Blackstone Code

The woman looked at Mr. A, raised her hand, and hesitated.

Under Mr. A's gaze, she grabbed Mr. A's hand and pressed it on it, "Is it dangerous?"

Mr. A was stunned for a moment. Considering its current independent personality, it actually does not have the emotions of "caring" and "being cared for".

The starting point of caring about Lynch is to protect his own interests, rather than really feeling how good and compatible he is with Lynch.

As an individual evolved creature with the hidden purpose of continuing to become stronger and immortality, it does not possess these things.

It's super selfish.

But at this moment, feeling the warmth in the woman's hands and feeling the somewhat evasive but definitely worried look in her eyes, Mr. A's smile became more natural.

He raised his hand and grabbed the woman's hand, "Don't worry, I'm well prepared for this day, and Mr. Lynch also gave me some help, putting me at an absolute advantage."

"This battle is as simple and easy as a father beating his child."

The woman's expression became a little more relaxed, "I don't want to add psychological burden to you, I just want to tell you that no matter what you become, you have us, and your family will always support you."

On a rare night, Mr. A proposed to exchange bodily fluids with his wife. In fact, they had not done so for a long time.

About three to four years.

It's not that its desire has declined, but that when it was still a human in the past, it didn't have so many impulses to leave to its wife.

Work is not an easy task, it is tiring and requires more stimulation to rejuvenate.

Compared with listening to his wife at home nagging about the good or bad financial situation of the family, nagging about the small, boring and meaningless things in life, and then falling into an indifferent atmosphere amidst complaints and casual verbal conflicts.

Those young girls out there who can come for twenty bucks are obviously much better.

Regardless of the issue of cleanliness, twenty yuan is not an unaffordable expense, and then the girls can satisfy all their sexual impulses and fantasies.

It only costs twenty yuan. When it ends sooner or later, those girls will not be dissatisfied, but will thank it for paying twenty yuan.

As a human being, it contributed more than 60% of its monthly income to that family, but it always received complaints from its wife and children. It could not remain impulsive and motivated in such a state. Come on, my wife.

Don't blame it.

But now, it suddenly wants to.

It has slightly changed its organ data, making each stroke of it fit more closely, just like the piston and cylinder of an internal combustion engine.

They always fit so snugly, perfectly, and have a strong pull.

Although she didn't want to make a sound at first, it was too long, or it was the uneasiness caused by gaining an unknown thing after losing it, and she was eager to do something to prove something.

Anyway, she has a loud voice.

It went on for a long time.

When he woke up the next morning, he saw his two children chatting quietly at the dining table.

When he saw it coming, he showed some interesting smiles.

His wife's rosy cheeks and smile made her look younger.

"Is it my favorite breakfast?", it asked sitting at the dining table.

The woman's cooking action paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's your favorite breakfast."

Pan-fried beef cubes.

Its ever favorite breakfast.

At that time, cheap beef cubes cost less than two dollars a pound, one dollar eighty-nine cents, or one dollar ninety-nine cents. The cut beef cubes were about 1.5 centimeters to two centimeters square.

After coming back, cleaning it and frying it in butter and olive oil, it was his favorite breakfast.

Eating beef for breakfast will make you more energetic throughout the day. Secondly, beef is more resistant to hunger, which allows it to avoid losing strength due to hunger in the second half of the morning's work.

Each time he eats about two-thirds of a pound of ground beef, and the rest goes to the woman and children, along with a side of mashed potatoes and a meal kit.

It will cut open the meal bag, then spread the mashed potatoes mixed with butter and a little cream into the meal bag, add some olive oil, and then take a bite.

To explain it in a more literal way, the taste is very rich. You can feel the toughness of the crust, the softness of the bread itself, and the softness of the mashed potatoes.

There are also many changes in taste, starting from the slightly bitter taste of the bread crust, to the bread with obvious fermentation and flour aroma, and then the milky mashed potatoes and some black pepper flavor.

This multiple complex taste changes and taste changes are deeply fascinating.

But if we were to put it in a nutshell, then “fucking delicious” sums it all up.

The woman skillfully took out the bread from the small oven under the kitchen stove and cut it. Spread on the mashed potatoes, add a little chopped celery, black pepper and salt, and then pass it over.

Mr. A said thank you, then picked it up and took a bite.

There is no flavor that it likes too much. It can actually feel the changes in texture and taste, but it doesn't like it.

It's just like some people like to eat certain things and will like them very much, but people who don't like them will find it intolerable even if they don't like them.

But even so, it still pretended to be very satisfied according to the appearance in its memory.

In the whole breakfast, beef cubes were just okay, bread and mashed potatoes were really not good.

After eating, he drove to the company, completed opening it before half past nine, and then returned to the office to handle work.

It has been waiting.

Waiting for the arrival of Mr. Responsible.

Mr. Responsibility didn't let him wait too long. It came at about eleven o'clock.

"I thought we would meet again after lunch." Mr. A motioned to Mr. Responsible to sit down.

The latter did not obey its arrangement and sat opposite it, still maintaining a standing posture and looking down at Mr. A behind the table.

"You are so addicted to being a lackey that you actually have the concept of lunch. I don't know whether to laugh at you or feel pity for you?"

For these evolvers, there is no clear concept of three meals.

When the energy consumption in their bodies reaches a certain level, countless cells will transmit "replenish energy" signals to the brain.

Then the brain gives instructions to search for food.

Anything that can replenish energy can be swallowed by them and then converted into energy to soothe cells that lack energy.

If they are not replenished for a long time, the cells will escape the control of the brain and become more autonomous, which is a sign of loss of control.

It will faithfully fulfill one of the most faithful desires of living things - eating. Until the cells are satisfied, the brain can regain control of the body.

Therefore, for these evolved people, there are only concepts of "hungry" and "not hungry", and there is no concept of having to eat or not being able to eat before meal time.

Mr. A was not worried at all, "You have a deep misunderstanding of me." As a person who believed from the bottom of his heart that he would definitely win, he always behaved very calmly.

Even when faced with Mr. Responsibility's attack, it remained calm.

Mr. Responsibility couldn't help laughing, "I don't have any misunderstandings about lackeys."

"I pity you."

Mr. A curled his lips, briefly handled the documents in his hand, and then stood up, "Since you insist on doing this, let us end this disagreement before lunch."

"I have a lot of work to do this afternoon."

He still hadn't said a word. In the afternoon, he was going to tell Mr. Lynch about winning the battle and entering the board of directors.

Soon the two came to an alloy room, where there were many instruments used to capture some data generated during the battle.

This is also what Mr. A requested. Fighting in this kind of place can obviously gain more benefits for himself in the board of directors.

Because everything will be recorded, in addition to providing valuable scientific research data, it can also allow those directors to see its power, which has only advantages and no disadvantages.

Lynch, Connor, and some directors are also here to witness the duel.

The two stood face to face in the empty room. Mr. A took off his shirt, revealing his muscular body. "How much should we start with?"

"Fifty percent, or 70 percent?"

At this time, Mr. Responsibility could no longer suppress the desire to fight in his heart. As he spoke, his body was undergoing drastic changes, becoming taller, bigger, and stronger!

"Save some time and start from 70%!"

There is no 100% choice, both sides need to experiment. Once they enter a state of 100% liberation, their reason can only participate in the battle as an auxiliary to the fighting instinct.

They can only tell their bodies who is the enemy and who is not the enemy, and their life instinct will take care of the rest!

This situation is actually not very safe.

Seeing Mr. Responsibility's highly liberated body, full of metallic luster and streamlined body, Mr. A couldn't help but marvel.

"No wonder people like you, your appearance is so in line with people's aesthetics."

"I've seen your appearance, it's time for you to see mine!"

"liberation……"

Connor, who was behind the bulletproof glass, couldn't help but tilted his head and asked Lynch, "Does this liberation have to be shouted out?"

Lynch was silent for a while, "It's not necessary to shout."

"Perhaps it feels more powerful to shout?"

Connor scratched his head, "This is a good disguise. I have to remember it. I remember you said that we also have a chance..."

Lynch nodded, which made Connor happy for a while. He had already begun to think about how to shout in the future!

We can't always let these people pretend to be monsters and Lynch. He also wants to pretend, and he has to pretend in a big way!