Stop it Cybermen, it's full of gamers

Chapter 186
"cheers!"

Four wine glasses collided.

The transparent quilt reflects brilliant blue-purple light.

"And yours, researcher." The smoker pointed to the female researcher's wine glass.

The female researcher raised her glass.

Five glasses smashed together.

The new decoration style of Beauty Bar is quite nice.

Dark floor glass is everywhere, dotted with stars, as if stepping on the vast starry sky.

Psychedelic neon lights dance between every piece of glass.

"I'm not very good at drinking," the female researcher said, "and I'm not very good at dealing with this kind of situation. I'm sorry to ask, what did you do to save me?"

Tudou Girl replied: "Do some research. You can rest on Plum Street for a few days, and then go to the warehouse district to find Anton."

"Anton?"

"Dr. Anton," the cute man took a sip of his wine, "we all call it that. It may look a bit scary, with its brain growing in a glass ball and its body covered with machines."

The female researcher's eyes lit up: "Really? Dr. Anton transformed himself into that and is he still alive? How did he overcome the upper limit of the prosthetic body's immunity? Can its nerve cells still function normally?"

The four players looked at each other.

They don't understand these things.

"Then you're going to ask about it," Potato Girl poured herself a glass of mixed fruit wine with layered colors, "We don't understand at all."

"I really want to go and see it right away."

The female researcher raised her head and drank a small glass of wine.

She swallowed the wine and said, "When I was in Thunder City, I wasn't as free as here."

"What is the Brotherhood's Thunder City like?" Brother Wolf asked.

"A doomsday fortress, a steel cage that is serious and emphasizes order, an iron-blooded army disguised as a city of ordinary survivors, a moving castle." The female researcher lowered her head slightly, "I've really had enough. For the sake of indicators, I had to study something I hated, but the gains were minimal.

So my contribution points are very low, too low.The Brotherhood wants to give me to a paladin as a wife, even though I have never met him.Paladin is of course an honorable title, and the man in the power armor is chosen as a Paladin, and his conduct will not be bad.But they never asked me for my opinion.They are all saying, you are so lucky, this paladin has always liked you, words like this.

It took me a month to find a design flaw in Thunder City; and then it took me three months to organize a group of people who, like me, wanted to go to Djinn City, and ran to the wasteland in one night.As luck would have it, the car broke down and we had to walk.When I was almost here, I was caught by a tribe of wanderers who only care about money.You all know what happened after that. "

As if to forget the past, the female researcher drank two drinks in a row.

Even if it is fruit wine with a very low alcohol content, drinking two glasses of it within one minute is still too much for her.

"We are still looking for other people, people from Thunder City who escaped with you," Smoker said. "If you know their whereabouts, you can tell us."

The female researcher shook her head: "After being caught by the wanderers in the wasteland, we lost contact. One of my companions suffers from depression. He carries a chip that stores a lot of things, but it is actually of no use. .”

Tudou Girl asked: "Why do you say it's useless?"

"Do you think that with the order of Thunder City, ordinary researchers will have access to really important things?" The female researcher felt a little dizzy. "That is a hypothetical experimental record about the development of super artificial intelligence. One direction - digital life. It took 30 years to research, during which countless resources were invested, but no progress was made at all. The Brotherhood announced that it would shelve this experimental project indefinitely. In other words, the Brotherhood headquarters gave up. This information has become a waste case."

"It may not matter to you, but to me, it is still of great use."

A stranger came over.On his head is the nickname "Chameleon".

The Brotherhood believed that taking this path was a mistake, but the Chameleon felt otherwise.

Because he and Bang Bang Jiang are the products of the end of this road, two genuine digital beings.

Chameleon pulled up a chair: "It's pretty good. I was taciturn along the way, but after drinking a few glasses of wine, I became eloquent. I should have given you a few bottles of wine earlier."

The female researcher looked directly at the chameleon: "You are the mysterious person who helped us along the way, right? Without you, we would have died long ago."

"I'm not a good person, I just do what I need." The chameleon drank a glass of fruit wine.

"Anyway, here's a toast to you -"

Before the female researcher even raised her glass, she fell down on the glass wine table.

She was still speaking vaguely.

Chameleon clinked his own cup with the wine glass of the female researcher on the table: "You're welcome."

……

The cute man heard a player at the wine table next to him saying to Locke, the female owner of the bar: "Boss, you should give me more mission rewards! Look, I not only punched the mission target, but also used My biological weapons made him unable to take care of himself!"

[Broken Arm Locke transfers 300 Groshen to you]

Broken Arm Locke said: "You did a good job, but the scene was quite disgusting. How did you come up with the idea of ​​stuffing the grenade into the jar of feces mixture?"

That scene was really relieving.

A terrified bastard, covered in gold juice and foaming at the mouth; his three bodyguards were struggling in a mixture of gold juice and blood.

In fact, the injuries were not serious, but the heated golden juice and the heat were too much tormenting the nerves.

"With my genius mind!" the player boasted, "I'm telling you, I have more wonderful designs, but I lack funds and can't make them. Boss, if you can give me a sum of money, I can A little surprise for you!”

Broken Arm Locke smoked a woman's cigarette: "Forget it. If I need you for anything, I will send you a message."

The player asked: "Will this drink be reimbursed tonight?"

Broken Arm Locke looked at the player helplessly: "Reimbursement."

"Okay, thank you boss!" The player raised his hand, "Give me two glasses of the most expensive hell whiskey! Your boss is treating me!"

……

This player's gold juice bomb still exploded.

Fortunately, he wasn't running away from the crowd, otherwise the Devil Gang would have discovered dozens of stinking players and beat the man in front of him until he couldn't take care of himself.

too disgusting.

"As for other researchers, I know one," Chameleon said. "He was outside the Beauty Bar and was begging for a drink just now. Locke, what do you think?"

Broken Arm Locke came over: "Are you talking about the homeless man outside? He came here before, just when the bar was being renovated. He was willing to work, took a sum of money from me, and then waited for the renovation to be completed. Loitering at the door. When he ran out of money to buy alcohol, I had someone throw him out onto the road."

"Let's go take a look." Brother Wolf stood up.

(End of this chapter)