A strange spire building in New York, USA, is more like a tower than a building.

Simon was lying asleep in bed, having stayed up all night last night to study his inventions and do his best for his first Nobel Prize.

Although staying up late increased the burden on his body, it was also one step closer to his goal.

"Ringing ringing!"

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the bedside table trembled, and a crisp ringtone woke Simon from his sweet dream, yawned, lazily reached out to pick up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and clicked the answer button.

"Hey, who...... This early morning ......" Simon's voice was weak, and if the other party couldn't give a suitable reason, he would immediately hang up the phone and go to sleep.

"Yo, Simon, the sun is all on your butt and you're still in bed?" the man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yo, Rob, what are you calling me early in the morning, are you here to disturb my sleep, if yes, then you succeeded. ”

The man on the other end of the phone is named Rob, a three-Michelin-starred chef, and also Simon's best friend since he was a child, Simon's parents abandoned him in an orphanage since he was a child, and he was adopted by Rob's family without fatherly and maternal love, and it was at that time that he met this brother who was a few years older than him.

"You're such a big lazy worm, get up quickly, I'll cook you breakfast." ”

"If it's just breakfast, I'd like to get a good night's sleep rather than breakfast. ”

"By the way... I'll talk to you about something. The man pretended to be mysterious.

"Is there anything you can't say now, I have to go to your store and say it. ”

"About the judges of this Nobel Prize. ”

"yes, I see. ”

"If you know, get up quickly, you big lazy worm, don't look at what time it is, and still sleep there. ”

"Got it, you're now as verbose as your mother......"

"Drip-"

After hanging up the phone, Simon lay quietly on the bed, his eyelids gradually sinking unsupportively, and his body seemed to blend in with the soft sheets, so comfortable......

"Ahhh

He sat up abruptly from the bed and slapped his cheeks, a clear pain coming from his cheeks, temporarily dispelling the onslaught of sleepy insects.

Sitting up from the edge of the bed, the long hair on his shoulders fell like a princess who had just woken up from her slumber, with beautiful black hair.

Simon doesn't like to cut his hair, he thinks it's wasting his limited time on boring things, so he cuts it once a year, and it's not a cut, but just a simple fix for his hair to make it more beautiful.

Wearing jeans, a trendy jacket, and a pair of well-known shoes on his feet, he is almost like a pair of people who usually only wear white overalls at home.

It's summer, and it's enough to wear a jacket and turn your head to look at the alarm clock on the bedside table.

7:20 a.m.

“......”

He stood up and yawned, lazily picked up his work and made a cup of coffee from his teacup, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.

Simon's home is neither big nor small, which is quite normal in their circle.

It covers an area of 450 square meters, with 10 bedrooms and a living room, as well as a single laboratory, which is not a small existence.

Simon's building is divided into 7 floors, each floor is about the same size, and there are people who are not too particular about life like Simon, some rely on money and connections, but more rely on their own talents.

And there are 6 buildings similar to this building, and the residents of them are all talents in various fields, and these seven buildings are known as the "Seven Powers"

Among them, overlords from all walks of life live, and these seven "buildings" are respectively from front to back.

"Absolute Authority",

"Legal",

"Medicine",

"Foundation",

"Research",

"Art",

"General".

In other words, the residents of this "building" are just as research-loving maniacs as Simon.

The location of these seven "buildings" is very perfect, and there is a square for people to relax in the midst of these seven buildings.

A large statue of Liberty was built in the square, and the flame in the hands of the statue of the goddess will be burned forever and will not be extinguished in this life.

Underneath the statue of the goddess is an open-air fountain that spews out misty droplets, which the previous president also loved.

Since it's a multidisciplinary place, Simon talks to them a lot and learns a lot from other fields.

After washing up, Simon went to the table, pulled out his chair, and blew on the coffee he had brewed earlier.

"Power on. Simon seemed to be speaking into the air, for there was no one in the room but him.

If I had to say, there was only one little hamster soaking up the sun on the balcony and sweating it out.

"Ming... White...", a mechanically dull voice came.

The TV screen hanging on the wall suddenly lit up.

"Also... Be... Old... Frequently... Road... Why..."

"Hmm. ”

Then the TV screen began to show Simon's competitors, each saying various vows, and they were bound to win the Nobel Prize this time.

This station is a paid channel, and the price is not cheap, because the station feels that even just watching it for a minute can benefit a lot, so the price is set at $1 per minute.

But what can you actually learn, you can't understand the professional, and everyone knows if it's not professional.

But who wants to share a professional topic with others, this is just an ordinary way for TV stations to make money.

Others look at this station because they are waiting for an opportunity to study, but Simon looks at this station because he is paying close attention to his competitors, for fear of being thrown behind by them and expelled from this Nobel Prize competition.

Pick up the teacup and put it to your mouth, purse your lips, and watch the TV intently.

Time passed gradually as the TV progressed.

Ten minutes later, the TV was on pointless and meaningless, which Simon defined as a "brag convention."

I've seen everything I should see, and I've finished drinking the coffee in the teacup, so I went to the kitchen and cleaned it briefly.

After washing the teacups, he returned to the living room and said lightly: "Turn off." ”

"Such as... You... Place... May ..."

"Lord... Person... Road... Above... Concentrate... Meaning... Quiet... "The TV didn't forget to remind Simon before turning it off.

"Well, I'll take notice. ”

This TV is the product of Simon's own modification of the TV he bought, and it is a little more intelligent than other voice-activated TVs.

But due to the equipment, or other reasons, it can't be better, so the dull voice of the TV has not been changed, but it does not affect the sound of the program.

In addition, Simon also invented many small "toys", some of which he put in the laboratory and discarded, some of which have been used at home, but many more have been stuffed in the grocery room, which is really useless.

After pouring breakfast for the little hamster, he came to the door and picked up the car key hanging on the wall and pressed the button on the door, and the door opened, revealing a small space, which was actually an elevator.

Although there are stairs, it is more convenient for Simon to take the elevator.

As Simon leaves, there is only one small hamster in the house making the sound of exercise.

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

A strange sound sounded, and two flattened rectangular machines appeared, making inhaling noises, cleaning the ground of dirt and dust.

The little hamster on the balcony didn't even look at them, as if it had become a habit, and continued its morning exercise.

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Downstairs, there is a verdant park, and the sacred flame of the Statue of Liberty seems to shelter the seven towers, and it seems to be burning with great enthusiasm as if to say good morning to Simon.

From the center of the park came the sound of humming, and it turned out to be the former president and his wife spending their wonderful morning in the park.

The former president's wife is watering the vegetation in the park with a watering can, and although everyone will help to water it when they have time, it can be said that she is almost all alone in taking care of it.

Seeing Simon go downstairs, he asked kindly and worriedly, "Oh, dear, what's wrong with you, you don't look very good." ”

"I slept a little late yesterday, but you're watering these plants, ma'am. ”

"Well, they're as important to me as my children. ”

It's true, they moved here since the tower was built, and it should have been about three years since the tower was built.

Three years have passed, but the towers are as bright as new, with no trace of their time.

"By the way, we're going to have breakfast here, would you like to have some?" The former president's wife asked.

"No, I'll have to take care of some things later, madam, thank you for your kindness. ”

"Okay, come on."

"Hmm. ”

After saying goodbye to the former president's wife, I saw an elderly man sitting on a bench in a suit and reading the newspaper.

On the table in front of the uncle, there are all kinds of pastries.

"Good morning, sir!" said Simon, greeting the former president from afar.

The former president looked up at Simon, smiled and nodded, "Good morning, young man, I wish you a fruitful day." ”

"Cheng Daren's auspicious words. ”

Then the two of them said no more, and I continued my way, and you continued to read your newspaper, and everything was as usual, and if anything strange was to say anything, it was that Simon got up too early today.

Outside the walls of the tower, a line of men in suits stood upright, and around them there were tables and chairs filled with men in suits, all of whom were guarded to protect them, and they were all wearing sunglasses.

If you think it's just a group of formally dressed people who are completely vulnerable to gun-wielding robbers, you're wrong.

There is a small pocket in their shoes that contains a miniature pistol, no more than 4 cm in length, which will be scrapped after one use.

If you think you can only shoot one shot, but you have one or more magazines, you can only say that you have been wrong.

Although they can only shoot one shot, with their shooting accuracy, hitting you is completely a one-shot shot.

And in their suits they hide dual-wielding pistols, throwing knives, hooks, grenades, flashbangs, smoke grenades and many other weapons.

And their sunglasses come with a built-in temperature detection and long-range magnification function, so they can clearly see you and warn you even if you sneak up on you from a distance.

And there is no terrain around it, it is completely flat, and these towers were built with explosion-proof treatment, if anyone really can't think of attacking here, be prepared to eat grenade bombardment.

Of course, these are just the tip of the iceberg of the defensive line.

Seeing Simon coming out of the way, the guards consciously got out of the way and said a simple hello to each other.

They are still familiar with Simon, after all, their sunglasses were invented by Simon.

After saying hello, Simon came to his car, a silver-white car, Simon doesn't have much of a high ideal of life, so it's not a good brand, just drive it.

After getting into the car, I tuned the music in the car and drove towards the three-Michelin-starred restaurant where Rob worked.

After all, if you want to win the Nobel Prize, you don't just rely on strength, you have to have a good relationship with those judges in advance.

This is just a necessary link, and the person who greets first will get more attention from the judges, which will still have a great impact on the final result.

Today's weather was fine, Simon walked to a four-way intersection and stopped, there was a red light in front of him, he couldn't pass, so he could only wait quietly in place for the time to pass.

A BMW came from behind the red light, full speed ahead and without stopping at all.

And the driver of the BMW was already asleep on the steering wheel, and there was a bottle of liquor in front of the steering wheel.

"Fack!"

Simon let out an exclamation and hurriedly opened the car door and ran to the side, but it was too late.

As soon as the front foot stepped out of the door, the rear foot collided with each other.

"Boom ——!"

The explosion sounded, and the two cars were engulfed in flames, and the raging heat swept Simon up and tossed him aside.

Simon slammed into the ground, blood running down his forehead, his vision turning bright red, and he eventually passed out.

The BMW driver was reduced to ashes along with the raging flames of the two cars.

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"Hurry up, get out of the way!"

"Hurry, hurry!"

The familiar voice of a man sounded, he was in a hurry, his breath was short, and in addition to this there was the sound of wheels rolling.

And also... I can't hear it...

Trying his best to open his blurry eyes, he saw the owner of the voice, a muscular man.

The man seemed to notice Simon as well, and comforted him nervously and anxiously: "It's okay, it's okay, everything will be fine, promise me!"

Simon tried to open his mouth to speak, but he couldn't make any sound, and a spike was stuck in his throat, but it wasn't completely submerged.

The surrounding scenery was rapidly moving forward, and in addition to the men, there were four nurses dressed in white, who were pulling Simon forward as he lay on the hospital bed.

Eventually he enters a room, the door closes, the red light comes on, Rob is blocked from the door, all he can do is pray for Simon.

"Simon... You must... Hold on..."

"No, you've got to hold on!"

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Simon was lying on the operating table, with a lamp hanging from his head, and many nurses around him, nervously preparing, like a race against death, if he was one step slower, the other party would be taken away by death.

"Plum, give me the needle. ”

"Little potassium, prepare for anesthesia!"

A needle is silently inserted into Simon's skin, and liquid is injected into the body through the needle.

Simon's vision began to blur, and his body gradually lost consciousness.

"The anesthesia is done. ”

"Let's get started!"

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Simon seemed to be in a strange realm, where he could see nothing, feel nothing, and his body was heavy.

I... Where is this...

It's so dark here...

Who can turn the lights on...

There was no response, and it was as if Simon was the only one in the space.

As time passed, Simon gradually became conscious, and his body began to tremble slightly.

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"Director, what about the iron thorn in the throat of the wounded?"

"Unplugged!"

"But then the voice of the wounded ......"

"Does it matter if the voice can have a life?!"

"Yes!"

"Why did I encounter such a big problem, if I can't save it, I'm afraid I'll have to be laid off......

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In the darkness, Simon regained most of his senses, and he was able to move his body freely, albeit not by a large margin.

Here is where

This feeling... Is it in the water...

Simon was familiarizing himself with his surroundings when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his throat, followed by a breathlessness of breath.

It's uncomfortable, it's suffocating!

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"Director, pull it out!"

"Why don't you hurry up and plug the leak, how do I usually teach you?!"

"Yes!"

"Obediently, my little ancestor, fortunately you have a big life, this iron thorn is not deep. ”

Just as the director breathed a sigh of relief.

"Director, it has been detected that there is still an iron thorn in the wound on the wound on the victim's forehead, and it is only one millimeter away from the brain!"

"What?!"

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It hurts...

It hurts.

It hurts!

It hurts!!

Simon couldn't make any sounds, the sharp pain in his throat and the ensuing suffocation that made him almost shocked, but he still had the last shred of consciousness.

In a daze, an even more severe pain came from the forehead, which was beyond the brain's capacity.

It hurts!!

"It hurts!!!!" A childish voice sounded.

Strange, is there anyone else here besides me?

Simon opened his eyes with doubt, and what appeared in front of him was a middle-aged man, or was a young man more suitable?

Because he's so young.

Dressed in white, with long pale yellow hair, a silver-white sword pinned to his waist, and a gold-patterned monocle in his left eye, he was looking at Simon kindly.

"What's the matter, little master. ”

Little master?

After looking left and right, and after confirming that there was no one else around, he stretched out his finger and pointed at himself.

"What's the matter, little master. The man wondered.

From the very beginning, Simon felt as if he was weird, even the man in front of him lowered his head when he looked at him.

I raised my hand and looked at it, my hand was very small, and it didn't have the slender feeling it had before, and the clothes on my body were different, and it looked like a small one.

His forehead touched the plank in front of him.

"It hurts!" he covered his forehead with his hands, his eyes watering with tears.

"Little master, raise your head and let me see. ”

The man next to him smiled and pressed his hand lightly on Simon's forehead.

Simon thought it would be painful to death, but it turned out that it was not, the man's hand was warm, and the pain on his forehead disappeared without a trace after being touched by the man.

Hey?

The man withdrew his hand, and a faint green dot of light could be seen from his fingertips.

"What is this?" Simon lost his mind as he looked at the green light on the man's hand.

"It's magic, young master. ”

Magic...

"I really didn't expect the little master to be scared like this by bees, haha. Before Simon could come to his senses, the man laughed.

"Bees?"

"yes, a bee just put a little bag around your neck, and you accidentally hit the seat in front of you out of a fright. ”

Simon subconsciously reached out and touched his neck.

"But don't worry, the bag has been magically eliminated by me. The man reassured.

Magic or something, Simon is also the first time to see it, and I've seen it in novels before, but at that time, I always felt that it was a waste of the limited precious time in his life, so I didn't do much research.

Strange to say,

What are they in, how are they shaking and shaking?

Poking his head out of the window next to him, he saw two earth dragons pulling them forward without humming with their heads muffled.

Hey———!

It's a dragon!!