Midsummer June, Los Angeles.

When the city with tall buildings is immersed in the red of the sunset, the breeze blows through the streets that are not as hot, making the passers-by feel a little cool. Occasionally, shadows move from the sky, blocking people's sight. Looking up, what you see is the reflection of an armed helicopter flying over the building and presenting on the glass.

Amid the setting sun, there was a buzzing sound.

The helicopter of the rotating propeller crossed the tall buildings.

This is a bustling city in the west adjacent to hills and oceans, also known as the "City of Angels". At dusk, standing on the high-rise buildings, you can see the huge mountains surrounding the distance. Disneyland in the city sends away a group of tourists, and it is still very lively; in the huge entertainment center, Hollywood, sightseeing and souvenir tourists stand in the scenery, and the photos taken one by one, the noise is heard.

In the red clouds, helicopters flew out of the city.

At the hatch, the security soldiers holding guns looked at the sky vigilantly, leaving the huge and prosperous city, and beyond the intersection highway, there were endless farmlands. The farmers who stopped the large tractors looked from afar when they heard the sound of propellers coming from the sky.

The dark shadows in the sky had flew over his head and headed towards northwest Los Angeles.

Soon after, as the sunset gradually faded, the helicopter entered the maroon-red wilderness hilly area, and then quietly landed somewhere in the cross-border hilly. On the apron, several soldiers carried tightly sealed code boxes and turned to the propeller. The stirred airflow quickly ran into a cave in the mountains ahead.

There was someone waiting inside, so he took the box from them, entered the password and opened it. When he saw a red light blooming out of the gap, he immediately closed it and turned around and walked into the disc-shaped mechanical door.

Quickly walk past a statue of a mechanical heart, below is the name of the institute: Anchorton.

Two weapons-eating security guards walked through a metal passage with the box, turned in at the second fork, stepped onto a circular patio elevator, and slowly descended.

After a while, when we reached the bottom, the light became strong. After scanning the retina for verification, the two entered the real core here, and the mechanical door was rotating and opened.

Expanding in front of the field of view is an empty mechanical underground test site. On the special floor of discharge, countless cables extend in an orderly and densely toward an indescribable huge mechanical outline at the end.

The researcher, the workers who were operating were coming and going, and in front of the two security guards, there was a sitting man, under his strong body and his trouser legs, empty, with only half of his thighs and butt sitting in a wheelchair.

“Boss, your items have arrived safely.”

The silver box was handed over, someone reached out to take it, held it in his hand and stood back again. The man sitting in the wheelchair did not speak or glanced at it.

After a moment, someone came over with a visual communicator and whispered: "It's your sister's message."

"Please put it there." On the wheelchair, the man with his arms pillowed to the metal table not far away, and then a tripod lighted over. The micro-device facing upward in the middle, similar to a camera, casting a green light curtain.

The next second, a woman's face gradually condensed in the light curtain. Her long brown hair was separated from her sides, her fair skin was tall and her nose was deep, and her facial features were not particularly stunning and beautiful, but they were quite attractive. She had a pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose, and the light blue eyes behind the lens were staring at the man in a wheelchair.

There was no expression on her face.

"When I received this message, you have already received that thing. Originally, this redstone from Kazakhstan was used as a backup material for my experiment, but now I have got one again from Mexico. This one is for you as a birthday gift..."

In the wheelchair, the man lowered his head and did not look at the other person. He just listened quietly. His hands placed on his legs gradually tightened and clenched into a fist.

"...This is what my sister should take care of you. I heard that your experiment has entered the final testing stage. So congratulations to Jaden Anchorton, who has entered the success and is about to become the youngest weapon developer of the Ministry of Defense."

Although there were words of congratulations at the end, the voice was not very ups and downs when spoken from the woman, and her expression was still numb. "So, just say this, I will continue to go back and participate in the research. Recently, my work will also enter the experimental stage. Jaden, this will change the world! I am also looking forward to your work."

While retracting the light curtain, the man suddenly grabbed a water cup next to him and threw it over, smashing the projection bracket over.

Water stains spread and dripped down.

The man named Jaden Anchorton operated the wheelchair and turned away. A black confidant carrying the code box followed closely behind. He did not take a look at the huge mechanical body that could only be seen vaguely at the end of the test site.

Then, enter the room at the other end of the metal passage.

"My sister always says approachable words, but I know she never looked at anyone in her heart." Jaden, who entered the room, seemed to be talking to himself, and also to the black man behind him. On the wheelchair, he reached out to touch the weapons placed in the bulletproof glass cabinet.

Also the last words.

“…including me.”

All kinds of science fiction weapons placed in the display cabinet are his efforts and achievements.

Anchorageton Military Industry is a family-owned enterprise. After his father passed by, his sister took over the originally half-dead company. In a year, he developed a new auxiliary fuel for launch vehicles, which was favored by aerospace. At the same time, he also received orders from Mi** and the Pandora project development project.

In a few years, from a medium-sized enterprise, it has become a world-renowned family business in the United States and even a world-famous family business. For example, Shou Ming Xun of the island country, the energy conduction device used for human body transformation experiments was also the first draft designed by Jaden's sister.

Jaden and his sister's research was originally the same, but after a car accident, he gradually changed direction, gave up the military's orders, and redefined his goals based on the original basis.

"My sister is a very smart person, and she said the same thing when my father was there."

The wheelchair moving forward stopped, Jaden reached out and pushed away the black bodyguard who was about to come and support him, pressed the button of a metal display cabinet next to him, and suddenly opened below. Among the pervasive maintenance gas, a pair of mechanical prosthetics with metal texture stood on the automatic tray.

"... But I never convinced. I am also from the Anchorton family, why do everyone think that my sister is the best?"

A nearby robotic arm stretched over and carried the pair of prosthetics to his wheelchair. Then, he pressed the broken knee, and the squeaking mechanical rotation sounded, and the invisible inner side, the nerve linker was inserted into the interface installed in the broken knee.

Next second.

The man in the wheelchair stood up again, walked forward with a heavy mechanical legs with a "boom" sound, and continued to speak.

"......This time, I want to prove to everyone that, besides a woman who is enthusiastic about work, there is also a man who stands up from the sick chair."

The mechanical cabinet was opened, and inside it was a mechanical glove that was bigger than his hand. The black man behind him came up with a code box, then opened it, facing Jaden, and lifted it in the air.

Jaden reached into the mechanical glove, made several grasps, turned sideways, and placed the redstone inside into one of the several holes on the back of the glove.

"These are seven..."

The mechanical gloves squeezed violently, and an invisible wave of energy spread around with a bang. The black man flew backwards and hit the metal wall.

"Anchorton will inject funds into this year's World Warrior League and tell the organizers to let the psychics join in and be open to everyone, and I will be the one they will eventually challenge."

The black man lying on the ground twisted his head, rushed to the ground and stood up again, lowering his face silently.

Opposite, he walked up with his mechanical legs and looked down at him condescendingly.

"In addition, send an invitation letter to the most powerful people in the world, participate in this game, and win me, Anchorton will satisfy his wish."

"yes."

After the waiter left, Jaden walked over to the metal monitor. Through the screen, he could see everything about the test site outside, as well as the huge machinery that was crouched in the shadows, modulated by countless staff members, and installed.

"The stadium will also be my test site. I will prove to everyone that my works are the best and are most suitable for war."

When the message crossed the ocean and went to all parts of the world along the signal, the Bairen City of China, Dongfang Xu and Chen Sha were busy because of the strange celestial phenomena that occurred not long ago. It is simple to say about the aftermath, but it really makes people feel troublesome if you really need to operate it in detail.

Due to Lin Jianyuan's death, some of the fleeing reformers disappeared and hid. The General Administration of Commuter sent people to search several times, but only some reformers who were not infected were caught.

As for Xia Yi, most of him stayed with Jiang Yu in the hospital, and it took him almost half a month before he started to work on his own affairs.

Soon, Dongfang Xu returned to Jiaohe City.
Chapter completed!