Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 525 The Birth of Miss S

"According to the list, bring all these people back to the base. Don't miss any of them. Also, keep it confidential and don't alert the public." Although he was short of breath, this did not prevent Suzuki Shimura from giving orders in a stern tone.

After hanging up the phone and shaking off the paper ball stuck to his feet, Suzuki Shimura couldn't help but sigh, patted his waist, and began to clean up the messy house. Otherwise, he couldn't ask someone else to clean it up, which would be so embarrassing.

At Suzuki Shimura's command, the men in black belonging to the confidentiality department went out directly. They skillfully disguised themselves as couriers, plumbers, air-conditioning repairmen, toy salesmen, etc., and flexibly used props such as maintenance isolation lines, blocked roads, elevator maintenance, etc. to create a suitable space for their actions.

"Private Marseille, please sign for the courier!"

"Ma'am, you have an appointment for air conditioning maintenance."

"Pipeline unclogging service, please give a good review."

The next step is easy. After getting close to the target, cover his mouth from behind and stun him, then tie him up.
Thanks to the size of the islanders, a large trash can can pull them away, greatly reducing the risk of exposure. As for monitoring and the like, there are naturally professionals to handle it.

The whole process was smooth and professional. Even the most experienced police officer who arrived at the scene would be called back by a call from his superior.

Are you kidding? Who dares to speak out clearly about the official actions?

"It would be fine if this succeeds, but if it fails, I'm afraid we will be laughed at for the rest of our lives, like being called a perverted duo or something like that." Shimanuki Hideichiro, who was flipping through the works of these people, put down the book in his hand, crossed his legs naturally, and pulled up a corner of his windbreaker. He didn't mean anything else, he was just a little afraid of the cold, and then he said self-deprecatingly.

Although Suzuki Shimura is Shimanuki Hideichiro's boss, the two sides can now be said to share weal and woe. In addition, their friendship, which has survived several life-and-death experiences, makes them get along less like superiors and subordinates in the traditional officialdom of the island country, and more like friends, so they speak more casually.

"We have no choice, because humans cannot be carriers, and statues are too difficult, so we can only choose this." Suzuki Shimura, whose face was still pale and lacked energy, said helplessly when he heard this.

But just like he said, the higher-ups will not agree to use humans as the vehicle for creating gods, because there are too many uncertainties and the controllability is too poor.

There was something else that both of them knew, but never said, and that was that they didn't really have a choice.

It would be nice to imitate the godfather and create a god, but two of the four options are directly crossed out. Don't even think about war and freedom. As for wealth and the like, the knife in the square was a blow to the neck. The island nation has not recovered yet, and there is little hope.

So although it seems like they want it all, in fact, both of them know very well that the only thing that is most certain and most likely to succeed is love, which is also the one that the godfather cares least about.

However, the island nation has a long history and a broad mass base in this regard, with magazines and comics in convenience stores, CDs and videos in audio-visual stores, compensated dating in the streets, virgin girls, mature women and wives, and those who are getting stronger with age. It can be said that it encompasses all age groups and identities, and has cultivated a large number of middle-aged sex addicts, train wolves, and peeping maniacs.

The most important thing is that even in the world, the island country is extremely famous in this regard and occupies a considerable proportion. Relying on the power of one island to fight against the entire Western countries, it has to be said that it is really awesome.

Although it doesn't sound good, under the threat of world destruction, not only the two of them, but even the top leaders of the island country had no choice. Otherwise, with such a big move by them, it is impossible that Fujiwara Tsunehira didn't even get a call for accountability. You have to know that the action reports submitted by the two were full of lies.

"Next I will keep a close eye on them and achieve results as soon as possible." Shuichiro Shimanuki felt that he had calmed down enough. He put down his crossed legs and walked out of the office, then put away the comics he had brought out. He had to say that these people were quite talented and their drawings were quite exciting.

The people who were taken away were not the most famous cartoonists in the island country, but they were indeed famous in certain subjects, including pure love, bull-headed, borderline, in-depth, and bizarre, with all kinds of styles. Suzuki Shimura, who suffered greatly from them, wrote them one by one in a small notebook. This time, none of them escaped. After being sent to the secret base by the men in black, they were all locked up in separate small dark rooms.

In a small dark room, Shuilong climbed out of bed, touched his head, and tried to recall what had happened.

It seemed like a salesman, but he had never seen a plump female toy salesman before. Under the temptation of being able to try out the toys, he was like the lamb that the big bad wolf tricked into opening the door. He was knocked unconscious the moment he turned around. He touched his body and found no wounds, nor did he feel any pain or numbness. It was obvious that his organs were still there, which was a blessing in disguise.

I just don't know what the situation is now. He is just an ordinary cartoonist. At most, he has some talent in certain subjects. Even if he is kidnapped, it is not his turn.

Shuilong calmed down and began to observe the room he was in.

The light is very good, soft and comfortable, illuminating this small room.

The room is not big, with a sink, toilet and simple shower on one side, and a drawing table on the other?

The wide table is filled with the best painting supplies and paper on the market.
Was he kidnapped by that crazy fan? !

Following a brief electric sound, the speakers installed in the room began to tell them what to do next, which was to paint.

You can get some points by drawing a character that makes people's heart move, and one point can be exchanged for a liter of mineral water and a bag of bread, which is barely enough to sustain a day.

If you want to eat good food, just draw more. Two points can be exchanged for a hamburger, three points can be exchanged for a steak, and you can even exchange them for a man, a woman or something else. Even if you want to experience something heavy in flavor, we can provide them with a list of death row prisoners and special tools.

It can be said that as long as they can create enough excellent works, they can live a life like an emperor here and satisfy all their inner desires, whether just or evil.

Shuichiro Shimanuki, who has been monitoring these people, is not afraid of their lack of cooperation. There are professionals using their mobile phones and accounts to keep in touch with the outside world. If necessary, he can fake an accident to make these people dead in the eyes of the outside world. He has plenty of time, not to mention that with these people's willpower, starving for a day is enough.

Just as Shuichiro Shimanuki had expected, this group of people soon faced the reality, at least most of them did. Only one troublemaker refused to accept it. As a result, he was hung up and beaten in public for half an hour, leaving not a single tooth left. Everyone was asked to come and check to prove that this was not an act.

At first some people thought it was a prank variety show, but now it is certain that it is not. They are so out of control that they burst out with super high efficiency of posting ten updates a day. If their fans knew, they would probably have to buy tissues again.

It has to be said that if you want to improve the efficiency of creators, blocking contact and communication with the outside world is the most effective method. Without mobile phones, computers, and the temptation of going out for gatherings, eating, drinking and having fun, it is hard not to be efficient when you focus on creation.

Then Shuichiro Shimanuki became the client, constantly finding faults, and finally integrating the essence of everyone to create Miss S's sketch.

The next step is to transform Miss S from a flat surface into a three-dimensional object, which is 3D modeling.

The base gathers many of the island’s top talents. With national-level resources and equipment, it is not difficult to meet the requirements because there is no need to consider cost issues.

With her efforts at all costs, Miss S not only got moving, but also had her own unique personality, becoming an idol of the new era.

However, just like connecting the newly created artificial intelligence to the outside world, as the urban legend of Miss S spread more and more widely, more and more humans came into contact with it and it was gradually contaminated. After all, the island country has never lacked perverts.

But this change also allowed Miss S to begin to break away from the artificially set framework, which means that she was alive.

(End of this chapter)