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In the afternoon, Tazito came to the meeting room early.Met some core members of Giovanna's subordinates.Three weapons experts, two military planners, one senior accountant, and several think tanks.

From the perspective of personnel functions, he is very determined to coexist peacefully with the world.

As soon as the weapons experts saw the newcomer in the conference room, they rushed towards him and flooded Tazito with questions about numbers.They pressed him on, asking him about his experience of "killing" numbers, and everything about numbers, without missing a single detail.

When Giovanna entered the conference room, she saw her old friend surrounded by a group of eager storytellers.

Giovanna walked over and asked them with a smile, "Have you gained anything?"

"Very important information," an expert said eagerly, his eyes full of enthusiasm for science. "It was just some conjecture before. If it is true, it is really beneficial to us!"

Giovanna expressed her interest.

"The digital memory carrier is a chip," said another technician with the same fanaticism and excitement in his eyes. "And the chip can be replaced. Mr. Tazito has tried it. Numbers can be replaced by memory, and even manipulate actions!"

"We don't have to destroy No. 11's body after we finish the experiment, we can use him!"

"As long as we capture the real body in Rhea, we can completely control him, including the shadow and the body." After talking to the experts, Tazito sounded exactly like one of them, "As far as I know, There is a certain connection between the body and the shadow..."

"They share memories simultaneously," the expert said. "They are two bodies in one brain."

Tazito didn't understand, since it involved a professional field, the expert immediately explained enthusiastically.

Of all the less than twenty numbers—officially 18, but there is evidence that there are more—only three or four have their own shadows, usually the Mastermind's favorites.Numbers' shadows were assigned to perform some missions on planets other than Unity.They are still not sure what the specific task of Mr. 11's shadow on the magic eye star is, but they generally guess that it is related to safety supervision.

The numbers and their shadows are two bodies controlled by the same brain—the control center of the numbers as they call them.They shared memories in sync and knew each other about everything that happened on the opposite planet.However, since data transmission between planets often takes several days, there will be a time difference of several days in the memory of numbers and shadows.

That's why Giovanna must act fast.Although the bondage 11 started to work, this data synchronization between the main body and the shadow was forced to terminate.A few days later, Mr. [-] in Rhea will still know that his shadow has been kidnapped.

They need to act and complete the "plan" before anyone is alerted.

They mentioned "plan" again.Tazito listened carefully and did not make any comments.He figured he'd soon find out what the plan was.

After the topic ended, Giovanna walked to the conference table.The experts were still excited and debated fiercely, walking to the table while talking loudly.Sit down and still cross the table to argue some academic issues.

Tazito sat next to Giovanna, always with a kind expression.But if you look closely at his eyes, you will find that the two black eyeballs are darker than usual, showing that their owner is thinking about something perhaps sinister.

He scanned the conference table and noticed that the main seat was vacant, and everyone looked at the main seat from time to time during the conversation, waiting for someone.As time went on, the sound on the table became smaller and smaller.People were shrouded in a fog of anxiety, as if they were about to meet some important person, which made them not in the mood to chat.

Giovanna had no expression on her face, and looked at the table in front of her with a cold face, with an unfathomable look.

Tazito observed everyone, and finally looked in that direction expectantly.

He didn't wait long.A few seconds later, dense colored particles floated up in the air in front of the main seat, and instantly condensed into a vague human shape.The meeting room suddenly fell silent.

Tazito's eyes brightened a little, staring intently at the figure, trying to see his face clearly.However, he immediately realized that it was futile.The other party deliberately blurred the holographic image.That figure is like a pile of thick black mist from the old industrial era, with no details visible at all.

Tazito was a little frustrated, and with the emergence of this cloud of fog, the experts who were still energetic just now were as silent as students who had been trained, and looked down at the table in front of them.

The black mist stopped changing and hovered over the main seat of the conference table.The real master of this "plan", or one of the core personnel, appeared.

Tazito felt the man turn his head and see him.Giovanna stood up, approached the figure's ear, and whispered, "He is Charles Tazito."

Tazito did not stand up, but sat and greeted the figure.

"Welcome to join, Mr. Tazito."

The black shadow spoke.The voice came from the loudspeaker on the table, after obvious processing, but it sounded full of power, "It's my intention to ask you to join me. I have heard for a long time that you made a big splash in the arms trading market in Rhea. We Our cooperation will surely bear fruitful results.”

Tazito spoke politely and modestly.This person's words aroused his vigilance, and he was not sure what the other party's purpose was for specially arranging him to join the gang.He couldn't keep his eyes on each other, but he was still trying to distinguish.The vision was too blurry for him to connect him with anyone he knew.

After that, the person sitting on the main seat didn't talk much, and became a cloud floating on the table in the conference room. He was silent but no one could ignore the possibility of the storm he brought.

After discussing the experimental plan that will be imposed on Mr. 11, Giovanna turned her head to Tazito and asked, "Charles, which part do you want to be in charge of? Our experiment has just started, and there is still one person in charge, do you mind?"

Tazito glanced at the dark cloud that seemed to be asleep, and that person didn't intend to express any opinions.Tazito accepted the assignment.

Then there are some arms reselling and budget matters.This group of people was extremely efficient. A meeting lasted only half an hour, everything was resolved, and they dispersed without delay.

Accompanied by a weapons expert named Meg, Tazito went to the most hidden area C of the factory.He will spend the next few days here.

Walking beside him was Meg, a little girl wearing a pair of thick-rimmed augmented reality glasses—standard for all experts.She looks youthful, but with dark hair braided into a deeply conservative women's style, she wears neutral overalls and doesn't talk much along the way.In the conference room just now, Tazito didn't even notice that she was sitting there.

This girl is said to be Giovanna's most trusted weapon expert. Tazito heard that Giovanna wanted her to be in charge of the entire experiment, but she firmly refused any work other than scientific research.

Judging from the factory structure diagram, the entire area C is a weapons laboratory, which is shrouded in an ion shield to prevent foreign invasion-the maintenance cost of this ion shield is very high, and ordinary laboratories do not use it at all.

They walked in silence for 5 minutes, and came to the gate of Area C. The entrance to Area C is a tunnel-like security circle with a height of one person.Tazito asked, "Every time?"

Meg said, "Yes."

Security inspector Tori saw Tazito from a distance, and enthusiastically leaned out half of his fat body: "Hi! I guess you are our leader!"

After getting an affirmative answer, Tori came out of the office flatteringly, and hurriedly guided Tazi to go through the security check, showing [-] points of dedication: "We all know that these are all old-fashioned rules. Any personal communication equipment, no video recording, no external storage devices, and of course, no weapons. People in my line of work are always the first to be killed, so no weapons are the safest." He laughed loudly, "In short, no Any modern technology, we walk into the park like primitive people clean, that's all the precautions. If we have any electronic equipment on us, it can be stored in the storage box. How, are we ready to go in?"

Tazito cooperated very well and walked towards the silver security circle calmly.Looking inside, it is a short tunnel that can be walked in two steps, and at the end is the door leading to Area C.

He stepped into the security circle with one foot, but before he could step in with his second foot, the siren suddenly sounded harshly.Tazito looked at the security check office with a confused face.

"Uh... wait," Tori was still stunned than Tazito, staring at the screen for a while, and explained, "This thing is sometimes too sensitive, would you mind trying again?"

Tazito said nicely that it was okay.

He passed again, and the siren went off again.The entire security circle was lit with red lights, making the situation very dangerous.

Tori's fat body came out of the office again, like a fat guinea pig busy with work: "Mr. Tazito, I'm so sorry, you may have to wait."

Tazito said, "Any questions?"

"Yes, Mr. Tazito, it says you have banned metals in your head... oh my god, that's amazing, the first time I've ever seen a head scan with banned metals. You'll have to wait, I see See what's wrong with the machine."

Tazito made a look of sudden realization.

"Yes, it's my fault." He tapped his left eyeball with his fingertips, making a sound like a porcelain bowl on the eyeball with his fingertips.Tori's eyes widened in surprise.

"This one's an artificial eye. I'm so used to it that I didn't remember it until you mentioned the head. Should I take it out and examine it? After all, my left eye might suddenly poke a cannon of flame ,boom--"

They all laughed, "No, no need," Tori breathed a sigh of relief, took out a handkerchief and wiped his forehead, "So that's it, then everything will be fine. Unless you can make a phone call with your eyeballs hahahaha!" He said in After a few clicks on the picture, Tazito's left eye was added to the white list.

"I promise the next time you pass, the damn thing will be quiet."

"It's liquid gold." After entering Area C, weapons expert Meg suddenly turned her head and looked at Tazito with distrust, "The banned metal was detected just now. By reshaping the atomic structure of gold, liquid gold has a low melting point and high conductivity characteristics."

"It seems that you are very knowledgeable, just as they say." Tazito said in a friendly tone to strange colleagues, "I always admire people with deep knowledge, and I have never read any books myself."

"Liquefied gold is used not only in weapons, but also in ultramicrochips," Meg gnawed on the subject, "so your fake eyeballs have some more complicated functions, don't they?"

Tazito asked inexplicably: "More complex functions? For example?"

"Communication function, video recording function, data transmission function."

Tazito stared at her in silence for a while, then suddenly laughed.

"This is a very good idea," Tazito encouraged. "I haven't seen an eyeball that can be used for communication. If it is on the market, someone will be willing to exchange a real eyeball for this convenience."

Meg didn't answer, but looked a little embarrassed.

Tazito said: "But you are still right, liquid gold has better conductivity. When I lost this left eye, the eye socket was seriously injured. Ordinary materials have no way to connect with my nerves. .It can be said that this is my only choice."

Usually, at such times, the other party should apologize for his reckless suspicion, but Meg was not very good at it, so she just nodded, indicating that the suspicion was cleared.

They quickly reached the deepest part of Area C, pressed their hands on the wall, swiped the pressure-sensitive authentication, and entered the laboratory.

At first glance, a weapons lab doesn't look that different from an auto repair department.The experimenters wore thick overalls, their hands were stained with motor oil, and they skillfully manipulated deadly weapons in their hands.There are small clinking sounds of cold and hard metal everywhere.

Tazito passed through those test benches, swiped his authentication again—this was his third authentication to enter Area C—and entered the inner area.

There, he saw Mr. Eleven.The sight startled him.

Mr. 11 lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly.But it doesn't look good.

His clothes had been taken off, exposing his naked body, which was always well wrapped under the suit.It was a body that all males were jealous of, with broad shoulders and strong waist.But now there was a layer of scorched black on the surface of his skin.The skin of the entire upper body was covered with strange burn marks, filled with a painful smell.Tazito couldn't imagine that one day this person would appear in front of him in such a miserable way.

Tazito opened the experiment record, and found that in the short period of time from when the experimental protocol was released to when he came to the laboratory, Mr. 11 had already suffered a lightning bolt—who knows what that was—and an electric shock. Burning experiment, they are about to start the second lightning cannon experiment.There was little pause between the three experiments.

At this time, the password door behind them opened, and Tazito turned his head. The two girls were startled when they saw Tazito, and they stood at the door without knowing how to advance or retreat.

Tazito asked, "Need help?"

The two female experimenters shook their heads nervously, and one of them mustered up the courage to say, "Let's come in and arrange the data."

"Of course," Tazito said, "don't mind me."

Then he saw himself in the reflection of the glass screen.Suddenly I understood why these girls were afraid of him.

His face was not very good-looking.His brows were slightly drawn, his eyes were gloomy, and his lower lip was drawn tight.The air around him burns with bloody murderous intent, making him look unfriendly.

He looked beyond the glass at the tortured figure.The robot didn't lose consciousness, he was conscious and endured all the pain, watching his limbs being destroyed bit by bit, and never knowing when it was over.

"Miss," he said to the experimenter, "open the door, I want to go in and find out about him."

"But the experiment will start in 2 minutes..."

They looked at Tazito, the fear in their eyes changed from presence to absence.

Tazito has controlled his expression very well, and his smile is so charming that it is difficult for a lady to refuse.

"You will definitely think of a way for me, right." He said softly.