"I said Werther, can you only supply the pumpkins in your fields to us?" In a small bar, a slightly drunk businessman wearing a round hat patted a man next to him with a mohawk and a bit of stubble. He was over 2 meters tall and had strong muscles all over his body. The man looked very bold, and his mature and handsome face made many female waiters nearby couldn't help but take a second look. In particular, there were unknown dark black tattoos on Werther's thick arms. Werther was wearing long boots and a pair of denim suspenders with nothing underneath, and some dark chest hair could be seen. "Hey, this won't work. I only sell it to you. Don't you want to make a lot of money?" Witte patted the businessman next to him and sighed helplessly. Most of the nearby Trading Station No. 1 are family shops, and almost all families run food shops, so they have the crops they grow themselves to produce and sell. By the way, it is also supplied to everyone in the family. "Hey, Werther, the crops you harvested in the field are really good. Can you sell some to me?" At this moment, a drunk man at another wine table came over unconsciously carrying a wine bottle. "When you come over tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I'll make you some fresh corn soup. It'll be delicious." People in a bar were very happy, because everyone in the bar was treated by Witte tonight. It was just 8 o'clock, and Witte came to the bar, ready to have some drinks before going back to the Congress hall through the quantum light and shadow transmission equipment. Go and listen to the quarrels between the executive branch and the MPs. But Werther is in a good mood today, because in a few days Gene will go out with Tang Rao. It has been many years since he went outside the barrier. Werther is also relieved. After all, after Gene, the thorn in his side, leaves, he can There are too many things to do.
After that bastard Jean leaves, I can let the family experiment with artificial intelligence first. Werther was in a good mood, picked up the wine glass, and took a long sip. "You're welcome. Drink more. It's best to drink all the wine in this bar. I'm very happy today." As he spoke, Werther stood up and put one foot on the bar. The boss and waiters immediately joined him. This situation was quite common. People nearby knew that Werther was very generous and forthright. "Witt, do you want to come to my house tonight?" At this moment, a sexy blonde beauty came over. Werther lowered his head, pressed the woman's chin with one hand, and kissed her. The woman's eyes were fascinated, and many people nearby whistled. "I'm sorry, Honghong, I won't go. It will be better to wait another day. After all, I will be drunk later and fall asleep when I go back. I have been working in the fields all day today and I am a little tired." Not only was Werther generous, but people around him thought he was quite strange. He was a D-class mutant, and their origins were unknown. More than 50 years ago, Werther came to the unmanaged fields of the Hillman family. I asked for a small piece and gave the rest to the Angus family. I built a two-story cabin here alone and started a leisurely and comfortable pastoral life. There were many people who wanted to get the crops in Witte's field. The businessmen tried all kinds of methods, but finally gave up. And the most important thing is that Werther took care of nearly 10 hectares of land alone. Werther seemed really happy after drinking. He picked up the guitar hanging on the wall in the shop and started playing. With the cheerful rhythm, everyone in the bar jumped to the rhythm. Werther himself was also versatile. He knows how to order everything, and he also takes the initiative to help those nearby. squeak At this moment, the double doors of the bar were pushed open. "Get out of here Werther." A cold voice came, and it instantly became a discordant sound. Gene was holding a cigarette in his mouth, holding up his uniform with one hand, and putting the other hand in his pocket. The guitar in Werther's hand made a sound, and one of the strings broke. He blinked. Why did this guy come to me? Gene stretched out his hand in his pocket, pointed his thumb back, and Werther put down his guitar. Many people in the bar looked at this thin, white-haired handsome man with some confusion, but some people recognized him immediately. , it was Jean, the section chief of Section 13, and many people exclaimed. "Sorry, everyone, keep drinking. My old friend is coming to see me, so I will go back first." After Werther put down the guitar, he twisted his head, clicked his head, and walked slowly over. The moment he walked out, Werther whispered in Gene's ear. "Do you want to come to fight with me?"
"It depends on your attitude. If you have a bad attitude, I will beat you half to death." Gene squinted his head and raised his head, looking at Werther beside him with a slight sneer. He squeezed his hands together and made a clicking sound. The two of them walked side by side towards the fields in the distance as if walking. These fields were clearly divided. Each area was exactly one hectare. Jean and Werther went down a road a little to the north. In the surrounding fields The multifunctional light and shadow pole shines with a warm yellow light that is conducive to the environment. The two of them were silent for a while. Werther stared at Gene sideways, looking at him in a bad mood. Did this guy take the wrong medicine tonight? I didn't seem to have done anything to offend this bastard? "Clone No. 9 Lolita appeared in Area 1 at noon today." As soon as Gene finished speaking, Werther's expression turned serious. "It shouldn't be possible. I remember that it was handled very cleanly." Gene suddenly stopped and grabbed Werther. "Give me the list of everyone who participated in the future cloning plan." "This seems a bit difficult, Gene. When I go back to the basement to search, most of those people are either dead or crazy. After all, you know the situation at that time. It has been so many years. What do you still remember doing?" Gene snorted coldly and let go of Werther's clothes. The two came to a road five wide. At the far end was a large walled area, a courtyard of nearly 1 hectare, with blue and orange particles intertwined. Gene In the blink of an eye, he and Werther had jumped into the yard. There was only a simple wooden house in front of them, and there were a lot of grains and vegetables piled everywhere in the yard. There were quite a lot of land in the yard planted with crops and greenhouses. Werther stared at Gene sideways. "It's been such a long time since we last saw each other. It's hard to be angry. If Lolita really appears, it can only be said that someone secretly took away the cloned Lolita's embryo." "I have asked Noah to investigate the people who master quantum technology, and I will personally investigate the clones."