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Chapter 162 Foundation

The wolf is coming!

The brain-computer developers all looked serious.

They have no shortage of money.

An organization that can participate in corporate warfare cannot be short of money.

But they are very short of their own 'basic technology', and they don't want to hand it over to outsiders at all.

The senior engineer looked at these people with a smile, no longer pretending to be dumbfounded, but said calmly:

"Everyone, as a mercenary group, we are employed by the Holy Brain Group in this war, and the Holy Brain Group is divided into the northern hemisphere, and is currently ranked first."

"To put it bluntly, we not only don't care about the life and death of various companies in the southern hemisphere, but we even want you to beat them to death. The harder you beat them, the better."

"In this way, when the Holy Brain Group completes the deployment of brain computers in the northern hemisphere, it will sweep across the southern hemisphere with overwhelming force and become the final winner in this corporate war."

"However, if you indulge the 'Vinos Life Safety Group', it will become the biggest stumbling block in your corporate war," a brain-computer developer said loudly.

"Yes, this possibility cannot be ruled out," Gao Gong nodded and admitted: "But you have to understand that in previous corporate wars, no one winner can take everything, compromise, cooperate, hold shares with each other, form a trust group, and monopolize the sales market.

, this is a high probability."

"It is true that 'biochemical brain computers' are very powerful and incurable. If they are not suppressed from the beginning, once the 'brain computer virus' spreads around the world, there will be almost no solution."

"However, you must also understand that it is a biological brain-computer modification technology. It is possible to cooperate with the Holy Brain Group. At worst, you will lose half if you surrender. Instead, it will be mechanical modification and biological modification. The two sides are mortal enemies.

There is no way to reconcile.”

Everyone is silent, there is indeed the possibility of compromise between the same type of technical routes.

"Then according to your statement, if you cooperate with us, isn't this also betraying the interests of the 'Holy Brain Group'," another person said.

The senior engineer smiled and said:

"We are a military contractor and a mercenary group. We strive for the maximum benefit within the scope of the contract. This is normal, right?"

Everyone was speechless for the second time. Not to mention this kind of behavior similar to 'collaborating with foreign enemies'. In corporate wars, this kind of thing also happens from time to time because of conflicts of interest between hiring companies and military contractors.

"Perhaps we can provide another form of help, such as equipment, weapons, or even command of our corporate security department?" Another person's eyes flickered.

The senior engineer shook his head: "We are not fools. If we want to fight against the 'Vinos Life Safety Group', we must fight tooth and nail. Counting on this small favor, we must fight them tooth and nail. We will directly follow behind 'Ms. Ye'

Wouldn't it be better to win by lying down?"

Everyone was speechless.

Not only are they strong, but they also have a way out. At worst, they can just slap them on the butt and leave, and even threats and inducements will not work. This is really a pain in the ass.

Seeing that the scene had cooled down, Gao Gong curled up his lips and said:

"In this case, I have another proposal for everyone to choose from."

"All the groups present, we have jointly established a scientific research foundation. These 50 billion mechanical coins will be used as the first batch of scientific research funds to carry out basic technology research and development work."

"In addition, everyone present, including me, must come up with a 'basic technology' and make a double investment."

"As long as you join the foundation as a member, you will share technology and scientific research results, and you will have the same voting rights, but I will have a veto power to ensure that the general scientific research direction of the foundation is correct."

"As the founder of the foundation, I will be responsible for solving the 'biochemical brain computer', and the Dogo Group will be responsible for the security of the foundation in the future. How about it?"

These 'brain-computer developers' were stunned when they heard this. They did not expect that the other party would suddenly propose such an idea.

In the Cyber ​​Testing Ground, super corporations are almost equivalent to half of the ruling body. The top executives of the corporations are all superiors, with superior benefits and extremely high social status.

But the cost is also quite serious. Not only will you face brutal competition from rivals, but even if the company does not develop well, your wealth and life will be fed by the will of the company.

It is precisely in this cruel commercial struggle that some "international scientific research organizations" that only existed in peaceful times have no market at all. A single commercial spy can destroy the scientific and technological achievements of the organization.

In the Cyber ​​Proving Ground, the atmosphere of commercial espionage is quite strong.

Joint development is a great idea, why don't I just grab it?

But the general trend is the general trend. Under the general trend, there are also examples. For example, under the big threat of "biochemical brain machines", cooperation is not impossible.

And to say the least, taking out one kind of "basic technology" and sharing other "basic technologies" seems to be quite advantageous.

As for the future situation, let’s talk about it later.

"I need to report to the higher ups."

"I want to discuss it with my partners."

"I'll ask my artificial intelligence to calculate the probability."

"I'm going to poop."



Soon, the projections dimmed one after another, and finally the entire conference room was empty without a single human figure.

"Boss, why are you doing this?" The 'host computer' hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but ask.

Nonsense, of course it’s because I’m all alone and my liver is exhausted from all the work.

For the three civilization systems, conservative estimates suggest that there must be 15 ‘professional knowledge chains’.

A more conservative estimate is that there are 8 pieces of professional knowledge in each professional knowledge chain.

15*8=120

Senior engineers are now robbing everyone, even if they rely on rich women, they still haven't collected half of it.

But the plot is already halfway over.

If you can't count on yourself, you can only count on others.

But first of all, players can't count on it.

At this stage, it is quite good for players to be able to create their own skills and build equipment. As for developing ‘professional knowledge’, don’t be ridiculous, they probably don’t even know about it.

If the player can't cut leeks, he can only cut NPCs.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But an NPC who masters "basic knowledge" is a treasure no matter which camp he is in. Chief scientists, biological experts, senior weapons developers, etc.

With a high level of security, even if the senior engineers take action, they may not all be able to be brought back.

Not to mention that these NPCs must have some kind of "self-destruction chip", "enterprise-level confidentiality contract", "memory deletion software" and the like installed on them.

Even tying it down may not work.

Therefore, it is the behavior of a smart person to take advantage of this rare opportunity and cut a wave of leeks.

Similarly, if you want to achieve the goals set by Gao Gong in the corporate war, you really must rely on these large companies.

Soon, a projector came up.

Another family.

There is another one.



Half an hour later, a total of 33 company representatives came online. After waiting for a while, no one came online.

"It seems that everyone agrees with this approach?" Senior Engineer asked with a smile.

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, with different expressions, but none of them had anything to say.

Until a ‘brain computer developer’ said solemnly:

"Mr. G, we agree in principle with your request, but we also have a condition..."

The conditions are very simple and the foundation can be established, but it requires two steps.

In the first step, funds can be put in first to support ‘Du High-tech’ against ‘Vinos Life Safety Group’.

Only when Du Hi-tech solves the problem of 'biochemical brain computer' will the technical data come into play.

Looking at the senior engineer's half-smiling expression, for some reason, this 'developer' felt a creepy feeling.

He continued speaking bravely:

"Of course, your group does not have to worry that we will not act in accordance with the contract. During the corporate war period, all official contracts will be held accountable by the mother city. We can sign three contracts and submit them to the three mother cities for filing.

, so that nothing goes wrong.”

The senior engineer fell silent until everyone else became a little uneasy, then nodded:

"Can."

No one can tell whether his expression is good or bad.

After a while, the conference room became quiet again, and the senior engineer finally spoke:

"I will find someone to do things like signing contracts and filing them, but you need to keep an eye on them to make sure there are no problems."

The host computer nodded fiercely and then asked:

"Boss, when will we transfer the main force of the group from the northern hemisphere?"

"Transfer here, why do you need to transfer here?" the senior engineer asked in surprise.

"If we don't transfer here, how will we deal with the 'Vinos Life Safety Group'?"

"People are more valuable than fine people, not many."

"Well, can I ask how many elites you plan to deploy to deal with this 'biochemical brain machine'?"

The senior engineer nodded at the other party and then pointed at himself:

"One for you and one for me."

"anything else?"

"Gone."

At this moment, ten thousand grass-mud horses were running through the host's mind.


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