NIKKE, after maxing out the favorability, all the Nikkis are not right

"Just by chance."

"Yesterday I asked Shuen for a piece of Missilis' cutting-edge technology."

"There is no time to lose, let's get going immediately."

Green sheathed the Spring Breeze, put on a military uniform, took the elevator and stepped into the Ark.

Chapter 4000: I Miss You, Partner ()

The Ark is a large city built underground.

To be precise, it is a human settlement located 50 floors below ground level.

About a hundred years ago, when the first Letcher invasion occurred and the human coalition was defeated, the human leaders, who had nowhere to escape, began to build a safe and stable underground city, and the name of this underground city was called Ark.

Of course, not all humans are qualified to enter the Ark.

Because underground resources were scarce, the Ark could only support the survival of a small number of people. Therefore, the human leaders at that time selected a group of elites and scientists, and then adopted a lottery system to distribute the Ark's admission tickets to the selected humans "fairly and justly".

Of course, most of the humans who were drawn were not able to enter the Ark in the end, because the Ark recognized tickets, not people. The tickets in their hands were either taken away or bought by chaebols. However, some people were lucky enough to keep their tickets until the end and entered the Ark.

As time passed, it has been about a hundred years since the Ark was built.

During these hundred years, most of the elites who originally formed the Ark have grown old.

The remaining new generation has gradually formed a new society over the long years.

Among them, at the top of the pyramid are, first, the ruling military officers affiliated with the "central government", and second, the CEOs of major companies. The two jointly rule the top management of the Ark, responsible for maintaining social stability, while never forgetting to exclude dissidents.

Generally speaking, most companies will support military personnel belonging to their own factions within the central government to enhance their own company's voice in the government.

Companies such as Elysium, Tetra, and Missilis have signed mutually beneficial contracts with many commanders.

However, in order to maintain the stability of the regime and reduce interference from businesses, the top leaders of the central government have formulated an extremely cruel promotion rule. Under this rule system, if you want to be promoted in rank, you have to fight Letcher on the ground. Although it is cruel, it also significantly reduces the CEOs' voice in the central government.

This is the case at the highest levels.

Further down, there is a class called "aristocrats".

Although they are called nobles, they are just a group of rich people in the Ark. They may be businessmen or leaders of a small enterprise. They have money in their pockets but no power. Chasing new trends and luxurious life is their favorite. At the same time, this group of people are also the main consumers of the entertainment industry.

Below the nobility is the middle class.

The general public in the Ark can all belong to this class. They usually have a "citizen card chip" implanted in their bodies. Those who own this chip can enjoy some meager benefits, such as compulsory education, the right to work in the Ark, etc. Of course, these are not the most important. The most important thing is the power to bathe in the eternal sky.

Hengkong is the blue sky of the Ark, which is composed of a virtual holographic scenery and an artificial sun.

It is like the sun, emitting heat regularly every day, bringing light and hope to the citizens of the Ark.

But the heat of the Eternal Sky is limited; it can only be supplied to the Ark. Because of this, those who do not hold a "Citizen Card" will not be able to enjoy the Eternal Sky. They will be expelled from the Ark by patrol officers and will be rooted in the outer fringe of the Ark, where there is no sunlight, and live a difficult life.

The means of livelihood for most people in the Outer Rim is to take several elevators to the ground to scavenge. Those who are lucky can pick up some parts of Letcher and Nikki's wreckage, or some medicinal herbs, vegetables and food, and sell them to Ark for recycling and research. Those who are less lucky are basically left on the ground.

In addition, the Outer Rim is also one of the main sources of brains for the Ark.

In such a lawless place, there are many orphans who have no one to take care of them.

Ark would pay to buy newborn baby girls or women who were willing to donate their brains. When their brains were strong enough to withstand modification, they would be taken to military factories to be made into mass-produced Nikkis, who would then dedicate their lives to Ark.

But considering that their original situation was already very difficult, after being transformed into Nikki, they can have their own small dormitory in the Ark and receive a monthly salary. Is this a good thing or a bad thing that destroys humanity and human rights? It depends on each person's position.

Finally, despite all of this, there is a being who is above all humans.

That is Ark's "AI" Alnic.

The original intention of humans to build the Ark was to turn it into an underground utopia, so they unanimously agreed to let an extremely powerful AI be responsible for managing all aspects of the Ark, and thus Alnic was born.

As the Ark's AI, Alnic possesses nearly unlimited power and immense computing power. She can accurately monitor every corner of the Ark and respond to any emergency with the most precise and perfect response.

But there are always people saying that AI is not completely fair and just. After all, in dealing with many things, Alnick has shown a tendency to favor senior management.

As to whether this matter is true or not, perhaps only those who have personally come into contact with Alnwick know.

.......

hum...

The huge Ark elevator slowly moved downwards.

Green stood in the elevator, waiting silently, but every time he took the elevator, he couldn't help but feel curious about the structure of the Ark.

According to rumors, the Ark has a total of fifty floors, of which the outpost is closest to the ground, at the negative first floor, while the Ark is farthest from the ground, occupying the space between the negative fifty and negative forty floors underground.

What do the rest of the levels look like?

Is there a monster hiding there, ready to strike?

Or is the Ark itself a giant Letcher?

There are always many conspiracy theories among the people.

Conspiracy theories such as "Hengkong is Letcher's technology", "Niki's technology also comes from Letcher", "The failure of the Second Ground Reconquest War was because Ark didn't want to win at all", "Letcher never existed, everything is a lie made up by the government to keep humans in captivity" are quite popular among some people.

As for Green, he is not in the mood to find out the truth now.

Because of his outstanding military achievements and firm stance, some senior officials have become afraid of him.

Especially every time he went to Ark to have face-to-face talks with those senior executives, Green could always detect a strange look in the eyes of some people.

That look seemed to be saying: "What if this kid really beats Letcher?"

"Ah..."

"do not think too much about it."

Green shook his head, clearing away the distracting thoughts in his mind.

Soon after, with a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened, and what greeted us was the dazzling sunlight and a crowded crowd.

Accustomed to the desolate outpost, Green felt a sense of reverie as he once again stepped into this bustling city. It was hard to imagine that, in an era when the surface had completely collapsed, such a modern city could still exist underground.

"What a glaring sunlight!"

Green narrowed his eyes and subconsciously blocked the light from above his head.

As he stopped to admire the view of the Ark, an extremely cool motorcycle stopped beside him.

The owner of the car was a woman named Nikki with silver hair and wearing a black jacket. As soon as she jumped out of the car, she reached out and grabbed Green's clothes, pressed him against the wall of the building, and gave him a passionate kiss.

"Sug, next time we meet, don't just kiss me without saying anything." After kissing for a while, Green saw that she was still not satisfied, so he could only gently push Sugar away: "How about some foreplay?"

"A bit nervous? Don't worry, I'll buy you a cup of coffee with sugar."

Sugar tossed a can full of coffee from the motorcycle's storage compartment.

Green took the cup of sugared coffee and didn't say anything polite to her. He just opened the bottle cap and drank it all.

"This coffee is way too sweet." Green tossed the empty can into the recycling bin nearby. "Do you always drink coffee this sweet?"

Sugar nodded and said, "Coffee without sugar is just like a cup of boiling mud. Drinking that stuff will only ruin your day. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Partner, where are you going?"

"Misilis Headquarters."

“Are we going to do business with those despicable entrepreneurs again?”

"That's it."

"Come up, I'll take you."

"Then I won't be polite."

Green sat on the back seat of the black Typhoon. Just as he was about to praise the cool shape of the motorcycle, Sugar pulled him down again and carried him to the front seat.

Green turned around and glared at her: "What?"

She pursed her lips and said, "It's safer to sit in the front."

"fart."

"I think you're trying to take advantage of me."

"Congratulations, you've found me. Let's start taking advantage of me now."

Boom boom!

The black Typhoon made a rumbling sound, and in the surprised and confused eyes of passers-by, Sugar drove the black Typhoon with Green on his back, running all the way through the city.

Of course, she was an honest Nikki. Even when driving, she did not forget to keep her body close to Green's back, and occasionally she would free one hand to quietly touch Green's strong chest.

"I missed you, partner. Why don't we find a small alley to do it first?" Sugar always had no expression when she spoke, as if she could remain calm even if the sky fell. But if you heard what she was saying clearly, you would probably choke on the coffee you just drank.

"doing what?"

"Use your wrench to straighten my exhaust pipe, of course."

Sugar seemed to be amused by her own joke. Green turned his eyes to the side and could vaguely see the corners of her mouth turned up.

"Shug, those dirty jokes that people can understand right away are not called dirty jokes."

"Is it possible that you, my partner, know too much?"

"So, do you want to do it?"

"Are you serious? This is the city, I don't want to be on the headlines of some newspaper for being immoral," Green said.

"Well, most people in the Ark know that you're a weirdo who likes Nikki anyway. They should be used to you doing things on the road with Nikki," Sugar said teasingly with a grin.

"Get used to your big head."

While the two chatted casually, Sugar took Green to the front of the Missilis headquarters building.

Just as Green was about to jump out of the car, Sugar grabbed him again without saying anything and said, "We have arrived at our destination safely. Now I will collect your commission: a kiss."

"Let's kiss and leave."

Tweet!

"It feels great. I'm going to have a few more cups of coffee with sugar when I get home."

"See you next time, partner."

After passionately kissing Green, Sugar mounted her black Typhoon and disappeared at the end of the street.

Green looked at her receding back and couldn't help shaking his head.

He's quite a guy with a weird personality.

But thanks to her, Green also saved a long journey. After all, cars are a scarce commodity in the Ark. Not only are they expensive and slow, but the maintenance cost is also very high. Generally, they are bought by rich people for fun.

Although Green also has a sports car, which was given to him by Lu Fei, it is basically left in the garage gathering dust. He only drives it around the outpost when he is in a bad mood.

Just as Green was thinking about the car and about to walk into the building, Nikki affectionately put her arm around his shoulders.

"Hey, baby, what brings you here?"

"Could it be that you're unsatisfied and want to do another test with me?" Maxwell said, putting his arm around Green's shoulders as he carried him to the lab. "Since Baby is so enthusiastic, let's stop talking and get the test done."

"Maxwell, I'm not here for a test today," Green explained. He then took out a can of lemon tea from his arms and tossed it to Maxwell. "Here's a drink I bought you on the way."

Maxwell smiled brightly and said, "Although drinking beverages will reduce the efficiency of the body, I must drink what Baby gave me."

"Thank you. I'll take it."

"So what are you doing here?"

"I asked Shuen for a piece of technology. It's a transformation technology specifically for humans that Missilis developed about thirty years ago. Do you remember it?"

Maxwell, Missilis's most accomplished researcher, pondered for a moment before remembering the technology Green had mentioned. "You're talking about that... Strictly speaking, that project can't be called physical transformation technology. It's a study specifically targeting the human spirit. Because many Nikkis have exhibited superpower-like powers, we've put a lot of effort into developing such powers in humans."

“But the results weren’t very good.”

"In short, due to various reasons, this project has been abandoned and banned."

"That means..."

"Shun is talking sweet nothings to you."

"I knew it."

Maxwell patted Green's shoulder with a hint of sympathy and soothed him, "It's okay, baby. If you really want it, I have a blueprint here that contains all the information about the technology. While it may not be useful, it can still satisfy your curiosity. Anyway, take a look at it, and don't tell anyone that it's mine."

"Thanks, Maxwell."

"Wait a moment, I'll transfer the electronic file to your phone."

Green narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of anger flashed between his brows.