Leon and Zhang Yaxuan sat face to face, separated by a slender white table, the top was made of synthetic fiber, smooth and delicate reflection of the reflection of the two people, whether it was a real person or an image, they were looking at each other's eyes,

"I've seen a review of old-time movies that mentions the human gaze" Leon was the first to break the silence, but his eyes were always staring at Zhang Yaxuan, and his gaze did not flicker,

"Oh, what do you say?" Zhang Yaxuan's eyes were also sharp, and they seemed to be engaged in a showdown and contest of eyes.

"In the comment, it is said that people and people stare at each other for more than 15 seconds, and they will have ambiguous feelings, and if they stare at each other for more than 4 minutes, they will fall in love with each other, we have been staring at each other like this for two and a half minutes, and if we continue for eighty seconds, I am afraid that you will fall in love with me" Leon couldn't help laughing after speaking, he saw Zhang Yaxuan's eyes and flinched helplessly, this young marshal who grew up under orthodox education really didn't have his own thick skin,

"I thought you were going to say something, it turned out to be a joke" Zhang Yaxuan also laughed after being embarrassed, "Let's get down to business."

"What do you want to say?" Leon asked with a relaxed relaxed gaze, retracting his defiant gaze,

"Of course it's about you, I don't believe that a nobleman who grew up in a reservation can have that kind of weapon, or rather, that kind of courage, my colleagues are all soldiers who grew up in energy lasers, and they won't endure extreme pain to stimulate bones and muscles, and even melt metal into their bodies" Zhang Yaxuan asked very bluntly, "Who are you?"

Leon shrank back in his seat, feeling a little disappointed,

"That's what you're trying to say, ask for a name and an identity?" His expression was equally disappointed, which made Zhang Yaxuan look at it for a long time without saying a word, the white table was like a ravine, between two people, they were indeed people from two worlds.

"What do you want me to say?" Zhang Yaxuan asked again after thinking for a long time, he dimly realized that this was a very special opportunity for him, but whether he could seize it or not depended on the order of this conversation.

"You were educated in a decent way, although I admire the few things you did when you came to Uptown, but you really came at the mercy of orders, these are not your own ideas, am I right?" Leon said softly, "Actually, you should ask me what we can do next, if I am facing the person who gave you advice, he will definitely ask like this, it doesn't matter who I am, what I can do matters"

Zhang Yaxuan thought for a moment, and finally asked, "So, what can we do?"

Leon smiled: "First of all, you can call it a day for DreamWorks"

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Ptolemy rarely had such an expression, his style had always been kind and smiling, like a harmless old grandfather, but at the moment, he really couldn't laugh because he was facing a room of corpses.

The first thing to state is that Ptolemy was no stranger to corpses, and those who were sent to the "Imaginary Project" ended up becoming corpses, and were fully utilized by the underground workshops of DreamWorks, with almost no waste. However, at this moment, there was deep regret and fear in his eyes, the corpses in front of him were his five technical assistants and ten DreamWorks guards, all of whom had followed Ptolemy for many years, of course, they knew the most secrets, and the most important thing was that these people had watched the whole battle between Leon and the Blazing Warframe, they were Ptolemy's henchmen and foundations, and they had been fully trusted by him.

However, in order to save his own life, Ptolemy was still ruthless, and tricked them all into the dream machine, and it only took two hours to process them all into empty shells without brains.

West Auckland's sudden betrayal filled his heart with fear, and who knew if there were any ambitious guys among these people, or even the eyes of other factions of the Edison family. Both of these people are a great threat to him, because what he is going to do is completely betrayal. A few hours earlier, he had made a verbal agreement with the smiling Young Marshal K to trade the secrets of DreamWorks for a chance to survive.

"I was forced to do this," said Ptolemy, who reached out and stroked the cold face of his female assistant, who was beautiful even if she had become a shell, but who had to be sacrificed in order to express Ptolemy's determination to surrender.

A whistle came from behind him, Ptolemy turned around sharply, and saw K and Zhang Yaxuan walking side by side,

"You don't have to be so thorough, right?" K maintained his demeanor, looking at the corpses, although his naked upper body looked extremely savage, bandaged like a soldier returning from a bloody battlefield, but his smile had the calmness of the superior, "Look, I said that we can do a lot of things" He turned to Zhang Yaxuan and said, and the more elegant Asian young marshal looked at the corpses in the room, and couldn't help frowning,

"Can you tell me what to do with the deaths of these men, and what to do with the bodies?" he asked Ptolemy.

"Today's blazing armor had an accident, the alarm sounded throughout the factory, they can be said to have been killed by the blazing armor, and it was because of that damn West Oakland's mistake" Ptolemy said about his technical director, still gritting his teeth, if it wasn't for his conspiracy, the battle could have stopped in time, he didn't see so many scenes that shouldn't be seen, maybe now he still has room to maneuver, so to some extent, these people died because of West Oakland, it's the truth.

"As for the corpses...... Let them be the new warriors," said Ptolemy with some heaviness, "the recent consumption has been great."

Hearing this, Zhang Yaxuan's eyes suddenly widened,

"What do you say, become a warrior, these corpses?" he thought quickly about the meaning of these words, and couldn't help but look at K.

"Yes, naïve Xiao Xuanxuan, the blazing armor you ordered is not some assembled biomechanism, it is simply a monster transformed from a corpse," Leon said easily, with a sarcastic smile, casually walked among the corpses,

"What a perfect nerve reflex system, what a coordinated joint structure, this is all ready-made, why bother to remake it?" he pinched the hand of a corpse, and tapped it lightly with his fingertips, and the hands suddenly clasped together, and the scene was strange. And Zhang Yaxuan lost his voice and shouted:

"Aren't they dead yet?"

"In DreamWorks, it's not so easy to die," Leon's voice became a little heavy, "Although their brains have been stripped away, their bodies are still intact and vigorous, don't look at the corpses lying here, but the biological lines on their backs do not allow them to die, after cell transformation, they will grow rapidly in 120 days, both bones and muscles will become extremely tough, and become a fighting machine" Leon said here and looked at Ptolemy, "I'm right, right?"

"This is what DreamWorks provides to the bio-robot warriors of the various reservations?" Zhang Yaxuan asked, his tone was almost like an interrogation, and Ptolemy sniffed absently and replied:

"Yes, this is the actual ability of the Dream Machine, without pain, without leaving a trace, it produces a large number of free biological organisms, and then transforms them into brave warriors, otherwise how can we complete the orders as many as snowflakes on time, if all the creatures are made from petri dishes, and then mixed and mechanically assembled, I'm afraid that in the dozens of days after you arrive, we can only provide five warriors"

When Zhang Yaxuan heard this, he was a little speechless, if it was the root cause, these people died because of him, and it was he who placed the order.

"Oh! I forgot to tell you that their names are collectively known as 'Djinn Warriors'!" Leon held up a finger and pointed to a model displayed on a display stand not far away, "and you have DreamWorks' fifth-generation Djinn Warriors, fiery armors, 5,000 of them."

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In the energy car on the return trip, the atmosphere was a little heavy, the four people sat face to face, no one made a sound, the black forehead maintained a consistent silence, like an invisible person, and Zhang Yaxuan looked a little trance, after the energy car left the dead blue roof of the Blue Indigo District, he finally asked out loud:

"What the hell are you going to do with the plan?"

Leon smiled slightly,

"Finally figured it out? When I said I was going to destroy DreamWorks, you were strongly opposed, are you in favor of it now?"

"They, they are simply devils" Zhang Yaxuan's thoughts were still precipitated in the scene he had just seen, and Ptolemy took them to "visit" the real inner space of the Dream Machine, where thousands of living Djinn warriors were contained, and some of the old models of modified bodies were being thrown into the nutrient pool in batches to be destroyed, and they would be turned into simple protein and humus to feed the new types of warriors, or they would be sprinkled into the lush gardens of the Indigo District to become the best fertilizer.

As a stripped brain, part of it is purely to cope with the propaganda of the outside world, making a real brain nerve world, becoming a lucky "ideal citizen", but the number is only a pitiful 40,000, and more living brains are used as "generators", using the neuronal integration device developed by Ptolemy's team, a large number of data processing work, but the high-load operation, often less than a year will make the brain die.

What Leon had smashed that day was a neuronal assembly room, in a sense, he had broken the container that had imprisoned them, freeing some 300,000 suffering souls.

The bottom work area of the indigo area is simply a big fertilizer field, and there is really no waste of using those who enter the ideal country project over and over again.

Locke Dorjee couldn't help but say angrily on the side: "It's not the army's high orders that make trouble, you legions in the reserved area are the culprits" He glanced at Zhang Yaxuan vigorously, and the latter said dryly:

"I don't know about this, I'm afraid that you, a nobleman, also exploit the commoners, right? Don't talk about yourself as noble."

"Don't make a noise, I had a new guess just now" Leon comforted the two child-like men, trying his best to attract their attention, he didn't want a split in his "team".

The two of them fell silent, Leon's smile showed a kind of banter and evil, Black Forehead and Locke Dorge knew that when he showed such an expression, it often meant that some people were going to be unlucky, and sure enough, Leon continued:

"Don't you think DreamWorks is like a replica of the ashes of war? Yaxuan, can you introduce me to the one who gave you the idea? Maybe he knows better."

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PS: Death, terrible and hard