Chapter 29: Brainstorming Session
"Why didn't you delete him?" Joan of Arc looked at Zhang Lan, who already had a ripper, and asked suspiciously.
"Isn't it good to have one more personality in your body? He's a genius in the world of mechanical prosthetics, and he can do a lot of things that I can't do. His knowledge and talent are far more meaningful than this arm. Zhang Lan smiled.
"But he's not an obedient dog at all, but a wolf full of fangs that will bite your throat at the slightest relaxation." No one knows Jack's nature better than Joan of Arc.
"Then don't relax? I haven't relaxed for 20 years, and I'm not afraid to live like this for another 20 years. Zhang Lan said indifferently and walked up to Aaron, "Can we talk alone?" Regarding the future, it can be a bit long, because there are too many factors to consider. ”
"I'll be with you as long as you want." Aron lifted the spirit.
"Okay, let's get started." Zhang Lan nodded.
Zhang Lan and Aaron arrived at an independent anti-nuclear bombing office prepared for the president in the past, the door was locked from the inside, the walls were a reinforced concrete structure behind 3 meters, and the people who were locked out had no idea what was going on inside.
Zhang Lan said that it would be longer, but obviously Joan of Arc and Qin Feng did not have a detailed concept of this "long", because after they entered, there was no news for 7 days, and many of the problems that the rebels had to deal with were backlogged at the door.
"Do you think the boss will starve to death inside?" Qin Feng was bored, and he was very uncomfortable with the life of not being able to see Aaron, so he could only find Joan of Arc to complain.
"The food reserve in there is enough for 2 people to eat for at least 2 years, and the boss eats less, maybe he will live for 3 years?" Joan of Arc said.
"No kidding! Two men are in the same room, and after a long time, there will be problems! Qin Feng was indignant.
"What can I do? Can't blow the door open? The boss told them to do it, and they were planning for the future. Joan of Arc was helpless.
"If there is anything to talk about in the future, it's not just one word, do it! Only Zhang Lan's cowardice will look forward and backward, afraid of death, hoping that others will die for him. Qin Feng said with disdain.
"You are really wrong about this, Zhang Lan's courage is immeasurable, and he is never afraid of death, because he can always plan a way out of the mortal situation. What they are discussing now is probably to find a way to win in a game that must be lost. This is the battlefield of the wise, and we are just the pawns of the wise, to play this game well, we need to win when we fight, and we need to die when we die, that's all. "Joan of Arc knows exactly what she is.
"I'm not going to be a pawn for that bastard, only the boss can decide whether I live or die." Qin Feng said firmly.
"It's a pity, it's not for us to decide, from the moment Zhang Lan is resurrected, he should have already planned to make the whole world his pawn until he sees the fragments of the heart core." Joan of Arc never believed that there was a human being that could make a person stand against the unwavering love of the whole world, but this time, she saw it.
The meeting lasted for a whole month, and when the door finally opened, everyone could hardly believe it, because both of them had become unshaven and their whole bodies were stinking. The smell coming out of that mouth is simply a biological weapon.
In the past month, they haven't spent a minute changing their clothes or grooming, and they can live if they don't eat and, and it is estimated that they have even omitted this step.
"How did you change like this?" It was only at this time that Zhang Lan noticed the change in Aaron's appearance.
"You're not the same, you can play Jesus anymore." Aaron said.
"I need to sleep, I need to rest, my body is at its limit." After Zhang Lan finished speaking, she fainted directly to the ground, and the brothers next to her surrounded her.
"Actually, I'm pretty much there." Aaron's face was not good-looking.
"Aren't you just going to discuss things? Why did you make yourself like this? Qin Feng stepped forward to check on the boss's situation.
"Because I was so excited, I couldn't stop discussing the plan at all, I was happy again and again, and I was overturned again and again because of the emergence of new parameters, and then again, and then again, and again again, and again again. This kind of ultimate brainstorming meeting, if it weren't for his guidance, I guess my brain would have exploded. Aaron was really excited, and his hands were still shaking slightly until now.
The two were escorted down by the warriors, Zhang Lan did not arrange a room, and Joan of Arc let him sleep in his own bed. Although he was cleaned and changed into new clothes, his messy hair and beard were not combed.
It just so happened that Joan of Arc couldn't sleep, and it happened that she had a dagger at hand, so Joan of Arc sat on the edge of the marching bed, and shaved Zhang Lan with the orange lighting projected from the outside.
Zhang Lan was born very gentle, with a weak scholarly temperament, but her eyes are slender and delicate like a girl, and when she is serious, her eyes are as sharp as a knife, which makes people shudder.
Joan of Arc doesn't know what kind of power this thin man has in his body, he can still insist on himself after such a big life change, and he doesn't know what fear is?
When Zhang Lan's beard was shaved off, his delicate face was exposed again, a standard handsome guy, but unfortunately he had to be the enemy of the world.
"You're awake, why don't you speak?" Joan of Arc asked while cutting her hair, she can detect the human heart rate, obviously Zhang Lan's heart rate has increased just now, but she is quietly pretending to be asleep.
"You draw on my face with a knife, do I dare to speak?" Zhang Lan was really afraid of the woman in front of her, because she killed her lover with her own hands......
"You've fused with Jack, and you should know my story with him?" Joan of Arc was holding a lollipop in her mouth and speaking slowly, so that Zhang Lan couldn't grasp her emotions.
"I don't know much, it seems like you have a relationship with him?" Zhang Lan weighed and said.
"I joined the Mechanical Savage at the age of 10, starting as a barrier serving mercenaries to eat and drink, and mingling with this group of people who to outsiders seem to be murderous. In my opinion, they are all good people, because no one will rely on the money for drinking, and no one will do anything to me. Every time they came back from the campaign, there were fewer familiar customers at the bar, but he returned safe and sound every time. ”
"Jack always sits in the corner, alone, only drinks milk with ice, never drinks. Nor is she interested in women, and the dancers on the dance floor want to woo him as her man, but she is only fascinated by machinery. I like him, like all girls who are obsessed with heroes, and I have a heart for him. I'm very beautiful, and after a little powder, I'm also captivating. ”
"Huh." Zhang Lan couldn't help but laugh.
"If you laugh again, I'll cut your throat too." As soon as Joan of Arc said this, Zhang Lan immediately closed her mouth, "As the most beautiful woman, when Jack needed an assistant, I was naturally recommended to this position." I followed him for three years, walking with him like a dog on the battlefield, carrying a kit for him when he dismembered the enemy, and counting the amount when he ate with his employer. ”
"But even if I served him like a dog, I was just a dog to him, and I never looked at me squarely. It wasn't until he had completed the perfect mechanical prosthetic of the Iron Maiden that he searched for the right implant, and finally, he finally took one look at me, and in the midst of a hail of bullets, when the cannon was about to fall, he said, 'Love me?' Can you die for me? I nodded my head in a daze. ”
"He pushed me into the blast and I thought my life was over, but when I woke up, I was lying on his operating table."