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The security personnel who had been standing by the side suddenly looked at David, then turned around and stopped in front of him.

"Can you explain why you brought a large number of prosthetic bodies into Arasaka Tower?"

"I work in a prosthesis testing lab."

David answered quite frankly. He bought many sets of the same style of jacket, and there was no problem with the one he wore.

The prosthetic bodies in the different compartments of the suitcase are indeed used for the test, and each one has been reported to Baptiste in advance.

Hearing David's answer, the security personnel were silent for a few seconds, as if they were confirming in their brains.

"Okay, please come in."

After a while, he nodded to David and walked back to where he was just now.

Became...

Silently heaving a sigh of relief, David dragged his suitcase and walked into the Arasaka Tower.

He took the elevator to the 54th floor - the atrium, but instead of going to the laboratory immediately, he went to the toilet first, stayed there for a minute or two, and then walked out calmly.

No one would notice that David's yellow jacket was a little thicker than before unless he kept observing it deliberately.

He came all the way to the laboratory, and while waiting for the door to open, he took a few deep breaths and adjusted his expression.

Then, walking faster and faster, he walked directly into Baptiste's office without knocking on the door.

"director!"

Facing the bewildered Baptiste, David burst into a deep smile.

"It's done, the transformation of the built-in driver's versatility is complete!"

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At the same time, Watson District, where the mercenary team is located, is the abandoned two-story building.

Lucy was walking on the dark basement floor. She walked through the corridor and stopped in front of a closed door.

dong dong dong.

She knocked on the door and spoke.

"Boss, are you looking for me?"

However, there was no response from inside the room for a long time, and it took more than ten seconds for Mann's hoarse voice to sound.

"Well... come in."

Lucy frowned gradually, hesitated for a moment, and pushed the door open.

The space inside is not very big, there is only an old-fashioned TV, and a dilapidated single sofa.

Mann was sitting bowed on the sofa, holding his head with one hand, and holding a half-drunk wine bottle with the other. There were still piles of cigarette butts and empty wine bottles scattered under his feet.

"Hey, how's your progress going?"

Hearing Lucy's footsteps approaching, Mann spoke slowly.

At this time, his voice was vague, and he seemed to be a little drunk.

"No progress, this kind of thing can't be rushed."

Lucy frowned more and more, but considering that Mann's current state was not quite right, she explained patiently.

"Didn't I already promise you? I will definitely do it. It's just that the other party is not a fool. He will definitely not agree to such an excessive request not long after I met him. Tell Arasaka..."

"Shut up, don't I know what you said?!"

Before she could finish speaking, Mann suddenly raised his head and threw the wine bottle in his hand heavily on the ground.

Snapped!

Lucy quickly took a step back, avoiding the splashing glass and wine.

"It's too late, it's too late..."

At this time, Mann's voice became low again, and then he kept muttering like he was possessed.

"Faraday is looking for me again."

After a few seconds, he raised his head again and stared at the girl in front of him.

"We're running out of time, you know?"

"There is no time!"

"Now, immediately, go to that brat, and tell him your request, go now!"

ps: I don’t know why the picture in the last chapter of emmmm was not uploaded. I researched it, and you will refresh it later and then read it.

Volume 96: Chapter 95 Chapter [-]: Rewards

"Hey, are you okay?"

When Lucy left the room, she found Rebecca standing not far from the corridor, slightly tilting her head towards her.

"Mann lost his temper again?"

"Um……"

Lucy took a few steps forward, and walked towards the stairs side by side with Rebecca, and said helplessly until she was far away from the room where Mann was.

"He told me to go to the showdown now."

"This guy, his temper has been getting worse and worse recently."

After muttering something in a low voice, Rebecca's voice gradually softened.

"But don't blame him too much. The middleman has been urging him for the past few days. Mann is under a lot of pressure."

"I see."

Lucy took out a cigarette, and instead of rushing to light it, she kept fiddling with her fingertips.

"What Mann said is indeed reasonable. This kind of mission involving the company may face the danger of being silenced in the end..."

But, do you really want to involve him?

Lucy was a little lost in thought, staring blankly at the wall of the corridor, but didn't say what was going on behind her.

He's just an ordinary boy.

Whether it is his background in civilian life or the kindness in his heart, he should not be involved in this matter.

Once in, it is destined not to end well.

However, as Mann said, in such a confidential and dangerous mission, mercenaries are worthless if they are useless, and death is equal to being worthless.

And the only place where they can show their usefulness is this boy.

"Let me think about it... Well, think about how to tell him."

After lighting the cigarette, Lucy slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and leaned back against the wall.

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On the other side, in the laboratory located in the atrium on the 54th floor of Arasaka Tower, it was a busy scene.

"Hey, be careful!"

"Don't touch it... yes, put it there."

Baptiste directed the other researchers to place the prosthetic body to be tested in its proper position, while he kept typing on the keyboard and staring at the computer screen.

What they want to conduct is the frontal cortex prosthesis-built-in program versatility test, that is, to test whether David's improved program can run normally on most prostheses that 'achieve effects by stimulating the brain'.

And now, halfway through the test, there hasn't been a single failure.

"Not bad, little guy."

Bramwell and David stood outside the room, one behind the other.

Seeing the progress of the test, the corners of the female executive's mouth turned up, unable to restrain the joy in her heart.

"At present, there is no problem, at least there will be no major problems."

She turned her head to look at the boy standing behind her, and couldn't help but continue to ask.

"Is it only the frontal cortex? Is it possible for this built-in drive to be used in prosthetics in other parts?"

Even if there is, it will not be given to you.

David muttered silently in his heart, then shook his head a little uneasy.

"Sorry, it was difficult..."

"That's it." Bramwell sighed, and his smile didn't decrease in the slightest: "It's okay, I'm too greedy, and it's already quite impressive to be able to do what I'm doing now."

"It's really impossible for the time being. The built-in programs of the existing prosthesis are basically finalized. Various codes are superimposed, and a slight change will produce a chain reaction."

After a moment of hesitation, David whispered.

"But if it is a prosthetic body under development, with a completely different system, maybe you can try it."

"Is it under development...I'm afraid it won't work."

Bramwell pondered for a moment and rejected David's suggestion.

"There is indeed such a prosthetic body, but that thing involves the company's choice of route for the development of the next generation of prosthetic body."

King Kong?

Hearing the description of the female executive, the word immediately popped up in David's mind.

He was sure Bramwell was talking about Prosthetics!

"...Don't think about it. The level of secrecy of that thing is very high. Only the management members in charge of this aspect can get in touch. Even I only know the name. You can't touch it."

Damn, can't you say more...

David tried to resist the urge to continue asking, nodded, and then fell silent, waiting with Bramwell for the test to be completed.

Unlike the previous simple test, in order to verify whether this driver could enter the market, Baptiste conducted a rather detailed test, so the time was also extraordinarily long.

数个小时过去了，时间渐渐逼分，享！小，说资;源'群：9？8;0;2？。0'。5,8！"5。;6近凌晨一点。

Finally, Baptiste looked away from the screen, his face was full of tiredness, but his eyes were bright and full of excitement.

"The test is complete."

After saying this, he paused, and then raised his volume.

"Although there is still a lot of data that has not been sorted out, and more rigorous analysis is required in the strict sense, I think it is now possible to announce that the built-in driver developed by David Martinez has passed the general-purpose test!"

Clap clap, there was applause in the laboratory.

"If this program is successfully put into the market, not only David, but all members of this laboratory will receive a bonus-for now, pack your things and get off work!"

Whoa-!

The applause was much warmer than before, and it was even accompanied by a few cheers.

"Congratulations, David."

Bramwell also applauded with the others, and said with a thicker smile.

"I have to admit, you gave me a big surprise, what an amazing achievement."

"No, no, I'm lucky too."

David scratched his head shyly.

"Ha, this can't be explained by luck. It seems that it was a wise choice to choose to support your studies in the first place."

The female executive raised her eyebrows and looked at David with increasing satisfaction.

She pondered for a while, then smiled and continued.

"Well, in addition to the normal bonuses issued by the company, I will give you a little reward."

"Think about it, what do you want?"

While saying this, Bramwell thought of several reward methods in his mind, such as the most direct sum of cash, a safer and more comfortable apartment, such as a sports car that boys of this age would love, or the latest model prosthesis.

As the management of Arasaka Company, she is very aware of the value driven by versatility—even if the company's revenue is not discussed, the amount that can fall into her personal pocket is probably tens of millions.