133 Your Eyes Should Grow on Your Own Head (1/2)
Chapter 133: Your Eyes Should Grow on Your Own Head
Translator: _Min_Editor: Lis_
”Work for you?” Jiang Lin hesitated as he gave Jiang Chen a perplexed look. ”Work in your factory?”
”No.” Jiang Chen held up a finger and shook it, staring straight into Jiang Lin's eyes. ”Come to my survival camp. I'll invest in your space project, but you'll have to follow my requirements.”
Jiang Lin looked suspiciously at Jiang Chen.
”A survival camp? I haven't left Sixth Street that often, but it's not like I don't have a clue about the outside world. Who says your camp isn't a gathering of bandits? What if I become a slave going in?”
Jiang Chen smiled and walked up to Jiang Lin to pat his shoulder.
”Slave? Do you know how much it costs to buy a slave from the ghetto?”
Jiang Lin gulped. ”Before the slave trade was halted, including the microchip which costs nineteen crystals, the price for a slave was as high as fifty crystals.”
”Then do you think I need to spend sixty-eight crystals to buy someone who has never done hard labor?” Jiang Chen smiled. ”I don't plan on negotiating with you. You only have two options.
”Sell your dream as scraps, and go work at the factory to pay off the remaining crystals. Or sell your dream to me, and I'll provide you with resources and directions. All you need to do is install a chip on your neck.”
Listening to Jiang Chen speak, Jiang Lin's inner turmoil could be seen in his eyes, but in the end, he sighed in compromise. Before Jiang Chen's pleased gaze, he opened his mouth to say, ”I choose two.”
...
Since Jiang Lin had already nodded in agreement, the rest was fairly simple. Jiang Chen arranged for him to pack everything and then sent him to the clinic for injection. On the tenth, when they were to conduct the trade with the Zhao Corporation, Zhao Chenwu would send the people and the goods together.
As for the store's new purpose? Jiang Chen had yet to think of a solution, but he went ahead and hired construction workers to seal the open roof. Since winter was coming, a tent that only shielded from rain did not seem reliable at all.
Overall, the criteria of having a 200-square-meter fixed asset were met for him to join Sixth Street Bank.
The next morning, Jiang Chen took Jiang Lin to the hospital.
After paying a hospital fee of nineteen crystals, Jiang Chen watched as the doctor reached the end of the hallway while he met up with the five people who were just exiting the rehabilitation room.
Due to the chip's installation into the neural network, interference from the electric parts was inevitable. Therefore, after the injection, they were required to spend a few hours in rehabilitation—which they had just clearly finished—before being released from the hospital.
Chu Nan saw Jiang Chen from afar and greeted him. Zhou Guoping had the same simpering smile, and Zhao Gang held his wife in silence. Zhou Xiaoxia's vision seemed to lag, as though she'd been injected with a tranquilizer?
”How are you feeling?”
”Not bad.” Chu Nan shrugged. ”Try your EP.”
A doctor in a white coat walked over and gave a nail-sized memory card to Jiang Chen before beating a hasty retreat to the surgery room.
Holding the memory card in hand, Jiang Chen inserted it into the EP on his wrist. He noticed that while it was loading, Chu Nan's eyes stayed on the loading bar.
”Missing your freedom?” Jiang Chen joked.
Chu Nan smiled, then glanced away.
”What's freedom? From the moment I was born, I fought for one power, and now I changed to another one.”
The bar finished loading.
Seeing the words <Slavery chip online> hovering on the screen, Jiang Chen grabbed the memory card and crushed it.
”Freedom is a good thing. Within certain boundaries, I'll grant you enough of it.” Jiang Chen smiled at Chu Nan as he pressed buttons on the EP.
Jiang Chen's face surfaced on the screen in a clear image; he was connected to Chu Nan's vision.
Chu Nan rubbed his temple. ”Is this a neural injection? Sixth Street's slavery chip is quite intriguing.”
”Liuding Town doesn't have this?” Jiang Chen asked casually as he selected the option to end the connection.
”No, we have more opportunity to fight long-distance with few chances to battle on foot. We call it the 'dictator chip'. It emphases communication and remote sensors, but it doesn't seem to be as stable as this one. It's controlled by the central processor on the ship and will grant control to someone's EP only under special permission.” Chu Nan moved his limbs and gradually accustomed himself to the feeling.
”What about you guys?” Jiang Chen asked as he surveyed the remaining four people.
Zhou Guoping, with his shiny, bald head, continued his attempts to flatter. ”Hehe, very good! I pledge allegiance to the boss.”
Zhao Gang's wife was a bit frightened and hid behind Zhao Gang's back. As he comforted her, he said solemnly, ”Not bad.”
Zhou Xiaoxia, as usual, had the same blank expression.
Some conversations were not meant for a public hearing. After confirming the chips' functionality, Jiang Chen took all five of them to the Fake Legs Specialty Store.
Once they all arrived, Jiang Chen closed the door behind him.
Seeing that the boss had something to say, Zhou Guoping's eyes rolled cleverly before he moved a chair for Jiang Chen to sit on from behind the counter. Chu Nan glanced at him and turned away disdainfully. Their conflict started over a month ago, but now that they worked under the same boss, there was no longer any opportunity to seek revenge.
Zhao Gang held his wife's hand and stood off to the side in silence.
”I've arranged a few things, so listen up and follow.” Jiang Chen sat on the chair without caring for appearance.