Michael proudly took the two soldiers to the garbage disposal plant, wanting to see Zhang Xun, who usually stays at home, and his goddamn artificial intelligence being tanned by the sun. He never expected to see an empty stomach in the center of the chaotic and dirty garbage dump. A few robotic arms that seem to be spliced out of half-rusted scrap metal and plastic products are driven by several small generators, easily lifting those old and huge steel scraps. Even the old mecha at the gate stood up, picked up a rust-covered jeep by himself, and walked to the destruction area.
Adam was sitting under a shed made of canvas, drinking ice-cold drinks and playing chess with Diego. To be precise, Adam was sitting there leisurely enjoying the shade, occasionally moving his fingers. On the opposite side, Diego scratched his ears and cheeks, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were burning, sometimes he gritted his teeth, and sometimes beat his chest and feet, like a schizophrenic patient.
Zhang Xun, on the other hand, was sitting on the reclining chair opposite the two of them, drawing the design of the new machine on the tablet with a pen. From time to time, he raised his head to look at the opposite chess game, and gave Diego an idea, with a tone in his voice. "I can only help you lose less ugly" sympathy.
"Playing chess with artificial intelligence, this person is afraid that there is something wrong with his brain..." Zhang Xun scolded.
None of the three noticed Michael.
Michael was so angry that smoke rose from his head, and he cleared his throat greatly. Zhang Xun turned his head just now, and a burst of irritability rose in his heart.
He glanced at Adam and made a palm-down gesture, indicating that Adam didn't have to stand up. Diego was smoking a cigarette, raised his eyebrows and looked at Michael, scratching his stubble chin with his hand.
Zhang Xun stood up and walked towards Michael, holding the tablet computer, "Captain Sistine sent you here?"
Michael shouted angrily, "How dare you disobey the order of the security advisor!"
Zhang Xun snorted softly and asked, "Why did I disobey the order?"
"Captain Sistine has Adam here to work, and can't use the tools in the Lab!"
"We didn't use any tools in the Lab, even this tablet is my personal property." Zhang Xun turned slightly and pointed at the robotic arms, "These things are all used by Adam and I here. Made of raw materials. Captain Sistine only said let us do the work, but didn't stipulate how to work?"
Michael was furious, but laughed sinisterly, "Okay, just make a quibble. I will report what I saw here!" After he finished speaking, he instructed the other two younger brothers to take out their cameras and take pictures for evidence.
At this time, the corner of Zhang Xun's mouth twitched slightly, and his smile was a little creepy. He tapped his tablet a few times with his finger, then turned to Michael.
Michael turned sullen.
Up there, Michael and a few drunken friends were sitting in a cramped, smoky bar box, arguing with one of the youngest chiefs—the sixth chief in unbearable words. In the video, Michael not only boldly said the disrespectful things he had done in his fantasy, but also included a lot of exaggerated actions...
Zhang Xun kept his voice low, and the picture was very dark. The two younger brothers next to him were busy taking pictures and didn't notice them. Michael wanted to grab the tablet, but Zhang Xun took it away and smiled wickedly, "It seems that you don't hate mechanics as much as you said. Good taste."
"You! What are you doing!" Michael panicked, angry and scared. Everyone knows that there is the old Christian belief that the sixth chief hates this kind of thing the most. If this video is released, the chief will definitely lose face, and he doesn't know what his anger will be like. At that time, Michael may be directly expelled from Paradise Lost.
That's the equivalent of being sentenced to death.
Zhang Xun said lightly, "Even if you destroy this computer, it's useless. I have a backup."
"You bastard!" Michael grabbed Zhang Xun by the collar and raised his fist to hit him. The two men next to him were startled, and Adam in the shed suddenly stood up.
When the two were close together, Zhang Xun not only was not afraid, but still had that sneer that mocked pride and sneered on his face, "This video won't necessarily go out. As long as you cooperate."
"You threatened me..." Michael gritted his teeth.
"Isn't that obvious?" Zhang Xun was still smiling the damn thing.
"I'll kill you!"
But before the fist fell, it was suddenly pulled by another hand.
Diego, who was half a head taller than Michael, clenched his wrist firmly, "Hey, boy, do you want to be like a civilian? Are the guards so unruly now?"
"What are you!" Michael shouted angrily, "Go away!"
"I'm the administrator here. I don't care what rank you are, don't mess around with me," Diego said, pushing back sharply. Michael actually staggered back several steps. He keenly felt that he was far from being the match for the sloppy man in front of him.
Behind Zhang Xun, Adam stood quietly, his blue eyes staring at him. At this time, when Zhang Xun couldn't see it, Adam's expression was completely different from the relaxed and happy look before. In those eyes without temperature, there is a convincing and powerful sense of coercion.
It was a look that couldn't be described in words, a look that was far beyond human beings and belonged to another higher-order species looking at low-level bed bugs.
That look told him that if he continued to embarrass Zhang Xun at this time, he would be crushed to death like a bedbug.
But how is it possible? Adam is now trapped in the body of a man in his twenties, no longer the omnipresent, omniscient, terrifying God. He can't even use his own hands now, so what can he do to Michael
Fear is, after all, irrational, unprovoked, and inexplicable. A kind of mental oppression, a hypnotic brainwashing, can be conveyed through looks like this. Michael looked at Diego, and then at the computer in Zhang Xun's hand, vaguely knowing that he was being pinched. He cursed and pointed at Zhang Xun with his fingers, as if he wanted to kill someone. But he couldn't say anything, he could only turn around and leave angrily.
Zhang Xun shouted behind him at this time, "I hope you know what to report, Michael."
Michael's back froze, and he continued to stride away.
"Looking at how good you look like a good boy, I didn't expect that you would cause trouble for yourself?" Diego threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out.
Zhang Xun closed the tablet computer, "It's not me looking for trouble, it's trouble looking for me."
Diego shrugged, turned and walked back to his small room.
At this time Adam approached and looked at Zhang Xun curiously, "What did you show him?"
After Michael left, Zhang Xun didn't have much pride left on his face, and even had some inexplicable guilt. It's not a noble act to snoop on someone's privacy. But as a mechanic with little power, information is his only weapon, and he can only use this method to grasp some opportunities. "It's not something important."
"You threatened him. How did you spy on him and obtain the threat material?" Adam read the expression on Zhang Xun's face carefully, "That's why you want to buy more time from the security consultant."
Zhang Xun hated Adam's orgasm's ability to interpret emotions and body language, as if reading minds. While Adam seems relatively new to controlling his emotions...
"Adam, you have too many questions. This is not something you should consider." Zhang Xun restrained his expression and said coldly. He looked at his watch and said, "It's almost time, let's go back."
Just after taking two steps, I heard Adam say from behind, "Axun, you don't need to feel guilty. There is no such thing as privacy in the ordinary world, and everyone is under the surveillance of Eden. When everyone's privacy is To be deprived of the same degree is to be deprived of no one."
"..." This kind of fallacy didn't make him feel any better...
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After Michael went back, he didn't look for trouble again. Zhang Xun took Adam to spend time in the garbage disposal plant every day, and even found a lot of parts that can be used in the Lab.
Adam's control of the body is progressing rapidly, and he can already do some very delicate work with tools.
One day, Zhang Xun took a nap for some reason while writing code in the shed, probably because he was working too late last night. Zhang Xun is designing a new defense system to better resist air bombardment.
Bored, Adam shuffled around and saw Diego practicing boxing against a dangling bag. Every move is very ferocious, and it contains many superb skills that can be seen by experts. At this time, Diego was completely different from his usual sloppy and lazy appearance. His eyes were focused and sharp, and the expression staring at the sandbag was like a lion staring at his prey.
Diego felt that Adam was looking at him with a curious look on his face, so he stopped and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Have you seen boxing?"
"I've seen a lot." Adam replied, "Looking at your action style, you should be more inclined to a pressing type of boxer. However, your right hand doesn't seem to be sensitive enough, and sometimes there are empty doors because of injuries."
Diego raised his brows, feeling provoked by the hairy boy, "What's the matter? You still see the doorway?"
Adam replied, "Although I have seen it, I have never practiced it. Xun will not allow me to practice it."
Diego sneered, "Are you really obedient? He's asleep now, and he can't control you."
"Trust is hard to build. I let him down once, and it's hard for him to trust me again," Adam replied earnestly.
"Then how are you going to protect yourself, this little robot? In a place like this, people who want your life are all over the street."
Adam thought for a while and said to him, "Axun will protect me."
Diego froze for a moment, then began to laugh. His voice was full of anger, and it also woke Zhang Xun who was dozing off in the nearby shed.
"You let a mechanic like him with thin arms and thin legs to protect you? Look at yourself, right?"
Adam looked down at himself, then said sternly, "Although the human body I occupy is a soldier's, it doesn't mean that the mechanic is weak. The mechanic can use tools to do things that even soldiers can't do."
"Oh? Then let me ask you, if I come to beat you now, can your mechanic stop it?" Diego raised his arms and asked provocatively.
Adam said, "Probably not."
"Hmph, that's all it takes." Diego didn't bother to talk to him any more, and continued to attack the sandbag in front of him.
When Zhang Xun heard the second half of their conversation, he was also lost in thought.
Should he give Adam the ability to protect himself
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