In the science fiction world, my vest is a mechanical god.

This interrogation room.

"asshole!"

"Qi Xun, I didn't expect that you are not only a traitor, but also an inhumane bastard!"

At this interrogation table, Manny, who was taking notes, also stared at Qi Xun fiercely and cursed angrily!

No wonder Manny was so angry. If the news revealed by Qi Xun was true, then, in other words, Qi Xun had always known that a certain extraordinary force planned to cause disaster to the city, but the other party chose to turn a blind eye. …

This move alone is enough to prove Qi Xun's ruthlessness.

What is even more horrifying to think about is that such a disaster is likely to cause great damage to the city!

…………

"Haha, what about traitors?"

"If you can survive, it doesn't matter what means you use."

On the iron chair, Qi Xun's hands and feet were bound by chains. He glanced at Manny lightly without any intention of retorting.

For Qi Xun, who is at the end of his rope, as long as he can survive, betraying the extraordinary forces behind him or betraying his colleagues is a way to save his life.

Only by living can you have everything!

If you die, then you really have nothing.

In order to survive, Qi Xun will do anything and do anything that violates the bottom line.

He has no shame in such a thing.

…………

In a rental house.

Wang Zhong, who was eating dinner, received a call from Manny. He ignored the food in his mouth and said with disbelief: "What? This guy Qi Xun? He actually wants an amnesty." Moreover, it is very likely that he knows a terrorist plan that threatens the city!"

"That's right! Wang Zhong, do you think it's irritating or not?"

On the other end of the phone, Manny's angry voice came.

"Hey, but it's a good deal to save Qi Xun's life so that we can avoid the horrific disaster that threatens our city."

"Mannie, you don't have to be angry with this kind of person. Anyway, if you can't die on patrol, you will be jailed for the rest of your life."

After coming back to his senses, Wang Zhong persuaded Manny helplessly.

"That's right! Live a lifetime and sit in jail for a lifetime. Qi Xun deserves it!"

"Yes! So! We still have to be a little more open-minded about everything."

After Wang Zhong and Manni chatted for a while, he hung up the phone. Instead, he called his girlfriend again and asked her to come back a few days later.

…………

In the living room.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zhong couldn't help frowning and said with a helpless expression: "This Qi Xun is really lucky! He has been sentenced to death, but he can still make a comeback, which is simply awesome! "

"However, if what Qi Xun said is true, then what are those ninjas from the Sakura Border planning to do to that [museum]?"

Previously, Wang Zhong had eavesdropped on the conversation between Qi Xun and the people at Sakura Border. He knew very clearly that those at Sakura Border were still tracking down this [Museum Artifact]...

If these people from Sakura Border really plan to cause some kind of disaster in the city, then 90% of the other party's purpose is this [Museum Artifact]...

"Depend on!"

"I just finished dealing with this [Sain Mechanical Prosthetic Company], and now I have to face enemies at the Sakura border again?"

"Don't let anyone rest!"

On the sofa, Wang Zhong put his right hand on his eyebrows and said helplessly: "And, what the hell, the city is going to be destroyed? What kind of disaster is this! Oh, I don't live in Gotham City or Metropolis. ! There are no superheroes or supermen here!”

However, even if Wang Zhong guesses the truth of some things, he is not worried because he has such confidence.

[Level 4 Psionic Warrior]!

This strength is enough to give Wang Zhong the confidence to face any difficulties.

"However, I also need to look for more special mechanical creations to enhance my strength."

After a while, Wang Zhong squinted his eyes and muttered thoughtfully.

After all, Wang Zhong's strength comes from the amplification and strengthening of this [primary mechanical creation].

"That's right, this [Half-Demon Warrior] has been dealt with by me. Where should I get this holy power from?"

"…………"

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The next morning.

Bureau.

When Wang Zhong was sitting in his seat with a bag of fried dough sticks and a cup of soy milk.

A man with a mean look like Zeng Xiaoxian poked his head over from the side. He looked at the bag of fried dough sticks on Wang Zhong’s table with shining eyes, and said hungrily: "Wang Zhong, I still have it." I haven’t had breakfast, can you give me some fried dough sticks?”

Hearing this, Wang Zhong raised his head, glanced at Xiaoxian, and said speechlessly: "Didn't you say that your stomach has been feeling uncomfortable recently? Why don't you have breakfast on time?"

"Hey, I went to the doctor, but who knew, the doctor actually said that my disease can't be cured!"

As soon as he said this, Xiaoxian shook his head and sighed.

"Damn, are you okay? What disease do you have?"

After hearing this, Wang Zhong raised the corners of his eyes and looked at Xiaoxian with concern.

"Oh, I can't explain! Let me tell you the conversation I had with the doctor at that time, and then you will know..."

Xiaoxian shook his head and said weakly, and then he began to imitate the conversation between himself and the doctor.

…………

"Hello, doctor, my name is Xiaoxian, and I'm here to see a doctor."

"Hello, young man! I see you are majoring in gastroenterology. Let me ask you a question, what is your diet lately?"

"It's regular. Of course it's regular. In the morning, noon and evening, after my dad and my mom finished eating, the leftover food they had was still hot, so I went to eat it immediately."

"Um? Besides this, is there anything else?"

"Yes! When we were having supper at night, my sister gave the leftover takeaway supper to me..."

"Young man, don't you have a dog at home?"

"No, what? I even want to eat the dog's leftover food?"

"Uh! Young man, I can't treat your disease here. Otherwise, you should find another doctor."

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On the office seat.

Forehead……

While Wang Zhong was eating fried dough sticks and listening to Xiaoxian's translated words, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and looked at Xiaoxian as if he was looking at a mental illness.

In fact.

After Wang Zhong listened to this conversation, he very much agreed with what the doctor said, because Xiaoxian really couldn't be saved!

"No wonder, then have you gone to see another doctor?"

However, out of this humanitarianism, Zhou Changqing still asked a question.

"Yes! However, those doctors said that my disease was not from the gastroenterology department, but from the neurology department. They are really crazy!"

"With such medical skills, you still dare to become a doctor!"

On the side, Xiaoxian's eyes bulged and he said angrily: "If I hadn't said that I had no money, they would have continued to say that, and maybe they would have asked me to go to a psychiatric hospital!"