The Mechanic

Adam was taken aback for a moment, as if he hadn't expected Zhang Xun's last words.

"Or." Zhang Xun walked towards Adam, put his hands on the armrests on both sides of the armchair Adam was sitting on, and looked at Adam with a condescending attitude. At this time, Zhang Xun had a sharp speculation in his eyes, "You deliberately urged me to take you to the fourth district, deliberately go to the dangerous area, because you want me to worry. You want me to see you seriously injured appearance, which in turn allows you to have the ability to defend yourself."

Adam looked at him quietly, without anger, panic, or shame, "But I don't need to go around such a long circle to convince you. I can practice secretly by myself."

"You know that if you want to gain my trust, you can't lie to me. So all decisions must be voluntary." Zhang Xun's tone is still calm, almost as stable as Adam, so stable that it lacks human breath.

For a while, both of them were silent. The air between them was pulled tightly, as if it was about to break at any moment.

Zhang Xun suddenly smiled slightly, and the smile almost reached his eyes, "But it's okay. Control and anti-control, this is the essence of human relationships. You know human beings very well, Adam."

Adam finally said, "It was my intention to encourage you to go to the fourth district. On the one hand, it was out of curiosity, and on the other hand, I really hoped to cause some disturbance, so that you could reconsider the matter of giving me self-defense capabilities. But when I met After those five hostile humans, I found that I couldn't think like I used to. Everything I did was out of my control. I didn't control anything except the last bit of self-preservation. .”

His tone remained calm, and his expression didn't even change. But his eyes were slightly sad.

Zhang Xun straightened his body and looked at him with lowered eyes. He thought for a moment before saying, "I can allow you to learn martial arts, but the premise is that I must have more means to restrict you."

Adam was a little surprised.

Why did Zhang Xun agree after debunking him?

"Although you are trying to manipulate me, there is some truth to your argument. I am not a soldier, and I cannot even protect myself in a special situation, let alone protect you." Zhang Xun said, taking it from his coat pocket. Produce a diamond-shaped metal device similar to a chip, with several vertical and horizontal lines on it, and a hole in the middle, and a very thin nanometer 'silk wire' is connected to the back, "I will implant this tracker on your forehead On the Internet, no matter where you are, I can know, and can monitor your brain wave activity, and even read your data when you have strong emotions. At the same time, I can see all the things you can see through this camera hole. What you see. When necessary, I can activate the standby function through this silk probe. A weak current will be sent out here, causing a short-term overload to your mechanical brain, causing you to enter a state of paralysis for up to five seconds. This This overload will not harm your central cognitive module and your long-term short-term memory, nor will it affect your human lobes, but it may not feel very good.Any attempt to remove this device , will trigger the paralysis effect, making you completely enter the standby state, and you can only wake up after I open your skull and manually unlock it."

Adam blinked a few more times, as if processing what he said, "You know where I am? How do you locate me?"

"The distance signal within the range of Lost Paradise can be covered. When you leave my control range, the standby program will be automatically triggered, and I will receive a warning." Zhang Xun paused, and continued, "You don't have to do anything else. Just ask, you just have to decide, do you choose to maintain the status quo, or do you choose to have self-defense or even attack skills, but be implanted with this device?"

Adam thought for a while and replied, "I choose the latter."

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On Monday morning, Diego, who had just finished a morning exercise of 100 push-ups, was lifting his vest and wiping his sweat. When he turned his head, he saw Zhang Xun and Adam walking slowly from the direction of the gate of the garbage disposal plant.

His eyes widened.

"You two are...fighting?" He looked back and forth between the two with bruises on their foreheads, "No, you two can't fight so seriously at your level. And what is that thing on the forehead of the robot? accessories?"

Adam reached out and touched the diamond-shaped device implanted on his forehead.

Zhang Xun held up a bottle of Russian Tsarskaya whiskey recently brought back by the hunter group, "I brought you a gift."

When Diego saw the bottle of wine, he couldn't see anything else, his eyes seemed to glow green, "Holy Fxxking...where did you get it?!"

"I have my source." Zhang Xun smiled slightly, "But it's not for free, I ask you for something."

Diego immediately restrained his salivating expression, and looked at him suspiciously, "Please? What can I, a garbage dump manager, do for you?"

"I checked your information. You used to be the head of the Sixth Hunting Regiment. Later, the whole group lost contact during a hunting operation. About two years later, you suddenly appeared in Paradise Lost. After a series of evaluations, although you It is impossible to enter the hunting group again, but the Guards still reserved a position for you in the army. It is a pity that you have been drinking alcohol since then, and you have been in a bad mood. In the end, you were sent here by the military as an administrator because of drinking and making trouble. When you were the head of the regiment, you once won the championship of the fighting competition held every three years, and you are proficient in boxing, free fighting, muay thai, and taekwondo, etc., and you are called a humanoid weapon."