Deceitful Game

Chapter 291 I'm here, and I'm not leaving!

Here, even eleven or twelve-year-old children look as composed and mature as adults in their twenties.

Even seven or eight-year-old children don't jump around, chase each other, or make noise.

This is a city with an extremely "slow" pace of life.

Despite the widespread use of levitation technology, everyone here was walking at a leisurely pace. Completely different from the frantic pace of Central, time seemed to expand in an instant.

Most importantly, none of them had collars around their necks.

Apart from these "free men" without collars, all you can see here are various non-human, intellectual entities.

People like Mingpo who wear collars are extremely rare here.

No one checked the business card or identification, and Mingpo was not stopped by anyone.

Because for the Big Eight, there are no secrets.

What is Mingpo's identity? Why did he come here? How did he pass the identity verification? ... When he received that letter and started the airship, all the answers were already there.

Without any obstruction or stop, Mingpu turned from the dedicated driveway into the private driveway and entered the estate.

He didn't give a single command the entire time. The car guided him directly to his destination on its own.

Even Mingper himself didn't know where the destination was.

When Mingpo's airship came to a stop inside the airborne base, a butler was already waiting there.

"Mr. Ming."

Mingpo looked over.

The butler appeared to be quite young and tall, exactly the same height as Mingpo. However, even without using the powerful scanning mode, Mingpo's prosthetic eye could tell that the other party was a non-human, intelligent being.

Simply put, it's about combining artificial intelligence with independent personality with highly realistic bionic robots.

"...Sebastian?"

When Mingpo saw the other person's face and attire clearly, she couldn't help but murmur softly.

Simply because his appearance and attire were exactly the same as the demonic butler in Mingpo's memory!

"That's right, I am Sebastian."

The person on the other end looked somewhat surprised, but responded to Mingpo's address without hesitation: "I am here to await Mr. Ming on the orders of my master." Good heavens, it really is him!

On the way, Mingpo asked curiously, "Did your master give you that name?"

Sebastian calmly replied, "My appearance, abilities, personality, and name were all custom-made by my master."

His words were full of pride and self-satisfaction.

These days, very few people have the time or skill to create their own character's face. Most people just use templates or have a master customize it to avoid any mishaps.

Gao Fan was able to personally customize his personality, which meant that to the non-human, intelligent being, he was not only a master but also a parent.

However, this didn't surprise Mingpo much. Gao Fan was just like that by nature.

He was simply curious: "How does your master usually mention me?"

Sebastian glanced at Mingper and said without hesitation or reservation, "My master said that Mr. Ming's orders are equivalent to his orders, and you have the highest level of authority with me."

"What else did he say?"

"The master also said that you should not bring up this matter unless asked."

The smart assistant answers questions fluently.

Mingpo smiled and gently shook her head: "This little..."

Of course he knew... It wasn't that Gao Fan wanted to hide it from him, nor that he wouldn't give it to him if he didn't ask.

Gao Fan was worried that Mingpo's pride would lead her to reject his "charity."

After all, if Mingpo fails to regain his memory... then as an employee, he will inevitably have to be very careful in his interactions with Gao Fan, the director.

If he directly had Sebastian tell Minper, that would put pressure on Minper. But if Minper inherited the memories from last week's timeline, he would never be so distant from Gao Fan, so Minper would naturally ask.

You've gotten much smarter.

Mingpo felt a pang of sadness and fell silent.

The timid and cowardly Gao Fan, the kind and upright Ai Shiping...

I wonder what hardships they went through to mature into the way they are now.

Gao Fan's home is completely different from the outside world.

There are indeed quite a few people here... but not a single one is alive.

The palace, as luxurious as a palatial palace, is entirely constructed with a soft, cashmere-like material. It is both soft and sturdy, serving as flooring and wall tiles, absorbing sound, providing warmth, dehumidifying, and even self-cleaning.

Undoubtedly, this is also a paradoxical technology. It's just that it hasn't been applied to Central.

It's not that it's particularly valuable... Mingpo could tell at a glance that this was paradoxical technology from at least ten or even twenty years ago. Its level of advancement was shockingly low.

It was not extended to lower-level areas simply because of the need for "distinction between the superior and the inferior," which is why it was not allowed to be used in Central.

What good is a nice house for a flock of lambs wearing collars?

It wasn't until a door opened that Mingpo saw Ai Shiping and Gao Fan inside.

The room was extremely spacious, easily over 400 square meters. All four walls were huge screens, currently showing a fully immersive 3D movie, making them feel as if they were actually there.

Ai Shiping and Gao Fan sat on the huge sofa, talking in hushed tones. The movie volume was very loud, making it impossible to hear what they were saying. Apart from Sebastian, who had just opened the door, there wasn't even a single non-human intelligent being in the room.

But you can tell... they're quite relaxed right now.

Because the two of them were arm in arm, Ai Shiping looked almost like he was holding Gao Fan hostage, with his arm wrapped around Gao Fan's neck, showing absolutely no respect.

Upon seeing Mingpo arrive, the two waved to him and smiled.

It was like the expression on the face of a group of brothers who went out for barbecue or karaoke, and the last one to arrive finally showed up. Mingpo didn't hesitate.

He took a few quick steps, laughed twice, and like a wrestler, leaped forward.

"Holy crap, don't come any closer!!"

"Hey hey hey hey! That pig is killing me...!"

Amidst their laughter, curses, and cries of pain, Mingpo lunged forward and caught them both, slamming them heavily onto the sofa.

Mingpo's entire body was covered in modified cybernetic implants, making him incredibly heavy. If it weren't for the anti-gravity mechanism continuously in effect, he would be a true "thousand-pounder" right now.

But neither Ai Shiping nor Gao Fan clearly disliked Mingpo.

They were just yelling to move away, but instead they hugged their good brother whom they had never met before.

"Aper..."

"Big brother!"

Ai Shiping and Gao Fan wrapped their arms around Mingpo's shoulders, and the three of them hugged each other tightly.

It was like Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei reuniting in the ancient city.

No one knows how desperate and angry they were when they learned of Mingpo's death.

After that, without Mingpo to shelter them from the storm... the two of them barely managed to survive. If Mingpo were still alive, the three of them would never have fallen into such dire straits!

Even... if Mimper were still alive, the world war might never have happened!

Thinking back on the past, seeing this face again and that familiar smile on it, they can even have the illusion that "the suffering of these years was just a dream".

Ai Shiping and Gao Fan's eyes were already moist, and tears flowed down their faces involuntarily, but their smiles were so bright.

They finally reunited.

Although for Mingpo it was just a matter of blinking... feeling the genuine emotions between the two, he also felt a surge of emotion within him. His stomach was an organ of emotion, and one of the few organs Mingpo hadn't cybernetically implanted. Mingpo was currently experiencing both stomach cramps and a sense of relief and relaxation.

He wanted to cry too.

Just amber...

He no longer has the right to cry.

Because he no longer has the human eyes that he can use to cry.

Although Mingpo only has a prosthetic left eye, it is different from Ai Shiping, who is in a clerical position... because the tear gland is a meaningless organ for Mingpo, which only secretes tears to obscure vision during battle, and has long been replaced by an implanted mechanical device.

His cybernetic transformation wasn't "high-level modification"; he merely retained as much human muscle and bone as possible. Various parts had been replaced with replaceable prosthetics. Now, Minpa is practically a living showcase of Takasagami Life's advanced cybernetic technology, with all sorts of small items resembling "Unit-01" on his body.

If Mingpo were to replace all of his muscles and bones with prosthetics, his prosthetic level would have to be at least 85%, turning him into a pure lump of iron. He would need to be at least at the level of Adam's Light Hammer to Adam's Medium Hammer.

Mingpo was overwhelmed with thoughts. He had prepared a draft in his mind of what he wanted to say and what jokes he wanted to make when they met, but now he had completely forgotten them. He just hugged his two good brothers, who were crying like little brats, tightly and kept patting their shoulders and backs.

"I'm back."

Mingpo said softly, "I'm back, brothers."