binary dead train

Chapter 329 Broker ([-])
The technician left quickly, curt and robotic.

And Turing's agent looked a little dissatisfied:

"Damn...you are the rookie king, how can they treat you so casually?"

As he said that, he rubbed his hair vigorously, and the hairspray on it was torn off by him.

"You haven't answered my previous question."

No one likes being locked in a cage and connected to an instrument to check the body, and the carelessness of the technicians makes Turing more comfortable.

"No, they are belittling you! To a certain extent, this shows that some people don't take you seriously!" The economic man waved his hand violently. The episode made his attitude a little anxious, and a person walked to the side and muttered Gudi didn't know what to say, and walked back after a few minutes:
"Okay...Mr. Blazer, this may be a bad sign. Anyway...I'll answer your question now."

The cannula connected to the body made Turing's fatigue fade a lot.He shook the plane's ears and lowered his body slightly.

"The Great Holy Grail... that is the central AI of the city, and it is also the consciousness transmission service center. It serves the Tumi Chamber of Commerce and controls part of the city's operations, but it mainly deals with various consciousness transmission services and the Transcendent Colosseum. This It's common sense, Mr. Blazer. We may need to do a stack connection check on you when the points you earned as rookie king come out, you seem to be suffering from amnesia..."

The name of an artificial intelligence full of superstition... The "final verdict" for criminals is actually decided by artificial intelligence?
Turing's eyes flashed:
"Is there a temple here?"

Whether it was the first battle after entering this world, or the manual just now, they were all full of superstition.

The manager looked helpless, as speechless as if he was asked "Do people stand and walk?", and then nodded:

"Yes, Mr. Blazer, there is a temple here. The belief promoted by the Tumi Chamber of Commerce has many believers. The Great Holy Grail is still the treasure of the temple...I think, for these common-sense issues, let's talk about them at home, right now It's about to land. I'll help you order a Puniska entertainment guide book now... and the children's textbook series promoted by the Tomi Chamber of Commerce..."

Looking at the agent who seemed to be ordering online with some kind of projection mobile phone, Turing slowly got down on the ground.

"very good."

very good……

The broker twitched his lips.

"By the way... I forgot to say my name."

"My name is Iliad Finitz."

Seeing the inexplicable look of anticipation on the agent's face, Turing gave a faint "oh".

The former was instantly full of disappointment.

Seeing the other party's expression in his eyes, Turing's animal pupils narrowed.

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"This is your new home, Mr. Blazer... To be honest, I didn't even expect that under the title of 'King of the Arena', you could get such a large living space in the 'Survival Class'..."

Robots carried various facilities, and Turing's spider cage wandered around the huge modern residence, and Iliad's surprise voice came from beside him.

"Just let these robots move things... Let's go and see your 'nest' now."

The spider cage takes Turing deep into the room.

Aircraft, robots, sky-high super buildings, high-tech everywhere, and the outside air is obviously full of pollution.

The world is filled with a standard, fantasy of the future world.

In the mouth of Iliad, the house assigned to the new king by the Tumi Chamber of Commerce is integrated in the center of a Tongtian building. The traffic is achieved through the air booth, and then passes through the large supply corridor inside the building. There is a door like a modern military base. A heavy iron door with a serial number on it.

There are almost no pedestrians around this kind of house for fighting animals.

The entire space is larger than Turing's house in the real world, but there are only five large rooms of similar size:

The hall, the beast lair, the agent's bedroom, the showroom, and the physiological maintenance room.

The whole is made of cold metal cutting, and there is hardly any artistic decoration.

Or, these cold, hard surfaces could become an artistic style in their own right.

"I have a question."

"You have always had a lot of questions..." Iliad was ashamed on the way to the room through the hall.

"Why am I the 'Rookie King'."

In the arena before, there were only three opponents who really died at the hands of Turing, plus the first battle.

Moreover, the holographic exoskeleton and modified drones that had to be used many times under the emergency situation at that time were not investigated by the Tumi Chamber of Commerce after they came out.

This is where Turing is puzzled.

"The ratings, some audience votes, and the referee's ratings... To be honest, I think you are very suitable for multiplayer competitions. After all, you are... different from other monsters. Sometimes you use your brain to kill your opponent, and you always It's with a story and a better look. Your final battle is heart-wrenching."

Iliad's answer answered Turing's doubts: from the objective point of view of competition evaluation, people outside the field and those in charge believe that the act of "borrowing a knife to kill" is not only novel, but also brings higher audience ratings.

Therefore, the three monsters who died in the hands of Stan's heavy armored beast were all counted as Turing's heads.

"As for your invisibility method... Isn't this a combination phenomenon caused by a physiological mechanism?" Iliad expressed doubts about this.

And this reaction means that people outside the venue believe that Turing's holographic exoskeleton comes from the oppressive mutation of synthetic beasts, and is combined with machinery... And this situation is not an exception.

This intensified Turing's curiosity about the world's technology.

Consciousness transmission and storage technology, synthetic animal biotechnology, unknown principles of oppressive mutations, and currently, a slightly weird social structure.

Compared with the beginning, the current situation is much better.

This time the world of trains is very different from the previous two.

take it easy.

Turing squinted his eyes and looked at his "nest".

A man-made rainforest area, with a lot of vegetation growing, and clean water is being sprayed on the zenith at this moment.At the end is a mound with caves inside.

"This is my room?"

"This is the most suitable...living environment for you based on AI calculations." Iliad heard something strange in the tone of the monster around him, and scratched his cheek, "Actually... it should be more comfortable than it looks a lot of……"

"Then you live."

At this moment, the spider cage had been opened, and Turing stood up and walked towards the manager's room with his barely repaired body, which had mutated to three meters in length.

"Eh, wait-"

As soon as the words fell, Turing only felt a strong electric current gushing out from the back of his head and spreading to his whole body, and his whole body suddenly fell to the ground——

"Mr. Blazer, your movement restrictions have not been lifted yet...you can't walk around for the time being."

Iliad cautiously walked to Turing's side, and met the gray animal pupils that suddenly opened.

"Movement restrictions?"

"In order to ensure the necessary safety of the Unlimited Beast...you understand. It will be released in a few minutes, and then you can walk around the room at will." Iliad smiled embarrassingly.

Turing's heart sank again.

After the initial pressure of survival has eased, other malevolence from this new world has gradually surfaced.

The first thing to bear the brunt is the consciousness stack placed on the back of his head.This thing is not only a locator, but also can control one's own life and death, and now it can also control one's own behavior...

Phantom limbs have daughter parasitism, and Turing is well aware of the horror of this control behavior.

I have to find a way to get rid of the thing on the back of my head... There is still too little information, so I can't be anxious.

A few minutes later, Turing got up from the ground and looked at Iliad after the restriction was lifted.

Regarding Turing's body at this moment, Iliad did not show any negative emotions of fear, but looked at him with excitement, as if looking at some kind of treasure.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll tear you apart?" Turing grinned Senhan's teeth.

"Haha, how is it possible." Iliad raised his hand and waved it with a smile, "I'm your manager, Mr. Blazer. Besides, the Beyond Limit Beasts are stars outside, and everyone likes you. Be safe. Sex is just an insurance... well, the insurance of the Tumi Chamber of Commerce. After all, the beasts in the high-level competitions are surprisingly big."

Liked criminal?
Is it because of being a kind of "competitive" star halo blessing?
Turing squinted his eyes, and had a better understanding of the "common sense" of this world.

Naturally, the message of "surprisingly big" was also kept in his heart.

"Moreover, there are many peripheral products, such as this."

As Iliad said, he took out a small pendant from his pocket.

The moment Turing saw the thing clearly, Turing's animal pupils shrank slightly.

It was a monster head made of plastic, about the size of a finger.

It is the image of "Kjaka".

(End of this chapter)