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Chapter 95 Xiaoba

 "Ningze?" Kira shook Ma Ningze.

"Ah?" Ma Ningze recovered and found that he was still in Shuguang Club.

"No...it's okay..." Ma Ningze avoided Kira, wiped his eyes, waved his hands, and looked a little pale.

"I'm fine." He said seriously.

Kira looked at his friend in front of him hesitantly, then nodded.

"If you have hypoglycemia, there is a snack vending machine on the second floor." Kira said seriously.

"Thank you for your concern." Ma Ningze nodded.

After Kira left, Ma Ningze went to the second floor, bought some coffee and added sugar.

Adding sugar to coffee is a habit he left behind when he was a programmer...

Because in the past, he drank coffee without adding sugar...

He likes the taste of Xia Weiyi coffee, and he also likes Yunlan coffee...

He doesn't like Blue Mountain... doesn't like Italian...

It's made by hand... it's held in front of you by someone... it's made by a butler who is responsible for ensuring the quality...

But, when he went to drink cheap instant American...

He never liked adding sugar, so he silently added sugar to it.

Sugar is a good thing, it can numb people and taste the bitterness...

In a developed society, people's obesity rate can actually reflect the overall pressure of the society to a certain extent.

Ma Ningze looked at the M1 Heretic body placed in the lobby on the first floor...

"Xiao Ai." Ma Ningze confirmed that no one was around and picked up the phone in his hand.

"After Kira writes the program, leave a backdoor." Ma Ningze said calmly.

"Concealment is the first priority!"

"Cannot be excluded as second priority!"

"Remotely controlled self-detonation is the third priority!"

"Hacking is the fourth priority!"

His tone was full of coldness...

"Yes, sir!" Xiao Ai replied on the phone.

"No one can stop me..." Ma Ningze murmured in a voice that only he could hear, "Ground Alliance can't, PLANT can't... no one can!"

"Sir, someone is coming." Xiao Ai reminded.

"Let's dance!"

Before the person who made the sound appeared in Ma Ningze's field of vision, goosebumps began to appear on his skin.

"Representative Sahak..." Ma Ningze turned his head calmly and looked at Ronde Jina who appeared beside him.

"I watched your fight just now." Ronde Gena said with a smile, stretching out his slender fingers, "Unfortunately, your endurance is not strong enough."

"..." Ma Ningze looked calm, "So?"

"Are you interested? Have a fight with me?" Gina said with a smile.

"Driving the M1 Heretic."

"No." Ma Ningze continued to drink coffee, "I don't like to compete with people whose status is higher than mine."

"Losing makes me look worthless. Winning makes me... look worthless too." Ma Ningze replied.

"But fighting to the death won't be a problem, right?" Gina was still smiling.

But Ma Ningze saw the coldness in his eyes.

"Then I admit defeat." Ma Ningze replied simply.

"...Hmph, boring." Gina looked at Ma Ningze's calm appearance, snorted coldly, and left.

Now Ma Ningze is no longer the ordinary person who could be controlled by Gina at will.

Now that he has the approval of the Asghar family and the Eighth Fleet, it would not be conducive to the interests of the Sahak family to touch him rashly.

Although Rondjina seems to have some brain problems, he is also a family animal...or in other words, a representative of the family. He cannot do anything that goes against the interests of the family.

At least, that's how it seems to Gina.

[Everyone in this world is tightly bound by ‘relationships’.] Ma Ningze looked at Gina’s leaving figure and sneered.

[Even a person in a high position like you is still like this... bound, bound.]

[In front of ordinary people, you are like a god, but in front of family interests, you are nothing.]

[No...not just Gina...] Ma Ningze thought silently.

[Grandpa...and my father in the previous life...]

[Even if my father gives money to grandpa, there will be more grandpas... and there will be more... people who exploit others like my father did...]

[My father doesn’t want to take the initiative to exploit them...but if he doesn’t, he will be swept to death by other giant crocodiles who will exploit him.]

[Conflicts will not be resolved!]

[Everyone who recognizes these 'relationships' is a poor creature who is bound.]

Ma Ningze looked at the void ahead.

【And I will break this corrupt cycle.】

【I want to tear apart the old relationships that are bound between people!】

Fireworks called anger burned in his pupils.

【I want to establish a new order.】

"Huh?" Xiao Ai suddenly said, "Sir, I found a new spacecraft entering Orb."

"Oh!" Ma Ningze nodded, "Are they those waste merchants?"

"...Yes." Xiao Ai hesitated, "But...I also discovered that they were carrying the things you left behind..."

"Red heresy?" Ma Ningze smiled, "It seems that the plot has not strayed too far..."

"Wait!" Xiao Ai suddenly made a strange sound.

"What's wrong, Xiao Ai?" Ma Ningze asked strangely, and then he seemed to realize something, "It can't be..."

"It's okay, sir..." Xiao Ai was silent for a while, and then returned, "It's an existence I didn't expect..."

"Didi!" At this time, an alarm suddenly sounded on the handbag of a brown-haired man.

"What's wrong, little 8?" the male young man asked strangely.

"..." A line of words appeared next to the handbag.

[It’s okay! Luo, I found the same kind!]

After the font appeared, a shy smile appeared in a humane manner.

"???" The young man was a little confused.

……

Ma Ningze returned to the Archangel's bedroom.

Not long after he sat down, Hello Xiaoai reminded:

"Sir, someone is looking for you."

"Dong dong dong..." At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

"Zi——"

Ma Ningze's bedroom door opened.

"...?" The first moment Ma Ningze saw the visitor, his head was filled with questions.

He thought that anyone would appear here, but he never thought that it would be this guy.

"Hello, sir!" The man with long white hair who appeared before came to this bedroom.

At this time, he already looked haggard. He was no longer as aloof as before.

The gray suit also looked dusty, and the white hair on the top of his head was not as smooth as that day.

"You..." Ma Ningze's first thought was whether he should go back and punch that old fox Uzmi.
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