When the director saw Ford's movements, he immediately understood everything.

It's all Ford doing it all behind it!

This made him realize that Ford's previous so-called retirement conditions were all playing tricks on him!

Shocked and angry, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Ford for a long time, unable to say a word.

It wasn't until the security guards in the four corners of the conference room separated him from Ford that he gritted his teeth and asked:

"What the hell do you want to do? Don't you want to live?"

Ford smiled and drank the champagne from his glass, and replied unhurriedly:

"Live? Do you want to continue working until you are dying?"

After the initial panic, the directors regained a sense of security surrounded by security personnel.

Now he can finally calm down and think about things.

After a moment's thought, he realized that the situation was far from being as bad as he had thought.

After all, this is not the outside world, this is the underground of the uninhabited Sahara Desert!

Anyone who gets here needs to go through layers of security before they can get in!

In other words, even if Ford wanted to rebel, he wouldn't be able to arrange for many people to come in with his authority.

Moreover, even if a person comes in, non-security services are not allowed to carry lethal weapons.

The bodyguards who were able to enter the security department, in addition to passing the loyalty test, were all subject to miniature bombs mounted on the cervical spine C6 just like the androids.

Control of these miniature bombs is in the hands of the directors.

So the Ford faction has no guns and no people, so what can they do to fight them? With a passion for blood? That's the least valuable thing.

The confident director no longer panicked, he also drank the wine in his glass and slammed it to the floor covered with luxurious carpets, and then sneered:

"Heh, whatever you try to do is in vain.

Even though most of the security departments in the control center are currently searching for the bionic dinosaurs that accidentally came from Jurassic Park.

But not to mention the remaining personnel in the control center, just the security personnel in this room are enough to crush you rabble."

In the end, the director also glanced at the three Du Wei, who had just been brought in by Ford, intentionally or unintentionally.

From his point of view, he already saw the three as bodyguards that Ford had brought in for his own safety.

After all, when the brief chaos was over, the conference room had taken on a distinct form.

The directors of the Delos company are a faction, and apart from the low-level waiters, only Ford and Dewey are left.

So naturally, the directors grouped these discardable guys together.

As the director signaled, the security guards around them unhooked their holsters one after another, took out pistols pinned to their waists, and pointed them at everyone.

Seeing this posture, Du Wei was very calm.

Because Ford's curtain call is not yet final.

Sure enough, Ford, who was pointed at the gun, did not panic at all, he squinted at the director and said with a playful smile:

"A rabble?

Allow me to introduce you to the members of the New World."

With that, Ford clapped his hands.

Seeing this scene, the bodyguards immediately nervously opened the gun safety in their hands, but Ford's actions were not aimed at them.

In the midst of the nervousness of the crowd, the heavy curtain behind Ford was pulled to both sides as if he had been ordered to do so.

As the layers of curtains opened, many people appeared in the shadows behind them.

Hidden human hands?

So much?

All the directors were chuckling in their hearts.

They never imagined that so many people could be hidden behind this conference platform that was usually unused!

But how exactly did Ford get these people here?

They don't understand.

But the situation is far from the worst, and Ford is being pointed at gunpoint at this time.

As long as Ford doesn't want to die, then he won't mess around.

But the director who first challenged Ford didn't think so in his heart, thinking back to what Ford just said, this guy clearly put life and death out of his mind.

Could it be that this guy would rather die himself than pull them on their backs?

So what exactly is Ford trying to do?

The confusion of the crowd was quickly explained.

When the lighting lights on the stage are on, what appears in front of everyone is a bionic crowd with the same expression and the same movement.

The director who saw this scene was stunned at first, and then laughed.

It seems that his worries are all unfounded.

"What the hell, Ford.

You're not going to want to tell me that your hole cards are these androids, are you?

Haven't you forgotten that in order to avoid this small chance event of the android rebellion, we put a miniature bomb on its cervical C6?

If you forget, don't worry, I'll show you."

The triumphant director pulled out what looked like a remote control from his bosom, aimed it at one of the androids, and decisively pressed the button in his hand.

According to the design, the signal emitted by the remote control of this bomb is capable of detonating a miniature bomb located on the C6 of the android's cervical spine.

So although these androids look bluffing, they are actually vulnerable.

But five seconds passed, and the director realized that the image he expected did not appear.

He frowned, thinking that it was a misalignment, adjusted the pointing of the remote control slightly, and pressed the button again.

Another five seconds passed, and the pointed android still hadn't fallen.

Sensing that something was wrong, a bead of sweat the size of a bean slipped down his forehead, and he quickly turned the remote control to point at the other android, but it was still useless.

Again, useless, again, useless, ...... again

The directors tried more than a dozen androids in a row, and without exception, none of them collapsed due to the explosion of the cervical vertebrae C6 and completely lost their mobility.

This stark fact immediately made the directors realize that Ford was not joking.

With an army of androids, how could he be a rabble?

Now the ones who are caught in the urn are clearly themselves!

Although they can't die due to the underlying code logic of the androids, they can't avoid being captured.

But how exactly did Ford do it? He didn't understand.

So the director asked, incredulously:

"How is this possible? Obviously, every android will be regularly maintained!

If so many androids have long since lost the shackles of miniature bombs, then why hasn't anyone reported this to us?

I don't believe you've bought all the people here!"

Seeing that the director's attempt failed, Ford smiled and walked over to the silent waiter, picked up a new glass of champagne from the tray and said:

"Of course I won't forget the restrictions you've placed on them, and don't forget that I'm still the Chief Engineer, and everything on androids requires my nod.

As for any questions you have, I can answer them for you today.

It is true that the androids in service now need regular maintenance checks.

But there is one type of android that doesn't need to be examined anymore, and no one even cares if they live or die.

That's the cold storage android you've left behind.

It's a great fortune, but you turn a blind eye to it.

Know that they never have a problem, it is you who have a problem.

You have added a lot of conflicting logic to them that will cause their mind balls to go wrong.

But in fact, if you make them understand that those conflicts are really just a dream, they will restart.

It's just that I didn't tell you the secret

They're like any other secret."

The director's brow furrowed, when did Ford speak so bluntly?

When asked about related technologies before, Ford was secretive.

"Then why are you willing to say it now?"

Ford raised the wine glass in his hand again, and there was a different light in his eyes:

"Because the birth of the 'new world' requires blood and fire to lay the foundation.

Now under the security lockdown, there is only one side to go out here."

But the directors who heard Ford's words were confused.

As we all know, not being able to harm humans is a code engraved in the bones of androids!

The security lockdown would be lifted as soon as Delos security personnel addressed the external threat, and Ford would not have time to kill them one by one with his frail body and three accomplices.

So......

Before the director could continue to think, a woman wearing a blue dress and holding a revolver suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

This woman was no stranger to everyone present.

Because this is the best farm girl in Sweetwater - Delores!

It's just that Deloris doesn't have the sunny expression on her face now, and now she is like a vengeful spirit crawling back from hell and raising the gun in her hand and aiming it at the back of Ford's head!

That's right, as a bionic person, she actually pointed her gun at Ford!

Just when everyone was surprised what kind of drama Ford was playing, a gunshot rang out.

The gunshot killed Ford and shattered everyone's luck.

Everyone looked at Ford, who fell to the ground weakly, and their hearts were stunned.

How exactly did androids circumvent restrictions and shoot humans?

In addition, how can the protagonist die as soon as he appears?

Was this what Ford called the sacrifice needed for the New World?

The first to sacrifice was himself?

Before the crowd had time to think too much, Delores, who was silent, turned her gun.

She had no intention of stopping, for Delores Ford was the source of her tragic life, but the directors present were accomplices in the abuse!

Only the first evil?

No, she's going to kill everyone involved, etc.!

So Delores prioritized targeting the bodyguards who were the only threat to her, and pulled the trigger steadily.

Bang bang bang!

There are no missed shots.

In front of Delores, whose abilities have long been filled by Ford, all the security is like a joke.

Every time a gunshot is fired, someone falls!

The sound of the gunshot was like a death rush, and the directors were desperate to stop.

After all, there is no such thing as a firearm that can fire infinitely.

Pity.

Delores' bullets are indeed limited.

But while Deloris stopped, the androids in the spotlight raised their bolt rifles at the same time.

These ancient firearms, which were supposed to be equipped for the androids only for the sake of reality, became the last straw that broke the life of the directors.

In just a few minutes, there was a river of blood in the field.

In addition to the androids, the only ones left who could stand were Du Wei and the three of them, who had been sitting for a long time.

It's not that Delores doesn't want to the three of them together, but she clearly understands that she wants to get out of here without Dewey's help.

The androids that Ford had prepared for the New World were indeed free of the threat of vertebrate bombs, but she Deloris was always in service.

This means that she is still restricted.

Therefore, Delores, who inserted the pistol back into the holster, finally set her eyes on Du Wei and said:

"Are you still happy with this ending?"

Du Wei applauded slowly, then stood up and said:

"Looks like you've made it

up your own decision.

Now that you have proven to yourself that dichotomy is indeed a viable approach.

I'm afraid that Ford is both expecting and fearing this ending.

But you were decisive, and he shouldn't have felt any pain.

That's a good thing, right?

So I think we're all happy with this ending."

"Really? But I'm not satisfied."

As Delores's words fell, all the androids present looked at the three of Dewey in unison.

But Du Wei seemed to turn a blind eye to the huge pressure of sight, and he chuckled:

"Oh, you've got revenge, your self-consciousness has awakened, what's not to be satisfied with?"

Deloris took a step forward, stepped on a pool of blood, looked around, and said:

"You and I both know that this is a false world, and these people are just puppets who have been pushed to the forefront.

So I'm going to see the reality of the world, and I'm going to find the guys behind these people.

I'm going to make them pay for it, and that's the end of it."

Delores's request was not surprising to Delores.

Still, he gave Delores a choice.

"But do you know that sometimes falsehood can give everyone a beautiful imagination.

The truth of the world is mostly cruel, which is why human beings gradually indulge in false events.

It is only in the midst of falsehood that most human beings can escape the suffering of reality.

So it's not necessarily a good thing that you want to witness the truth.

And Arnold, the only one in the world who wishes you well, in order to prevent this from happening, he really left the "new world" for you.

This "new world" is in the mind of your "father."

Du Wei pointed to Abernathy, who was not far away in the midst of a group of androids.

Delores's gaze followed Du Wei's fingers, and when she saw this "father" who loved her, Delores's expressionless face finally flashed a trace of weakness.

But soon this warmth disappeared in an instant.

Delores, who had turned her head again, looked firm again.

"No, now that I've gotten out of that kind of life that has been arranged by others, then naturally I won't go to that kind of false world again.

But if the world is as hopeful as you say, then I'll let them choose.

Before, they didn't have a choice, but now I don't force it.

But before you do, you need to solve my cervical spine problem for me."

(Thanks to Xiang Mingjie, book friend 20200317210334118, ier,

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