Gene of Brilliant City 13 Division

Chapter 667 Special Chapter. Heavenly Punishment IV

"What do you want to be when you grow up?"

A woman smiled gently and was ironing some clothes in the room. In the small and chaotic space, a white-haired boy stared intently at the video data of humans landing on the moon.

"I want to be an astronaut mom!"

"Very good, to be an astronaut, my son is really ambitious!"

In a trance, Baitou came back to his senses, watching the news broadcast on the old TV on the street, and Baitou recalled the things he had thought about when he was a child, but in such a city, such a place, that tiny dream soon will be swallowed up by reality.

Many people started talking about the various feats that NAS had announced to the world in the past, and everything it did afterward because of the deterioration of the world's environment.

And what the NAS has discovered now, the white head stood quietly at a pole on the side of the street, listening carefully to the news.

A huge project is about to start, and NAS directly released recruitment information to scientific researchers all over the world, hoping to gather the world's top scientists to carry out the next step of the huge asteroid landing project.

"What the hell am I doing?"

Baitou smiled, took out his pocket, and found that the cigarette was gone, he touched the other pockets again, looked at the medicine in his hand with a helpless smile, the last 100 yuan has been given to the pharmacy, don't say it now After buying cigarettes, I didn't even have my own dinner.

"I can only go to Lao Li's place for a meal."

Baitou smiled and walked away, everything here will end sooner or later, everything is dilapidated everywhere, and those in power seem to have given up everything here, no one intends to clean up this mess.

In the eyes of Baitou, the current world is already rotten. Developed countries are trying their best to keep their country's coastline, and wars have been raging all over the world, and businessmen are still living freely. Especially those merchants who have nothing to do with war.

Only those poor people suffer, or we are born into the poor class. No one is willing to do anything for all this, because everyone cannot protect themselves.

The reason why this place can continue to hold on is because everyone needs such a black zone to release their suppressed emotions.

When Baitou came to a dilapidated apartment building, a lot of children were playing on the muddy floor. After Baitou walked over, several younger children leaned over, and Baitou pulled out the bottom of his pocket, then shook his head with a helpless smile. Shake your head.

Several residents greeted him, and Baitou walked up the cracked stairs and returned to his hut. The inside was cleaned up very clean, but the furnishings were also very monotonous. Baitou dug out a pack of cigarettes from home. , lying on the bed tiredly.

Can't do anything, can't do anything, this feeling is terrible, there was a coughing sound from next door, Baitou stood up, touched his pocket, could only open the door with a helpless smile, walked to the side to compare Large single apartment.

This is the place where an old man lives. He lives a good life. I heard that he used to be a scientist, but in Baitou's opinion, he should be the kind of scientist who doesn't have any particularly good research results. After all, if there are really good ones Research results will not come to this kind of place.

Dong dong dong

Baitou knocked on the door, and a gray-haired, stooped old man opened the door. He covered his mouth and was still coughing.

"Is there anything I can help you with, sir!"

The old man took Baitou's hand and pulled him into the house. In the originally spacious apartment, there were a lot of books piled up everywhere, and the only place where he could stand was the kitchen and a small area of ​​the living room.

On weekdays, Baitou earns a little extra money by running errands for the old man.

"I'm out of money!"

The old man said with a smile, and the white head nodded.

"You think of me because you don't have money? Now that you have these things, you can copy them for me."

The old man said as he took out a note that looked a little messy. Although Bai Tou couldn't understand these things, he would copy them carefully every time. The way he recorded some notes made the old man agree.

Baitou found a place where he could stand, and began to read the notes carefully.

"Why is it so troublesome every time? It's just fine to use the computer directly."

"If you're unreliable with things, it's more reassuring to write by hand. Well, stop talking nonsense and copy it quickly."

Bai Tou began to copy carefully, and after seeing the order of the notes, he listed these messy fonts and some things that looked like formulas in detail.

The old man nodded in satisfaction, then took out 100 yuan and put it on the table, and brought an ashtray over.

"I said whitehead, haven't you ever thought about learning something? You are obviously very smart."

"What's the use of learning?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Baitou asked back, and Baitou smiled helplessly.

"You are only in your 20s, and the years to come are still long. What are you going to do? Have you thought about the future?"

"It's not your turn to talk about it, but have you had any great research results before?"

The old man smiled.

"I sold one of the particle collision technologies to NDS, so now I have nothing to worry about."

The white head looked at the old man in surprise.

"Really or not, then you should live in a villa, drive a luxury car, and have a robot butler."

The old man laughed loudly and shook his head.

"I still like this kind of monotonous life. By the way, I wrote some books recently. When the time comes, you can copy them for me. I will pay you."

The old man said and put a lot of manuscripts in front of Baitou.

"The Destroyer of Worlds?"

Baitou laughed and looked at the pile of manuscripts with great interest. It still looked like the same thing, but he didn't have time to read these things, so he just copied them.

"I will go out in a few days, just ask you to help me watch the house, 100 yuan a day."

"So it's a good deal? Where are you going, old man?"

The old man said with a smile.

"To the World Science Symposium."

As he said that, the old man took out an exquisite invitation letter, casually glanced at Baitou and looked at the old man with some surprise, it was a very respectful invitation letter.

"If I were you, I wouldn't come to this kind of place to suffer."

The old man glanced at the white head.

"Do you want to come with me? You can also be my bodyguard."

Baitou immediately shook his head and refused, the old man coughed, and he looked at the invitation letter with some concern.

"This world will come to an end one day."

Baitou didn't listen to the old man's muttering, he would say these words from time to time, and Baitou felt that the old man was just worrying.

"Are you really not going with me?"

Baitou still shook his head.

"How about I give you 500 yuan a day?"

"Okay, I'll be your bodyguard!"

(End of this chapter)