The desert town is full of fun in the messy bar.

Men and women indulge in joy and dance in the harsh and noisy music. Today, they offer wonderful drinks from another world, replacing the original garbage wine from the bar.

The dry throat is the favorite spirit of the miners of Fengshan Mine. This is the eccentric wasteland warrior who is dressed up in big mouthfuls.

As for the side dishes, it's a little bit colder.

The various meats that Su brought back have been eaten up, and there are still some cold dishes and some fruits left, which are used as "prizes" and will be left for the coolest and coolest person tonight.

These guys dismantled a half-damaged crawler motorcycle and moved the searchlight to the bar to use it as a dance light. Two female warriors in cool bikini costumes were dancing very enthusiastically.

A group of people below howled.

Someone took out a broken guitar and played bad music, but no one cared about it.

It was so fun today.

The leader has issued a transfer order.

After the party tonight, everyone will pack up and collect all the resources they can take away. In a day or two, everyone will leave this pathetic, fucking world.

Go to a good place and start a new life.

The thing called "hope" that no one cares about has actually come true today.

However, Su, who was regarded as the "savior" by them, is not here.

The leader is not there either.

It seemed that he was talking about important things with the annoying Jiang Xia. On the other side of the town, in the command office that was temporarily occupied by the Immortal Society, several people were busy.

"Try not to bring energy weapons, as there is no charging device for you to use."

Jiang Xia held the cigar's butt and put her waist on her back, and made plans for her eyes.

"Just use gunpowder weapons and carry enough bullets.

If there is a load-and-removable weapon production platform, bring one or two, as well as various drawings. I want to bring all kinds of drawings in the development process of various weapons, as long as there are any drawings.

You have to spend a long time there, so it’s best to fill up your car with gas so that it won’t turn into a piece of garbage that takes up space after the electricity is out of the way.”

Roger nodded and quickly modified the plan. With the help of brain chip computing power, a complex relocation plan was quickly corrected and formed.

Su Ze walked around with something like a tablet, counting the supplies they could take away.

Roger's condition is a bit strange at this time.

He sat in a chair, with a cable-like data cable connected behind his head. On the console next to him, the data copy program was running.

On the optically projected screen, a large amount of data is flooded like a waterfall, and is transmitted through data lines to transport the information out of Roger's mind.

Then, through modular distribution memory, it is transmitted to another backup chip.

On the console, there is something like a socket, with a syringe mount with a new chip connected to it.

The chip in his brain will be implanted into Jiang Xia's brain, and he will change it to a new one himself, so the information copy must be completed before the operation.

"This thing is really strange."

Jiang Xia spitted out a smoke ring, walked behind Roger, carefully looked at the interface between the data cable and the back of his head. There was a socket at the back of Roger's hair blocking him.

Usually blocked by bionic materials, there is no abnormality at all.

This will be revealed and it will be a bit creepy.

"I heard Jasmine say before that some radicals in the wasteland will open their own brains and turn their brains into databases that can be read and written.

I thought that was something radicals would do, but I didn’t expect that you, Rog, had thick eyebrows and big eyes, was also a mechanical radical."

He reached out to touch the connection between the data cable and Roger's head.

But Roger opened it.

The data transmission process is directly connected to the brain. If something goes wrong, it may lead to mental disorders caused by brain damage.

He has seen such a thing more than once in his life.

"You know now why Immortality must catch me, right?"

The black fox in the wasteland lay on a chair, and while improving the relocation plan, he said to Jiang Xia:

"They wanted the biotechnology knowledge my grandfather and the Black Hands studied over the years, but they couldn't find where we store the data.

All that knowledge is in my mind.

They can't think of anything unless they catch me."

He said:

"But I will not fall into their hands. My prosthetic body has a self-destruct device. As long as the heart stops beating, I will take this knowledge to the kingdom of heaven together."

“As for it?”

Jasmine, who was preparing for surgery on the other side, curled her lips and said in a low voice:

"Isn't it just some research data, how many people have died in order to protect it."

"No, little girl."

Roger said to Jasmine in a different tone with a complicated tone:

"Although you are a member of the Immortal Society, you obviously don't know what your bosses have been studying in the past two years.

If you knew, you wouldn't have such a stupid question."

“What are they studying?”

Jiang Xia suddenly asked.

Roger glanced at him, shook his head, and said nothing, but said vaguely:

"What is enough to subvert the wasteland and strictly prohibit research by the six major city-states. What a wise scholar Ms. Emma was, a student and lover of my grandfather.

Ethically, I had to call her grandmother, or did she complete the primary education for me at the request of my grandfather.

Unfortunately, she is crazy now.

The fear of death completely crushed her and made her extend her hand towards the taboo. The knowledge in our hands is the last piece of her evil puzzle.

If she gets it, Liberty Citizen City will be over.”

Seeing that Roger didn't plan to say it, Jiang Xia no longer asked.

He looked at the luminous chip syringe next to him and said:

"I heard from Jasmine that Black Hand is good at biotechnology. Can you make various gene injections that improve human function? Is there any now?"

"It's gone."

Roger said frankly:

"The attack came too suddenly. Our laboratory was occupied by the Immortal Society robots, so there was no time to bring out more products."

He sighed and said regretfully:

"The production of gene injections is a very sophisticated process. Without the help of those experimental equipment, I have the knowledge and cannot make even the lowest-level finished products.

Oh, since I'm talking about this, I'll tell you in advance, Jiang."

Roger pointed to his head and said to Jiang Xia:

"My chip is a secondary chip with eight expansion slots and various functional inserts are installed, but these inserts need to be matched with special prosthetics and some biological modification agents to take effect.

If you don't want to modify the prosthetic body for yourself, then the chip is implanted into your brain and can only enable the most basic functions.

Perception enhancement, environmental dataization, auxiliary operations, multi-layer visual transformation, etc..”

"Enough."

Jiang Xia said:

"I don't need it to help me. I'm also a soldier. You can see with your own eyes what I can do with this body. Those prosthetic body transformations, so let's forget it."

He turned his head and looked at Jasmine and said:

"As such a young child, I feel creepy every time I see all kinds of strange things popping up in her hand."

"Those that you think are cruel are necessary in this world."

Roger sighed and said:

"You remind me of my grandfather, those born in peacetime, I don't despise you, but you have a weird tenderness towards the world, just like my grandfather.

I can't understand.

But the feeling of being kind to others and being kind to yourself should be good.”

"bite"

With a light sound, the data flow on the optical projection suddenly dissipated, and Roger rubbed his forehead and let out a slightly painful murmur.

Data copy and transfer are completed.

It's time to go to the next item.
To be continued...