It's not evening yet.

Bladelord can't wait to get to Vic's clinic.

There didn't seem to be many patients at this point in time, and when he walked into the clinic, Vic, the black doctor, sat quietly in a chair, looking down and flipping through an old-fashioned newspaper.

It was a self-printed newspaper in the Black Street, and there were always some old antiques who liked it.

Blade Lord pursed his lips, wanting to attract the attention of Vic, the black doctor, but he didn't expect the old man to raise his head first, and his telescope-like eyes shrunk.

"I guess you'll be here this afternoon."

The old man meticulously folded the newspaper and looked at the young man in front of him.

"You didn't wear a mask today, aren't you afraid of being recognized?"

"No, people here only recognize my mask." Bladelord looked much calmer than he had been last time, and he moved a chair and sat down in front of Vic the Black Doctor.

"There's a lot of stuff this time, don't you mind if my men come in?"

"Please." For the necessary transactions, of course, Vic does not account for anything.

Heavy footsteps came from the doorway, and the old mechanical door that had been opened by Blade Lord half a minute ago creaked open, and the fat man, Miki, and the others dragged the black bag in.

"These iron bumps are really ......"

"Be careful! It's a valuable thing! Miki yelled at the fat man, saying that the pockets were in front of Vic, the black doctor.

"It's the loot from the night before yesterday......"

"Of course I know when it was, and all I care about now is whether they're rusty or not."

Miki and the fat man glanced at each other and unzipped their pockets.

"Bags of corpses? It's a shame that you guys came up with it. Blade Lord rolled his eyes angrily.

The old man crouched down, the chips on his eyes shrinking.

"Good, a complete robot."

Vic didn't look at the other straps, a few tentacles stretched out from the mechanical backpack behind him, grabbing the heavy steel body, which made a thunderous crash and slammed into the workbench, the blue light under the transparent bottom plate of the tabletop reflecting the robot's back in a bright blue.

Vic, the black doctor, expertly cut off the proton robe, and after examining the thing with interest, the large and small mechanical claws shrank above him like dentist instruments, hanging down, dense sparks bursting in front of the mechanical body.

Vic, the black doctor, went straight to work, perhaps to inspect the goods, or to dissect these guys so that he could assign a new commission to the Blade Lord. But just as the fat man and Miki were about to find a stool to sit down, the old man's words floated leisurely.

"I don't have seats for porters here."

Miki and the fat man's faces immediately turned green.

The Blade Lord also frowned, but he didn't attack, but glanced at the two of them, and the two who were unwilling could only retreat.

Vic's impromptu autopsy didn't last long.

The sizzling manipulators and the tentacles on his back stopped, and Vic, the black doctor, turned, his rusty prosthetic hand with an electronic brain.

"I didn't find any memories."

"Memory?"

"There should be a memory in these electronic brains, but I didn't find it, it's empty. If it was burned, all the programs inside should have disappeared when the memory was gone, but they didn't. ”

"So what? What if it's just the deletion of memories? Bladelord raised an eyebrow.

"No, it's impossible not to change the storage format and internal data."

"So what the hell are you asking me to find these things for?" Bladelord spread his hands.

"It's just a scientist's fanaticism." Black Doctor Vic took a sentence and put the electronic brain in his hand in the hand of the Blade Lord, "You brought four robots, and there are four electronic brains in them, including this one." ”

"Lord Blade, I need more electronic brains, you must bring more electronic brains to me."

"Of course, these things are very good, and I will give them to you in exchange for payment. Find more bots for me. ”

Blade Lord looked at the electronic brain in his hand, and the black doctor Vic had already turned around and continued to work on his workbench.

This sentence is equivalent to an eviction order.

But Bladelord has something else to do.

"I need help, I'm still short of things."

Black Doctor Vic turned around, as if surprised that the Blade Lord hadn't left yet: "This is Black Street, I can't give you anything but money." ”

"No kidding, Vic. I know you have a way. ”

He stared into the pair of telescopic eyes, a faint glint in his eyes.

"I need a better identity, in the capital T, the snitch will only make the underworld organization there think of madmen and turtles."

"So, Lord Blade." Vic, the black doctor, turned around completely and looked at Blade Lord, "What do you want?" ”

And so it was.

Bladelord snickered at his judgment, and he leaned his head to look at the old man.

"I'm going to enter the regime of the Rising Sun."

……

A tinkling factory.

A naked man stepped out of it and took the proton robe from the maid robot next to him.

"The Speaker has been waiting for you for a long time."

Ignoring the robot beside him, he passed a large hall and knocked on the mechanical door.

He saw the man sitting behind the mechanical desk, quietly scrolling through the holographic screen in front of him.

"Your Excellency."

The pale face hung low.

"Have you ever heard of Dongying's national integrity?"

He had expected the Speaker to hold him accountable.

"Sorry, I don't know."

Count Zero said that the holographic screens were moved to the side, revealing the pitch black under the hood.

There seemed to be something moving in the darkness, it was a miniature medical robot.

"At the time of the Third World War, the military headquarters of the Rising Sun regime, the defeated military headquarters. They will end their lives by disembowelment. ”

The man shuddered and did not speak.

"But here, no one can die. The consciousness of each of you is stored in the consciousness bank, and when you die, you can save all the memories and personality of the moment before death by uploading the pre-death consciousness data. ”

"It's a disguise, but it's actually a kind of sadness, because you can't die, you can only come to me with a steel face that can't blush."

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake, I didn't expect ......"

"I'm not the kind of person who can't tolerate the failures of my men. You still have a chance, Fiyi. He sent a virtual file to Fei Yi, "I have other things to do during this time. We had to take over the land as soon as possible to make sure that the stage was all in my plans. Until everything is ready, I will give you all the assignments. ”

"We?" Fei Yi was stunned.

"That's right, I'll leave it to the councillors to deal with these things. And I have something else to do. You don't have to ask about these things. Prison of Consciousness, three hours. That's your punishment. ”

The man shuddered again, nodded slightly, and walked out of the room with his head down.

The mechanical door opened, and he was bumped into a red figure.

It was a blood-red color, like blood floating in the darkness, with the edges studded with gorgeous gilt and shining in the darkness.

With long silver hair in a shawl, red and blue eyes, and behind her stood a man in the same dress, also with long silver hair, but standing quietly behind her in the posture of a servant.

Intruder?!

These were the first words that popped into Fei Yi's mind.

"Fei Yi."

Just as he was about to make a move, the voice of Count Zero came from behind him.

Fei Yi was half a head taller than the maiden, but she looked down at him like a god, and led her servant into the door that had been let out.

"Raphael Sidilu. I came to the appointment on behalf of the nine families of the martyrs. Zero, Earl, Earl. ”

The red and blue eyes looked at Count Zero, and there was an indifferent light in them.

"Besides, I thought I was greeted by a banquet, but I didn't expect the Earl's taste to be very good. I also brought a male companion. ”

The white-haired man smiled politely and took a step forward.

"Hello, Lord Count Zero, I'm Zheng Ling."