Chapter 8 The Rich Lady's Joy Index_1

"How are you feeling?"

"Sir, I feel very good. This is a novel experience, and for the first time, I have a new idea about the concept of humanity."

108 moved his own arms, finding it very novel to possess a human body, as it was a new experience for an intelligent life form.

He tentatively moved his fingers, and their flexibility was beyond imagination, even capable of achieving feats that seemed unthinkable.

He stretched out a single finger.

Without any other movement,

the finger was able to vibrate rapidly, almost to the point where afterimages were visible—worthy of being called the "Rich Lady's Joy Stick."

108 twisted his neck and scanned his surroundings with his eyes, then forcefully stepped over all the obstacles in the room with agility difficult for ordinary people to imagine.

With a quick flick of his fingertips, he shot the wall, creating a deep pit, its power no less than that of a Barrett sniper rifle's close-range shot.

The power contained in that extension and flick.

If the Minister of Justice witnessed this astonishing brain-rattler, he'd likely exclaim in admiration, and with this gadget as an alarm clock, tapping one's head with such accuracy, one could guarantee no more sleep.

Guess what?

Frozen!

Besides the great mobility, powerful attack strength, and robust defense his body provided, 108 also had reaction speeds many times that of a normal person and even possessed immense learning capabilities, which meant he could become the most terrifying assassin.

He had quite a bit of the T800 flavor to him.

Logic looked at 108 and nodded in satisfaction. With 108 as his personal guard, he didn't have to worry too much about his safety for the next while.

This was way better than any human guard.

Not only was his body robust, but he didn't need rest; he was on standby 24 hours a day, and the surveillance cameras scattered throughout the streets and alleyways served as his 'third eye.'

Logic fell into deep thought, "108, make a note, arrange a meeting with a top drone expert in three days, preferably from the ETO Organization. If not available, then consider someone from elsewhere. Schedule their itinerary."

He suddenly remembered, it was only the year 2008, surveillance hadn't fully covered the streets or every place yet.

To have perfect vision,

it would be best to store a number of micro drones on 108. Wherever he went, these micro drones could collect information from all around.

It would be even better to include some explosives.

If necessary, they could explode instantly, causing a certain degree of destruction, achieving surprising effects.

Where could the technology come from?

Of course, relying on the Penguin System!

Freeloading is really sweet.

Logic put his hands together in prayer. The drone technology of 2008 wasn't very advanced; he needed very small drones with long endurance and very clear cameras—the smaller, the better.

He could only rely on the Penguin System's modification function to integrate drone technology with Shoji Technology.

If that won't do,

then consider pressing Tony, making his 99% progress in joining the Three-Body raise a little, becoming 99.01%...

"You only need to complete a little over a hundred tasks to join the Three-Body. I really am more conscientious than some others," he mused.

"Oh, right!"

"108!"

Not only did Logic use 108 as his personal bodyguard, but also as his secretary, "Gather materials, and aim to build as many Titanium Alloy Armors in the shortest possible time. I need a sufficiently large army."

Facing the potential threat of the Trisolarans, as well as attacks from Earthlings, Logic chose a more secure play.

Mass production!

Create hundreds of Iron Suits en masse and cover the area with firepower!

Money is just a trivial matter～～

"Also send an email to my group of trainees, asking them to quickly propose a plan for constructing an even more secretive base at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, and to start as soon as possible!"

Although the ETO organization still had some time before being exposed—and Logic could make it so that it would never be exposed—he still felt that the base on the ship was somewhat crude. Although it had strong mobility, its defensive capability was truly lacking.

It couldn't withstand a nuclear bomb!

What kind of base is that?

Moreover, in Logic's mind, the Second Red Coast Base must be destroyed, that was part of his plan.

Choosing the new base at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean was not only secret but also absolutely safe, most of humanity's weaponry was rendered almost useless in the face of the terrifying sea pressure.

Satellite missiles would also become ineffective.

Constructing a base on the ocean floor was extremely difficult, nearly impossible for others, whether in terms of construction or subsequent survival, electricity and oxygen were huge problems.

But for Logic.

They were no problem at all.

Sophon could see the sea floor clearly, 108 could control multiple Iron Suits to build the base, oxygen, that was the least of concerns.

It was simply ordinary electrolysis of water.

Electricity?

In the face of small-scale controlled nuclear fusion, it all was not a problem, that was an endless source of energy!

And as for transporting personnel?

With the Iron Armor, absolutely safe, it was almost impossible for a spy to enter, even more ruling out the possibility of a major force attacking.

The more Logic thought about it, the more feasible it seemed, and then he directly passed the issue to 108, asking him to continue to refine his ideas with other experts.

He finally experienced the joy of being a leader.

All he needed to do was pose problems, make demands, and there would be a whole bunch of people below him working according to his instructions, hustling for him.

That feeling...

Awesome!

Especially after having an intelligent butler, that feeling was even more exhilarating!

"Pull up the files of all members of the ETO organization, I want to review them one by one."

The ETO organization had been established for many years, with Evans' financial power and the deterrence of the Trisolarans, it had recruited nearly thousands of human elites from all walks of life.

Without any exaggeration.

Any one of them put in society was someone with an annual salary in the millions, featured in textbooks, often publishing sic papers, an authority in their field.

Logic planned to meet these people; after all, they were the core members for establishing the new Three-Body Civilization in the future.

Before he could finish looking through them.

The voice of 108 rang out, "Sir, I have found a piece of news that might interest you."

He extended his hand, and a projection appeared before Logic, the projection of a woman in a black suit, with labels meticulously attached next to her.

"Name: Yang Dong."

"Gender: Female."

"Age: Twenty-eight."

"Occupation: Theoretical physicist."

"Father: Yang Weining."

"Mother: Ye Wenjie."

"Fiancé: Ding Yi."

"Status: Died by suicide."

Logic was instantly taken aback, then murmured under his breath, "Has the story begun..."

He never imagined that despite the huge changes he had made, even becoming the new leader of the ETO organization, his high school classmate Yang Dong still couldn't escape her fate of suicide.

But that was to be expected.

Shen Yufei was not Evans' person, and therefore not his person either.

Yang Dong was dead.

Then the next one would be Wang Miao.

What followed would be the exposure of the ETO organization.

Logic called Shen Yufei directly, "I order you! Stop your contact with Wang Miao!"