In a conference room of the Beehive, hundreds of chairs ford a circle, with nearly half filled by holographic projections.
These holographic projections whispered to each other, their expressions rather restless.
Suddenly, the door opened, Gao Gong at the front, Host Brain behind him. As Gao Gong’s new face appeared, it imdiately attracted the attention of others.
"Whoa, a lot of people showed up."
Gao Gong glanced around and found that 47 seats were online. You should know that although this Corporate War had the highest number of participants, there were barely over a hundred companies.
Considering the companies that were already out in the preliminary stages, 47 are already half the number.
This is naturally not because ’Dou’ is well-connected, but purely because the technological path of ’Biochemical Brain Machine’ is simply too powerful, too buggy.
And being too powerful ans being too dangerous.
Especially for brain-machine developers who follow the chanical path, if they can’t suppress it in the first wave, once it floods out, it’ll be like a virus, ubiquitous.
"Who are you, where’s Dou?"
Host Brain eagerly pulled over a chair, served Gao Gong to sit down, then seriously said, "This is our new President of Neuro Editing Group, you may call him Mr. G."
"As for the forr ’Dou’, he has already stepped aside and made way."
New appointnt, President, stepping aside, as soon as these words ca out, everyone understood Dou was out.
But no one cares about the life or death of a new corporate boss, their only concern is the Biochemical Brain Machine.
"What’s the current situation, do you have the confidence to suppress it, no, delay it?"
The speaker is a guy in a black suit, full of chanical transformation. The most interesting thing was, his facial features were not implanted with bionic skin, but used chanical features, and the back of his head was bald with a coin-sized hole.
Undoubtedly, this is a brain-machine interface, but damn, it’s actually round, are you kidding!
You should know back in the days before Gao Gong crossed over, mobile phone chargers only had type-C, at most plus Apple and Android, even headphone jacks almost had no round holes, you, a brain-machine, actually got a round jack!
Heresy, damn heresy!!
Gao Gong didn’t speak, another brain-machine developer imdiately asked.
"Which generation has the virus mutated to? What does it rely on to infect, what special ability does it have, can we obtain samples?"
The back of his head had a big hole!
"What about the combat power of those Transforrs?" another brain-machine developer asked.
This brain-machine jack was only toothpick-sized, unfortunately, I don’t eat noodles, nor do I pedal a sewing machine.
Gao Gong turned his head uninterested.
"What level of executives has the Vinos Life Safety Group sent?" another person asked.
Triangular brain-machine, interesting, but why not clover-shaped.
"What reactions have other biological giants had to this?"
Three-in-one brain-machine jack, need to plug in three data cables? Why not integrate into one? Are you insane?
"What’s your counterasure?"
Why is everyone’s at the back of the head, but your brain-machine port is on the forehead, are you trying to fire lasers?
"Why aren’t you speaking?"
Damn, you’re even cooler, actually a set-top box.
A bunch of people bombarded Gao Gong while he seed lost in space, eventually, even the ’Host Brain’ couldn’t stand it, coughed twice.
Boss, this isn’t the emperor not being anxious when the eunuch is, but rather the fire is about to burn to the doorstep, we are the frontline of countering the enemy.
"Ahem," Gao Gong stood up sincerely, looked around, his forceful gaze silencing everyone, then, he spoke coldly:
"Let say this, ladies and gentlen, the questions you’re asking, in my opinion, are not questions at all!"
Others’ faces stiffened, could it be that this person is a hidden Transforr powerhouse, or has he discovered a fatal flaw in so Biological Brain Machine technology?
"Because, I don’t know anything, nor can I solve anything, I’m just a waste!!"
These dominant words struck the entire scene, for a long while nobody spoke because indeed they didn’t know what to say.
Finally, in a series of incredulous looks, the ’Fuel-Inlet Brain-Machine Developer’ snapped back and loudly asked, "Who exactly are you?!"
No one present was a fool, likewise, no one would think that soone who took down the Neuro Editing Group would be purely brain-dead. In this experintal field, there is space for lunatics to survive, not fools.
"Mr. G, Executive Director of Du Gao Group, Honorary Director of Mas Sharpness, founder of Biological Chip, cha Technology."
"The Ancestor of Hunters, Chief Hunter of the Hunter Conference."
"Destroyed the ’Human Completion Plan’ in Nightless City."
"So major figures in the Digital Realm have placed a bounty on him in the underground world."
"The female President’s lover."
Those present were people with connections and influence, they soon found out a series of soone’s backgrounds, just shy of stripping down his underwear.
Gao Gong coughed: "Except for the last one, all other identities are nonsense, I won’t admit to them!"
"Du Gao Group has a lot of business cooperation with our company, unfortunately, we didn’t cooperate in the Corporate War, but right now, is a good opportunity," a brain-machine developer attempted to play the sentint card.
Damn it! It’s you, ’round charging port’, oh no, ’round brain-machine hole’, you heretical cultist, turn around and I’ll whisper to Director Du to sever business ties with your company, people like you will ruin my family’s feng shui!
Gao Gong snorted coldly, disdaining to respond.
"The military capability of Du Gao Technology rivals old military groups, we believe your side can definitely withstand this ’Biochemical Crisis’."
A sedan carried by everyone, I’ll carry, but not lift.
"If the ’Biochemical Brain Machine’ spreads, even your group can’t consider it a good thing!"
This is the threat theory faction.
"Does your family make nuclear bombs? I can provide a large amount of axial material."
This is... the anti-human faction.
Gao Gong sighed and said, "You’re all reasonable, but, I don’t have the final say in the company, I have no power at all, I’m just a pretty face up with the sunrise."
"..." Everyone.
You shaless thing!
"Just say, what kind of price do we have to pay for you to control this ’Biochemical Brain Machine’?"
Seeing Gao Gong play dumb and feign ignorance, finally soone began speaking human words.
"Sigh, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, it’s just you should know, most of our military strength is in the Northern Hemisphere, serving the Holy Brain Group, we signed very strict contracts with them, the Boss of Holy Brain Group is so dominant..."
Gao Gong instantly transford into Xianglin Sao, began to complain endlessly, the summary being three words, need more money!
After a brief hesitation—
"Our group is willing to offer 2 billion sponsorship fees to your group!"
"We offer 3 billion, not asking much, just keep the ’Biochemical Brain Machine’ contained on this continent!"
"We offer 1.5 billion!"
"We offer 1 billion!"
...
These 40, 50 companies, one word from one, another word from another, eventually pooled together 50 billion in labor fees.
Compared to the super revenue the ’Electronic Brain Plan’ can bring, so losses are still within an acceptable range.
"Actually, I don’t care about money, I’m not interested in money at all," Gao Gong said earnestly: "Our goal is just to serve the public, to create more convenience for the people."
Others listened with question marks on their foreheads, buddy, you’re a military group, an arms dealer, creating convenience for the public, what kind of convenience, zero purchase?
"But, because we started slow, the starting point is low, we haven’t had enough technology to update, to bring consurs excellent experience, if so kind soul could help us here, there’s no doubt, we definitely have confidence, we can save the world, and we can handle this crisis!"
Everyone’s expression changed, asking for money was one thing, looks like he’s asking for lives now!
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