Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 214 Machine Soul?

Behemoth Foundation Building, Manhattan.

Director Taylor, the founder of the Behemoth Group, was looking at the gold coin with the Continental Hotel printed on it in his hand. Next to him was Qian Bo, the son of another director who had been in contact with Wang Yi.

That ability was bounty hunting, and later, through the bone arrows bestowed by the ancient Egyptian gods, it was upgraded to a congenital alien with the ability to perform romantic sniping.

Obviously, the status of this director's son in the Behemoth Group is not low, not just because of his identity as the director's son.

"So our Mr. John Wick has unified the entire New York underworld and reset the rules? And he uses this kind of gold coins to conduct some transactions?"

"Yes, Mr. Taylor. It only took a negotiation and some tricks. Now the few gangs that are still in New York have become partners of the Continental Hotel. But so far, the Continental Hotel itself does not have any business such as drugs and human trafficking."

"This Mr. John Wick is a smart man. He can even come up with the idea of ​​using gold coins to replace some transactions. Have you found out about his past?"

"I'm sorry, but this is all the information we can find. It's all here. It's all the information from last year when he showed up in New York and wiped out the Irish."

Director Taylor put down the gold coins and looked at the ones collected by Qian Boer. There was no false version, that is, all the ones when Wang Yi was acting as John Wick. Director Taylor just glanced at them because he had seen them many times.

"Have we invited him twice?"

"Yes, Mr. Taylor. But I didn't meet John Wick himself both times. His two representatives were responsible for receiving me, but neither of them gave me an accurate response."

Director Taylor was silent, then abruptly changed the subject.

"By the way, how's the investigation going at the ant nest?"

"At present, none of the people we have planted in the Ant Nest have figured out what the Ant Nest is doing. We only know that they will make a big move in New York recently, but we don't know if it is targeting Wang Yi. I did tell them according to your instructions that their previous two actions were sabotaged by Wang Yi."

"I believe you on that, kid. What about our Mr. Wang Yi? What is he doing?"

"Just like the daily reports I write, it's very normal. Apart from going out to see the scenery and buy groceries, I practice in my own residence. Recently, I often go to Long Island to check on the progress of Professor Tesla's Wardenclyffe Tower."

"What about our side?"

"The first batch of candidates has been selected. They are all retired soldiers who participated in the European War. There are 30 people in total. They have passed the assessment both mentally and physically. But we have to wait for the final results. In addition, according to your instructions, we have deliberately slowed down the progress of Wardenclyffe Tower..."

At the end, Chamblee stopped talking because he couldn't figure out what Director Taylor was trying to do.

Did he really think that by slowing down the construction of the Wardenclyffe Tower, he could force the other party to surrender?
The more Qian Bol interacted with Wang Yi, the more he understood one thing.

The aliens may have withdrawn from the stage of the times under the hot weapons war of industrial civilization, but not all of them. There are always some aliens who can still shine in this hot weapons war.

And the Wang Yi he had met would be the most eye-catching among these few extraordinary people.

"Relax kid, I know what you're worried about. I know better than you how serious it is to anger a powerful Inhuman. But you forgot one thing, Inhumans are also human, and humans have weaknesses. Our Mr. Wang Yi may be immune to the shock of industrial civilization, but he must consider what the political and military forces we cooperate with will do to his country if he really does that. I like a saying in their Inhuman circle, which is that supernatural powers cannot defeat destiny. Now, we and the country behind us are destiny."

As he spoke, Director Taylor placed two telegrams in front of Chamblee.

One is from Germany and the other is from the Republic of China. After seeing the contents recorded on it, Qian Bo was stunned and looked at Director Taylor in front of him.

"In 1919, after the signing of the Treaty of Versailles, French Marshal Foch said that this was not peace, but a 20-year truce. Now it seems that the time he said is a bit too long, and it has already begun. Last time it was the entire European battlefield, what about this time?"

Chamble paused, and Director Taylor continued.

"From the current perspective, the Great Depression will last for a long time. I believe some people have already smelled the scent of war. This is true for me and Mr. John Wick. We are all waiting for an opportunity to gain benefits. So our Mr. Wang Yi dare not do anything to us no matter what. He needs the help of our Behemoth."

“Do you like watching Chinese dramas?”

This was another very jumpy question, which left Qian Bol with a face full of question marks.

Before he could answer, Director Taylor took out the third telegram and handed it to Chamblee.

"This is a telegram from Mr. Wang Yi's family. Please go there. Also, please go to the Continental Hotel in my personal name and invite Mr. John Wick to go to Chinatown with me to enjoy the performance of the Chinese Drama Troupe from the Republic of China."

"Yes."

Chamble took the telegram and left quietly. Director Taylor was left looking out the window at the skyscrapers that were no longer as bustling as before, wondering what he was thinking.

Chamberlain was very efficient because Wang Yi was visiting Tesla's masterpiece, the Wardenclyffe Tower, in West Egg, Long Island, at the original site of the mansion of Jay Gates, the predecessor of his professional manager James Gates.

Compared to East Egg, where the wealthy old nobles live, West Egg is basically inhabited by the new rich who made their fortunes during the "Roaring Decade", that is, the nouveau riche group that the old nobles look down upon.

This group of people was also the one that was hit hardest by the Great Depression. After all, the basic sources of their wealth were somewhat shady, such as buying and selling bootleg liquor and speculating in the stock market, but relatively few of them made their fortunes from industry.

It's just that the old-established consortiums like the Behemoth Consortium got a bargain. As an alien organization, they are newcomers.

But when it comes to making money, even the Ant Nest, currently the number one Inhuman organization in the United States, has to take a back seat. It's just that the scale of the Inhumans allows them to adopt a direct business war model in many cases, snatching meat from the Behemoth Consortium, and the Behemoth Consortium dares not speak out. In addition to the Wardenclyffe Tower that Tesla is overseeing, there are other industries of the Behemoth Consortium, but these have nothing to do with Wang Yi.

He was looking at the telegram sent by Chamberlain at this moment, frowning slightly.

The content of the telegram was not much. It simply said that Mr. Qin, who was in charge of the Sitong Logistics Company in Beijing, had asked someone to bring him some local specialties, and asked him to go to Chinatown to pick them up from the Chenghua Society troupe when the time came.

The content was very ordinary, but Wang Yi knew that something was wrong at home.

Because before he left the Republic of China, he had agreed with Mr. Qin and the others that after arriving in the United States, he would send them a telegram every month through the Behemoth Foundation, with a few photos attached, to tell the old man that everything was fine.

But this time, the old man sent me a telegram and even brought me some local specialties? Is there anything that cannot be said in the telegram that requires me to meet him offline?

"Old Qian, I have a favor to ask of you."

"Is this the personnel list of the troupe? I've already asked for it. It's here. I have other things to do, so I'll leave first."

Qian Bol, who knew what Wang Yi wanted to ask, also handed over a list. Looking at the names on it, Wang Yi also fixed his attention on one of the names. Is it this one?
Qian Bol was not curious about the changes in Wang Yi's expression when he looked at the list. He came and left in a hurry.

Wang Yi also put away the list and watched Qian Bo leave. Then he followed Tesla and looked at the Wardenclyffe Tower, which was just about to be topped off.

This is an iron tower, with the lines laid along the iron frame all the way to a semicircular dome that has not yet been formed at the top.

In the center of this hollow iron tower stands a column, which is also hollow. This is the control room of the Wardenclyffe Tower.

At this time, Wang Yi and Tesla looked around the building, and their eyes paused on the laid lines.

Because at this time only Tesla next to Wang Yi could see that the parts of Wang Yi's body that were not covered by clothes were all standing up, and even Wang Yi's short flat hair looked like a hedgehog, with electric sparks moving around from time to time.

"Do you feel it? Wang Yi!"

Tesla looked at the changes in Wang Yi's body with sharp eyes and resisted the urge to touch him.

"It's a very intuitive feeling, Professor. What did you do? Why do I feel like I'm attracted to this tower? And it seems to have life."

"Haha, finally there is something that you strange people can't understand. I can't tell you too much about the details. Even if I tell you, you won't be able to remember it or figure it out. You are not cut out for learning."

Hearing Wang Yi's words and the expression on his face, Tesla also laughed.

"Professor, you can't curse like that."

"Let me, an old fellow, show off for a bit. As for you saying it has life, that's actually true, because I rebuilt the Wardenclyffe Tower by combining the knowledge of the Inhumans called Refining Equipment. There is a lot of knowledge in it that you cannot understand. I'll also tell you the truth. I know they are delaying the progress, but I don't care because I also need time to check every completed area."

"That's not like you, Professor. According to outsiders' descriptions of you, shouldn't you always be full of confidence?"

"The past is the past, and the present is the present. I have a feeling that this should be the last experiment of my life, and I don't want to fail at the last hurdle."

Hmm? Upon hearing this, Wang Yi also reached out and pressed on Tesla's shoulder, and the true Qi flowed through his body. The old man was still strong and healthy, except for some minor ailments that should be present at this age.

That means it could be an external factor?
"Don't worry about me. With my identity, I am destined to die from an accident, disease, or natural causes. They don't dare to do anything to me. I just feel that after this is completed and I witness you evolve wireless power transmission with my own eyes, I will have nothing else to pursue. Time does not allow me to do anything else."

"professor···"

Wang Yi was about to say something but stopped himself, but still secretly transferred some of his true energy into the old man's body.

These true qi have no effect, they just help regulate the body and prevent the old man from getting too tired.

"Okay, go back after you finish reading. Since you received a letter from home asking you to go get some local specialties, then don't stay here any longer. I'll tell you when everything is done. Let's go."

"Professor, before that, please satisfy my curiosity."

"Ha, you can understand that this tower has a soul. The soul of a person is called a spirit. What do you think should be called when a building or a machine has a soul? You in the East seem to call it a spirit of an instrument, right?"

"I think it's more appropriate to call it Machine Soul."

"Machine Soul? What a good name, what a good name!"
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On the bridge leading from Long Island to the city center, Wang Yi stood on the iron frame bridge, stopped and looked at the Wardenclyffe Tower which was still under construction in the distance, thinking back to his conversation with Tesla just now, and for a moment he was filled with emotion.

"It is said that the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements of the Eight Wonders is a fairy skill that touches the immortals and should not appear in the world. But Professor Tesla, this Divine Machine Hundred Refinements seems to be much inferior to your achievement. I really don't know what kind of changes your creation will bring to this era in the end..."

Having said that, Wang Yi jumped off the bridge and disappeared into a golden light.

That night, the god John Wick, who was stationed in the Continental Hotel, also met with Chamberlain, the representative of the Behemoth Group, who was brought to his office by Winston and James, at his instruction.

(End of this chapter)