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Chapter 591 Watching a Show
"Good job."

Meeting each other and saying thank you for your hard work, this is the world of martial arts. Maitreya took the tea offered by the person, drank it all in one gulp with the overflowing tea fragrance, and said with satisfaction.

The person who served the tea was an old man. He wiped the sweat from his head and said, "It's not hard. You're welcome." After saying that, he glanced around and didn't dare to say more.

Maitreya moved his buttocks, and the middle-aged man who was used as a human bench groaned half a time, and gritted his teeth to block the rest of the groan in his throat.

This is the headquarters of the stars, with the tallest building in the world, a skyscraper with hundreds of floors, and it brings together a group of elites in virtual technology, outstanding game planners, and top cyber hackers.

There are thousands of people in the flat hall on this floor alone. There is a light curtain in front of each person. Countless data streams and various images and text materials are derived, exchanged, constructed, and output again here, converging into the most magnificent virtual empire.

In the middle of the hall, where Maitreya and the other two were, he frowned and said, "Your body is made of steel and iron, which makes me feel uncomfortable."

The middle-aged man who was used as a human bench quickly replied: "You are right. When I return, I will remove the transformation on my body and replace it with the most advanced flesh and blood colonization suit."

A trace of panic appeared on his face, and even the old man next to him, the man's father in terms of blood, was a little afraid. He had to be afraid. The man on his body had passed through the layers of security in the building and suddenly appeared here, but the surveillance camera that covered every corner without leaving any blind spots did not detect how he appeared.

And when this man appeared, the middle-aged man, Zuo Hang, activated his authority, issued a warning, and called for the guards, but there was no response. Even though he was in the center of the hall, surrounded by countless scientific researchers and diligent patrols, they did not see the three people who were out of place.

"I heard that you like human flesh chairs the most, especially young girls. I wonder how it feels to experience it yourself?"

Maitreya flipped the lid of the teacup, skimmed the tea leaves, tasted the specially supplied tea, and asked.

Zuo Hang is the spokesperson for the giant company Qunxing, with a level of authority second only to his father. As the chairman of Qunxing, Zuo Zhongtian is already considered to be at the top of the upper echelons of the cyber world, an aristocrat among aristocrats.

His hobby is also quite unique, which is to collect living home furnishings, and through genetic adjustment, prosthetic installation, and specialized body proliferation, he gradually adjusts the human body into a unique appearance.

The reversed limbs are transformed into supporting table legs, the flattened body becomes the table top, and then the excess limbs are cut off, and a perfect yet weird human table is created.

However, due to the powerful blood and flesh activity, the transformed people will not fall into negative states such as coma, death, and confusion. They cannot even sleep. They can only watch their bodies being covered with tablecloths, decorated with flowers, and placed in exquisite containers, becoming a pleasant embellishment for the meal.

The human chair with a curved spine conforming to ergonomics, the human wardrobe with an open chest cavity for storage, the human chandelier with excessive elements injected and blood vessels transformed into circuits, tapestries, curtains, potted plants...all kinds of furniture have become Zuo Hang's favorite place. He likes this kind of decoration and is not stingy in exposing all his behaviors in front of various furniture. He is even interested in having a cordial and loving conversation with the furniture that still has consciousness.

He believes that dead objects and machines are not enough to match his status, and what could be more advanced than furniture with soul? He has countless soulful homes filled with all kinds of home decorations. Zuo Hang even has the ambition to build a building composed entirely of people, and has recently invested a lot of financial resources to carry out the tedious preparatory work.

And this is just a microcosm of the absurdity and weirdness of the upper class of cyberworld. There are many places like the Loli Island built by Zuo Hang's father, the human-beast house presided over by other senior executives, the flame observation deck, the zoo, and the arena. Just because they are high up, they can give full play to their desires, enslave their own kind, and do all kinds of absurd things.

"Dear guest, I don't know what you need here. No matter what your request is, Qunxing and I will do our best to satisfy you." Zuo Zhongtian said in a low voice.

Miroku waved his hand, stretched out his hand, and cut off a data transmission channel: "Don't worry, I have no ill intentions, I just want to watch a show, you'd better behave yourself, I don't have the patience to tolerate your little actions anymore."

He looked at Zuo Zhongtian with a half-smile: "Want to activate the virtual world's consciousness backup and transfer your consciousness to the network? Believe me, in this reality, I can play you to death, but in the virtual world, you will be unable to live or die, which is more unbearable than what you did in Loli Island."

Zuo Zhongtian's body trembled slightly. He thought his actions were extremely obscure, and he had not even told his son about the key and data transmission channel hidden in his body. However, the man in front of him said, "Don't dare, don't worry too much."

"hope so."

Maitreya responded calmly, and then he pushed his feet hard. A distorted voice of steel came from under him: "Hold on tight, it's just a few pounds of force. I haven't even moved a few mountains to suppress you, and you can't hold on? The three-dimensional skeleton built with the most advanced technology in the stars can't be unable to bear even this little weight, right?"

Human bench, Zuo Hang quickly replied: "No, no, please try hard, I can still hold on." Having said that, he almost bit his back teeth to pieces. Although his flesh and bones had been transformed and more than ten tons of force could be absorbed and converted into his own kinetic energy, he had already exhausted all his strength just to carry Maitreya.

Not only could the waves of force not be transformed, but they also changed irregularly, sometimes heavy and sometimes light. In order to maintain his balance and not shake, Zuo Hang could only concentrate his strength to deal with it. When the force was heavy, it almost reached the limit of his strength. If it was a little more, his whole body would fall apart. The feeling of stepping on a steel rope and being doomed if not careful was really unbearable.

As the saying goes, every evildoer will be punished by his own evil. The cyber world, with all its distortions and malice, needs a demon like Maitreya to sharpen it. If it were righteous people, they would neither be able to save them nor kill them all. Apart from being helpless and furious, the only option left is to kill all these parasites.

Maitreya ignored all this and used the computing power of the star quantum computer. A huge light curtain unfolded, revealing a corner of the starry sky. However, other people did not notice it and continued to carry out their own work.

Light beams of different colors appeared on the light curtain. Numerous fleets were fighting. He came to watch the show, and the protagonists on the stage were Nebula Heavy Industries and Emerald Alliance.

(End of this chapter)