Chapter 615

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 615

Ex Machina (2)

Pandemonium.

I thought I might encounter that name someday without borrowing another identity, but I never thought I would find a trace of it at this point.

It is also the new face of Palbi, a symbol of the doctor who is considered one of the most outstanding researchers and technicians in Pandaemonium.

Can we easily forget the time of the interim settlement, which measured the value of relics and data from the old world and gave them a suitable price?

‘It’s a doctor... ... It’s not a coincidence.’

Among the myriad organizations Lennok knows, the Pandemonium are the ones who handle and use the artifacts and knowledge of the Old World most freely.

At its core is the Doctor’s ability to analyze, collect, and transform artifacts from the Old World into usable forms.

As far as Lennok knew, the clown was also an excellent researcher in his own right, and seemed to have knowledge comparable to that of a doctor.

The clown’s desire for knowledge and research ability were of a monstrous kind that specialized in playing with humans like toys rather than relics of the old world.

That’s why the thought circuit of the shadow agent.

It is difficult even for Lennok to accept that the discovery of the doctor’s traces was a coincidence.

It is probably correct to think that the existence and construction of this thought circuit also borrowed the knowledge of the old world or the power of a doctor.

‘Originally, I didn’t intend to move today... ... .’

For the time being, I was planning to closely investigate the background by accepting tricks that creep into this workshop, but if Pandaemonium is involved, the story is different.

Lennok, who connected the communication device to the thought circuit, calmly spoke to the shadow leader.

“Do you know who the person who remodeled your body was?”

[...] ... All members of the Side Squad are sworn to keep secrets by erasing some of their memories before remodeling their bodies.]

The leader reluctantly replied.

[We are only moving for the order of machines and the discipline of steel. There is nothing more or less than that.]

“You’re talking grandiosely about not knowing.”

Lennok nodded sullenly.

“What good. Anyone I know wouldn’t have left important information here in the first place.”

[...] ... .]

“If you upload your thought circuit to a public network, it won’t be strange if your consciousness is torn apart by all kinds of dummy data. It would be quite fun to look at it.”

Skillful dismantling of the modified body he had seen for the first time, and using only the parts in charge of the accident to attach only the mouth.

Perhaps the leader knew that what Lennok said was not a lie, the light inside the thought circuit trembled uneasy.

“I will only ask you once. Who moved you to try to kidnap me in this workshop?”

It didn’t take long for the leader’s mouth to open.

[Langmuir. The commissioner ordered you to be kidnapped and brought to you.]

“... ... .”

Langmuir.

Realizing the meaning of the name, Lennok smiled bitterly.

The Ex Machina committee member who had let Lennok participate in the selection ceremony is now the first to covet Lennok’s ability and start using his hands.

It wasn’t that the idea was incomprehensible, but to think that such a radical method could be used in just a few days.

Lenok, who was staring at the accident circuit, got up from his seat and asked.

“good. Where is Commissioner Langmuir now?”

[A wealthy village in the central district of Makina. However, it would be impossible to even enter Buchon Street without a beta-level ticket.]

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Saying that, Lennok pulled out a mechanical chip from between the disassembled leader’s body.

“Here are the tickets you guys used all over the place.”

[Sounds stupid. How can other humans finely use a ticket customized for each individual’s biometric information? ... !!]

[Update completed.]

Click!!

The leader’s words through the speaker cut off abruptly at the sight of Lennok casually changing the ticket attached to the artificial skin.

After stroking his wrist covered with artificial skin several times to check for abnormalities, Lenok asked again.

“What is the number and size of the guards guarding the mansion?”

[...] ... It is difficult to explain in words as the scale of security changes and the security code changes in real time.]

The leader replied in a tone of desperation.

[Unless you’re talking directly... ... .]

“Okay.”

Lennok immediately stood up from his seat.

The moment the giant crow robot spreads its wings and creates a strong wind, it

clicks!!

The ceiling of the workshop opened wide, revealing the full view of the night sky.

“Let’s leave right now.”

* * *

[Beta level ticket approved. Coldorado enters Earth.]

A guide voice echoed through the huge mechanical barrier, and the steel barrier that blocked hundreds of meters in the sky opened slightly.

Wedge love!!

A black, grotesque bird figure appeared while flapping its wings. Lennok was hanging from the back of the raven, which fluttered violently and flew up.

Looking down at the residential area spread out on the ground dozens of meters below, Lenok lifted the accident circuit.

“Which is Langmuir’s mansion?”

[...] ... There’s something I’d like to ask you before that.]

The leader asked Lennok with a pensive look.

[You must have been able to keep me from noticing the anomaly of the communication network.]

“... ... .”

[I thought I belatedly noticed that Brett’s voice was fake, but looking back, even that shaking was intentional... ... What is the reason?]

The leader’s voice over the speaker became hard.

[What did you enter this city for?]

Instead of answering that, Lennok looked down at the ravens carrying them in flight.

“The sky in this city is relatively comfortable. Because it is possible to fly without any grandiose techniques or techniques, just by providing a little lift.”

[...] ... .]

“One continent. Even though they live in one world, the environment and conditions are so different. You wouldn’t have known this fact if you hadn’t visited Machine City yourself.”

After saying that, Lennok grabbed the microphone connected to the leader’s thought circuit and laughed.

Every time it flapped its wings, the electric signal that jumped out overloaded the mansion’s lights and fire hydrants, turning them on and bursting with water.

shoot!!!

The water stream pouring ceaselessly from the hallway ceiling and the hallway flickering into darkness.

Among those guarding the congressman’s mansion were superhumans with decent skills or soldiers armed with state-of-the-art equipment, but the

crow fluttered its wings while flying around the spacious mansion to avoid dealing with them.

charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

People tried their best to catch the beast that entered the mansion by mobilizing bullets and gunpowder bombs, but the

crow slowly folded and spread its wings as if it had nothing to do with such an offensive, and repeated its elegant low-flying flight.

Whoaaaaaa!!

While my eyes were sold on the shape of a night crow loftyly stirring the water streams pouring from the ceiling and the magic fragments flying from the rain of bullets.

No one noticed that someone got off the back and walked leisurely toward the top floor of the mansion.

[Pattern code input completed]

[Level 1 visitor approved]

[Lock security unlocked]

Wee-ying clap!!

Customers who opened the solid iron door and mechanical barrier at the same time as the announcement sounded in succession.

Eventually, Lennok opened the door to the dark study with all his might, and smiled at the old man who was sitting in an armchair on the side of the study.

“I called for a long time, but it was late to give you an answer.”

Lennok naturally closed the door to the study, locked it, and faced the old man’s face dimly reflected in the moonlight outside the window.

“It was not easy to see her face like this because the road was so rough.”

click!!

Lennok, who took out the Shadow Leader’s thought circuit from his bosom and put it down on the table, said.

“Since you even sent a friend like this to invite me, shouldn’t I also visit and say hello?”

The old man looked at the thought circuit that Lennok had laid down, and spoke slowly as if chewing.

“It was just as I thought, taking out the agents of the side squad so easily and coming this far.”

“... ... .”

“I definitely gave you a chance. Even so, betraying the mechanical head and sticking to the steel heart, betraying us... ... .”

Langmuir said, looking at Lennoc with a sad blue gaze.

“If you make a mistake, you won’t be finely punished, but do you dare to crawl into my dwelling and tease me?”

It was only then that Lennox nodded his head, realizing that the identity of the emotion Langmuir had raised upon him was anger.

Lennok quietly stroked his chin and murmured.

“You seem to be misunderstanding something.”

“what?”

“I have no interest in the other factions of the Ex Machina. Do you think I made a mistake at the selection ceremony to betray the machine head?”

Looking at Langmuir, who was speechless, Lennok slowly moved to the wall of the study.

said Lennok, looking through the titles of the various books on the shelf.

“I’m not sure if there’s any value in the Ex Machina faction fight.”

“... ... A Gengar who thinks that an ordinary artisan can play with a side squad without even touching an old world relic.”

Langmuir replied, struggling to catch his breath.

“I didn’t believe in Isabella from the beginning. Executors from Steelheart... ... !!”

Only then did Lennox get a vague idea of what Langmuir was thinking.

He wasn’t angry that Lennok hadn’t won the title of Meister.

He thought that the fact that Lennok fell from touching an object he was not allowed to touch at the selection ceremony was a self-made play with Isabella.

That is why, instead of talking to Lennok right after the selection ceremony, Langmuir tried to use force to secure Lennok by force.

The moment the shadow agents called Side Squad were unable to touch Lennok’s body and were subdued, he must have been convinced that Lennok was not an ordinary craftsman.

“Commissioner. But you shouldn’t try to kill and get rid of the artisan who came out for your faction.”

“I didn’t mean to kill. I intended to punish you according to your responsibility and treat you according to your ability!!”

“That is none of my business.”

“Yeah man!!”

In front of Langmuir, who was screaming with a red face, Lennok took out a book he had been looking at.

The history of the rule and council of the Machine City.

The moment Lennok flipped through the paper as if skimming through the book, and put it on the table where Langmuir was sitting.

Like a lie, he kept his mouth shut.

Lennok looked into Langmuir’s eyes, which were shaking uneasy.

“Even now, if I ask you questions about what I’m curious about, you won’t answer me honestly.”

“... ... .”

“So I’m going to grease it up a bit so that you can keep your mouth open.”

Lennok said and tapped the book.

“Out of hundreds of books, this one is on the market for a price that is not worthy of this library.”

“What the hell are you talking about... ... .”

Of course, Lennok doesn’t go around memorizing how much these books are sold in Machine City.

However, after scanning all the titles of books through Davi, I found a particularly noticeable sense of difference among the features including serial numbers and categories.

“Among the high-quality books and papers that easily exceed 200,000 cells per volume, this one book seems to be a free gift distributed in a cheap pamphlet. If you think about it, maybe... ... .”

The moment when Lennok picked up the book again and turned it upside down in the place where the book was.

Woooo!!

The middle of the bookshelf opened wide, revealing a hidden secret door.

“I wonder if you thought that using relatively inexpensive books would go unnoticed.”

“... ... .”

“Now then, shall we check what the Senator has hidden here?”

“What are those stupid security guards doing!!”

Leaving behind the exasperated legislator, Lennok immediately pulled out an old cell phone from the remote warehouse behind the bookshelf.

“You found one.”

Instead of turning on the phone right away, Lennok nodded as he opened the back case and looked into the battery and parts.

“A product from 25 years ago. A portable communicator made by the Taylor Workshop. However, the screw parts used are not from Taylor’s workshop. They appear to have been remodeled.”

“What are you talking about... ... Aww!!”

It was only then that the Commissioner’s complexion began to turn blue when he realized that Lennok was using his old intuition to uncover his own secrets.