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Chapter 31

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“WHAT? There are actually two of them?! "Vincent's voice had a hint of excitement that was deliberately suppressed. To the scientific research industry, this kind of rare sample would undoubtedly determine the speed of research. If Vincent only had one chip, then many destructive research methods would not be able to be used. But if he had a spare chip as a reference, then the research speed would at least increase by several folds!

"Just state your price." Vincent suddenly calmed down. He sat back down on the chair. He could already feel that something was amiss. This damned brat in front of him was extremely meticulous, he could be said to be completely toying with him in the palm of his hand. Obviously, he had already made meticulous preparations before coming.

Furthermore, he brought along two items that he was determined to obtain, then he definitely had a predetermined price in his heart. If he couldn't reach this price, then anything else would be illusory and illusory!

Sheyan glanced at the noisy surroundings and calmly said, "That's right.

"Is there a quiet place to talk?"

Vincent obviously realized this point, his unwillingness to divulge this secret was definitely not smaller than Sheyan's. His face sunk as he stood up.

"My car isn't small, let's talk over there."

Vincent's car was a casual off-road jeep, this car's exterior was the same as its owner's, mottled and sturdy. Of course, it was similarly slovenly. After the two of them sat in the car, Sheyan no longer kept them in suspense, directly taking out his equipment: 'Cobalt steel exoskeleton (left hand part) (Damaged)'.

"If you help me restore this thing, of course I still have to add in the USD and pocket watch you took out previously, then these two chips are yours."

Vincent received the cobalt steel exoskeleton, repeatedly inspecting it. His research actions were very professional, first he used his finger to lightly tap it, then placed it by his ear to listen, finally he used his teeth to bite it, but his final words caused Sheyan's heart to turn cold.

"It's impossible to restore."

Vincent then said coldly, "Don't worry.

"This thing's design concept is as bad as a rotten sandwich, it's practically a copy of the human body! Only the micro driver was noteworthy. If you only want me to repair it completely … My answer is still impossible, because the material of this thing is very strange. It has the hardness of steel, and its elasticity is also very impressive. According to my speculation, it is most likely the cobalt steel alloy that Rockefeller has been working on. I can't even find the materials to repair it, so how can I repair it well?

Sheyan caught a slight gap in his words and immediately said, "That's right.

"You mean to say that you can't fix this thing because you lack the materials?

Vincent snorted coldly and said, "Don't worry.

"Not bad.

Sheyan immediately replied.

"Then use the best materials you can find to repair it. Just make it as complete as possible. Go and do it right now. Once you're done, we'll have a deal.

Vincent pondered for a moment before replying.

"If you want to fix this thing, you have to go to the Engineering Department. Also, I have to communicate with the Metallurgy District in advance. It's still unknown whether they will approve it or not. Most importantly, this thing should have come from the same source as the A.I. Chip. Just because I wasn't interested in it didn't mean that the Metallurgical Department wasn't interested in it. Thus, when it was being repaired, no one else could be present. Even if everything goes according to plan, it would still take 3 hours! That time would coincide with the company's lunchtime, it would be convenient for me to come out.

Sheyan stared at Vincent, confirming that he wasn't lying. He then nodded his head. Anyway, the two A.I. Chips that Vincent needed were still in his hands, he wasn't afraid that Vincent wouldn't do his best. As for 3 hours … … he could still afford to wait.

Witnessing Vincent rushing towards Cyberdyne Computer Company, Sheyan once again returned to the steakhouse. He chose a seat by the window and ordered a cup of coffee. The waiter who received a generous tip earlier very attentively delivered the Los Angeles Times. On the surface, Sheyan looked like he was reading the newspaper, but his mind was already flying towards the grand building not far away. On one hand, he couldn't help but worry about Vincent's repairs. On the other hand, he was drooling over the various technologies and weapons within. To be able to develop a supercomputer like Skynet, how could the company's capabilities be ordinary?

Time quickly passed. Sheyan glanced at the wall clock, half of the 3 hours had already passed. He faintly nodded, he couldn't help but guess the attributes of the repaired cobalt steel exoskeleton. At present, the coffee in front of him had already been refilled 4 times. However, the number of customers in the steakhouse did not decrease but instead increased.

Before entering the nightmare world, Sheyan's favourite thing to do was to be alone, listening to the 'Blue Danube' or the saxophone's' Homecoming '. But now, Sheyan found that he liked this kind of noisy, chaotic, and even a little oily and dirty environment very much. Because when one was in here, one would be like a pebble hidden on the riverbank, easily blended in and difficult to be discovered. It could give one a rare sense of security.

Finally, Vincent's tall and sturdy figure appeared at the entrance of the steakhouse. His left arm held a black briefcase. He walked to the opposite seat and sat down. He placed the briefcase on the table, then fished out the USD and the golden watch. He didn't speak, only using a cold and hungry gaze to stare at Sheyan.

Sheyan didn't have the heart to stay, he straightforwardly handed over the A.I. Chip and completed the transaction. After equipping the golden watch through the nightmare imprint, Sheyan discovered that his physique had increased by 1 point, and his HP had increased to 190 points. After opening the briefcase, he discovered that the cobalt steel exoskeleton was stored in a transparent box. Slightly shaking it, he could see a transparent viscous liquid inside, soaking this lethal weapon from the future. He was about to ask, but Vincent carried a strict and arrogant german aura and said:

"When I was repairing this thing, I discovered that its internal structure had slight damages, so I did some additional processing. Therefore, you have to soak it in a special condensation liquid. If you wait for an hour before taking it out, you will obtain a perfect restoration effect. Of course, you can also take it out in advance, but the price is that the internal structure will be damaged irreparably, and the restoration effect can only be considered good.

After hearing this, Sheyan's heart was filled with joy. An hour of waiting to obtain a 'perfect restoration' effect, this didn't sound like a loss. Although he didn't know how 'perfect' the restoration would be, it was still a pleasant surprise. Watching Vincent's slightly hunched back as he pushed open the door and walked out, Sheyan's lips curled up slightly as he sat back down.

Then, a man in a grey suit walked over from the neighboring seat. He had a fat and red nose. He expressionlessly took out an ID from the inner layer of his suit and said with deliberate indifference and politeness:

"Sir, I'm very sorry to inform you. Lunch time is over, we have sufficient reason to suspect that your actions have harmed the great United States of America. Please cooperate with our investigation."

At the same time, several ordinary looking FBI agents stood up from the surrounding tables. With a neat movement, they lifted up their windbreaker, as a total of 5 black muzzles equipped with silencers were aimed at Sheyan's vitals!

Sheyan's expression didn't change, but his heart was in a perilous situation. There really is no free lunch in this world! Once the muzzles were pointed at him, he immediately attempted to complete the mission and swiftly return to the nightmare realm. Instead, he received a red warning: "You are carrying a relevant mission item, unable to complete the mission and return"! This meant that if Sheyan wanted to obtain the perfect restoration of the cobalt steel exoskeleton, then he would have to endure the pursuit of the FBI for an hour!

America's police force was divided into 2 systems. One was the federal government's (central) police force, the Federal Bureau of Investigation, or FBI. They had offices all over the country, with their headquarters in New York, under the jurisdiction of the Justice Department.

The other was the local police force, like the Los Angeles police force, New York police force. They were respectively under the jurisdiction of the Los Angeles and New York City governments, and not directly under the jurisdiction of the central government. Without a doubt, the FBI directly under the jurisdiction of the central government, regardless of equipment or quality, was superior to the local police force.

Of course, Sheyan also noticed another crucial point. That was, even in such an environment, the nightmare realm still left a way out. That was to immediately remove the cobalt steel exoskeleton. Naturally, the mission would be voided, and he wouldn't have to wait for an hour. He would then successfully complete the main mission and escape after 5 minutes.

Everything was up to Sheyan to make his own choice. At the same time, Sheyan thought of another matter. His perceptive sense actually didn't give him a warning, this undoubtedly meant that the enemy had a perceptive sense not inferior to his!

In just a short moment, Sheyan's complacent situation had completely turned into a trapped beast. The cruelty of the nightmare realm could be seen at a glance!

"Put your hands on your head, face the wall and slowly kneel down!" The voice of the FBI agent became stern, as if to increase his persuasiveness, he had already retrieved his identification and pulled out a gun to aim over.

Sheyan slowly raised his hand, indicating that he wasn't holding any weapon. This allowed the FBI agents to relax, his thick black eyebrows raised as he calmly spoke out.

"I believe that I will be treated unfairly, I want to call a lawyer."

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