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Everyone couldn't help gasping.

Body of lotus root, three heads and six arms, surrounded by flames, holding a pointed spear in hand, and pedaling hot wheels.

Standing with his head up, he seems to be laughing, but also seems to be crying. He is wearing a hunting silk, which looks like his weapon, but also like a chain that binds him.

Everyone felt strong emotions, lonely, fierce, and seemed ready to break the paper.

"Why is there only one color, but I seem to see all the colors, no, I see a complete world."

"A work of art, this is a top-level work of art. It should be collected in the Federal Museum and passed down forever, so that future generations can see that we once had such great art."

Even some professionals who were dismissive of ink painting were shocked at this moment.

"Shocked, I thought ink painting was only suitable for expressing the vastness and leisure of landscapes. I didn't expect that it would have such a strong visual impact and emotional expression when used to draw characters."

"Close your eyes, this painting still appears in front of your eyes, detonating the effect in the observer's mind, No. 99 did it."

"I seem to see a person trapped in the shackles of fate, struggling and resisting, but unable to break free from the shackles of fate. The character has strong anger and hatred, but also has deep helplessness."

……

state of Hamburg.

A certain tattoo parlor.

The yellow-haired young man was lying on the tattoo bed, staring at the screen all the time, and suddenly became excited at this moment.

"I want this, I want this?"

"Big brother."

The white man said: "You already have dragon tattoos on your body, and Guan Gong tattoos. I'm afraid there is no room for you."

"No, I don't care, I want this." The yellow-haired young man stared at the screen, his eyes full of yearning: "Nezha·Ominous Signs·The oldest robot·Sihai bathing pool bully... This is very suitable for me, it is simply for me I tailor it."

"Have eyesight."

The tattoo artist gave a thumbs up: "I was also stimulated by the creation of No. 99, and now I am very inspired, art, I seem to have touched the threshold of art. Don't worry, boss, I will definitely tattoo it on your back. Then you go to the bath Take a shower and sure cover everyone."

"Haha, same as I thought."

The yellow-haired young man said excitedly: "I must be the first one to get Nezha tattooed."

The Nezha storm swept the world. On social platforms, the number of Nezha fans has skyrocketed, exceeding 1000 million.

Lonely bad boy.

Destroyer of worlds.

Born in fire and hatred.

The oldest robot.

……

It's pretty cool for some hippies and protective teens.

Tattoos, be sure to tattoo me, cover everyone.

……

Nutstone Technology Co.

CEO's office.

The president stared at the screen, and suddenly stood up. He was always calm and calm, but now he seemed flustered.

Drops of sweat leaked from the pores on his face, and the atmosphere in the dimly lit office looked eerie.

Jingle Bell.

The orange landline on the desk rang, and the president's facial muscles trembled, as if a little scared, but in the end, he connected the call.

"Did you see it all?" A man's voice came from the phone.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"I saw it too, it's scary, isn't it?"

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"Your work this time was a failure, should you succeed?"

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"Could it be that you can't even copy? You can't copy in front of you. Don't let me disappoint you again."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

The phone on the other side had been hung up, and there was a burst of electronic fluctuations from the microphone.

The president leaned on the sofa, loosened his tie, and wiped the sweat off his face.

After a while, he stood up, put on his coat, and left the office.

Take the special elevator to the 7th floor of the basement.

The headquarters of Guohe Technology Co., Ltd. is a vast industrial park.

The 7th floor underground is the warehouse of the President, and only he has the right to enter and exit.

"Please verify your fingerprint"

"Fingerprint verification passed"

"Please verify pupils"

"Pupil Verification Passed"

"Please enter the password"

"Password verification passed"

"Please verify the sound wave"

Your Excellency the President stood in front of the metal gate, pinched his Adam's apple with his fingers, and said, "I'm a genius, I'm a genius, I'm a genius."

Passing through this gate requires multiple password verifications, especially the final sound wave unlock.

Not only a unique sound wave is required, but also the correct voice password must be spoken.

Moreover, even if someone guessed the voice password is "I am a genius", who would have thought that it would need to be said three times.

"Sonic verification passed"

"Voice command is correct"

"It is being opened for you, welcome, Your Excellency the genius President"

The heavy metal security door opened silently, and a silver-white room appeared in front of him.

In this room, there are no other unnecessary items, only in the vacuum glass cabin in the center, there is a broken metal robot.

Half of the head is missing, the limbs are incomplete, and the body is covered with rust. It must be preserved in a vacuum environment.

On its shoulders, there are six broken arms.

Your Excellency the President frowned, and after a while, he let out a long sigh.

"Three heads and six arms!"

===Chapter 178 Where Science Has Not Reached===

The broken robot stood quietly in the vacuum storage cabin.

I don't know what the years have done to it. Now it is very broken, long-term, and very rotten.

The outer shell is completely damaged, the torso is incomplete, and the precision parts inside are connected together due to rust.

That's a piece of shit.

But no matter how many times you watch it, your Excellency the President will still be shocked.

artwork.

The mechanical art displayed by the ultimate technology.

Especially today.

Although its original appearance can no longer be seen, judging from its appearance, it is very similar to the devil boy Nezha drawn by No. 99.

Relic.

If someone has carefully studied the history of Blue Star's technology, they will find that the development of Blue Star's technology is non-linear.

Stone Age, Bronze Age, Forging Metals, Steam Engines, Internal Combustion Engines, Electromagnetic Age, Nuclear Power…

This is the normal development route.

However, the development of Bluestar Technology is full of leaps and bounds.Electricity was within their grasp a long time ago, but the internal combustion engine was developed much later.

The reason for this phenomenon is because of the ancient relics.

In the Dark Ages, there is definitely a prehistoric civilization with highly advanced technology.

For a few people in the Federation, it is not a secret.

Of course, the truth is often in the hands of a few people, and most of the Blue Star people know nothing about it.

Ancient relics are not magic, they are technology.

And it is far ahead of the high technology of today's Blue Star civilization.

What happened 10000 years ago?no one knows.

Why did a powerful civilization suddenly disappear?no one knows.

10000 years is too long. Metals, books, and technological objects cannot withstand the engulfment of time.Moreover, in the early days of the Blue Star civilization, everyone didn't pay much attention to history, when magic and myths danced wildly.

Where science has not reached, ignorance calls itself science.

Myth devours the truth, and there is so little that survives today.

Today, there are many forces in the Federation, searching for ancient relics all over the world, not just fruit core technology.

Fruit core technology is mainly aimed at the civilian field, and like some military industrial institutions, official research institutes in various states are also full of interest in ancient relics.

For example, the disabled robot in front of me.

Based on it, Guohe Technology Company developed the c-250 robot.

This secret, in Guohe Technology Company, only the President knows it.

Determine the research direction, and when the research encounters troubles or diverges, the president will give you a few words of advice.

The staff exclaimed, Your Excellency the President is so cool, he is simply a genius.

How do they know that the God in their eyes is just a follow-up imitator.

And it's pretty poorly imitated.

The broken robot stood there with a face covered in rust, as if it was mocking the man in front of it.

You guys are still far behind.

Your Excellency, President, feels his scalp tingling. There are too many unsolved mysteries about No. 99.

There are so many similarities between this robot and Nezha in painting No. 99, can it be explained by coincidence?

The president tapped his head, he is not a fool.

I am a genius.

Could No. 99 come from some mysterious institution, which has mastered some secrets of prehistoric civilization, and tell everyone in this way.

What conspiracy is behind them?

The more you think about it, the more you don't understand, the more you think about it, the more you get a headache.

The mind of a genius is facing a huge test.

……

Its daybreak.