In everyone's sight, the army, which was waiting for the troops, suddenly withdrew their guns at the same time.

The leader, who is invincible to everyone, [Yindian Garden] executive old man Molit Snow took off his soft hat and bowed slightly to the wheelchairman.

"—Welcome to inspect the Second Ring District, the city lord." Molit Snow said in a deep voice: "As you can see, everything in the City of Survey is thriving. Please follow me to the Yindian Garden Joint Hall in the Second Ring District. I will arrange your inspection itinerary."

Su Mingan's originally serious expression relaxed - fortunately, it seems that [Yindian Garden] has not been penetrated yet.

[Yindian Garden] is responsible for debugging artificial intelligence and supervising the eight-type personality test. It is the organization that is most valued by Akto. It is almost Akto's pro-defense organization. If even [Yindian Garden] falls...

That would be a big trouble.

"Protect the city lord." Snow waved his hand and surrounded Su Ming'an, the bionic army in charge of defending: "You can change your clothes first. We are already investigating the helicopter explosion. If this is not Kaskinen Firo's personal behavior, it may involve a lot. I believe Dawn will give the hawk a thorough personality rectification..."

Snow's voice was very gentle, and the old man smiled kindly, like a gentleman's old housekeeper.

Su Mingan is under layers of protection and does not sense any danger or hostility. Even the players who are peeping in secret have been locked and driven away by the drone flying in the air.

In the distance, the Fengcheng team sniping with guns quickly evacuated, and they were no longer able to successfully snipe under the heavy protection.

"Gulugulu--" A slight friction sound occurred in the wheelchair. Su Mingan opened the medicine box he carried with him, took out a medicine pill, and relaxed slightly.

Suddenly, he felt someone approaching him.

Immediately afterwards, a small stack of paper was thrown from behind, as if to him.

Before Su Mingan could reach out to catch it, Snow next to him waved his hand, and a red ray emerged from his five fingers, destroying the note.

Su Mingan turned around and saw a young man who looked like a member of Yindian Garden, controlled by the bionic people around him and held his hands and feet.

It was this young man who threw the note at him quietly, but unfortunately, the note was intercepted in the middle of the way.

"—Don't believe them! The city lord! Don't believe them—!!"

The young man shouted loudly, his face flushed red. His attempt to convey information failed and he could only shout with his mouth.

"——City Lord! The Second Ring District has fallen - don't trust anyone, you are the only pure human species, even the executive officer - ummmm!!"

The young man's mouth was blocked.

Like a chick with only the neck lifted, the young man was instantly subdued by the bionic people around him, punched him hard, fell into a coma, and was dragged down like a dead body.

The people around looked at each other and gave in and let the unconscious young man be dragged away.

Su Mingan's hand stopped on the medicine box. He glanced at Snow next to him, and the old man still smiled kindly.

"Where is this spy that got in?" Snow narrowed his eyes: "It scares you. City Lord, don't worry about this kind of small episode. Let's go to the United Pavilion first. There will be an executive meeting of [Yindian Garden] in the evening. Please give me some guidance..."

"...Okay." Su Mingan glanced at the back again, and the young man had been completely pulled down.

He frowned slightly.

...It seems that Yindian Garden has also fallen, and someone even needs to warn him at the cost of his life.

Before officially entering the City of Survey, Su Mingan never thought that he would face such a severe situation.

The three major organizations of the City of Survey, [Haoter], were to assassinate him, and [Yindian Garden] obviously had traces of his invasion. Only the only thing left was to advocate staying away from machinery and pursue harmonious coexistence between man and nature, just like the church's [Ceurus] organization still had unknown attitudes.

Many people in the city were also confused by the invasion of his wife, believing that he was an obstacle to the future of the city-state...

...Where can he go now?

Go back to Central City?

Is Central City the only one safe?

In the Central City, assistants Qin Shaoli, Tereya, Xudong, Dongxu and others respected him very much and were friendly. The laboratory where he started seemed to be the warmest and kindest place.

Since he left the Central City through space, all he saw was malicious.

After entering the lounge of the Union Pavilion and changing clothes, Su Mingan was still thinking about such a problem.

He looked in front of the mirror and tidied up the golden buttons on his chest. In the mirror, he was wearing a black wool embroidered dress and a cloak-like open chest outfit.

He understood why Akto always likes to wear a white coat, which is convenient for changing clothes, and he can also find out at the first time that if he wears such complicated clothes, taking off clothes every day is a major project.

He looked in front of the mirror and looked at his deep, pure gray eyes.

"Asar Akto..." he murmured to himself, as if he had been deeply chanting the name for the first time.

When he first entered the dungeon, he felt that this was a character similar to Qin Wang, but he gradually discovered that Akto was not as pure and kind as Qin Wang. The doctor had a foggy darkness and strange thoughts in his heart, and he was even cruel enough to arrange a death ending for everyone, and he was even more indifferent to life as if he was ants.

Later... he found that he was increasingly unable to understand Akto. Under the malicious intention of Tawei invasion, what was the ultimate goal of Asa Akto? Is it just to obtain the Dawn password and close the Dawn system that Tawei invaded?

He looked at his eyes in front of the mirror, as if he had fallen into two bottomless deep pools, which made him feel an abnormal feeling of rising from his back, as if these eyes were not reflecting himself.

He reached out his hand and subconsciously wanted to touch his eyes, but soon, he disappeared such a strange thought.

He suddenly stood up and looked away. He always felt that there was another person watching him silently. This strange feeling of peeping made him feel uncontrollable discomfort.

...Why do I feel like I am being peeped at when I look at my own eyes?

He turned his head and happened to see A Du standing on his left wrist.

Its white shadow was frozen on the screen, looking at him like a ghost.

"...what are you doing?" Su Mingan said.

"I always feel that if I don't say anything, my presence will be deprived of that little fairy, Xike." A Du said seriously.

"I haven't seen you so active a few days ago." Su Mingan said.

"That's because there is no competition." A Du said: "At the end of this dungeon, you will definitely be obsessed with Xike and have a lot of affection. Then you can use the skills of the powerhouse, special props, etc. to save it, and I will become a supporting role or a substitute, and become very unpresent... I want to be a prophet, and I guessed it."

"Next time, let Dr. Xu implant some content in the World Forum for you." Su Mingan tidied up his collar and pushed out the wheelchair.

The bright sunshine shone into his eyes.

On his right wrist, Xike, who was standing quietly on the screen with a blonde hair and blue eyes, smiled slightly.

...

"——The Lord, as you can see, the city of measurement is thriving today, and everyone has found their right job."

"——We implement a strict 957 system, and employees have enough time to leave their posts and relax. Whether it is enriching themselves, adding competitiveness to themselves, or leisure and entertainment, and making up for their spare time, it is a good choice. This is a way of working that enhances residents' happiness and makes people satisfied..."

On the spacious and spacious street that can accommodate three mechanical vehicles, Snow and Su Ming'an jointly inspect the situation of the Second Ring District.

The streets are full of colorful neon lights, and dense wires like water snakes can be seen everywhere. The huge advertising signs seem to grow out of buildings, and the art style is quite unusual.

The overall color of the street is black and gray, like a city built of coal and asphalt.

What surprised Su Mingan was that there were still some elements similar to the Dragon Kingdom style here, and some strange people wore cheongsam-like clothes, and even lanterns hung everywhere.

"——The city of measurement today no longer has the desolate and decadent scene of Doomsday City. Even the shortage of survival resources can be given priority to the ‘suitable’ to achieve maximum resource allocation.”

"—What you bring to us is a beautiful situation of 'fulfilment of people'. Even if someone withdraws from the post for personal reasons, the Dawn system can arrange suitable candidates to fill it in the first time. Each of us is like parts in a large machine. Everything we do is making this large machine run more accurately and perfectly. Here, everyone has found their own meaning in life..."

Adjutant Glory talked endlessly about the "great scenery" of the Second Ring District, and the prosperous surroundings seemed to confirm his words.

"...That's great. Everything I do seems to be valuable." Su Ming'an said.

Behind him, a beautiful, immature woman pushed his wheelchair. They walked along the bustling streets and saw that every passerby seemed to have a happy smile.

"——All right, all right! Give me this job!"

Suddenly, a harsh shout broke the calm in a brick and stone building not far away.

A middle-aged man was pushed out of the building, and his shabby suitcase and briefcase were thrown out like him.

"—My emotional measurement value is still yellow (critical area), not dangerous! I can keep my emotions stable, I won't commit crimes, and my whole family still needs me to support me. Please, I did nothing wrong at work-"

The middle-aged man was so old that he cried that his nose and tears burst out. Snow frowned slightly, intending to take Su Mingan around this block and avoid that street.

"Wait a minute." Su Mingan raised his hand, he wanted to see what was going on.

When he raised his hand, the inspector stopped instantly.

"System measurement, your mood has been very unstable recently." Not far away, an impatient voice came from the brick and stone building: "Don't be here, the system has automatically removed your job position, and you can't ask me for it, I have no permission to modify it. If you make trouble here again, the mood measurement will rise to a red zone (dangerous zone). Don't blame me for not reminding you if you are arrested."

"Bang!" The door closed.

The middle-aged man with a shabby briefcase in his hand stood at the door in a daze, not knowing where to go.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he noticed that the team on the street, whether it was Snow and the adjutant walking in front of him, or Su Mingan, who was wearing an embroidered cloak dress, looked like they were big shots.

His heartbeat instantly accelerated. He gritted his teeth and quickly approached with his briefcase. He wanted to turn to these big names. Isn’t the purpose of the City of Measuring to make everyone happy?

He also has a wife and a young daughter who has just been rated as an inferior personality. He needs a stable job. Recently, his mother passed away and he always had extreme emotions, so he was rated as being on the verge of overload, but as long as he was given room for adjustment... he could do well, his family still needed him.

"Hello, my name is Pulitzer Jamin..." The middle-aged man's face turned red and his heartbeat increased. He saw Su Mingan, who seemed to be the highest-ranking man, at first sight. The man in a wheelchair was surrounded and protected by others and looked very kind.

"Hello..." Su Mingan spoke.

When the middle-aged man heard that he actually received a response, his heart beat faster. He thought that he might get rid of this state of no income, and his extremely intense joy swallowed him up.

At this moment, his emotional determination finally exceeded the original threshold.

"Bang!"

A gunshot.

The crow that fell on the black kerosene lamp screamed in a low voice and flew to the eaves with its wings.

Under the oil lamp, a paralysis needle flashing with blue light stabbed the middle-aged man's neck. His eyes turned and he fell into a coma.

The fanatic man in charge of defending took back the paralysis gun in his hand and looked at the emotional monitoring instrument in his hand: "Emotional determination, this person suddenly entered the red zone (dangerous zone) and was temporarily sheltered."

Su Mingan watched the middle-aged man on the ground being dragged away and heard the gentle voices of the old man beside him.

"It's so dangerous," Snow said. "How can an emotional overloader approach the city lord."

"Yes, we will be more careful next time." The adjutant next to him immediately admitted his mistake.

Seeing these two people singing the sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a

The last time he felt this way, it was when Playa met Princess Tulip.
Chapter completed!