The next day, Sheyan woke up early and enjoyed a sumptuous breakfast. He then took a taxi to Cyberdyne Computer Company on 11th Street. When he started his journey, the traffic was still smooth. But when he reached his destination, he experienced the severe traffic jams of Los Angeles. The degree of traffic jams was several times worse than the era Sheyan came from.
Helplessly, Sheyan asked for the address of Cyberdyne Computer Company before alighting from the taxi. Fortunately, the company's headquarters was exceptionally grand. Even amongst the skyscrapers of Los Angeles, it stood out like a crane amongst a flock of chickens. Just by raising one's head, one could see the company's gigantic logo. Thus, Sheyan didn't get lost.
However, the moment he alighted from the car, a strong sense of danger welled up in his heart. It was as if he was standing on the top of a skyscraper and looking down without any railings. The closer he got to the top, the stronger the sense of danger became....
Fortunately, Sheyan's destination wasn't this huge and dangerous company. Instead, it was a few hundred metres away, the Buster Steakhouse. Overall, the environment of this steakhouse wasn't too good. Everything was old and greasy, and the leather cushions on the chairs were cracked. However, probably because the food was good, it was still overcrowded. After waiting for half an hour, Sheyan finally found a seat.
Although Sheyan had only ordered a cup of coffee, in the face of such a generous tip, the waiter could be said to have told him everything he knew without reserve. Hence 30 seconds later, Sheyan knew that the bald middle-aged man with a brandy nose sitting beside him in the third row was his target – Engineer Vincent. He also knew that there was still some time before he finished his breakfast.
Evidently, Vincent's appetite was good. His table was already stacked with several empty plates. When Sheyan glanced over, Vincent was currently munching on a bacon sandwich and swallowing a mouthful of hot oatmeal porridge. He then patted his chest contentedly and forked half a piece of Russian sausage into his mouth.
Sheyan waved his hand and paid Engineer Vincent's bill. But his actions didn't earn Engineer Vincent's friendship. Vincent wiped his mouth with a handkerchief whose color couldn't be seen clearly. He sized up Sheyan with a vigilant gaze and said rather rudely, "You're right.
"I won't look at you differently because of that bill. Kid, no one can make me go easy on you during an interview." “
The Engineer's personality was indeed as bad as the mission's evaluation said. However, Sheyan was not discouraged. Instead, he stared straight into Vincent's eyes and said seriously.
"Oh, I don't have any interest in joining Cyberdyne Computer company. By the way, I don't have the slightest intention to belittle your company. 5 minutes, Mr Vincent, I only need 5 minutes of your time. If you still wish to leave after this, then I will take the initiative to open the car door for you."
As he spoke, he noticed Vincent's yellowed index finger. Hence, he fished out a Havana cigar and cut it before handing it over. Evidently, the cigar that was worth a hundred dollars had successfully buffered Engineer Vincent's impatience and arrogance. He snorted coldly from his nostrils and lit the dark, thick, powerful, and imposing cigar. He took a light puff and let the mellow smoke linger in his mouth for a moment before gently exhaling when it reached his throat. Then, he closed his eyes slightly.
"Go ahead. “
Sheyan paused for a moment, giving off the impression that he was seriously gathering his words. Then, he continued.
"I'm a resident living near 77th avenue. It's the location of yesterday's large-scale terrorist attack." “
Vincent nodded, indicating that he was aware of this matter. Then, he coldly continued.
"4 minutes." “
"There was a violent explosion near my house. At that time, I was taking an afternoon nap at home. My windows were all shattered, and after a while, the police had surrounded my house. After the police withdrew their vigilance, I found this when I was cleaning my house."
After speaking, Sheyan stretched out his hand. In his palm laid an ordinary looking object, but it was sparkling with a strange light blue current. This was the mission item: 'Main CPU Chip (Damaged)'!
Vincent originally had his eyes closed as he puffed out a cloud of smoke, a perfunctory and arrogant look on his face. But upon seeing the object in Sheyan's hand, he hastily sized it up, his expression gradually turned serious. Finally, he straightened his body and took the chip from Sheyan's hand.
This Engineer Vincent had some ability, and was once one of the company's main project managers. But he usually did not care about his appearance, and his temperament was rather irritable and eccentric. Thus, he had offended many people, and in recent years, he had been gradually marginalized by the higher ups.
Even so, Vincent had heard news yesterday. The FBI had found "an item that greatly exceeded the current technological standard", and had already handed it over to the company's headquarters. (According to the movie's description: The Skynet system was originally developed using the T-800's remaining chips and muscles). The headquarters had already convened a meeting overnight, handing over all these matters to the R&D department led by Mos Davidson. It was obvious that Vincent was being ostracized. His mood was unimaginable, this was also the main reason why Sheyan didn't receive any good treatment upon his arrival.
After Vincent received the chip, he became more and more engrossed in it. His eyes revealed a fanatical look, as he muttered to himself:
"This kind of linear conduction method … … .how can it have a carbon structure? The number of electronic dots on it must exceed a hundred million! Damn it, what did my eyes see? Wireless function base, how is this possible. Raphael, hurry up and activate the electric shock module, Raphael, pull … … "
At this moment, Sheyan received a notification from the nightmare imprint.
You have successfully allowed Vincent to come into contact with the main CPU chip (Damaged).
Side mission: Come into contact (Completed)
You can make the following choices to receive rewards:
A: Gift the chip to Vincent, receive a certain amount of (10-25) favourable impression points, and a small amount of remuneration. The fluctuation of favourable impression points is directly related to the contestant's charm.
B: Sell the chip to Vincent, causing his favourable impression points to decrease by (30-50) points, and a medium amount of remuneration. The fluctuation of favourable impression points is directly related to the contestant's charm.
Vincent who was immersed in his thoughts suddenly woke up. This was because Sheyan had straightforwardly retrieved the chip from his hands, and with a hateful and sincere smile he said:
"Now, Mr Vincent should have time to discuss the price with me right?"
Vincent did not react for a moment, he was stunned and asked:
“WHAT？ What price? “
Sheyan laughed and replied:
"The price of transferring this chip to you." “
Vincent's expression turned ugly, lowering his voice he stared at Sheyan:
"How much do you want? A thousand dollars, two thousand dollars? Ten thousand dollars, shit! Don't go overboard, as long as I call out, the cute police will rush in and arrest you greedy bastard! " “
"But the police will also not hand the chip to you!" Sheyan's face carried a smile, but his eyes were as sharp as needles! Although he didn't know Vincent's current predicament, he still pointed out the crux of the matter.
"Also, Mr Vincent, please take note, I have already confirmed the authenticity and value of this chip from you, therefore you are no longer my only potential customer. If your price cannot satisfy me, then I believe the other engineers of the Cyberdyne company will give a generous offer. " “
Vincent's face turned ashen, he stood up and paced back and forth like a desperate beast trapped in a cage. His mouth unwillingly muttered a few words, probably a slang from his hometown. He then fished out all the cash in his wallet, and placed an ancient looking gold watch with 1944 on it.
"You greedy devil! Take it, damn it, this watch is one of the things my father left behind for me. Then you can hand over that mysterious chip and disappear from my sight as fast as you can, as far as you can! Let me never see that greedy face of yours again! “
Sheyan instantly obtained the information of the two items:
USD (397): Currency, valuable item, can be brought out of this world, or sold to the realm in exchange for 133 utility points.
Swiss Gold Shell Pocket Watch (1944)
Equipment type: Accessory
Origin: Swiss Federal Bern Watch Factory
Equipment rarity: White
Equipment effect: Physique + 1
Equipment requirements: None
Material: Aluminum
Weight: 182 g “
Equipment battle score: 4
Description: My life's wish is to rush to Salt Lake City, and become a devout Mormon. Unfortunately, this wish will have to be fulfilled by my son.
Note: The USD used by Sheyan in this world is the same as ordinary currency, it doesn't have any special description from the nightmare imprint. Similarly, ordinary pocket watches are the same, and cannot be brought out of this world.
Looking at these two items, Sheyan wasn't in a hurry to take them, instead he held onto the chip, his lips curled into a mysterious smile as he shook his head slightly. Vincent's eyes emitted a vicious glint, using a threatening tone he said:
"Young man, excessive greed will bring Satan to your doorstep." “
Sheyan sighed. In this instance, he deeply experienced the joy of a profiteer squeezing out the hidden benefits of others bit by bit on the negotiation table.
"Dear Mr Vincent, please don't misunderstand, I only wish to ask you a question." “
Vincent stared fixedly at Sheyan's left hand that was holding onto the chip, his rosacea nose and bald head glistening with oil stains. He tried his best to suppress his roar as he growled:
"What are you trying to do! “
Sheyan abruptly opened up his clenched fist, revealing two identical chips in his palm! This caused Vincent's eyes to suddenly widen like a dead fish, and then become sluggish. One could imagine that Vincent's heart was beating violently at this moment, pumping blood violently into his brain.
"I only wish to ask, if I were to sell these two chips to you, what price would it fetch?"
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