Galactic Tech Empire

Chapter 212
"That's right, it's me!" Huang Haojie turned his chair and faced Rockefeller.

"How do you know it was me?"

"Because I want to know, so I know."

"Let me go, and I can give you 1000 billion US dollars." Rockefeller stared at Huang Haojie's holographic image, while using his left hand, which had regained a little consciousness, secretly touched the bottom of the chair.

"1000 billion U.S. dollars? Is Mr. Rockefeller's life worth 1000 billion U.S. dollars?" Huang Haojie asked jokingly.

"Then how much do you want?"

Come on, come on, drop!Great!

"I don't want much? I want everything!" Huang Haojie put his chin on his hands and smiled.

"Mr. Huang, don't be greedy. If I die, you won't get any money." Rockefeller continued to say falsely.

"Really?" After Huang Haojie finished speaking, he looked at Rockefeller with inexplicable eyes.

grunt!Rockefeller felt uncomfortable, and at the same time, some fine sweat oozes from his forehead, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to attract Huang Haojie's attention:
"How about 2000 billion?"

"Is Mr. Rockefeller waiting for the security of the manor?" Huang Haojie asked with a smile.

What? Was discovered? Rockefeller broke out in a cold sweat.

Suddenly a screen was projected in front of him, and it was the image of the monitoring room of the manor. The security personnel inside did not move.

"Do you really think I didn't notice your little trick?"

"It's useless for you to kill me, that virus is incurable, die with me!" Rockefeller roared in hysterics.

"Really? Since I'm going to die, you don't mind if I kill Ausong Rockefeller!" Huang Haojie said with a sly smile.

"You..." Rockefeller trembled a little. Obviously, Osong Rockefeller, as his only son and the first heir of the Rockefeller family, felt worse than killing him.

Suddenly, the picture of the monitoring room was displayed just now, and it became the bedroom of Osong Rockefeller.

"Oh! Is this your grandson? He looks quite cute." Huang Haojie pointed to the baby who was sleeping soundly on the crib.

"No, the child is innocent." Rockefeller suddenly looked like a wild cat with fur.

In the screen, a guardian robot appeared next to the baby.

"No, no, I beg you..."

The guardian robot grabbed the baby's head and made a 360-degree rotation.

Rockefeller trembled in agony: "Beast! You beast! You must die!"

"The capitalists are crying crocodile tears, hahaha! Don't be sad, it will be Osong next, open your eyes and watch how I kill your son."

The guardian robot directly lifted Rockefeller's eyes and forced him to watch the picture.

In the picture, the Osong couple was tied up by the robot, and then their flesh was cut off one by one, and the Osong couple was struggling in pain while being stuck to their mouths.

"Pain? Do you feel the pain?"

Rockefeller was already in shock, and under the huge mental stimulation, the self-protection of the human body made him unconscious. If it was the Uchiha clan, he might have opened the kaleidoscope at this time.

the other side.

In the bedroom of Ausong Rockefeller, the baby is still sleeping soundly on the crib, and the Ausong couple are also asleep.

……

One of the guardian robots took off its own "head" and inserted it into Rockefeller's head.

[Start the brain-reading program, the brain-reading begins...]
Rockefeller, who had been stimulated to the point of having a nervous breakdown, was continuously read information by the brain-reading program while in a coma. Many secrets that only he knew were exposed at this moment.

Huang Haojie looked at the information that was constantly picked up with satisfaction, and it was not in vain for his painstaking acting.

This information, together with the data from the internal network, together with other collected data, can construct Rockefeller's life, whether it is his habits, personality, hobbies, people and things he knows, etc., will be copied.

However, the memory of a person's life is obviously very large, and the speed of memory reading is not too fast. Under the constant induction, this work will take about a week.

At the same time, Rockefeller's fingerprints, pupils, voice, and genes were all copied.

……

The next day, just after dawn, Rockefeller got up for a morning run.

"Mr. Locke! Good morning!" Aisha, the cook, greeted Rockefeller.

"Morning! Aisha! What's for breakfast?" he asked, slowing down.

"Egg bacon sandwich, milk and raspberry apple salad." Aisha paused and replied.

"Well! Put it in the old place, and I'll be there in 10 minutes."

"OK!"

He continued jogging in the manor, as usual.

suddenly!

Wang woof woof... woo woo... It's that black back.

"Oh Maika! Mr. Locke is very sorry! Spike may be in heat." The security suddenly turned pale with shock.

"It's a good dog, what a pity! Forget it, since it doesn't like me, send it to the farm!"

call!The security immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly said: "Thank you kind Mr. Locke, I will send Spike to the farm right away."

Rockefeller continued to jog, but the black back was still barking at him tirelessly.

The security guard was so scared that he hurriedly dragged it away, for fear of disturbing Rockefeller and others again.

After breakfast in the gazebo, Rockefeller was going back to the villa to change.

"Master, this is an invitation letter from Mr. Donald..." the butler came over and reported meticulously.

"Let Ozon go there on my behalf, I don't plan to attend any banquets recently!"

"Yes!" The butler respectfully prepared to go down.

"By the way, I don't need someone to clean my room this week." Rockefeller ordered lightly.

The housekeeper nodded: "Okay, I will order cleaning."

"Go!" After saying that, he turned around and went to the bedroom on the second floor.

Strange? Why do you feel that Mr. Locke is acting weird today, the butler thought with some doubts.

After entering the bedroom, gently lock it up.

Then go to the toilet in the bedroom.

For seven consecutive days, Rockefeller was as usual, the only difference was that all the dogs in the manor were sent away.

at the same time.

In the forest more than ten kilometers away from Rockefeller Manor, inside a tent.

An old man with gray hair was receiving an infusion, but his face was extremely ugly right now.

On the holographic display in front of him, a picture of "Rockefeller" and the Ozon couple having lunch is being played.

Suddenly the "Rockefeller" in the picture picked up the champagne glass and toasted him with a sly smile.

"Fake squid!"

"What a happy family! Are you right? Mr. Rockefeller!" Huang Haojie's holographic image said with a smile.

That's right, the gray-haired old man is exactly Rockefeller. As for the "Rockefeller" still in the manor, it's just a bionic robot. With the adjustment of the holographic image, no one can tell the truth from the fake.

Except for those dogs, of course, they rely on scent recognition, otherwise "Rockefeller" would not send them to the farm for the elderly.

"Don't worry! Mr. Rockefeller! Soon I will become the controller of the Rockefeller family, and I will send Ao Song down to accompany you." After Huang Haojie finished speaking.

The guardian robot directly twisted Rockefeller's neck, his eyes widened, as if he was dying.

"Bring this body back."

[yes!Owner! ]

The guardian robot put Rockefeller's body into a freezing chamber similar to a life-saving chamber, and then injected liquid nitrogen to freeze it.

This corpse may be needed in the future. After all, to completely control the Rockefeller consortium, it is difficult to guarantee that Rockefeller's genes will be used.

At night, the ghost airship landed nearby and transported the freezer to the Starfish Island Research Institute.

(End of this chapter)