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Those sex dolls have obvious bionic marks on their bodies, and the mechanical code is clearly written on their shoulders, but because they are so good-looking, people naturally ignore their dehumanized mechanical elements.

It looks like a group of high-level sex puppets, specially used to serve the upper-level personnel of the technology tower.

No sickness, no harm, no shortcomings except being human?

They filed in and stood obediently in front of Shen Lin.

George rubbed his hands attentively, and introduced to Shen Rin and the others: "This is the most advanced sex doll. You can choose any mode you want after starting it. Mr. Jowen, which one do you like? Or... both like?"

Shen Lin took a rough look at their faces, and casually pointed to a relatively clean face. It was a boy's body, with a slender figure and bright white skin.

Jowen activated them, and their eyes became brighter. Their bodies seemed stiff at first, but after they were fully activated, they sat obediently beside Shen Rin, like a docile little white rabbit.

The rest were manipulated out of the room.

George stepped forward to pour the wine and deliberately showed Shen Lin the side with the trademark on it. He sighed with emotion and said, "Mr. Yuewen can take this seat at a young age. He is really young and promising. I respect you." A glass."

Shen Lin picked up the wine glass, clinked glasses with George lightly, and tried to take a sip... He frowned.

George's heart skipped a beat. He wondered if the wine was too bad to catch the eyes of the senior cadres of the VT Group. ? Let Shen Lin see what kind of wine this is.

Shen Lin thought to himself: This wine seems a little spicy, but the taste is not bad.

He? He licked his lower lip and said to KP, "I'll investigate George."

After a successful investigation, they discovered that George's brooch was very chic, but it didn't seem to match the pattern of his clothes very well. The claws of the tentacles hung out from the edge of his chest pocket, and a slender chain hung down. There's something in it? In the bag? It bulges slightly.

Shen Lin asked tentatively: "Mr. George, which company is your brooch designed by?"

When George heard this, he glanced down at his chest and smiled: "It was a gift from a friend, he? He likes to carve rare things and gave them to me as amulets."

"This is the first time I've seen such an amulet." Shen Lin pretended to be very concerned, and leaned over to take a closer look, "Can you show me what it looks like?"

"Of course." George pulled the chain out of his? pocket? and revealed a stone surrounded by tentacles. He? Said, "He? It’s not clear what the meaning is, it’s just worn on the body for auspiciousness.”

Shen Lin smiled and asked, "Is it useful?"

"It's useless? It's supposed to be useful." George took the things out of his pocket, and he looked up at Shen Lin. Seeing that he was really interested, he brought the mouth of the flute close to his lips, and gently After blowing for a while, the sound of the flute was very strange, with an indescribable deep solemnity. At that moment, Shen Lin seemed to have a deep and vast sky in front of him, and there was something pale at the end of the lingering black mist? Singing and dancing happily.

kp: "Inspired."

Shen Lin's Inspiration Check: 3/70.

--Big success.

Shen Lin: "..."

KP: "Hahahahahaha!"

The fuzzy picture is getting clearer and clearer before his eyes, and Shen Lin clearly sees what is dancing at the end? Those are the withered bones, not only of human beings, but also of some animals? Those are the bones of desolate The carnival feast, singing heartily on the stage with the dark night as the background, and at the end of the black curtain, a huge figure sits hanging down the curtain. heavy voice.

A play is being staged on the weird stage. Two bones are fighting for something. One of them straightens up and pushes the other bone, which is bowed and bent, to the ground with force. After snatching it down, he stepped on the dead bones and raised his head to scream. The flute was entangled in black mist, and a twisted tentacle emerged from the mouth of the flute to wrap around his body tightly.

The huge figure sitting behind the curtain let out a joyful laugh? The whole space vibrated accordingly.

Until a group of intense flames fell from the sky, and the fierce flames swallowed the entire night in an instant.

Shen Lin woke up with a start, her eyes were in a trance, and even George's face became blurred.

kp: "san-check, 1d10 for success, 1d20 for failure."

Shen Lin: "..."

Shen Lin threw, the san-check was successful, and then the throw lost the san value——

4 o'clock?.

kp: "...OK, you lost 4 points? Sanity."

After knowing the existence of Nyarlathotep, although the scene he suddenly saw had a mental impact on Shen Rin, it was not enough to make them lose their minds, and they soon recovered from that incredible scene Slowed down.

kp: "Wait, it's not over yet. You have a will."

Shen Lin threw his will.

65/30, successful check.

Shen Rin felt a strong binding force from these two short flute sounds, and his own will also wavered for a moment, as if being pulled and controlled by something, but fortunately... in the end he held on The bottom line has not been taken away from the control of consciousness.

Does this flute have the effect of controlling people?Shen Lin thought for a while, then turned her hand behind and gestured to Xiu.

kp: "Too lucky."

Shen Lin threw.

75/55.

kp: "Xiu Huan? It takes an investigation to notice your gesture."

Shen Rin: "? He? Isn't he an npc?"

kp: "Indeed, but it doesn't affect him? Passing this check."

Shen Lin was expressionless: "Don't pass, he? Can't pass."

At the same time, the result of Xiu's investigation came out.

85/94.

Shen Rin: "........."

Good guy, almost a big failure.

Shen Lin couldn't help asking: "Is this your vote, or was it his vote?" After finishing speaking, he felt that this question was meaningless. 85's investigation was not enough, it must be repaired.

— Exactly the same as that person.

Shen Lin pursed the corner of his lower lip, and couldn't help laughing out. He stabilized his emotions, pretended to be confused, and said, "It's amazing, this flute sound made me feel a very Great, indescribable feeling... Is this witchcraft? Something that science can't explain, the whole Devil City is not more magical than this."

"Really? It might just be a momentary hallucination. Your description is very interesting," George was very cautious. He observed Shen Rin's reaction carefully and tested the extent to which Shen Rin was controlled by him. He boldly said, "Yue Wen "Sir, there's an ashtray on the table by the window, take it for me."

In George's view, the young man sent by VT to discuss business must have some close relationship with the higher-ups. He was assigned a job that was not too light or too heavy, and he could just sit on his ass after finishing the job? One that does nothing? Worry about a comfortable position.He? Looks like a man of extraordinary background, with a dignified aura, so he won't easily obey? My orders, if he? If you confuse this young man, you are more likely to get a higher proportion of remuneration in the cooperation.

For so many years, they have been doing business like this. The treasure they snatched from the old man is really amazing. Except for the need to sacrifice the blood of children, there is no disadvantage. Everything is right for him It was so easy, if it wasn't for the fear of drawing too much attention, he? Now? He would have been sitting in the banquet hall on the top floor of the Technology Tower talking and laughing happily with the richest and most powerful bosses in Devil City.

Shen Lin stood up obediently. He walked to the window, took the ashtray and brought it to George: "As you ordered."

George was overjoyed. He couldn't help showing a greedy look, and said impatiently, "It's getting late, Mr. Jovan, let's talk about business."

The puppet at the side snuggled up to Shen Rin, leaned over actively, stretched out his hand to touch Shen Rin's chest, Xiu narrowed his eyes, frowned, and clenched his teeth to resist the urge to break off those eyes-obscuring hands.

Shen Lin smiled and said, "Of course, as you wish, what proportion does Mr. George want?"

George boldly said: "We have always been 65% of the revenue... no, 70%!"

Peanut was in the communication channel? He was amazed: "What a greedy businessman, the most expensive intermediary businessman in Devil City can take 50% at most."

Shen Lin still smiled: "It's a very suitable ratio. Then, bring the contract, and I'll sign it right away." It fully showed the unrestrained spirit that a prodigal son should have.

George jumped up excitedly. He rushed to connect to his secretary, but it kept saying that he couldn't get through. He walked back and forth irritably, muttering, "What's going on?...Aren't you here at such a critical time? Jowen ? Please wait a moment, sir."

Shen Lin nodded.

The moment George turned around, Xiu suddenly attacked him from behind, and George was stunned to the ground.

The android boy was frightened and almost cried out, but was frightened back by Xiu's cold eyes, he pleaded: "Please let me go... I'm just a puppet, please."

Shen Lin looked back at him, and asked suspiciously: "Are bionics also afraid?"

The bionic man froze for a moment, feeling desperate: "No, I'm sorry sir, I won't be afraid, my fear is just programmed, I'm just a bionic man made up of mechanical parts, I make you feel unhappy gone."

Bionic people use all their procedural thinking to get closer to human beings, but human beings draw a deep gap between them, and even regard "bionic people can never be called human beings, they can only be machines" as an eternal The proposition is deeply written into the bottom code of the bionic program.

Shen Lin thought of the bionics who were "died" as Yang's stand-in in every explosion, and they couldn't feel their fear.

These bionics should have their own programs. Through mechanical learning, they gradually differentiated into different personalities and different concepts in the later stage, but Yang unified them and became real mass-produced robots. .

Ironically, they all aspire to be human.

There is a record deep in their memory, and it is this record that makes them "die" without hesitation—they all think that they can die passionately and splendidly like real human beings, but They themselves don't know what constitutes "a splendid death".

This question is too esoteric. Human beings have spent? Thousands of years of life pursuing this answer, but still failed to gain anything.

Shen Lin couldn't answer either.

"I'm the one who should say I'm sorry," he shook his head, and said to the puppet boy: "You can be afraid, whether it's a program or out of emotion, not just fear, you can have other emotions, this It's your freedom and your right. But sorry, now? I need you to be quiet for a while? Peanut."

"Yes."

"Cut off their control." Shen Lin said.

The bionic boy didn't struggle. He obediently let Peanut invade his system. At the moment when the control was finally shut down, he smiled at Shen Lin: "Thank you for your approval."

He? Slowly closed his eyes, leaving the last sentence.

"I hope I can serve you seriously next time."

Shen Lin: "..."

This is not necessary.

Shen Lin squatted down, took the flute from his jacket pocket, and brought it to his lips.

KP was taken aback: "What are you doing!?"

KP hurriedly reminded: "It's easy to connect with Naia if you play the flute. What's the use of this flute? Let me remind you? Are you sure you want to do this?"

Shen Lin stopped.

KP took a long breath: "You are too wild, Rin."

Shen Lin looked at the flute and said with disgust: "This person played it just now, it's too dirty, I'm sick."

kp: "..."

Shen Lin: "But I still want to use them. Is there a way to use them without blowing?"

kp: "..."

KP said weakly: "Yes."