At the munitions factory at night.
The workers working on the assembly line had already gotten off work and gone home. However, Feng Zi and several engineers were still squatting in the workshop, studying machine optimization.
A few people were arguing about replacing a certain component. Fengzi was already slamming the table, and the others were also red in the face. However, their argument was limited to technical issues. In fact, after spending an afternoon together, coupled with Fengzi's naturally carefree personality, she had successfully become one with the people in the military factory.
Now, everyone looked at her as if she was one of their own. Besides, Feng Zi's professional skills were excellent, and several of her suggestions were very valuable. However, it remained to be seen if they could produce results.
At this moment, they had completely forgotten about the time until the roar of an engine broke the silence of the night. A red motorcycle was allowed by the security guards to drive directly into the factory and finally stopped in front of Feng Zi.
Seeing the rider take off his helmet, Feng Zi's face revealed a trace of astonishment.
"I thought the woman named F came to get even with me. By the way, why is her motorcycle with you?"
"I met her just now, so I borrowed her motorcycle," Zhang Heng said. "So, are you ready to call it a day?"
"Uh-huh, since you are here, let's go back together," Feng Zi said. After that, she said goodbye to the engineers who were discussing with her and sat on the back seat of the motorcycle.
Zhang Heng stepped on the accelerator, and the motorcycle roared and drove out of the military factory.
Along the way, Zhang Heng did not speak. In the end, Feng Zi could not help but speak first, "You … Don't you have anything to say?"
"What do I want to say?" Zhang Heng's voice was mixed with the wind, coming from the front.
"I know you have never liked Mr. G and the vision he described, so … you probably won't like what I did in the factory this afternoon."
"If it's because of that, you don't have to worry about it. I never interfere with other people's life decisions, and I don't ask the people around me to be consistent with me," Zhang Heng said lightly.
"I kind of understand why you and Mr. G are so incompatible. You two are like two extremes," Feng Zi said.
"Let me correct you. I'm not at odds with Mr. G. Our conflict is only about the deal. He unilaterally tore up the agreement between us, which made me very unhappy. Now, I'm threatening him with the memory encoder to make him do things for me. He should be very unhappy too. That's all."
"So you'll give him the memory encoder?"
"Yes, after he completes what I want him to do," Zhang Heng said.
"Then, do you still want to kill him?" Feng Zi asked again.
When Zhang Heng heard this question, he did not answer immediately. He seemed to be thinking about it. After a while, he said, "No. When this matter comes to an end, no matter who wins or loses, I will focus on collecting shellac records."
"You changed your mind? Why? I thought you are the kind of person who will not be swayed by the outside world once you make a decision."
Since Feng Zi asked about it, Zhang Heng did not hide it anymore. He said bluntly, "The reason I wanted to kill him had nothing to do with the new world he wants to create. Although I personally have doubts about the beautiful vision he outlined, I don't really care about this kind of thing. I just know that he is not as generous as he appears to be. He is indeed very polite to me now because he needs the memory encoder in my hand. Once I hand over the memory encoder, I can't rule out the possibility that he will come after me in the future. So, I wanted to kill him purely from the perspective of risk avoidance."
"…"
Feng Zi did not know what to say. After a pause, she asked again, "How do you know that he will not come after you in the future?" "I don't know," Zhang Heng said simply.
"I just see that many people are indeed relying on him, hoping to change the world. Even if his motives are unclear, at least these people's enthusiasm is real. I don't want to deprive them of their hope. So, although my position has not changed, and I don't plan to join them, there is no reason for me to become an obstacle to you. It's better for me to leave early and do my own thing. You don't have to worry about me. Now that the locator in my head has been removed, if I choose to hide later, no one in New Shanghai 0297 should be able to find me."
…
Zhang Heng and Feng Zi had been living on the first level for three days. During this period, Mr. G had been very polite to them. Basically, he would send someone to ask them what they needed every day. He even gave them some credits to cover their daily expenses.
Feng Zi had now become a member of the military factory. She reported to work on time every day, while Zhang Heng continued to recuperate. With the help of the latest generation of medical gel, his surgical wound healed very quickly. Soon, only a faint scar was left. After that, Zhang Heng went to buy a wig and put it on his head. With that, no one would be able to tell that he had an operation on his head.
After that, Zhang Heng asked Black to inform Mr. G that he would be leaving the first level for a while. Not long after, Mr. G personally had a video call with Zhang Heng. During the call, Mr. G first introduced the current situation of New Shanghai 0297. After what happened that night, Shengtang Morgan Group seemed to be unable to tolerate a force that drifted away from their supervision.
Even if this force could help stabilize the first level and reduce their management costs, since Mr. G began his frequent activities, the trouble he caused had exceeded the benefits that Shengtang Morgan Group could gain from it. Hence, the atmosphere on the first level had become more and more tense during this period.
Shengtang Morgan Group had transferred a lot of police forces from the other four levels to the first level. In the name of maintaining law and order, they had some small-scale conflicts with Mr. G's men. Although both sides had restrained themselves at this stage, everyone knew that this restraint would not last forever.
After introducing the current situation, Mr. G also tactfully hinted that it was safer for Zhang Heng to stay on the first level, especially considering that Zhang Heng still needed to bring back the memory encoder from the second level. If something happened to him at this time, Mr. G's side obviously couldn't afford such a loss.
However, Zhang Heng still insisted on leaving. At the same time, he declined the bodyguard Mr. G sent for him. Considering that the relationship between the two was still in the honeymoon period, coupled with Zhang Heng's own strength, Mr. G did not say anything in the end and agreed to Zhang Heng's request to leave the first level temporarily. After that, the two also reached an agreement that Zhang Heng would leave for up to three days. At the same time, if anything happened during this period, and the situation on the first level deteriorated rapidly, Zhang Heng would need to rush back with the memory encoder as soon as possible.
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