Cyber ​​Swordsman 2121

Chapter 123, temptation

He asked with some puzzlement: "Haven't we already called the police? Why didn't we wait for the police car to pick us up? It's like looking for a moving company when we came to the hospital, it's safer."

"That is safer, but safety does not mean it is the most appropriate choice. It seems that it is safer to stay in the hospital than what we have chosen at the moment, but that will lose future vitality. Now the same."

Zhang Baoren sighed, "We always have to face some things."

"Since the news that the sword was on us was exposed, it is impossible to avoid the entanglement between us and those monks."

"The only way to be truly An Sheng is to show the strength that can match that sword among the group of monks."

"And this requires fighting, fighting, understanding, communicating with, and intelligence."

"Just thinking about escaping can only lead to escaping, inescapable and inescapable."

"Last time, it was because the matter was urgent, and we didn't have much preparation, so we couldn't do anything, but this time we must take advantage of this opportunity to actively obtain as much information as possible about monks."

"But are we really ready? Those guys...those weird guys." There were big fluctuations in the tone of the mouth, and I wondered if it was the shadow left by the long-browed demon monk last time.

"Can we really do it?"

Zhang Baoren stretched out his hand and touched its bulging body, "Why not, don't lose confidence before we start, you know we have already killed a demon monk."

"But that time was also due to luck..."

"It's okay." Zhang Baoren said softly.

According to Zhang Baoren's killer experience inherited from Zhang San, no matter facing any enemy, the most taboo thing is to imagine it as some kind of weird, absurd, omnipotent vision.

That way, more than half of it is lost before it even starts.

So he carefully analyzed the information about the monk, aiming to pierce the fear shrouded in his heart, and at the same time strengthen his confidence.

"After this period of understanding, although we still can't have an overall understanding of those monks, we have some big-frame cognition."

"According to the summary of the information we have obtained from various places, monks are existences with strong technological capabilities, and more precisely, they are existences that tend to master information technology."

"There is no problem with that."

"Ah."

"Then do you think those monks have unlimited technological capabilities?"

Even if he shook his body with a mouthful, "How is it possible!"

"The world is materialistic. Whether it is a warrior or a monk, as long as it exists in this world, it is naturally born because of the development of the times and is rooted in reality."

"Yes, they are all based on reality, and their technological capabilities are also derived from the development of real science and technology."

"It may be because some secret laboratories, some monopoly oligarchs, have special weapons that are not circulated in the ordinary market."

"But there will never be any superpowers beyond the understanding of reality, or black technologies far beyond this era."

"This can be seen from the fact that monks of different digital categories cannot cross the federal law without a trace, and the anti-intrusion firewall installed by the bionic omnic company for robots can also be seen."

"Still within the same system, still subject to restrictions."

"The restraint they show in the face of Heaven also proves this."

"In short, those monks are indeed dangerous, but they are not perfect, unsolvable existences, and they are still manageable."

"What we lack is nothing more than intelligence, and this is one of the reasons why we took the risk this time..."

After Zhang Baoren's psychological counseling, he returned to normal, "I understand, since this is the case, let's go, take advantage of this rare opportunity, and try to see what monsters and snakes are there..."

"That should be the case." Zhang Baoren nodded with a smile, touched the sword box hidden behind his back, and listened to the inaudible but impatient sword cry from the speaker.

Then, carrying the luggage and the robot, he walked out of the hospital gate under the eyes of the seemingly normal, but actually unknown, presence of surveillance.

Walk towards the Victoria District Police Station in the north of the city.

Of course, it is impossible to walk all the way. The location of the People's Hospital is in the core area, and it is half an hour's drive from the North City Police Station according to the navigation display. If you only rely on your legs, it may not be possible to walk for half a day.

If you can take a car, of course you have to take a car.

Opposite the People's Hospital, on the 18th floor of the International Center of Ganges Building, the air station.

"Hello, dear passengers, train No. 2333 is about to enter the station, passengers who want to get on the train..."

As the standard Chinese broadcast finished, an old train with an oxidized blue-black appearance just happened to come from the winding lane in the sky.

Whoops...the car door is wide open.

After getting on and off the train, the train set off again, starting a journey through the urban steel jungle.

The aerial railway connects the city three-dimensionally like a swimming dragon, walking and stopping, and people going up and down, just like the blood vessels that transport blood to the bones of the city's buildings.

Zhang Baoren huddled among the crowd in the carriage, looking at those tired people with similar faces.

Looking at the eyes that seemed to have lost their souls and became dull.

Looking at those waists that were so straight that they couldn't be straighter, they seemed to be fixed in place, looking straight ahead like dolls...

At some point, the car became eerily quiet.

Zhang Baoren raised his thoughts subconsciously, and then saw those puppet-like passengers in the carriage suddenly looking at him at the same time. Their bodies did not move, they just turned their heads. Some people turned their heads 180 degrees, to the back.

His eyes stared straight at himself, with some scrutiny in his eyes.

"who!"

Zhang Baoren snorted, then shrank his body slightly in an instant, put his back against the carriage, secretly clasped the gold band on his wrist, and kept vigilantly on guard for 4 weeks.

It can be seen that his body is trembling slightly, this is not fear, but a state of movement that can burst out all the power in an instant.

"Zhang Baoren..."

"Zhang Baoren..."

"Zhang Baoren..."

The pedestrians in the carriage opened and closed their mouths, making rigid voices.

"You release the sword..."

"You release the sword..."

"You release the sword..."

"Stop pretending to me here!" Zhang Baoren snorted coldly, turned his palm over, and a golden-red stick appeared in his hand, with gold hoops on both ends, like a long stick made of concentrated energy.

The ape demon musket stick rose into the air, and hit heavily on the head of the man in front of him who was facing his body but facing forward.

With a bang, the watermelon burst.

(End of this chapter)