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"Chief Executive Officer? In charge of the entire Sub-base?"
Lin Yuan felt as if he had been struck by a falling pie, but unfortunately, this pie was not filled with pork and scallions or beef and cabbage, but rather—naked steel bars!
Damn! What use is an empty Sub-base that will die in five hundred Mechanical Years? There must have been other Mechanical Warriors here hundreds of years ago, and those guys smartly chose to leave. Why would he foolishly jump in?
Who cares? He wasn't interested!
As Lin Yuan thought this, he was about to refuse. However, glancing at the massive Energy Source Tower, a lewd idea suddenly popped into his mind. Agreeing wouldn't be a problem; since he was the Chief Executive Officer, he would surely have the right to utilize this Energy Source Tower. Even though the energy here was quite scarce, a dead camel is still bigger than a horse. If he scavenged a bit, it would be enough for him to use for a lifetime. He didn't expect to gain any rewards from the Mechanical City anyway; after all, there were still five hundred Mechanical Years left! In Earth time, that’s a thousand years!
A thousand years—think about it! Qin Shi Huang, Han Wu Di, Tang Zong, Song Zu—how many great figures yearned for what they could never achieve? Now Lin Yuan had effortlessly reached that level; he should have no regrets in this life!
As for what would happen a thousand years later, who cared? Right?
With this thought in mind, Lin Yuan decisively chose yes.
Almost instantly, a flood of information surged into his mind.
"Beep! Mechanical City Secondary Citizen d00981547, you have decided to serve as the Chief Executive Officer of Centaurus Colonies number s-5, classified as F-Level Sub-base. Your appointment request is valid; Mechanical City has filed it. Countdown: -1. Filing successful. According to the highest mechanical laws of Mechanical City, your term of office is one hundred Mechanical Years. During this period, unless under special circumstances, you may not leave the s-5 Sub-base located in the secondary stellar system at will. Given that the credit limit of s-5 Sub-base has been exhausted, all negative credit will be transferred to your account!"
"Beep! Citizen d00981547, your Credit Value has been reset to zero!"
"Beep! Citizen d00981547, your Credit Value has decreased by one thousand points!"
"Beep! Citizen d00981547, your Credit Value has decreased by ten thousand points. Current value: -10,000 points. Please work hard to improve your Credit Value. You can attempt to undertake Mercenary Missions to earn Credit Value for repayment or sell various materials for repayment. Every 1,000 Mechanical Coins will cancel one point of negative credit!"
This series of messages left Lin Yuan completely stunned. Good grief! Was this some kind of bad luck? A negative ten thousand Credit Value? Nima! Converted into Mechanical Coins, that was a full million Mechanical Coins! In his past and present lives, he had never been a millionaire; now he suddenly owed a million!
No wonder this Sub-base was abandoned; who would be foolish enough not to abandon it? He thought he had stumbled upon a great deal, but alas! This pie not only contained steel ingots but also had a bottle of mustard gas as seasoning. What a scam!
However, Lin Yuan had yet to recover from this sense of collapse and despair when the yellow orb hovering above him began to speak.
"Esteemed Executive, I am the Intelligent Brain Operating Matrix System Exiled Butler of s-5 Sub-base. You may call me s-5. Thank you for saving the s-5 base from its dire state. I am at your service and wish to convey the highest respect from the former Executive. May I ask, Esteemed Executive, what are your orders?"
"Uh..."
Lin Yuan was jolted out of his stupor. Looking at that annoying yellow orb, he found it incredibly irritating. Unfortunately, he did not possess a language system at the moment and couldn't respond. Fortunately, the s-5 Intelligent Brain Operating Matrix continued speaking.
"Esteemed Executive, please select a Language Interaction System. You have the following options: a) Mechanical City Galactic Federation Language Interaction System, which allows you to instantly master thirty-nine thousand eight hundred seventy-two life languages and communicate accurately; b) Mechanical City Mechanical Language Interaction System, based on basic energy signals and mastered by the nobility of Mechanical City. Esteemed Executive, upon testing, you do not possess the noble bloodline of Mechanical City. Please select the first Language Interaction System."
"Damn! This guy talks too much!" Lin Yuan thought angrily. It was obvious he lacked the so-called noble bloodline, yet he still had to choose between options a and b. Did he have to act so knowledgeable?
The crux of the matter was that Lin Yuan's Mechanical Body did not have any language system installed at all; even if he chose option a, it would be useless.
Sure enough, the Intellect s-5 realized this and spoke in a rather gleeful tone: "Esteemed Executive, I regret to inform you that upon testing, your Mechanical Body does not have the most basic Language Interaction System installed, and this base has no parts in reserve. Therefore, the final conclusion is that you will lack language interaction ability. However, as your wise Intelligence Matrix butler, I will relieve you of all worries; you only need to choose yes or no! Raise your right hand for yes and your left hand for no. May I ask, Esteemed Executive, do you understand? If you still do not understand, I will explain in more detail!"
"…"
Listening to the incessant chatter of the Intelligence Matrix s-5, Lin Yuan could confirm that this fellow was not just an ordinary Gatekeeper but one with independent thought. This was to be expected; after all, how could a base Intelligent Brain Matrix System produced by Mechanical City lack independent thought?
But why did Lin Yuan find it so irritating?
"Damn you!" Lin Yuan cursed inwardly and aimed three Laser Guns directly at the orb before firing. However, the s-5 darted away like a shadow and continued its annoying voice: "Esteemed Executive, please do not insult our pure friendship. As a Fifth-Class Citizen of Mechanical City, although I am exiled and serving my sentence, I still retain my civil rights! Please understand that my tolerance has limits; if you engage in any further provocative behavior, I reserve the right to file a lawsuit against you in the highest court of Mechanical City!"
"Dammit!" Lin Yuan was furious. Was this really the Intelligence Matrix? Wait, no, it couldn't be. Exiled? Could this bastard also be a Mechanical Warrior?
As Lin Yuan pondered this, the S-5 seemed to guess his thoughts and immediately switched to a mocking tone, shouting, "Hey baby, please, esteemed Cabbage Bird, as a Second-Class Citizen of Mechanical City, do you not understand the most basic common sense? Haven't you heard the saying that an abandoned Sub-base is equivalent to a grave? You should know that I've been exiled on this damn planet for a hundred Mechanical Years, serving three unfortunate Executives. If it weren't for your sudden appearance, in another ten Mechanical Years my exile would have automatically ended. Now, damn it, I have to wait for your credit to go bankrupt and get caught by the Secret Police of Mechanical City before I can be free. Are you an idiot or what?"
"Uh..."
Lin Yuan was once again taken aback. He had suspected that the S-5 was a Mechanical Warrior, but he hadn't expected this guy to be so similar to a normal person and seemingly knowledgeable about Earth civilization. After all, a hundred Mechanical Years equated to two hundred Earth years; encountering some Earthlings was quite normal. But wait, what did he mean by credit bankruptcy?
"Hehe! Look at you, you definitely don't understand what terrifying credit bankruptcy means. You must not know how dreadful the Secret Police of Mechanical City are! Listen carefully: every citizen of Mechanical City has a certain negative credit limit. Special citizens have a maximum negative credit limit of ten billion points, meaning they can infinitely overspend. A Second-Class Citizen has a maximum negative credit limit of one hundred thousand points; they are still considered high-class and wealthy. A Second-Class Citizen has negative thirty thousand credit points, while a Third-Class Citizen only has negative five thousand credit points, and so on. A Fifth-Class Citizen only has negative five hundred credit points. These credit points represent your identity. If you go bankrupt... well, what awaits you is exile—like me—stripped of your Mechanical Body's freedom and left with only an Intellect auxiliary chip to toil in these damned Sub-bases until your exile period ends before you can return as a normal citizen of Mechanical City."
"I'm already quite lucky; this damned Sub-base is on the verge of bankruptcy and has no normal tasks or jobs available. So I just need to daze off and count stars to get through each Mechanical Year. But if you're exiled to one of those prosperous Sub-bases... whew! You'll find yourself dealing with countless major affairs; everything will fall on your shoulders. You'll have to manage weapon defense systems, material analysis systems, equipment replacement systems, repair systems—all by yourself! And if you encounter those lower-class citizens, you'll also be responsible for their eating, drinking, and sleeping arrangements—not to mention the chaos caused during their mating cycles and cleaning up after them. Ah, you must think such a life is unbearable; let me tell you, that's considered fortunate!"
"If you're unfortunate enough to be exiled to one of those high-risk Sub-bases, then your life might be in danger from various Mutant Beasts, rebel forces, Zergs, Black Death Clan members, and hostile forces from outside the Galactic System—each one deadly! Once a Sub-base is breached, those bastards like the Mechanical Warriors and Executives can escape, but you absolutely cannot because your Intelligence Chip has been temporarily bound to that Sub-base—you can only wait for death! Do you understand? Rookie! Don't come here to ruin my mood; feel free to mess around yourself. Anyway, all benefits in this Sub-base are gone; it's just an empty shell! And don't even think about messing with the Energy Source Tower; that's property of Mechanical City. If you don't want to get checked by the Secret Police for water usage violations, think twice!"
The S-5's tirade left Lin Yuan stunned. Then this guy swaggered away without even acknowledging him as an Executive.
After a while, Lin Yuan finally came back to his senses and could only smile bitterly in his heart. "Damn it, it seems I've been tricked. Mechanical City is definitely not paradise or Eden; it's so cruel!"
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