The Mechanic

Just like the worker bees in the hive, they can sacrifice their lives to protect a "noble" goal, give up the opportunity to reproduce, and work tirelessly forever.

Almost all of the traits that humans admire...

With his own report, Zhang Xun found an excuse to leave the Lab and went to the Sunset Bar in Hawaii. He put a capsule-sized hard drive next to James' wine glass, and whispered, "Give this to my dad sometime, and don't let anyone see it."

The stubble on James' chin became thicker and thicker, and his spirit was a little sluggish. He frowned, picked up the capsule, "What is this?"

"Some information. It's not convenient for me to go to him, so I told him to read it." Zhang Xun stared nervously at James, who realized the seriousness and nodded solemnly.

Zhang Xun breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you...I have to go back quickly." He said, put on his hat and scarf, and turned up the collar of his coat to cover the lower half of his face.

"Axun!" James suddenly tugged on his cuff. Zhang Xun paused and looked at him questioningly.

"You have to be careful." James said in a deep voice.

Zhang Xun nodded, "You too."

In the next few days, Zhang Xun was so busy with the mechanic assessment that he didn't even have time to go to the restaurant for dinner. Adam goes to help him cook on time every day, serves tea and water, and even helps him deal with some sundries. He is like a model boyfriend, which makes all the mechanics cry with envy and invest in the army of artificial intelligence research.

Whenever he has free time, Zhang Xun will be slightly distracted. So he tried not to let himself be idle, especially when Adam was around him.

While stuffing chocolate cookies into his mouth, Adam looked at the frame design of the new no-blind-spot shield system proposed by Pan Xinjiao. He touched the plate with his hand and found that he had finished eating. He licked his fingers and felt that he needed more sugar for mental consumption, so he hummed a song and walked out of Zhang Xun's office to find some snacks.

Today is a rest day, and the whole Lab is quiet. When entering the empty kitchen, Pan suddenly said, "Zhang Xun locked the relevant database and folders of Nanobot 2.0."

Adam stood in front of the snack vending machine, hesitating which one to choose. Hearing Pan's words, he shrugged, "It's my fault. I should discuss it with him first. Axun must have his consideration."

"you are right."

Adam chose a bag of potato chips, and when he lowered his head to pick it up, he suddenly asked casually, "Ah Xun seems to be going out a lot lately?"

Pan said, "I don't think so. Compared with his previous frequency of going out, it is not above the average."

"Yes, but I can never find him."

"Probably because he's been going underground a lot lately."

"underground?"

"Yes, the main function of the second and third basement floors is to store materials. My authority only goes to the basement floor. Generally, only those who have been approved by senior mechanics can enter."

Adam let out a soft oh, and walked briskly back to Zhang Xun's office.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines~~: Anan 2; Xia Ran Xia Ran, Nicolekef, Oh 1

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution~~: 50 bottles of curly head; 20 bottles of nuanuan; 10 bottles of chuáng every day; 3 bottles of myvanillaworld;

Chapter 70 Human nature antidote (8)

As soon as dawn broke, Zhang Xun woke up from the single bed in his small apartment that hadn't been touched for nearly a year. The fire in the fireplace has been extinguished, and there is still a faint smell of rosin in the air. He felt a pain in the head and a thirst in his throat. He drank the water on the bedside table in one gulp, turned on the lamp, and entered the bathroom like a zombie to take a shower. The face that appeared in the mirror was thin and haggard, with heavy bruises under the eyes, bloodshot eyes in the whites, and blue stubble on the chin.

He sighed, picked up the razor to shave his chin clean, and patted his cheek hard to make himself look less scary.

In the past two days, he moved out of the lab under the pretext of concentrating on reviewing the papers of the researchers who participated in the machinist assessment. He still goes to the Lab to meet Adam during the day, but he will return to this apartment after ten o'clock. It's just that he didn't review the papers, but spent the night studying the investigation report on the recovered honey plague patients that Zhang Shuo handed over to him through James.

For more than a month, Zhang Shuo asked his cronies and soldiers to take the questionnaires attached to the report by Zhang Xun and go door-to-door. However, due to time constraints and limited manpower, the results of the investigation were scattered and there was no special person to sort them out. The materials obtained are so complex that Zhang Xun had to read them page by page. In the past few days, Zhang Xun can only sleep for three hours a day, and he has to try not to be suspicious during the day, and he is exhausted by now.

But today is extremely important, he must keep his head clear. He boiled a large pot of coffee for himself, gulped it down like water, stuffed some dried bread into his stomach, put on a heavy coat, hat, scarf and gloves, and opened the door.

In the deep blue sky, the twilight has not completely faded, and the morning sun from the east is lightly sprinkled on the sloping eaves. Zhang Xun breathed in the cold air, squinted at the sunshine, and vaguely remembered the scene of Adam waving the wings he made, facing the rising sun and rushing towards the sky on the day of the harvest festival.