MTLNOVEL Chapter 505 They are in the hands of City No. 9
Chapter 505 They are in the hands of City No.
I had some things to do, so I passed through Ancheng, and then I met the girl you mentioned. She seemed to be sick and dying.
You said that robot is called Sansheng, right?
At first, it took the initiative to find me in Ancheng and took me there. "
He glanced at Jiang You, and when she didn't reply, he continued.
"So, no matter how powerful artificial intelligence is, it still has flaws. That robot doesn't understand what death is at all...
Do you know what I saw then? "
The girl didn't know how long she had been sleeping. She had a heartbeat and breathing, but she couldn't wake up, couldn't eat, and was almost thin.
There is a sling bottle hanging on the arm, and nutrient solution is being infused.
The nutrient solution was probably made by the robot itself. When I went there, it had just made a cup of hot milk and delivered it to the bedside.
Say,
'Hello Long Luo, it's a sunny day today. Do you want to go out and take a look? '
'Hello Long Luo, do you need new friends today? '
Hahaha, do you think it’s funny or not?
It took me back, thinking that girl needed a new friend, tsk tsk tsk, silly electronic waste..."
Jiang You could almost imagine the scene at that time from the description of Qi Louzhu.
When they met for the first time, Sansheng said to it: "Hello, human being."
Every time after that, it started with, "Hello, Jiang You."
Long Luo once said that the core program instructions of Sansheng are companionship and protection.
So it is estimated that even if Long Luo turns into bones, it will continue to accompany her in her tomb.
"Did you send Long Luo to City No. 9?"
"I just used this matter as a conversation starter and casually said a few words in front of the people in City No. 9, and then they didn't know how to convince the robot.
Later, many such imitation robots were sold to us. "
Seeing that Jiang You's eyes were a little cold, Master Qi smiled.
"Jiang You, from another perspective, maybe I saved Long Luo's life.
City Nine is very interested in that robot, so it will definitely find a way to stabilize Long Luo's vital signs to control the robot.
City No. 9 has the most advanced medical equipment system and the most powerful healing power users. It is better for the dragon to land there than in An City. "
Jiang You raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Don't change the topic and continue talking about City No. 9."
A trace of doubt flashed in Qi Louzhu's eyes. Could it be that he had guessed wrong?
Jiang You didn't seem to care about Long Luo's life or death.
"If she were your friend, I could tell you something in more detail."
"No, I'm just curious. It's just because we've met a few times. Her life or death has nothing to do with me. Let's continue. You just said..."
On the surface, Dawn Tower is allied with her, but behind the scenes, she may be a two-faced person and collude with City No. 9.
She always felt that the high priest was not just helping her plan the fire of City No. 9, but there was something hidden inside.
But once we get to No. 9 City, everything should be clear.
City Nine.
Wang family.
A beautiful young man was kneeling neatly on the shiny marble floor. He held out a cigar that had not yet been finished smoking. The young man held it with both hands.
"Stab~"
The cigar burning with sparks was lightly pressed into the young man's cigarette-scarred palm, making a burning sound.
But the young man didn't even frown. He seemed to be used to this scene.
He just put away the extinguished cigar, then put his hands on his knees and knelt upright next to the sofa.
The owner of the cigar is Wang Lin, the eldest son of the prince.
Every furnishing in this house has been carefully designed. There are only a handful of such luxurious villas before the apocalypse, let alone after the apocalypse.
There were sixteen dishes on the table, each of which was delicious, delicious, and tasty, but Wang Lin had no appetite at all.
I just took two random bites and it was thrown away.
The big bucket containing the kitchen waste was carried out from the back door of Wang's house and did not need to be disposed of at all.
As soon as the barrel was put down, a swarm of survivors rushed up, scrambling to grab the contents of the barrel.
"Roast chicken, I found a whole roast chicken!!"
"what is this?"
"Beef, this is mine!"
"The white rice is still hot, eat it quickly!"
"..."
They scrambled to grab the kitchen waste in the bucket and stuff it into their mouths, and sometimes even fought over something.
The attendants of the Wang family watched the scene in front of them as usual, waiting for these people to empty the trash can and then take the empty bucket back into the house.
The people who had just been fighting for things dispersed instantly, and some people were unwilling to leave, waiting for the back door to open again.
Whether it is before or after the apocalypse, the gap is always huge.
The one percent of people control nearly 99% of the wealth.
The same goes for the Wang family, the most luxurious existence in the entire No. 9 City.
The food waste dumped at their back door is enough to feed thousands of people with supernatural powers.
Many dishes were thrown away without being touched, and rags, shoes, and food were all being fought over.
In the restaurant, Wang Lin seemed to have thought of something and became increasingly unhappy.
He kicked him with a heartless kick, and the young man kneeling on the ground was kicked backwards and hit hard against a blue and white porcelain vase.
"Snapped!"
The blue and white porcelain that was as tall as a person became brittle in response. The young man ignored the glass shards on the floor and quickly knelt on the ground again, his head bowed deeply.
The knee that was punctured by the fragment instantly oozed blood...
"Damn thing, damn Dawn Tower! He actually skipped me and sent Jiang You directly to the old man's hands. It's his birthday in two days. He can obviously give it to me, so let me give it to the old man first!"
"Those who are blinded by lard, does he think the old man will reward him with something?!"
The more Wang Lin thought about it, the angrier he became. He took a few steps forward and grabbed the boy's hair, forcing him to raise his head in a humiliating manner.
"What were you thinking absentmindedly just now? Do you also think that the second child is more suitable to be the next head of the family than me?!"
The young man's clear eyes were bloodshot, but he still said nothing.
"Damn, damn, when can you speak!"
"I know you all look down on me, even the shady high priest of the Tower of Dawn is doing it in disguise!
When they accepted my robot, they said they were optimistic about me, bah!
Go to hell!
I am the eldest son of the Wang family. The Wang family belongs to me. Why don’t you take me seriously? Damn it! Damn it!
All deserve to die! "
"Wait, wait, you will pay the price!"
He kicked hard one after another, stepping hard on the young man's body.
It seems that only by trampling on the person who was aloof and dismissive of him in this way can he heal his anger.
Wang Qichuan, the head of the Wang family, has two sons, the eldest son Wang Lin and the second son Wang Wei.
As the two sons grew up, overt and covert fighting behind the scenes was inevitable. Wang Qichuan turned a blind eye and allowed them to fight and form cliques.
Anyway, whoever has the ability in the end will leave the family property in his hands.
Both are his sons, whoever wins will win.