Six syringes filled with blue liquid are inserted into the hexagonal metal box from the left and right sides.
The mechanically controlled push needle slowly advances to inject all the liquid into the inside of the box.
"The coolant injection is complete." The AI female voice came from above.
The swivel chair turned around, and Han Jinghu, who was leaning on the back of the chair, polished the lighter with a click and lit the cigar in his mouth.
"As expected, you failed again." He puffed out a puff of smoke and smiled at the metal box placed on the table.
A line of characters quickly popped up on the hanging computer display: "I didn't expect to get rid of him so easily."
Han Jinghu still smiled: "Then what is the purpose of you going all the way to do this? Risk exposing yourself and do something that has no profit at all, just to satisfy your own bad taste? With all due respect,
, this behavior is very childish in my eyes."
The being in the metal box typed on the computer screen and asked: "Then how do you explain what you did before, Boss Han? There is obviously a better way to deal with him, and he obviously has a good hand, but he was played to pieces by himself.
."
"Oh? Mr. Zhuo thinks so?"
"Isn't it?" The typing speed on the computer screen gradually became faster, which was enough to show that the guy in the box was getting more and more excited.
Characters flashed on the screen: "When you still had the resources of Xingtian Heavy Industry, and when your ally Jin Guozheng was still alive, you obviously had such a huge advantage, but you were ruined by yourselves."
Faced with these words, which were almost equivalent to naked accusations of his own incompetence, Han Jinghu was not angry at all, but replied in a cynical tone: "To be honest, you may be angry, but in fact I personally admire Yu Zhesen very much.
I still remember the first time I met him. At that time, he was not an elite member of the Security Bureau, but just a common man."
"Why didn't you kill him then?"
"I don't have the ability to predict the future." Han Jinghu shrugged, put his cigar on the ashtray and dusted it, "Besides, for a person of my status, how can I care about a common man? Mr. Zhuo,
You should be able to understand this state of mind better than me, especially in the past when you boasted that you had the power of super-editing and could direct your own life as you pleased. At that time, would you take an ordinary young man delivering express delivery in your eyes?"
"I... don't want to argue with you about this."
"You were the first to accuse me of deliberately letting off steam, but I know I didn't." Han Jinghu explained calmly, "The victory I achieved...or I was only one step away from victory, but I think that was the only chance.
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"That time he was trapped on the cruise ship?"
"Yes, I was ready to escape after that failure." Han Jinghu chuckled, "I can see the situation more clearly than Jin Guozheng, because I know Yu Zhesen's abilities better, and I have considered becoming his enemy more deeply.
s consequence."
"Have you already given in defeat so early? That's why you gave up to Xingtian Heavy Industry so easily without even a struggle."
"I'm not forced to a dead end, so why should I show myself struggling?" Han Jinghu teased, "Mr. Zhuo, you didn't have to struggle. As long as you are willing to protect yourself like me, why might you make a comeback in the future?"
What is preserved in that strange hexahedral metal box is the "soul" of Zhuo Yifeng, who was supposed to die on the island of paradise.
Having lost his body, he can now only rely on this mysterious device to maintain his existence, and communicate with the outside world through the data connection between the hexahedron and the computer.
"I need a new body." Zhuo Yifeng typed a new line of words on the screen.
"If you just want a body and no other requirements, it's easy." Han Jinghu replied, "The company I am running now can get you a prosthetic body. It is not difficult."
"The prosthetic body doesn't work, I want to regain the ability to use supernatural powers."
"Young Master Zhuo, it's too difficult for me." Han Jinghu smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Without Xingtian Heavy Industry, the body that was tailor-made for you would not be delivered. What's more, Jin Guozheng is dead now, and I don't have the soul exchange technology.
It’s under control, so you can’t be resurrected yet.”
The hexahedral box emitted a burst of dazzling light. Han Jinghu squinted his eyes and controlled the mechanical arm above to inject coolant into Zhuo Yifeng again.
"Don't be so irritable and irritable, like a giant baby." Han Jinghu said earnestly while watching the coolant pouring into the metal box, "No one in this world except your parents will pamper you, but I regard you as a child."
My important customer. But no matter how important the customer is, it is not as important as my own life, right?"
After the coolant was injected, the light of the box dimmed, and Zhuo Yifeng was silent for a long time before typing a new line of words on the screen: "Then when can I get the body as agreed in the contract?"
"Don't worry, I have always been trustworthy in business." Han Jinghu reassured, "If you can't wait, then consider using a prosthetic body as an alternative first. Not being able to use super editing is not necessarily a bad thing, as long as you don't let it slip, there's no need to worry.
People know you are Zhuo Yifeng."
"Is that another price?"
"Of course, it's a different price." Han Jing said with a smile, "After all, I am also working hard to start a business now."
Zhuo Yifeng said readily: "This is not a problem, I just want to see the effect. I hope that the transitional prosthetic body you provide can have the combat effectiveness of the Security Bureau's armor."
"This is not difficult. The general-purpose armor of the Security Bureau was basically produced by our Xingtian Heavy Industry in the past. I know its performance well." Han Jinghu replied confidently, "But the performance does not represent the absolute strength of the combat effectiveness.
, do you understand? Even the best weapon operators are still human beings - except for AI automated weapons."
"Are you saying that I'm not as good as Yu Zhesen?"
"Do I need to evaluate this?" Han Jinghu asked, "If Mr. Zhuo thinks that he is stronger than him, then he should reflect on why he is like this now."
This sentence once again caught Zhuo Yifeng off guard, but this time he did not lose his temper, but fell into autistic silence.
Han Jinghu was not surprised by the reaction of this special customer. For an old man like him, Zhuo Yifeng's thinking could only be regarded as that of a child in all aspects.
Zhuo Zhongshi spent all his energy and thoughts on the development of the group, resulting in neglect of discipline for his son.
But while family education was lacking, Zhuo Zhongshi compensated by giving his son generous material conditions. It can be said that it was this kind of indulgence that shaped Zhuo Yifeng into what he is today.
"Lao Zhuo, for the sake of money, I will help discipline your son a little bit." Han Jinghu leaned on the boss's chair and said to himself with a smile.
This chapter has been completed!