Artificial Wizard Growth Log

"Hahaha I know, don't worry, you and brother Kyushu are a family, and you and I are a family~"

The warden patted the fat on his chest and promised.

Xia Zuo silently picked up a sliced ​​steak with a silver fork and ate it.

In the Capital Prison, the first basement floor is the communal canteen. All the utensils inside are poured with cement. The walls, tables, chairs, dining tables, and even bowls are gray and white, occupying every inch of space, because a warden once said that any One should not have a colorful life while serving a sentence.

However, the warden obviously didn't want to live the same life as his prisoners. A few hours after changing into the prison uniform, Xia Zuo was invited to the warden's private restaurant. Various colors mixed to paste the face.

For example, the rainbow-colored walls and the local gold floor, etc., as well as various masterpieces of 21st-century abstract paintings hanging on the walls.

Fortunately, the food cooked by the cook was really good. After eating, Xia Zuo, who replenished the exhausted energy, was very satisfied.

In addition, the artificial man feels that sooner or later... Pang Kyushu will be arrested for *corruption, let's see who he usually hangs out with.

The warden didn't know what Xia Zuo was thinking. Sitting across the long dining table, he didn't look too fat. It could only be said that he was slightly larger than the standard body size. He could see the shadow of the combat training he had received in the past when he moved his hands and feet. There seems to be no twists and turns when speaking.

"Mr. Li Daolin? Just a few hours ago, his chief of staff had applied for medical parole for him. He should be locked up in his own home now."

"The prisoner that Nightingale sent to the prison? No problem. After his work in prison is over, I will help you arrange a meeting for him. If you have anything you want to ask, just ask. I guarantee that no one will know." .”

"Gulba, um, little brother Xia Zuo, just wait."

The head of the prison took all the questions away, so just as he said, Xia Zuo just waited in his cell.

So... where is the anxiety?

Xia Zuo rubbed the center of his eyebrows again, feeling the stinging pain again and again.

"If you want to ask my opinion, Colonel, you are about to wake up."

Xia Zuo paused for rubbing the center of his brows.

He slowly put down his hand, and a reflection of a person appeared in the squares of light that were split into equal pieces by the iron fence.

The pitch-black shadow was like an abyss.

Xia Zuo turned around.

A man in a silver-gray suit and mask waved to him.

The mask with funny smiling faces drawn in bright red paint sprayed black mist around it, covering the man's figure indistinctly, leaving only a vague shadow.

This person was dressed like someone he knew from various sources.

War said: "Hello."

After a while, Xia Zuo replied, "Hello."

The two looked at each other through the iron fence.

The cell Xia Zuo was in was a separate cell, and it was quite a distance from the cells of other prisoners on the way. The warden explained that this was the VIP quiet treatment that only VIPs can enjoy, and he promised that there would be no surveillance, but now Looking at it, I don't know whether this is the excellent treatment that the warden takes care of, or the treatment that will not be discovered even if he is attacked or killed.

"No, all people who have friendship with the warden come in, and they are treated like this, and the previous people are also very satisfied. After all, you also know that for some guys who claim to be superior, it is not easy to be related to thieves, liars and robbers. Being together could have killed him."

"For example you?" Xia Zuo asked.

"Of course...not me, but I have some sources of gossip, so I know the rules of the warden."

Xia Zuo: "..."

The gray-haired colonel once again confirmed his notion that Pang Kyushu's brothers were unreliable.

Finding that his mind-wandering was always related to a certain black-haired sentry, Xia Zuo forcibly pulled his attention back, not worrying about what Pang Jiuzhou was doing outside the prison.

He calmly thought about Zhan's words, "So, Mr. Zhan, who is behind everything, took this opportunity to come here, what is he going to say to me?"

"I just want to take a serious look at you," Zhan said in sweet words that belonged to a lover, "No matter what the outcome of the trial in three days will be, I am eager to keep every bit of a great product like you in mine in mind."

"Thank you," Xia Zuo nodded, "It would be even better if you could treat me as a human being."

Facing Xia Zuo's rebuttal, Zhan only smiled sarcastically.

Or if he laughed like this, he couldn't see the expression under the mask, Xia Zuo just intuitively felt the other party's ridicule.

"Mr. Xia Zuo, I have read your records since you left the Old Meister Research Institute. I would like to ask you a question. Why do you persevere and insist on becoming a human being?"

war asked.

While asking this question, Zhan pressed the button on the wall, and a seat stretched out from the wall. Zhan Shi sat down with one leg on the other, and folded his hands on his thighs. A gesture that could lead to a standing ovation at any moment.

It was like listening to a long-awaited lecture.

This man has obviously received a good education, including etiquette training, and he may be a member of the Old Family Party... No, he should have been born in the Old Family, but his position in the government is not low now, he works in the Ark Building, and It is the core, so he is the same reform party as Li Dorim and Catherine.

Xia Zuo recalled a long list of government employees in his mind, and wrote down a large number of names.

At this moment...he needed more information.

To continue the conversation and get more information about this man, Xia Zuo made this judgment in an instant.

In the eyes of war, the gray-haired colonel hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth to answer his question.

"Because of doubt," he said.

War: "Oh?"

"This doubt comes from," Xia Zuo thought about the wording, "why I don't treat me as a human being even though I am no different from a human being in appearance and most of the composition, why... the researchers are treating me and their own kind? At that time, the attitude was completely different.”

"Different from you who are almost indistinguishable from people now, did you also have doubts when you were in the research institute?" Zhan asked again.

"Doubts don't come from emotions, Mr. Zhan," Xia Zuo said coldly, "Doubts come from thinking."

War did not continue to ask.

The man sat on the seat, his thumbs constantly rubbing the edge of the mask.

There was silence for several minutes inside and outside the iron fence.

"When human beings think, God laughs... I suddenly understand the meaning of this sentence." Zhan suddenly said, "Then, Mr. Xia Zuo, the most successful artificial man, would you like to hear a thought I once had? Woolen cloth?"

Xia Zuo made a gesture of invitation.

"A few years ago... many years ago, after the first human-worm war, I thought about a question, is war good or bad?"

Xia Zuo frowned almost subconsciously, he remembered the conversation he had with Lieutenant General An on the ground of Jin Mercury.

But what came out of his mouth were mocking words.

"I didn't expect Mr. War to have a hobby of being a philosopher."

"No no, Mr. Xia Zuo, don't underestimate philosophy," Zhan shook his thumb, "Some philosophers are just for fame, but some philosophers are truly great men."

Xia Zuo: "..."

Teach you crazy great man?

Yue Mo saw Xia Zuo's slander, Zhan Zhan gave a light laugh, and stood up.

The seat was retracted by the wall, and the corridor in front of the cell suddenly opened up a bit, and Zhan Zhan walked up in the small open space in front of the iron fence, with his head held high.

He waved his arms.

"War! Saved the Federation!"

"A decaying federation, a federation that is about to die! Mr. Xia Zuo, you can never imagine how dark the federation was 60 years ago. Crime, rape, government-business transactions, drugs, the whole society relies on this kind of evil. Good things survive, it’s painful, it’s too painful.”

"However!" Zhan turned around abruptly, facing Xia Zuo, "It all ended after the war of Zerg invasion!"

Xia Zuo: "..."

Doesn't this person feel that it is a very offensive thing to use the title of oneself in these sentence patterns?

He cleared his throat and received: "So?"

"So! Don't you think that human beings, a fallen animal, must have external forces to be able to thrive?" Zhan said.

"The external force you are talking about is war?"

"Besides the great war, what else can act as the hand of God to regulate the fate of the world?!" War's tone was full of passion.

Xia Zuo: "..."

There is a certain chilling shame at the thought of this man calling himself great.

After silently complaining about this sentence, Xia Zuo realized the true meaning of the words of war.

He was silent for a while, and asked, "You want to say that you are the hand of God manipulating fate?"

"I don't have any talents, but I was lucky enough to get the revelation from the gods," Zhan said in an orderly manner, "I recommend myself as the messenger of War walking in the world, and exercise power in its place."

He paused, then continued: "The Seven-Year Human-Insect War destroyed the foundation of the Old Family Party's continued rule of the Federation, and after the Anti-War Party insisted on recuperating, the Old Family Party regained a small part of the right to speak."

"...So, you joined forces with the Zerg to provoke this human-worm war?"

Xia Zuo felt that he could not understand the thinking of this lunatic at all.

"Admiral Martin," Zhan spread his hands, "I sent those brainless assassins to him on purpose. You see, this time the evidence is convincing. This representative of the Old Family Party will never stand up again. ,Right?"

But this is not the only way to punish the Old Family Party and General Martin, Xia Zuo was speechless.

Then he remembered something.

"Next, are you going to deal with the anti-war advocates and peace faction?"

"That's right." War nodded.

"War is such a beautiful thing." The man caressed the edge of his mask intoxicatedly, "Mr. Xia Zuo, who is so perfect, wasn't you born in the consciousness of war?"

He stretched out his hand to Xia Zuo, "...so, Colonel, are you really not going to help me?"

Xia Zuo: "Sorry, I refuse."

The frenzied atmosphere suddenly cooled down, Zhan stopped his exaggerated body movements and looked at Xia Zuo.

After a while, he bowed to Xia Zuo.

"Although I have a hunch about your answer, I don't want to give up the chance to persuade the colonel. It seems that the fate between us is really too shallow. I... um!"

War with his head down suddenly heard the howling wind.

He raised his head subconsciously, and Xia Zuo moved from the side of the bed to the side of the iron fence at some point, and stretched out a hand that was already on the edge of his mask, and he almost lifted it lightly.