago have basically given up. First, it has been twenty-five years since 2000, and the police officers who were injured and disabled at that time were at least forty or fifty years old. At this age, both in terms of adaptability and His reaction ability has greatly declined, and coupled with many years of disability, even though he can still move, he has lost the ability to continue handling cases.
Therefore, Qian Wenhuan focused on looking for those police officers who had been injured and disabled in recent years.
But in this case, the conditions are indeed a bit too harsh.
In the next hour, Qian Wenhuan read a dozen of them in a row, but none of them were satisfactory. Either the other party was too old, or the other party was not disabled enough. He only lacked arms and legs, and rarely had the whole body. Paralysis occurs.
But after thinking about it, Qian Wenhuan felt relieved. After all, Namibia's national power is very weak. No matter medical or other conditions are guaranteed, the people are even poorer. Once there is a serious casualty accident, those people will basically not be able to be saved. of.
Even if they are really saved, they will starve to death due to poverty and loss of ability to take care of themselves.
Thinking of this, Qian Wenhuan frowned and continued searching.
Finally, the ID photo on the document made his eyes light up.
It was a white man, wearing the uniform of a first-class superintendent. His name was Brooke Humphrey, and he was a native resident who moved here during the German colonization.
He has brown hair and black eyes, not the blond hair and blue eyes unique to the Caucasian race. However, his cheek lines are as three-dimensional as the Caucasian race, with a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and sharp hawk-like eyes. Have thin, sharp lips.
This Brooke almost has a righteous and awe-inspiring face. Although it is a bit rough, it is surprisingly pleasing to the eye.
Immediately, Qian Wenhuan continued to look down.
Brooke is only thirty-two years old this year, and just two years ago, when he turned thirty, he was unfortunately hit by a stray bullet in the spine during a conflict to arrest criminals.
At that time, the situation was not so bad that he was paralyzed, but when he was taken to the hospital, the doctors made a major mistake during the operation, which ultimately led to his complete paralysis from the neck down.
"Not bad...Young, outstanding appearance, sufficient injury conditions, and the injuries are in line with the publicity plan. Now there are only two requirements left: family and personality."
Seeing this, Qian Wenhuan suddenly became excited. He took out a marker and marked the selected signal in the information, and then took all the information back.
Qian Wenhuan's only worry is that two years have passed and he doesn't know if this person is still alive.
Next, Qian Wenhuan found another more suitable document, but unlike before, this was a black man.
In fact, the black police detective named Bray Morton was only twenty-five years old, and his appearance was ordinary. Although the appearance requirements were a little low, the other party had racial advantages, which could not be ignored.
And his experience was even more horrifying. When he was investigating a D product case without authorization, he was ambushed by a D dealer. His limbs were cut off and turned into human sticks. In the end, he survived tenaciously.
And all this happened less than a year ago.
Seeing this, Qian Wenhuan almost didn't hesitate and put this document directly on the candidate list, even with a higher priority than Brooke before.
Next, Qian Wenhuan sat quietly for more than half an hour, until he read through all the forty or fifty documents in front of him, but could not find any that met the requirements. Either the other person was old or the injury was not severe enough. There is no way to make a fuss about these aspects.
Stretching, Qian Wenhuan raised his head, threw the two documents into the center of the conference table, and said at the same time, "I selected two, you speed up, and after the selection is completed, send me all the selected targets. Come to the office."
With that said, he turned and left the conference room.
Next, Qian Wenhuan returned to the office to correct a few documents. It was not until the end of the morning that the secretary walked in with only seven or eight pieces of information.
"Mr. Qian, the materials for this selection are all here. Please take a look."
Qian Wenhuan nodded and asked the other party to put the information on the desk, and then took one and opened it.
This time the speed was much faster. It only took him more than ten minutes to read through the seven materials selected by everyone.
Then, Qian Wenhuan hesitated for a moment, and finally kicked out the information of the two oldest police officers. These two police officers were already over forty. Although they were only middle-aged, they were still included in the list. Qian Wenhuan PASS.
Then, he removed a more abstract-looking police officer and another who was only paralyzed in the lower body but could still use his arms.
In the end, apart from the two materials he had selected previously, only one still met the requirements.
It was a man named Hodge. He was different from the previous two. When he was chasing the gangster's vehicle, the impact of the other party caused the vehicle to roll over, which eventually caused a fire, resulting in severe burns all over his body.
This man named Hodge has lost all the skin on his body. At the same time, his hands and feet were burned to char, completely losing their physiological meaning, and even his facial features were completely burned.
The burnt parts even included his trachea and lungs, and now he can only live in the intensive care unit and be forced to die.
After looking at the date when the incident happened, it turned out to be only half a month ago. Seeing this, Qian Wenhuan couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up with a bang and said to his secretary, "Go and inform the company about the incident in Wenzhou." The Dehok office asked him to go to Windhoek General Hospital immediately, find a patient named Hodge, and tell the hospital that this patient's life must be saved no matter how much money is spent."
Then, Qian Wenhuan thought for a while and added, "By the way, I would like to inform the company's transportation department that I need a private helicopter to go to Windhoek."
"clear."
The secretary understood immediately and quickly walked out of the office.
Looking at the three-point information in his hand, Qian Wenhuan was in a dilemma. He wanted to choose Huo Qi directly, but the other two people were also very qualified, so he thought about it and simply took all three information. Then get in the elevator and go up to the top floor.
After arriving at the top floor with ease, Qian Wenhuan immediately spotted Chen Chen sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window opposite the elevator because the entire top floor was an office.
"Old Qian, you're here."
Chen Chen didn't seem surprised by Qian Wenhuan's arrival. He just stared at the table very seriously, as if he was looking at something that ordinary people couldn't see.
Seeing Chen Chen maintaining the same posture from beginning to end, Qian Wenhuan couldn't help but feel a little strange. He looked towards Chen Chen's table, but was even more dumbfounded, because there was nothing at all on the table where Chen Chen was staring.
"Boss, what are you doing?"
Qian Wenhuan said in shock.
"I'm looking at the microscopic world."
Chen Chen did not raise his head, but replied calmly, "There is a planet in front of me, and there are a group of strange-looking aborigines on the planet, but the life span of these aborigines is extremely short."
"Furthermore, because I'm too big, they can't see my existence, but I can look down at them and silently observe their lives..."
Qian Wenhuan opened his mouth again, but didn't say anything. He didn't quite understand what Chen Chen meant.
"If you talk about it in human terms, it means that I am observing this speck of dust in front of me and a group of bacteria on the dust."
Only then did Chen Chen raise his head. He raised a smile and said, "Old Qian, do you think there is an observer above our earth? The reason why we can't detect him may not be He is hiding, but we don’t even have the power to discover him... "
"But then isn't it God?"
Qian Wenhuan frowned. At this time, he had long been deeply influenced by the dogma of God's forbidden area and had a completely negative attitude towards the existence of God.
"No, of course not God."
Chen Chen shook his head, "According to the Bible, God created this world, but the observer only observes. He is not responsible for 'creation', but often represents 'destruction'."
At the end of the sentence, Chen Chen suddenly stretched out a finger, lightly pressed it on the desk in front of him, and then wiped it back with force...
When Chen Chen raised his finger again, a thin black mark appeared on the desk in front of him.
That dust was crushed by Chen Chen.
Seeing this scene, Qian Wenhuan's expression moved slightly. Although he understood the meaning of Chen Chen's words, he did not understand Chen Chen's actions.
What's more, can humans really see microorganisms like bacteria with just the naked eye
But obviously, Chen Chen seemed to be just talking casually. He didn't explain anything, but instead asked, "Has the candidate been decided?"
"Not yet. There are currently three options. It's hard for me to choose, so I came here to ask for your advice, boss."
Qian Wenhuan shook his head, took out all the three-point information and placed it in front of Chen Chen.
Immediately, he saw Chen Chen flipping through the pages at a speed of two seconds, and it took him less than three minutes to read all the information.
But this scene is something Qian Wenhuan is accustomed to, because every time he provides Chen Chen with information, the other party reads it so quickly. Not only can he finish it, but he also has a photographic memory of the above content. .
At this time, Chen Chen threw the three documents back on the table. He thought for a while and then said, "These three people are all in good condition. In this case, why don't we let them form a group?"