After Ye Qianxue led everyone out of Sijiu Club, she did not return to Ye's house. Instead, she was invited to a heavily guarded room on the way.
"Don't worry."
After going through layers of rigorous checks and registrations, Ye Qianxue and the others arrived at an antique house.
Just as they were looking around, a powerful voice suddenly came.
The old man's aura was extremely strong, and the superior's aura swept over him. Everyone present, including Ye Qianxue and Yang Jinghong, were all surrendered by the sense of oppression.
Ye Qianxue grew lotuses step by step, came to the old man, bowed slightly: "Grandpa Fang."
"Girl from the Ye family."
The elder Fang looked at Ye Qianxue dotingly, and finally, his eyes fell on Wei Xiaobao: "Comrade Ding Yi."
Ye Qianxue's expression changed drastically: "Fang Lao..."
"There is a signal jammer in this room. Besides, is it not easy for a girl from the Xiao family to modify the equation on him?" Fang Lao said kindly.
Xiao Tianzhen was startled and smiled sarcastically.
"This is a new type of robot." Fang Lao pointed at the fake Ding Yi and sat down directly on the main seat. Then he raised his hand and pressed it and said, "You guys can sit down too."
After everyone heard this, they looked at each other and then took their seats.
Since the house elder was so steadfast in his vow, Wei Xiaobao stopped pretending and sat down directly next to Ye Qianxue. He took off his thin mask and asked solemnly: "Chief, do you know everything?"
Now that he asked himself to wait for someone to come over, was he planning to tell him everything?
Fang Lao nodded: "I know."
"That……"
"This is a new type of robot, but one drawback is that it has no human emotions. What AI can't copy, he can't copy either. However, his voiceprint is the same as yours, except that he has your genes.
Besides, there are other serums." Fang Lao seemed not to give Ding Yi a chance to speak, and said slowly: "This is why I asked you to come."
"What do you mean?" Zhen Dingyi was full of doubts.
"This technology is very advanced. According to a report from the Chinese Academy of Sciences, if this technology matures, as long as you have a hair on your body, it can make countless copies of you. Although some things cannot be copied and replaced, skills
In other words, not only have your battle data been input, but also other serums have been injected, and you will become the most powerful war puppet."
Ding Yi looked at Fang Lao in astonishment.
He had always known that the technology of Coster and God's Hand was very advanced, including the fact that clones of 'himself' had appeared before.
But, can one hair make countless copies of oneself?
This is simply cheating, right?
Thinking of this, Ding Yi raised his eyebrows slightly: "So their skills have always been inadequate and they have not overcome difficulties, right?"
"That's right."
"Then you asked us to come this time?"
"In Iraq, it is their experimental base. I will give you a task to destroy the laboratory. In addition, clear the technical samples, stubs and all data." Fang Lao's eyes flashed and he looked at Ding Yi and said.
Ding Yi:"……"
"No, now I..."
"If I'm not mistaken, you just met Martin, right?"
"Yes, he also asked us to cooperate and join forces to fight against the Black Dragon Society."
"As for the Black Dragon Society..." Fang Lao paused for a while and said solemnly: "It's natural to deal with them, but what do you want to do?"
Ding Yi shrugged and curled his lips: "We will definitely not cooperate with them. We agree verbally, but make trouble in the middle. Cooperate openly, but secretly let the two families fight to the death."
"We won't fight anymore." Fang Lao waved his hand and said, "The hands of God won't take action now, at least, they won't take action in the next six months."
When Ding heard this, his heart moved.
It seems that both the Hand of God and the Black Dragon Society have been severely damaged in this battle. No wonder the two sides need to sit down and negotiate.
According to the arrogance of both of them, neither of them would admit defeat, and it would be interesting if they could calm down and negotiate.
"So your fake death can be made public."
"Then he..."
"You can use him to do something finally."
Ding Yi was stunned, seemed to have thought of something, and said with a smile: "Haha, the fox is still old and hot."
Ye Qianxue, Yang Jinghong and others: "..."
Fang Lao: "Smelly boy."
What are these words?
But obviously, Fang Lao didn't care that much. He stared at Ding Yi with his bright eyes and said: "Go ahead, no matter how much trouble you make, we old men will clean up the mess for you."
"Chief, Holy Grail..."
"It's best for you to ask your father about these things. If your father thinks it's time to tell you, he will naturally tell you. If it's not the right time, you will be in trouble if you find out."
"No, what I mean is..." Ding Yi told the story about the Holy Grail saving his life: "I should have died at that time, but I didn't know what happened, and then the Holy Grail came to me when I woke up.
It turned dark gray.”
After saying that, Ding Yi took out the Holy Grail and handed it to Fang Lao.
The landlord seemed surprised by this incident.
But he didn't show it: "Okay, I understand, keep the Holy Grail yourself and set off tomorrow."
"Are you sure you don't need to fake death?" Ding Yi asked again.
"The existence is reasonable. Even if you kill Martin, how can you be sure that what you just saw is not his clone?" Fang Lao asked back.
Ding Yi couldn't laugh or cry.
But the words are rough and the reasoning is not rough.
It's not like I haven't tried this before.
"So, we still have to get rid of the root cause. We will have deployment, and you will be used where you should be used. Now you only need to perform the task."
"Also, let me remind you, bring more people with you."
"Can……"
"Okay, I still have a conference call to make. You can go."
"Girl from the Xiao family, get rid of this robot first when you get out."
"yes."
The house owner ordered the guards to send Ding Yi and others out one by one.
After that, he picked up the phone and pressed a series of numbers with a solemn expression.
"Chief."
As the respectful voice on the phone came, Mr. Fang asked earnestly: "The Holy Grail saved the child's life, are you really not going to tell him?"
"Chief, it's not like you don't know that now is not the time." Ding Zhongda on the other end of the phone said bitterly.
"Okay, I'll let him go to Iraq."
"Going to Iraq?"
"Yes, let him accept it step by step."
"I see."
"The Holy Unit is not allowed to help him anymore. If your life is too smooth, you won't be able to grow."
Ding Zhongda: "Chief, do you think he is okay? Since childhood..."
"Okay, since I have such an identity, I have to take on this important responsibility."
After walking out of the heavily guarded room, Ding Yi raised his head slightly and looked at the sky above Kyoto. His stubborn eyes seemed to pierce the sky, and a stern murderous intention emerged.