binary dead train

Chapter 315 Farewell, the third train journey
"Hi sir, please show your ID..."

The scarlet photosensitive eyepieces focused on the face of Wilson's security guard, shrinking like a SLR lens.

The colleague standing guard suddenly elbowed the security guard blocking the way, and quickly pulled him behind:

"Sorry sir, he just reported for duty today..."

The gray fox mask turned back to the front, and stepped in from the out of the way.

"That was just now..."

"Idiot, don't you die! Chairman Supervisor, you dare to stop?!"

Turing didn't pay much attention to the low-pitched reprimand from the security guard behind him, and walked straight into the lobby on the ground floor of the Wilson Building. The originally noisy lobby fell silent instantly, and a group of company employees who were about to leave from the main entrance instantly lowered their heads and stood aside Make way for it.

Four people who had been waiting for a long time followed Turing, and Jin Cheng, the leader, opened the terminal in his hand to report the company's affairs to Turing.After the group of people disappeared at the end of the hall, the atmosphere became noisy again.

"Who was that just now? What a big show."

"Chairman of the Supervision, Gray Fox...don't talk about it casually, be careful not to be sunk into the flat sea..."

……

"There are many new faces in the company today."

In the elevator, Turing flipped through the black market system on the terminal, which was a director terminal that Kahn re-given to him.

"Yes...Because all the new employees who joined a week ago have been handed over, you were not at the company yesterday, and these two days happened to be the start time for some new employees." Jinchenghui reported, raising his glasses a little nervously.

"Ah."

Seeing the other party's reaction in his eyes, Turing didn't say much, and quietly waited for the elevator to arrive.

In a week, the drastically changed urban environment allowed the constructors to walk on the street majestically. Therefore, the Wilson Building repurposed the former special employee passage for military use. If it is not necessary, Turing now generally enters through the main entrance.

After the "big purge" a week ago, Turing, who served as the chairman of the supervisory committee, used thunderous means to clear up the vicious struggles in the entire company, which were basically the bad habits spread by Jin Zairuan's lineage.And the changed company structure is no longer based on the complementarity of the two assets. The integration of the conventional industry and the constructor industry has been completed, and the bad name of the gray fox has spread through the mouths of ordinary people.

In terms of development, the immortality plan no longer restricts the number of people, and the number of new carbon mutators is increasing significantly, and the mortal filter combined with daughter seeds guarantees loyalty.Together with the expanded munitions business and trauma squad insurance, the entire Wilson Company completed its initial transformation in just one week and is thriving.

Stepping out of the elevator, Turing ended the hosting of a mid-level meeting within the next two hours.Because of the collapse of the Wu family and the establishment of Wu's heavy industry, a large number of assets and companies under its control were sold off, and a modern taxi company fell into the hands of Wilson Company.

A large amount of capital has seized the market of high-tech products, and Wilson has benefited from it through the trauma team service in another way. Turing is planning to expand the smart taxi service.The artificial intelligence model is not yet realistic, but it is no problem to let Garfield conduct special research on the amplitude propagation body through the world tree roots all over the Yezhou underground, and build a smart taxi network.

After consigning the rest of the company's daily work to Jincheng, Turing came to Kahn's office.

Lumao lay lazily on the smart office chair, squinting his eyes while playing with a holographic projector while answering the phone.

After noticing that Turing came in, his turquoise eyes blinked slightly at him.

"Your Excellency thinks too highly of yourself at this price. You have a chance to renegotiate within three hours, and my assistant will contact you again at that time, that's all."

Lu Mao hung up the phone, her slender and well-proportioned legs were lightly pressed against the armrest, and her head was slightly tilted:

"Master Qianmian is free to come to the company today?"

"When did you leave today?"

Turing stepped in to catch the holographic projector thrown up in the opponent's hand, pressed it lightly, and a small colorful map was projected in the air.

"Nine o'clock in the morning." Kahn snapped his finger, "Is it fun? Today Garfield got something that the Wu family sold on the black market, the holographic projector of the Evolution Institute."

"That is to say, they have completely broken with the mainland now?" The visor was separated, Turing turned off the holographic projection, and the phantom limb spread out, and quickly disassembled it into a large number of parts and placed them on the table.

"Well, since the mainland can't take care of Yezhou, the Wu family is going to do it alone." Lu Mao picked up the small parts on the table and looked at them in front of his eyes.

"Wu's Heavy Industry...has Lin Huai returned to the mainland?"

"It arrived yesterday, but I only received the news in the morning. He told us that the Iron Curtain has already known the situation in Yezhou, and will send someone to take charge of the overall situation after a while, but I am not optimistic about it."

The green hair lightly bounced off the office chair, sat on the table, and watched Turing reassemble the holographic projector and stuff it back into his hand:

"Interested? I'll ask Garfield to send you the technical information later."

"Thanks."

"You look troubled. Things are not going well with Bonga?"

Throwing the things in his hand aside, his long green hair drooped, and he noticed Turing's slightly tranced eyes.

"Come to say goodbye."

"?"

Kahn's expression froze for a moment:
"To Banga?"

"No."

Noticing the dignified expression of the other party, Turing smiled, stretched out his hand to straighten out his green hair, and then gently wiped his smooth cheeks:

"I just need to say goodbye, or I won't feel at ease."

"I don't understand what you mean..." Kahn narrowed his eyes.

"The company's current development direction has been basically set. What needs to be careful is Wu's Heavy Industry and keeping in touch with Lin Huai. At the same time, the war between the two combined groups will not break out in Yezhou City for the time being, but it won't be too long. .”

"Where are you going?" The turquoise pupils became more serious, and the lazy posture quickly faded away, gradually becoming sharper.

"Nothing, Kahn. Just a little sad."

His eyes glanced at the figure of Kahn sitting casually on the desk, the curves of his plump thighs flexibly stacked on the tabletop, and they were tightly closed.

Noticing Turing's gaze, Kahn tilted his head slightly, stared at it for a few seconds, then picked up the terminal and checked the time.

The next moment, the slender tail suddenly encircled Turing, and the two clinged together——

"So... want to relax?"

There was elastic overlapping in front of him, the soft sensuality on the waist ring, and the soft breath swept across the cheeks:

"Today's things can be postponed until evening..."

"Then there's no need to do the night's work now."

Turing pressed Lvmao's shoulder dumbfoundedly, signaling that he was fine.

Looking at Turing's expression, Kahn's blurred eyes returned to normal, and he touched the other's lips lightly:
"Well, a man who lacks sentimentality."

"Sachs, I will let my people continue to look for it."

"Um……"

Lu Mao lowered his eyes, and his state fell into a slump for a moment.

"It's useless to be anxious, worm nest..."

Turing smiled, and gently pinched the opponent's palm, Kahn leaned forward completely, and put his head lightly on Turing's shoulder.

The turquoise hair floated in front of his eyes, Turing's smile gradually subsided, the technology tree panel appeared in front of his eyes, and the countdown of the train jumped in the lower left corner.

"Wish me luck, Kahn."

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rumble--

The violent air flow, the shell-like falling off the floor, and the dialog box with the family on the terminal flickered at high frequency in an instant, turning into pitch black.

Turing put away the terminal, watched the layers of orange light flashing in front of his eyes, and slowly stopped.

The surroundings were already mottled, stepping through the dilapidated and old black cables, Turing walked across the platform and through the gate of the train.

[Hello, passenger.Welcome to the rail transit built and operated by Charon Company.We provide easy transportation to other memories.You currently have no destination selected. 】

The long-lost words echoed in my ears, the faint blue carriage started slowly and quickly entered a high-speed state, and everything outside the window turned into deep darkness.

In the swaying carriage, there were five figures sitting upright.

A man in ragged clothes was equipped with a black pipeline device, and his entire face was covered by an old night vision device. He was leaning on a huge black ore draft in his hand, and there were instruments piled up under his feet.

A man dressed in shabby clothes, a long windbreaker, and a hood, can faintly see the black faceguard under the hood.A scarf with strong texture is wrapped around the neck, and there are two slender blades on the back.

A somewhat familiar thin figure, a scrap iron mummy wrapped in bandages.The difference is that this time the mummy has a cobra helmet on its head and a scepter in its hand.

The closest to Turing was a burly man sitting by the window, half naked, with a silver light on the back of his neck and down the spine, which was a unique string of metal exoskeletons.

And the last one is also the most unique one.

That was the one that caught Turing's attention as soon as he entered the carriage——

A huge monster head completely blocked the road to the front compartment. Sen Han's sharp teeth reflected silvery luster, and his huge pupils were gray and full of evil spirit.

None of these "passengers" is ambiguous, which to a certain extent means that the danger will not exceed the castle research pavilion.What disappointed Turing was that none of these people seemed to be related to the world of demon gods.

The demon god technology is the foundation of everything. In order to complete the artificial demon god, Turing needs the knowledge of that world.

"The 'passengers' this time...seem to be very difficult."

After a brief look, he was not in a hurry, the train would always give him enough time to communicate with the passengers.Let's start with the closest one:
"Hello?"

The burly man with his upper body naked turned his head slowly and looked at Turing. With a fierce expression, his blue eyes suddenly turned into green vertical pupils, and they returned to normal in an instant:
"Say."

Have a personality.

Turing grinned and sat down beside him:

"What's the name? Need help?"

"Yes, of course." The burly white man slammed his body down, his cheeks sank in the shadows and turned sideways to Turing, his eyes shone with a glimmer of light:
"My name is Nerefin Bloodclaw, and I come from the Werewolf Clan of the Fog City Sewers."

　A little less, because a lot of time has been devoted to the outline and detail outline of the new dungeon in the past two days. I hope everyone can understand. After all, without these things, the story may collapse badly. The settings of this book are too many and complicated to plan well. Definitely not...

Originally, I wanted to write the opening of the new dungeon all at once today, but due to time, there is no other way.

The outline of the early stage has basically been established, let’s come with [-] words tomorrow, and the update time will be earlier.

　
(End of this chapter)