Overturned Tower

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No. 44 mentioned one point, that is, "high-level guests can even decide the life and death of low-level guests."

He is now on the 44th floor, and he can ask the hotel to catch the guests below the 43rd floor and send them directly to him in a way that he chooses to live or die.

It's just one layer behind, and it has overwhelming power.

And from the words of No. 44, Russell keenly grasped a fact of course...that is, on Tongshen Island where almost everything can be bought with money, the high-rise rooms of the Tartaros Hotel are not Things that money can buy.

At the top of money, is power.

Russell doesn’t know the place in the early twenties, but at least the floors above the 44th floor can’t be bought with money, but are directly allocated by the board of directors of Shenzhi Heavy Industry… How many floors does this allocation last from the 44th floor down? , Russell did not know.

But one thing is for sure. That is to use money to shake the authority of the board of directors, which was impossible from the very beginning.

That is the so-called "not for sale".

Compared with this floor, a mere human life is easy to buy.

You don't even have to pay...just sit here and let the hotel grab whoever it wants. Such is the privilege of living in the upper echelons of Tartarus.

substantive power.

It is completely different from the situation of Happy Island and Sogo Island—at least in the two empty islands that Russell is familiar with, human directors hardly squander their power. In other words, they will be very cautious when exercising their power. Although they occupy the position second only to the standing directors of the longevity species, they are essentially puppets selected by the elves to meet the requirements of the dragon.

Although he still has overwhelming power over his subordinates in the same company, that's all.

The deterrence from the dragon can even make the elf directors dare not kill an ordinary person; human directors will eventually run out of life, usually focusing on collecting money for future generations, or focusing on raising their children. Seeing that he is still alive and sent to the highest possible position.

That's all.

Corporations are indeed behemoths. You don't even need to be a director, just a middle-level and high-level leader can change the fate of thousands of people with a single word. But all must act within the rules set by the dragons... on eggshells.

However, Tongshen Island is different.

Russell hasn't met the elf directors here yet, only Chairman Thrall. He was indeed an affable and kind man.

But the human directors here, on the contrary, seem to be crazy-the exact opposite of the situation in Happy Island.

They are deeply addicted to the poison of power.

Make humans into machines and machines into humans.

Disassemble one's superior power into "floors" with clear hierarchy, rent the lower floors above 20 floors to rich people; and rent the floors below 20 floors to criminals and those without code anyone. And as long as they lived in the hotel, Tartarus would keep them safe.

Russell looked down from the window—not even the floating vehicle of the Shenzhi Heavy Industry Executive Department dared to approach here, and could only park half a street away. Russell had no doubt that if it got any closer, it would be directly shot down by those drones patrolling the sky.

The employees of Tartarus can only serve Tartarus throughout their lives.

Also known as indentured labor.

In theory, indentured workers still have recognized human rights; they are only bound by legal contracts and cannot leave their jobs. Because although they have human rights and freedom, they do not have the freedom to "leave work" because of the existence of the contract.

The degree of transformation of the prosthetic body has reached this level, if there is no Tartarus—or Shenzhi Heavy Industry's unique technology to maintain it, it will definitely go crazy. That is to say, no matter how much money they earn and how much savings they accumulate here, they will never be able to leave Tartarus.

Because of this, they are trustworthy "security guards" and "managers". If the loss of personality is regarded as a kind of spiritual death, then the only result of their betrayal of Tartarus is the demise of personality.

In this fifty-story hotel, there may not be many such employees.

But what makes Russell feel heavy is that since such "contract labor" can clearly exist in Tartarus.

That means that there are probably other places in Tongshen Island... such as Mr. Otter. Researchers like them didn't even dare to drink outside, presumably they signed some kind of contract.

The deformed society of Happy Island...Compared among the seven sky islands, can it really be regarded as a "happy" sky island?

So, Chairman Sai Lun will become a saint?

Because she really did a good deed?

— What good has he done? Let Happy Island not be the worst.

...so ridiculous.

Russell even let out a direct snort, and couldn't help but sneer.

It's no wonder that Tongshen Island doesn't suppress uncoded people like Happy Island... Even if the synthetics rebelled and snatched a red machine soldier, they still held the banquet as usual.

Because they don't need it at all.

Those rebels composed of uncoded people couldn't damage the Tartaros Hotel at all.

Shenzhi Heavy Industry did not study "weapons", so it did not touch the bottom line of the dragon.

But the high-level materials they studied—indestructible buildings, high-strength prosthetic “knights”—can easily ignore most of the firepower just by relying on the materials themselves.

And those "multifunctional drones" equipped with cameras, searchlights, bugs and other equipment also have firepower.

The more violent the rebels are, the more they are helping them sell "hotel tickets."

These tickets are like "indulgence tickets". Or a ticket to Noah's Ark.

No matter how rich the boss is, he can only enter a certain floor after the board of directors nods his approval. The room on which floor can be bought depends not on how much money they have, but on how much face the board of directors is willing to give them-and what they pay is definitely not just the little "accommodation money". You must pay more, and even become another kind of "contracted laborer" of the board of directors to gain security and power.

No matter what they are afraid of.

Be it rebel synths, uncoded killers, or mercenaries and mages... they can only come to Tartarus.

Voluntarily give up something, to enter "hell". And how long they can live in it is obviously not their final say.

Even if they paid the accommodation fee for a hundred years, as long as the board of directors wanted to, they could grab him out of the room. It was even the "security guards" who were protecting them.

"...In this way, it is also very suspicious that those synthetic humans who have lived in the laboratory since birth suddenly mastered a giant machine soldier."

Russell frowned.

If he guesses right...

I'm afraid that the "synthetic rebellion" itself also has the behind-the-scenes driving force of the board of directors.

He vaguely had an idea in his heart...

If it was him before, he would not have dared to do such a bold thing.

But for him today, the sense of restraint from human morality has eased a lot.

He shook his head, putting this thought aside for now. Continue to search for Ringo in room 4401.

When he entered the bedroom, he finally found her.

But when Russell saw her, he really couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Because at this moment, Ringo really doesn't look very decent—

She was holding a cup of hot cocoa, sipping it lightly. Her cheeks were flushed, and her collarbone was dyed red all the way, as if she had drunk too much wine.

Seeing Russell coming in, Ringo seemed a little unresponsive.

But then, she subconsciously let out a grievous whimper.

It's like a dog jumping up and kicking its legs at the door when its owner comes home.

"Mr. Ultramarine!"

Maybe because Coco drank too much, her voice became high and loud, even a little sharp: "Why did you leave me there—"

"Ah, sorry sorry..."

Russell watched as Ringo jumped off the bed, trotted all the way to his front, and subconsciously stroked Ringo's hair.

"I promised to keep an eye on you..."

Ringo's voice sounded very aggrieved.

Compared with the clear and lovely voice before, her voice now sounds softer and smoother.

Acting coquettishly, it is as sweet and greasy as soaking in syrup.

Russell was drowning in syrup, with the look of an old man on a subway phone.

"...have you had too much to drink?"

With his left hand, he pressed Ringo's chin, and with his right hand, he opened her eyelids and saw clear bloodshot eyes.

"Can you have cocoa? Shall I take you to the hospital?"

Russell said casually.

That's what I said... But Ringo, as an excellent employee of the executive department, must have had a medical examination and he knows it well.

Cocoa allergy is relatively common among small animal relatives. Probably similar to people with seafood allergies among humans, and less than people with alcohol allergies.

"I don't~have~"

Ringo seemed to be drunk, and made a sweet and sticky voice: "I'm just more sensitive to cocoa... Drink a little, and nothing will happen."

"Then I won't see a doctor, okay?"

Russell reminded: "If you feel uncomfortable, you can just yell. No. 44 can send you directly for an injection."

"Even if you faint~"

Lingo smiled and leaned in front of Russell, with the rich sweetness of cocoa in his breath: "Even if I pass out without saying a word, the hotel will take me to the hospital for treatment. If this is the case, then there is nothing to be afraid of~"

Russell just smelled the strong cocoa breath from her mouth and nose, and knew that Ringo had not just drank this cup.

She really doesn't drink.

But while waiting for herself, she must have drank more than one cup of hot cocoa... She was visibly excited.

"You are just bullying me, Mister Qunqing..."

Being touched by Russell on the head, Ringo moved his head closer to Russell's palm, whimpering like a puppy.

This is a common kinship syndrome among canine kinship...craving the touch of a powerful person. Not just the hair, but the chin, ears and neck.

Often in elementary school, this nostalgic reaction is curbed through education. But now under the exciting effect of cocoa, Ringo has obviously exposed his true nature.

"If the captain is still here...if senior sister is here, it will not be so easy for you to escape..."

Her voice was sweet, but there was a sense of resentment in it: "But I can't do anything.

"After all, I'm just a pet dog... If the owner doesn't take me out, I can't get out no matter how much I scratch the door..."

Like being coquettish, but also like crying.

The voice was too weak and delicate, and it seemed to have a crying tone... But Russell couldn't tell whether she was really crying.

…just as wine does not intoxicate the man who intoxicates himself.

She probably just wanted to drink hot cocoa on purpose until she was drunk. With the intoxication brought by cocoa, vent the resentment and fear in your heart.

What she said was indeed good.

If Ringo's experienced captain and his girlfriend were still alive, it would not be so easy to let Russell go out and contact locals at will outside the surveillance range. But Ringo's work experience is obviously insufficient, and she didn't realize that she had to accompany Russell at all times and couldn't let him out of her sight, so she let Russell go at will.

The situation is now clear.

In the three-person team accompanying Russell, Ringo should be positioned as a vase who is responsible for dealing with Russell and gaining Russell's favor.

The main purpose is to be responsible for suppressing and alleviating Russell's anger when the other two "bodyguards" make tougher demands that make Russell unhappy... At the same time, in order to be able to continue to accompany him in a more private space He kept Russell within sight of the three-person team at all times.

In other words, Ringo is the "personal" bodyguard placed in the open, and her task is to stick to Russell at all times.

The two people who died in the air crash before were the real bodyguards who followed Russell in the dark and killed the suspect in advance.

"Keep your mind, Ringo. Don't think about it."

Russell could only whisper softly, so that at least she would not lose control of her psychic power.

He could already see a pink halo flickering in Ringo's eyes. That is a sign of psychic activation.

And when you don't want to use psionic power, psionic power is automatically activated... This is the sign that the floating redshift is close to blueshift.

"You don't know!"

Ringo said in a tearful voice, "I was originally... just a pet sent to you by Sun Island.

"I'm going to be sold. According to Sun Island's mission, I would sleep with you from the very beginning, on the first night with you... The only person who can live in the same room as you is your bodyguards...

"But I was very cunning and didn't tell my real mission. Because I don't want to...because what I like is my captain..."

"...I don't need that kind of bodyguard. I'm a guy with a girlfriend."

Russell frowned, but still patiently persuaded, "I'll take you out tomorrow, my dear..."

"I know you don't need it...we all know it. You are a 'hero' Qunqing, handsome, gentle and wise, there will be no shortage of people who love you..."

Lingo couldn't help but say everything: "What Sun Island wants is to borrow seeds.

"According to the investigation, your parents are both psykers, and you are also a psyker. According to Thoth's psychic research results, there is a special gene related to psychic adaptability... and I am the most suitable, able to The 'adapted body' that gave birth to powerful offspring.

"That's why it's me...that's why I don't understand anything...

"My captain and senior sister actually accompanied me here. They are not only the company's monitors, but also my monitors...

"If I can give birth to an heir with you, it will be transformed in my womb. Through the 'psychic resonance' technology, it can be born with wisdom similar to yours... If you die~www.wuxiahere.com~ Then it will also inherit your psychic powers."

"…why me?"

Russell gasped, and couldn't help asking me: "I don't think I'm... 'smart' to the point where Thoth's psychic power is disturbed?"

If you count the godfather and his awakened core, it is barely the same.

However, the ability that Qunqing exposed to the outside world may be called smart, but it is definitely not wise.

Lingo whimpered like a dreamer: "Because Professor Chen wants to prove that psionic adaptability can be inherited. You and your mother have the same psionic ability, which is why you are the best and only one on this topic." A sample of..."

That is, the sin from Sun Island.