"Hello, Zhu Ning."

Zhu Ning and Fang Ying made an appointment in the family waiting area of ​​the medical department.

Fang Ying looks no different from when we first met. Her hair is meticulous and she is wearing a professional suit from the cleaning center.

Zhu Ning can still sleep and rest in the observation room. Fang Ying should not have this permission. When Zhu Ning was sleeping, she had been working overtime for three consecutive days and worked overtime for more than 60 hours.

Zhu Ning took a special look. She didn't wear any earrings today, and Prometheus wasn't there.

Zhu Ning: "Can I ask what class of citizen you are?"

Because Fang Ying seems to never get tired.

Fang Ying: "Fourth class citizen, robot."

Zhu Ning: “I can’t tell.”

The other robots Zhu Ning had seen looked very "machine", and Fang Ying looked like a strong woman who did things neatly and neatly.

And I didn’t expect that the entire center assistant was just a fourth-class citizen. The cleaning center hired people regardless of their origins, and they did not discriminate against lower-class humans.

Fang Ying: "I'm covered with artificial skin. If you lift my scalp, you can see my mechanical skeleton."

Zhu Ning: "..."

Do people in the wasteland world have any obsession with opening human skulls?

Fang Ying smiled when she saw Zhu Ning's reaction, "The Propaganda Minister has given instructions that the reward of 40 million Singapore dollars has been credited to your account. You can see the salary details."

Zhu Ning opened her assistant computer and only looked at the balance. She had really earned NT$40 million.

Fang Ying observed Zhu Ning's expression, "It seems like you are not happy for the first time."

Zhu Ning turned off his auxiliary brain: "There is too much money, I can't imagine it."

Zhu Ning was very happy when she received her salary for the first time, but now she is a little numb. When the money accumulates to a certain level, it is like a series of numbers to her.

Especially after the apocalyptic zombie world, money is useless, and it feels unrealistic to look at this money.

She thought of the fish man who worked overtime, the pig-headed man who stayed at the hot pot restaurant because of his money because he suspected his boss was infected, Huang Yaruo who couldn't escape because she bought a house with her life savings, and Su Qingqing and Lin Xiaofeng, mother and daughter, who had no money to escape.

The pollutants she is currently experiencing can only be summed up in one word: poverty.

Wealth is flowing to the upper class in large quantities.

Zhu Ning is just a high-level wage earner, and she earned all this money with her life. She is luckier than others and has the opportunity to exchange her life for money.

After going on several missions, she began to understand more and more why most humans were expendable.

Zhu Ning asked: "By the way, where is Bao Ruiming?"

She is very concerned about this issue.

When she came out, she saw other civilians in the observation corridor, but she didn't see Bao Ruiming inside. It was too chaotic and she didn't have time for Zhu Ning to take a closer look.

She was quickly taken away for inspection and interrogation, and it was not until just now that the process was completely completed.

Where did Bao Ruiming go?

Was he taken away by the cleaning center for interrogation or was he not at the Mechanical Aquarium at all?

Fang Ying came here this time to synchronize the situation with Zhu Ning. She handed the panel to Zhu Ning: "You can see for yourself."

Zhu Ning frowned. If things go well, there will only be several consequences. The first one is that Bao Ruiming is arrested and is now either in the cleaning center or the security bureau.

In the second case, Bao Ruiming escaped but was not caught.

Both results are very easy to describe. Fang Ying did not tell her directly that the result was the third situation.

Zhu Ning took the panel. This is the action video of the White Pigeon team. Their rescuers' helmet cameras are also turned on. A summary will be made after the mission is over.

After entering the safe zone, Prometheus obtained the camera permissions of the safe zone, thus completing everyone's perspectives.

While Zhu Ning and the Gray Eagles were trying their best to buy time for the White Doves, civilians in the safety zone were crowded together, panic spread, and everyone was tense to the extreme.

Bang!

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside the door.

For a moment, the survivors were silent, staring coldly at the door of the safe zone.

The next moment, the door was violently broken open from the outside.

The witcher's steel uniform was emitting a cold light, and he was waiting at the door with heavy weapons in hand.

The demon hunter first built a simple protective zone at the door to ensure that contaminated spores would not enter before opening the door to the safe zone.

The White Pigeon team was carrying an oversized suitcase with protective clothing inside. "We are rescuers. We will distribute protective clothing next. Please dress neatly and follow us to exit in an orderly manner."

After everyone in the safe area paused for a second, they burst into cheers.

"Saved!"

"Scared me to death!"

"Damn I want to cry."

The crowd's emotions were high, and they were pulled back and forth between huge panic and joy, and finally formed a complex emotion of surviving after a disaster.

"That's great," the old man said with a gentle smile, "We are saved."

There was a little boy in the crowd. He was not very conspicuous. He was in a trance when he heard the news. In great shock, he looked up at the old man and finally remembered where he had seen him.

The curator of the Mechanical Aquarium is named Bao Ruiming, and he developed the Mechanical Jellyfish Aquarium.

When the aquarium was on the verge of bankruptcy, Bao Ruiming built an unprecedented mechanical jellyfish aquarium to reverse the decline.

The little boy's father always told him this story as a model of successful entrepreneurial counterattack.

The White Dove Team was distributing protective clothing. Bao Ruiming did not put it on himself immediately. Instead, he helped the little boy put it on first.

Ever since the little boy guessed Bao Ruiming's identity, he was stunned and didn't dare to move at all.

"My father talked about you." The little boy said softly.

"Really?" Bao Ruiming raised the little boy's arm.

"Yes," the little boy said, "He said you are very rich and talented. You are a rare talent."

Bao Ruiming said modestly: "That's because I have companions."

The success of a career is not just about one person, Bao Ruiming just stood in front of the stage.

The little boy thought for a while and asked: "Like the mechanical jellyfish and its mysterious little fish?"

"Yes." Bao Ruiming zipped up the little boy's zipper, "I hope you meet your own little Muyu."

The small herd fish will attract the prey, and then the jellyfish will kill the prey.

They will work together to create a perfect trap, and this is the trap.

"I can do it myself. You should quickly put on protective clothing." The little boy was very sensible.

"I don't need to wear it anymore." Bao Ruiming helped the little boy tighten the zipper of the protective suit. The little boy's face was tightly covered by the protective suit without any gaps.

"Why?" the little boy raised his head and asked.

"What I should do has been done." After Bao Ruiming said this, he took out something from his suit pocket. His movements were so graceful that his movements were like taking out a glasses case on his body. The little boy

I can't react at all.

gun.

His eyes widened and he was sweating profusely.

Bao Ruiming took out a gun.

Such an affable old man looks like a gentle intellectual.

Why does he have a gun?

But the little boy could no longer walk. Bao Ruiming grabbed the little boy and pulled him into his arms.

"He has a gun!" People around him shouted: "This man has a gun!"

The crowd was very dense and suddenly dispersed, leaving Bao Ruiming with an open space one meter in diameter.

The captain of the White Pigeon team was named Gong Fan. He immediately realized something was wrong and pushed away the crowd, "What are you doing? Put down your weapon."

The White Pigeon Team is a professional rescue team that has carried out so many missions. It knows that after being trapped in the safe zone for too long, some people will go insane and suffer from delusions of persecution. They feel that people all over the world have mutated, so they attack indiscriminately.

But it was the first time he saw someone taking a child hostage.

Bao Ruiming's back was turned to everyone, and the rescue team could only see the back of his head.

The little boy didn't dare to move. He peed his pants.

The little boy looked at Gong Fan eagerly through the protective clothing, don't give up on me, please, don't leave me here.

Gong Fan aimed his gun at the back of Bao Ruiming's head: "Repeat, put down your weapon!"

The little boy's voice was hoarse and he couldn't say a word. He looked at the demon hunter in front of him, and the other man's gun was also pointed here.

He looked like he had two guns pointed at him at the same time.
To be continued...