Turing didn't speak, and waited quietly for his vision to be completely visible, and his eyes fell on Kahn's lower abdomen. The phantom limbs made a crack, holding him up:

“How is the test result?”

Kahn's eyes flashed and he didn't say anything.

"I don't want to mention Sax, but I have to know the specific situation."

"I didn't feel the invasion of other consciousnesses on my brain. The neurons were connected normally. After I came back, I also stayed in the biological algorithm cultivation cabin for a while, and the final test result was... no suspicious negative situations."

Turing nodded, his phantom limbs were ridged against his weak body, but he was supported by his gentle palm:

"Let's have a good rest first. Although I have been in it for three days and have completely escaped from the danger period, even the spider mother's things cannot eradicate all symptoms in such a short time..."

"Three days?" Turing raised his eyebrows.

"I asked Yuyu to save the matter, and I have arranged the others. Now what's left is a meeting with the other two parties, and there are some other small things. So, have a good rest first."

In front of me is Turing's main root nuclear laboratory. In addition to various instruments of different sizes, there are also some traces of life. For example, neatly arranged wine tin cans, some tables and chairs for life, although they are still built by the roots of world trees. A small dining table, special decorative lighting, and a small room built in the corner.

From Turing's perspective at this moment, you can vaguely see the bed inside.

It seems that Kahn has been staying here for the past three days and the palm of his hand holding the green-haired arm is slightly tightened.

A set of clothes flew out of the small compartment, Kahn quietly rejected Turing's request to dress himself, put Turing in meticulously in a suit that looked like a combat uniform, and then took him to the table and chairs.

"Although the nutrient solution is good, the stomach needs to eat, otherwise the function will gradually deteriorate. What do you want to eat?"

"I can't eat anything that is particularly nutritious in Banga." Turing shook his head, meaning casually, "I know my body and the biological cultivation cabin. I just want to know what your 'stomach' is now."

Turing smoothed the folds above the sleeves:

"It seems that you didn't take this outfit out of the air using 'electromagnetic control'?"

Kahn's lips curled up as if he was laughing. In the end, he didn't avoid this question anymore and poked his palm out-

A layered black tide emerged from the palm of the hand, like a dense swarm of insects, refracting a bright reflection.

Lead tide in saxophone.

But when Kahn turned his wrist, the entire billions of individuals who formed the lead tide seemed to turn over, lit up dense blue lights, just like the flashing arcs of her fingertips and her beautiful long hair.

"These things...are different from ordinary nanoworms. Hamed and Tsfield have conducted rigorous inspections these two days. These things are gradually becoming part of my physiological system, but will not change the essence of my life form."

The green metal tide flies in the air, forming various shapes—

Wine bottles, wine glasses, whiskey brand trademarks, demonic weapons, and gray fox helmets. They then flow densely, turning into three-dimensional shapes, forming small scenes, just like a stage play with a single color, which seemed to be a small Huanglong fortress.

"It's like a part of my body, I gave them a name, "Wilson's Blood". But Hmmed would rather call this thing [Evolution's Blood]. Preliminary research results show that they can be copied, just like..."

Kahn said, taking back the blood of evolution, and the faint smile on his face completely faded.

"Just like Sax." Turing did not deliberately avoid the Sax name and took Kahn's unfinished words lightly. "I don't know what the horror did to him, which made his mind change drastically. I can feel that he was enslaved by the 'deep network', and I will personally check you later."

Kahn nodded quietly. At this time, the silicon-based wormhole spread down from the top layer and delivered a portion of food contained in the metal insulation box.

Turing began his first meal after waking up, and Kahn watched him quietly. After the turbulent mood swings gradually cooled down, it seemed that there was a little cold.

The ingredients of the food are simple, but they can also be called rich. In addition to various nutrients, there are also some easy-to-digest synthetic steaks, fish in the Banga area, rhizomes of desert plants and dried fruits on the ground. Even these things are rare in Banga, and the recipe is exquisite. Although it is a Banga meal, it is obvious that Turing still tastes like chewing wax. Half of it, he hits the knife and fork on the plate:

"I'll kill your grandpa."

"I know." Kahn nodded, his green hair falling gently, "but it's not your fault."

"Is that?" Turing sneered, not sure who it was, "But what's interesting is that I didn't feel any guilt about it. Even though Sax is half the guide who took me into the world of builders, he helped me when I was a city mercenary, even if he was your grandfather... I just thought, I should say something. But empty words are like scheming, trying to cover Sumeru. Lies will only make the scars deeper, and they will also escape. So I told the truth coldly, not wanting to borrow any money..."

A cold touch came from his palm, and Kahn's palm was folded on his fist:

"If you are really so cold-blooded, Reyre won't be so peaceful these two days."

Turing was slightly stunned, and then he remembered what happened to him that night that he had crossed the entire Reyre:

"At that time... I didn't care about that much."

"So, there is no need for extra words. No matter what blood is flowing in my body, everything you do for me becomes a part of my brain. Do you know? The generation of memories and the changes in thinking are brain neurons that are constantly changing. When my brain changes for you, 'you' becomes a part of me. I think there should be no neuronal changes that are more inextricable than tearing Reyle apart." Kahn sat next to Turing, leaned on his shoulder, and hugged gently, "Grandpa has been running all his life and has come to an end. It is not a bad thing to die in the hands of the Wilson family. Perhaps from the day the plague of Falls aging outbreak, some things have been doomed."

Then she moved her head and stared at Turing:

"I want to leave for a while."

Turing's heart trembled slightly:

“Where to go?”

"Go back to Falls. There are some things from the Wilson family that used to be there. Grandpa's body is very beautiful, and he should have stayed in the family's manor. I haven't been back for a long time, and..."

"And Fars is most likely the origin of the nest." Turing took his waist and stared at Kahn, "When I improve the Banga problem, let's go together."

But Kahn didn't mess with this issue, and took the opportunity to bring the topic to Banga's situation. A lot of things happened in the past three days.

World Tree Expansion.

The three armies of Huanglong Fortress were guarded.

Through the roots, the World Tree has obtained some information in the Huanglong Fortress in advance, and under the leadership of Saxophone, some of the executioners' skills are applied to the promoted.

Roaring machine infrastructure technology from Crohn.

Several laboratories collected the latest practical data, some projects made breakthroughs, and Shagara and Nortes completed the latest evolution. Artem established a new experimental team under the permission of Hamed, and supported the partial extraction technology of the executioner and the Black Mamba, and began to conquer the "Combat Coating Process" project.

The World Tree is gradually expanding its territory. On the other two sides, one Crohn has the Dragon Ridge and the Old Man who has become his younger brother. The other Domino has a deep foundation for cooperation. In other words, it is only a matter of time before Banga becomes the territory of the World Tree.

The atmosphere gradually became relaxed, and it seemed that the food of Banga, which was difficult to swallow on the plate, tasted much better. The two were chatting, while Turing was also revisiting the battle that night.

This should be the most serious injury and the most miserable fight. In the Tianshou Research Pavilion, he was not as fatal as he was. He rushed to Crohn's army head-on, attacked the southern defense line, broke into the Huanglong Fortress, assassinated Wushanji, fought against Jeston, and forced the entire Reyle to finally face Sax...

Maybe he did overestimate his energy.

At this moment, the vision had returned to normal, but the brain was still a little drowsy, and the shoulders that were crushed by Jeston still felt a little painful. There was also a long scar on the chest, which was left when it was almost torn in half.

These serious aftermaths remind Turing that even the body that has undergone decarbonization liquid, nanoworms, and the triple-mixed hybrid enhancement of the phantom limbs is still weak without external technological means.

He is still a pure flesh and blood body. There is nothing wrong with this, but in the battle with Jeston, he has discovered that once his technological means are targeted or paralyzed, he will occupy an unfavorable position when facing enemies of his qualities and his own.

In the battle with Jeston, he learned a painful lesson from his own actions of dismantling the Trinity and using the ontology. He also took the consequences of the gambler's behavior in the battle. The damage to the body can be cured, but the brain may not be necessary.

The overload of the gravity spine made his skull still feel a little painful. Although his drowsy state was not as bad as that night, he still felt a little drunk.

Or, have stronger, more and more complex means and obtain more technology to arm yourself.

Or...really evolve your own body.

It does not conflict with both of them at the same time, but Turing believes that some things should indeed be changed.

Thinking, Turing summoned the Tech Tree panel and stared at the countdown below.

It's almost done when it comes to time. It's time to win all the results and complete the final layout in Bangka...

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With the awakening of thousands of faces, the three parties, which are already the last three major forces in Bangjia, have secretly gathered again.

After the two-hour negotiations that Turing personally participated, the final result was completely allocated. The World Tree, as the initiator and the greatest hero, took away 50% of the result, and the rest were distributed to Crohn and Domino.

Although Ivanovic expressed great dissatisfaction with Turing's damage to the Chernoboken thruster in Reyr, Turing, with the Aquatic Legion, said that the thing will be repaired and sent back soon. After all, the thruster was only lost in the Strait of Reyr, which was to the extent that Turing's front foot was sent back to the World Tree and the back foot was recycled.

I found an excuse for repair, and by the way, I also wanted to understand the mystery of Mach 3 in a straight line speed.

Crohn naturally didn't say much, and it was basically the shape of a family. But Tushan's expression was not very good at the meeting, and he seemed to be reluctant to speak, and this was remembered by Turing. After he woke up, he re-controlled the overall situation. All kinds of affairs were complicated, and my father only reported peace.

However, in the end, the three parties had a small dispute over the ownership of Huanglong Fortress.

The chassis can be divided into three parts.

The spoils can also be divided into three pieces.

Knowledge and information can be copied.

How can the Huanglong Fortress, which occupies the most important position in the south, be divided into three parts? It is impossible for people to be sent to guard there on all sides of the three sides.

But at the same time, the situation in Huanglong Fortress is also very special. There is also a Dilt labor camp, which contains countless Bangka people who were arrested. How to deal with these people? Will they be disbanded on the spot?

It was at this time that Turing launched a person—

Gigit.

The young man from Banga who was with Raton Hardy when the Hive invaded Monto City, was the grandson of the former President Bangada.

Given the various specialities of Huanglong Fortress and the fact that the three forces do not represent the country behind it, this arrangement has been decided.

But the most important reason is the long-term plan reached by Turing to form an alliance with the other two parties-

Sustainable war.

The wars of Bangjia are in succession, but now the three parties control the entire Bangjia, and use the name of war to introduce more forces into Bangjia. On the surface, it is a tripartite melee, and at the same time, it introduces more forces to cause a mixture of fish and dragons, but in essence it is the result of a negotiation between the three parties.

Inducing more small and medium-sized forces to enter the market is equivalent to further expanding the market. If the war continues, you can gain more benefits from the forces behind it and the war. At the same time, the seemingly chaotic war situation is enough to cope with the pressure given by the forces behind it.

But does Turing, who has phantom limbs, Gigits, and countless Bonga supporters, really think so?

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To be continued...