Chapter 63: From the Underground

The girl glanced in the direction of the kitchen and got up and walked over.

"By the way, the position of those milk tea stains on your body is also wrong, it seems that they were deliberately smeared." Duan Tiannan sat on the sofa and said.

The girl was stunned at the kitchen door.

"So what, she still doesn't see it."

Duan Tiannan smiled and didn't argue.

"Xia Chuluo's assistant is also good, and being able to be favored by Zero is not just as simple as an awakened android, but the system shows that he only turned on two weeks ago, which is very interesting." He added.

"I've seen it, except for being handsome, I don't see anything special." The girl's voice came from the kitchen, followed by the sound of pots and pans clashing softly.

"Don't despise anyone."

"Zero is no ordinary ...... Person...... Maybe it's people. Duan Tiannan paused, "When I was young, I followed him for a long time, and I only killed him once. ”

"He is cunning and cautious, he never shows up in person, and on several occasions I thought I had found his lair, only to be a puppet controlled by him."

Legend has it that Zero has only been killed three times since its appearance.

The middle-aged man sitting on the couch said that he did it once.

"Don't meddle in the rest of the matter, just watch these boring westerns quietly." The girl walked out of the kitchen with a large bowl of beef stew and placed the beef stew on the coffee table in the living room.

She took a bowl, walked to the door, opened it, went out and knocked on the neighbor's door.

The door was opened by a middle-aged woman with two children.

The children all smelled the fragrance, looked at the bowl in the girl's hand, and swallowed.

They are too young to hide their wistful eyes.

It's a slum, and even in this better area, you don't get meat very often.

"There is too much stew, our father and daughter can't finish eating, and the children are still growing ......"

Children are the hope of the slums.

The girl didn't understand why people like Duan Tiannan ended up in the slums, but when she saw these children, she understood a little.

It is a place of despair and hope.

After all, she was also picked up by Duan Tiannan from the pile of corpses.

When she was a child, she liked to listen to Duan Tiannan talk about those legendary stories and legendary characters.

There is a zero, there is the first generation of the A00, there is Dr. Jiang, there is a summer ......

The stories are always glamorous, as they walk the walls of Parliament, roam the shelter of the night, dance with down-and-out royalty, hunt in the cold winters of the Far North, and master the truest corners of the world, sometimes friends, sometimes foes.

But as she grew up, she found herself living in a slum at the bottom of society.

She once thought that Duan Tiannan was lying to her.

"Do you know the rules of the Old West Cowboy Showdown?" Duan Tianzheng's voice came from the living room.

The girl returned to this humble home with an empty bowl.

She sat down on the couch and put down the bowl in her hand.

"I'm not interested in knowing."

"They will feel that honor is more important than life, that pulling out the gun first means that they are afraid of death, and even if they win, they will lose their honor, and they will fall into a confrontation scene all the time, waiting for the opponent to draw the gun first...... If the one who draws the gun wins, he will get both the honor and the life of his opponent. ”

……

Back in the 13th arrondissement, the afternoon and evening were calm.

Many animals like to move in the dark, and the night is a protection given to them by nature.

Lu Wen washed the dishes and leaned back on the sofa.

Xia Chuluo has been leaning on the sofa since he came back, he hasn't moved, and Lu Wen has handed it to his mouth when he eats.

"It hurts to move, so let's lie here tonight."

"It's only a few steps to the bedroom...... Aren't you pretty energetic during the day? ”

"So you need to save energy at night."

“……”

Anyway, Lu Wen doesn't need to sleep, just take care of this girl.

Of course, he can sleep if he wants, and like a normal person, his eyes are closed and opened for a night.

Lu Wen wondered more than once, what had he been reborn into?

He docked a message.

In a distant no-man's land, another body is setting a trap to wipe out the seven executives.

People can put it, but weapons will stay.

"There are a lot of android organizations in the no-man's land, if we can unite them all, maybe we can build a society that belongs to androids?"

Lu Wen felt that in the current form, if he was allowed to develop, something would happen one day.

And he's just in case.

If it really develops to the worst, no matter which side wins, he can have a place.

It's a bit of a two-boat ride......

The night passed quickly.

When the sky was just slightly bright, Lu Wen's mobile phone suddenly vibrate.

An unfamiliar number.

Lu Wen only has Xia Chuluo's number on his mobile phone, and he usually uses this body to send messages directly when contacting Xia Chuluo.

"The first time someone called me."

As a walking Android, it's an amazing feeling.

"Is it Executive Lu? I know you definitely didn't sleep, androids don't need to sleep. The voice on the other end of the phone was somewhat familiar, and Lu Wen thought hard about it.

"Little painter?"

"It's me, it's me, I found your contact information on your Executive Board's website."

The voice was a little small, and I felt that the little painter opposite was talking quietly in the quilt.

It was just after six o'clock in the morning.

Outside, it was gray, blue and pink intertwined in the mist.

"Executive Officer Lu, I have a situation here."

"Just call me Lu Wen."

"Okay, Executive Officer Lu, when I was just sleeping in a daze, I suddenly felt something trembling under me."

"You ...... describe that"

"Listen to me, I slept on the side of the street, just like the wanderers, except that I didn't have a newspaper...... You know me, street painter, you need to find inspiration, art comes from life. ”

Really, on the street, painter.

Lu Wen thought about the fact that this guy got so much bounty last time, so he didn't sleep on the streets, and he also had a certain income from selling paintings.

He didn't know much about this kind of life.

Maybe that's art.

"You mean, there's something shaking under the street, is it a sewer?" Listening to the description of the little painter, Lu Wen suddenly came to his senses.

Yesterday Zero left a note saying that he would show up today.

Monsters love to drill sewers.

Now there may be traces of monsters in the sewers of the entire city of Mou.

During this time, people continued to go missing, and the missing places happened to be monitoring blind spots, and there were sewer manhole covers in the scope of the dead spots.

"Yes, where I sleep, not far away, there's a sewer manhole cover, I ...... I heard about the monster recently, so I was thinking......"

"Hang up the phone immediately! Turn on your phone's location sharing, lie quietly on the side of the street, close your eyes, and don't move! ”