Chapter 9

t went to work on time today, but he didn't expect that Boss Chen was actually in the store.

He thought Chen Li would be gone for at least a week, but he didn't expect that he would appear in front of him intact after only three days. He felt a little relieved and smiled as he went over to greet Chen Li.

"Boss, I'm not late today."

Chen Li was looking at something with the cigarette gun. When the screen monitor sensed that t was coming, the screen automatically went out. Chen Li raised his head and nodded at t. He looked a little tired, but he always looked tired.

t knew that Chen Li had other identities besides being a bar owner, and that identity was even much more important than being a bar owner.

"Boss Chen and Mr. Angry, what would you like to drink?"

"Help me get some citrus candy and mint wine," Chen Li said, "and then go backstage to prepare. I put your accompaniment sheet behind the dressing mirror before."

"Okay." t playfully made a butler salute, and then went to the bar to get what Chen Li wanted.

Chen Li rubbed his sore eyes, took the citrus candy and mint wine from T, and handed a cup to Yan Qiang. This time Yan Qiang did not refuse, and took the citrus candy and threw two into his mouth.

People who have really eaten citrus may sneer at this kind of synthetic candy with an indescribable taste, but how many people in the world have really eaten citrus?

Candy is already an outdated pastime nowadays. What is more popular is the sweet particles in electronic cigarettes, with various flavors. You only need to buy a tube of disposable particles to taste them, which is much more economical than candy with maltose mixed with flavors.

Only Chen Li's store has these, citrus candy, licorice candy, champagne candy...Put them in transparent glass tubes and paper boxes, displayed next to the wine cabinet, and reflected more vividly by the changing lights.

"I don't count it." Yan Qiang threw down the electronic pen.

Chen Li took the formula and looked at it, then shook his head, "Don't upload this to the shared database in advance, the fewer people know the better."

"I'm a left-behind child who has never been to school for a day, please don't make things difficult for me, you have at least received a modern education, you come."

Chen Li rubbed his forehead again. He suddenly began to feel dizzy after coming out of the underground city, and his headache was a little trance, "I have a headache."

Yong Qiang turned his head and glanced at Chen Li, and found that his face was not very good, and asked nervously, "Are you okay? Old problem?"

"It shouldn't be." Chen Li shook his head. His phantom pain problem has not occurred for a long time, and various tests have shown that his brain has returned to normal and should not recur.

"You sleep for a while," Yan Qiang stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Chen Li's neck, "I'm here."

"Well, I'll sleep for half an hour." Chen Li leaned on the sofa, his hands clasped in front of his chest, and Yan Qiang took the coat beside him to cover him.

It's just bragging to say that the disaster three or four years ago did not affect his body. Although he recovered with his strong endurance and mental strength, and is still a top-notch close combat expert, he is indeed tortured by physical exhaustion and imprisoned by the past.

The war caused Yanqiang to lose all vision in his right eye, and only had some light perception. He never wanted to repair it, just like Chen Li never wanted to use some means to erase that cruel memory.

They are very similar people in their roots, equally stubborn, and equally unwilling to look back. Even if they are covered with wounds, they will not give up, and they will not bow their heads until they die. They will challenge the King of Hell when they enter the Shura Palace.

This afternoon they found the material pool in the underground city, and found something that should not appear - the visual dome, a prop used to hide real objects.

I don't know whether to say it's weird or ridiculous. This visual dome didn't have time to cover it completely, revealing a corner of the material pool inside, otherwise they might not have found the material pool so smoothly.

Then they calculated the divergent energy value and size data of this visual dome, and sent a copy to the boss, but did not receive a reply for a long time.

The visual dome was a military product before, with a built-in destruction protection system - in other words, it was filled with bombs. Later, it was brought to the stage by people engaged in visual arts. Since then, some businesses have also used it to protect confidential production equipment, and since then, many different visual domes have been born.

There is a general formula for the divergent energy value algorithm of the commercially available visual dome, but not everyone can see things through the algorithm.

Obviously, neither he nor Chen Li can.

Chen Li leaned to one side and seemed to have fallen asleep, but his brows were still frowning, as if he was sleeping restlessly.

Smoker saved the formula, then switched to a brand new blank interface, and overlapped the map of the entire territory with the coordinates obtained from T before.

It doesn't really make much sense to get the third coordinate from T. In fact, as long as you know one coordinate, you can get all the information useful to them. Knowing two coordinates will just make it easier.

Although the "reformation camp" is a very serious violation of the law - the legal price for killing fertile humans is higher than that for killing infertile humans, the "reformation camp" is supported and built by major families, and the persecution is also against family members, so G always turns a blind eye.

For rc, knowing the information of the "reformation camp" is just a bargaining chip. Saving those suffering rich children does not meet their ideals. Seeking this information is just to play games with the big families and G.

But G and the big families are not everything in this country. This country still has hundreds of millions of people, various intricate organizations and chambers of commerce, and masters who are hidden in the depths and moving the chips. So they need all kinds of chips to achieve their goals in this chaotic world.

For this reason, they collect them all the time. They call this "bottle caps" in the channel. The number and rarity of "bottle caps" will affect their future, which is destined to be a precarious future.

On the other hand, they are also a scarce resource in this country, and sooner or later they will be pushed onto the battlefield again.

But the battlefield is not an amusement park. It is disgusting beyond the imagination of ordinary people. It smells like rotting human corpses, and different stench is emitted due to wounds caused by different weapons. In comparison, the smell of blood is fresh enough.

Fang Ge has been carrying out anti-war activities, and now has some voice in G. He has always been a staunch anti-war faction, but now the tone of the world is armed plunder.

Among them are all-round combatants like Chen Li and Yan Qiang; technicians like Shang Han and Lao Jiang; top veterans like Song Guang and Kui Shou; and front-line military doctors like Hei Hun.

If the war spreads to the surrounding areas of the central city, they will definitely go to the battlefield.

It seems that the war spreading to the central city is still a low-probability event. Even the entire territory is not affected by the war. The main battlefield in the south is the border and the free war zone. The war situation will be broadcast in real time on mobile phones every day, but people are numb and watch the war report like watching the weather forecast.

Nowadays, no matter how tragic the war is, people outside the battlefield cannot empathize with it. The lives lost every day are just numbers in the eyes of numb eyes.

It is ridiculous that this country pushes some people to the battlefield to protect others.

It is worthy of being the era of human rights.

"What are you calculating?"

"Awake?" Smoker turned the screen in his hand to Chen Li, "The coordinates of the 'Reformation Camp' are quite close to the war zone."

"When did you get it?" Chen Li frowned, "T?"

"Well, I sold you for it."

Chen Li frowned, "Although I can guess that he is from the Reformation Camp, he will be in danger if he leaks the goals of the Reformation Camp to us."

"If the Reformation Camp knows about his existence, it will be his turn to reveal the coordinates," Smoker tapped Chen Li's forehead with an electronic pen, "You haven't woken up yet."

Chen Li took a sip of mint wine and woke up, "It is not ruled out that the Reformation Camp has been looking for him. The existence of the Reformation Camp itself is illegal, so it is impossible to find people through the patrol system. Is it possible that the person who violated him that day was sent by the Reformation Camp to hunt him down?"

"Why not just kill him directly? Why rape him? Have a good time before you die?"

"Maybe only people like us with a low moral bottom line can understand." Chen Li spread his hands.

"I'm serious." The Smoker slapped Chen Li's open hand.

"When I found him that day, I found that the security door password had been changed. Don't tell me that a gangster would change the password of this level 6 anti-theft system," Chen Li said, "gangsters don't even remember to lock the door when they commit sexual crimes."

"So how did you get him out at that time?"

"I cut the lock off."

"You are worthy of it," The Smoker gave a thumbs up, "Ordinary people can think of it, but they don't have the strength to do it."

"Go back and send me a copy of the portrait information randomly collected from the streets in this area from 3 am to 7 am this month, and I will find that person."

"Where is the math problem?"

"Throw it to the boss, our math level will not work until next year."

"Thank you for your insult, which made me sober again."