In the ninth office, Xiang Long sat at the table with a bruised nose and a swollen face, looking at Lin Hansu with an aggrieved face: "Aren't we having a meeting to discuss? I express my opinion, why do you hit someone?"

Lin Hansu crossed his arms and said aggressively: "Stop talking nonsense! If you try to steal a job from me in the future, I will deal with you!"

Shen Jiahong looked at the two people arguing and turned his attention to Wu Mian: "Brother Ninth, Zhou Fuguang has a special status. If you are determined to get rid of him, it's better for me to do it, so as to ensure that everything is safe."

"Let's let Xiang Long do this." Wu Mian thought for a moment and shook his head: "Xiang Long's analysis is still reasonable. Zhou Fuguang has lost power. We are getting rid of him to avoid future troubles. It is easy for others to take action.

Cause trouble for the Nine Divisions."

Lu Dayu curled his lips and said: "As an old rival, Zhou Fuguang must be able to guess that I want to kill him now. Anyone can do this, right?"

"The methods are different!" Xiang Long interjected: "I have never helped Jiu Chu before. It is difficult for the other party to bite Jiu Chu through my method of murder, and what Brother Jiu wants to do is assassination. Zhou Fuguang's position has almost been eliminated.

Withdraw, if it disappears quietly, no one may pay attention, but if the noise is too big, the people behind him will not let it go!"

Seeing that Xiang Long had guessed his thoughts, Wu Mian said no more: "That's it, Dayu, you are responsible for providing relevant information to Xiang Long."

"Understood, the intelligence agency of the Ninth Division has been monitoring Zhou Fuguang all year round. I will urge them to increase their surveillance efforts." Lu Dayu nodded: "By the way, Ninth Brother, Di Gong told me before that when you come back,

, it’s best to go to the base and meet him, he has something to discuss with you.”

…

Di Tiangong is an extremely outstanding mechanic. The reason why he chose to cooperate with Wu Mian was not only because he needed a strong protection, but also because scientific research is an extremely expensive project.

Lord, ordinary people will never be able to support him.

His laboratory was built by Wu Mian with a lot of money. Many of the experimental equipment in it have long since disappeared from the world and cost a lot of money.

When Wu Mian rushed to the laboratory, he happened to see Di Tiangong completing a line of sight, pointing to the bandage on his chest and asking: "Are you injured?"

"We were conducting a weapons experiment yesterday afternoon, and there was a slight flaw. There's nothing we can do about it, the body of a semi-synthetic human is just so fragile."

Di Tiangong waved his hands indifferently and walked to his office: "I came to you mainly because I wanted to talk about nanorobots. According to the information you provided, we went to the place where you had an accident and used nanorobots.

We conducted a search and fortunately recovered some nanorobots."

Wu Mian was delighted: "How many are they?"

"Four trillion!" Di Tiangong pointed with his finger, and then added: "Unfortunately, half of these nanorobots are seriously damaged and can no longer be used. With our technology, we cannot repair these damaged nanorobots.

The robot is being repaired and can only be temporarily sealed."

While the two were talking, they had already walked into Di Tiangong's office.

On a strange-looking instrument, there was a glass vessel, one-third of which was filled with a transparent gel-like liquid.

Because of the special characteristics of Wu Mian's body, he could have a special connection with these nanorobots. As soon as he got close, he felt the active atmosphere.

Di Tiangong pointed to the cluster of nanorobots in the bottle: "Although the nanorobots we recovered can only restore one-tenth of your combat effectiveness, it is still a good thing."

"No, to be precise, it's only one-twentieth. Half of my previous body's strength was due to the mechanical spine."

Wu Mian opened the fingertip of the ring finger of his left hand, and a silk thread invisible to the naked eye was connected to the nanorobot in the bottle. The robot in the bottle began to decrease visibly: "My previous mechanical spine can transmit brain wave signals.

Converting it to electronic signal dispersion allows me to hack into the network wirelessly like a fully synthetic human, and I can also receive signals from drones."

Wu Mian finished washing the nanorobot in the bottle, and the drone on his middle finger flew out: "But now, if I want to have contact with it, I have to use other equipment, which makes me very uncomfortable."

"Yes, your previous mechanical spine can be called an artifact among prosthetics. I have only seen that perfect fusion of machinery and flesh once." Di Tiangong did not deny this: "I have never seen it before.

Prosthetic equipment can make the human body stronger by stimulating neurons, which is no longer a technology that today's technology can master."

Wu Mian didn't have a deep understanding of what Di Tiangong said, because his memory only stopped after the establishment of the Nine Divisions. As for where his prosthetic weapons came from and how his body was transformed, he still had no memories.

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A large number of nanorobots were injected into the body, giving Wu Mian a numbing feeling in his body. This was because the nanorobots were using the static electricity in his body to charge energy.

The addition of these nanorobots has supplemented Wu Mian's sense of power.

Following the instructions from his brain, a protective film similar to crystal coating gradually appeared on the surface of his left hand. He waved his palm gently in the air, and the desk in the distance was neatly divided into three parts.

This seemingly simple action in the air was actually him spraying out the nanorobot's silk thread, completing the cutting in an instant.

Di Tiangong looked at the fallen table and was shocked: "Hey! Be careful! I have a lot of important information here! This is not your training ground!"

Using silk threads that are invisible to the naked eye to kill people quietly is one of Wu Mian's favorite techniques.

Before Wu Mian's mechanical spine was dismantled, his ability was even more powerful. The prosthetic weapon was like a launcher, allowing him to remotely control nanorobots to kill people invisible, instead of having to let him do it now.

Only when the nanorobot is in contact with itself can it issue instructions.

Thinking of the mechanical spine, Wu Mian took back the nanorobot and asked Di Tiangong: "Has the Jinma Group made any new developments in the recent period?"

"No, Jinma's expansion in the commercial sector has reached a bottleneck. Many products have not been updated for a long time. All they have to do is capture market share. Even so, their products are still far ahead of other companies."

Di Tiangong shrugged: "As for deeper research, it is difficult for us to dig out useful clues, and the Jinma Group will not be stupid enough to announce it. In fact, I think this is a good thing. Now your body function is compared to its peak.

It's too weak. If Jinma doesn't bother you for a few days, you'd better choose to be patient. I've sent my assistants to the underground auctions to collect information about nanobots.

Strategy, I suggest you recharge your batteries."
Chapter completed!