Black Technology Monopoly (The Black Tech Monopoly Corporation)

New York City, USA.

In the evening, in the suburbs of Brooklyn, in front of a remote abandoned factory, there was a sudden crackling sound of electricity.

Yan Sitong and Song Ni, who came back from school, happened to pass by the factory not far away. After seeing this scene, they both showed a surprised look, and they stopped moving forward subconsciously.

"A Tong, was that lightning just now?" Song Ni couldn't help but poked Yan Sitong in shock.

"It doesn't look like it, but it looks like the high-voltage line is leaking." Yan Sitong opened Song Ni's hand, pulled Song Ni's clothes and urged, "Okay, go home, it will be dark if you don't go home. ."

"No, I'm going to have a look!" Song Ni threw her backpack and ran there without looking back, so anxious that Tang Sitong stomped her feet.

Brooklyn itself is the poorest district in New York. It is mainly populated by African and Latino descendants, with fewer Asians. To put it too much, it is just a black slum with a very high crime rate. The strong attack on the girls has improved, but they are already in the remote suburbs. If the two girls don't go home after dark, they are still prone to danger.

Thinking of this, Yan Sitong couldn't help feeling anxious. She looked at the sun that was about to set, and then looked at Song Ni's background. After some hesitation, Song Ni had already walked to the gate of the abandoned factory. She finally gritted her teeth, chased behind Song Ni in three or two steps, and slapped Song Ni on the back, "Hey! Let's go, no. What would it look like..."

Having said this, Yan Sitong suddenly stopped!

She suddenly found that Song Ni in front of her seemed to be stunned, standing there dumbfounded. Even if she ran behind her, she didn't notice at all. She just stared straight ahead with a stunned expression.

Yan Sitong's heart tightened, she turned her head subconsciously, and also looked into the factory gate on the right, but in the next second, she suddenly widened her eyes and quickly covered her mouth, for fear of screaming!

Because, she actually saw a young man with short hair standing naked inside the gate of the factory!

This man is not strong, but for some reason, the lines of the whole body look extremely harmonious, and it seems that there is an indescribable masculinity on his body! And it was hidden under the skin, as if there was a great power surging out, and it was this breath that made her stop the urge to scream!

Human pursuit of beauty stems from the instinct of reproduction.

Whether it is human beings or birds and beasts, they all have the pursuit of beauty. Among the beasts, only the strong can get the right to mate. This method is the most primitive selection of merit. The strong genes are preserved through the instinct of life continuation and passed down from generation to generation.

And birds are very similar. Male birds have smooth and colorful feathers. The more beautiful they are, the more they can attract the attention of female birds. The beauty here is nothing more than a representative of health and excellence.

The same is true for human beings. The more flawless a person is in appearance and figure, the more healthy their body is. This flawless feature has become the aesthetic standard of human beings. Men like women with big breasts and beautiful women, and women like strong and intelligent men. The reason for this is that it has evolved over countless years, and the instincts remaining in the genes are playing tricks, allowing humans to reproduce as many and better human bodies as possible, and that's it.

At this time, Zhang Heng's body has been optimized countless times by the t virus, and it has already reached the peak of human genes. Its external performance is a perfect physique. Although there are no muscles that show mountains and water, once the body is revealed, the instinct of women will be attracted by that 'perfect'.

Of course, although he has a good figure, human beings are not beasts that rely solely on instinct, so there will not be a scene where Zhang Heng hooks his hand and all the women in the world enter his arms.

At this moment, Yan Sitong just suddenly felt that the man's body in front of her didn't seem so annoying. She instinctively glanced down. After seeing the huge thing, Xiafei's cheeks suddenly rose, and two blushes rose slightly. ,

Quickly turn your eyes away...

...

This time the transmission went wrong, even if he was as calm as Zhang Heng, he was still dripping with cold sweat.

The plane shuttle needs to consume too much energy, so the number of experiments is not many, and Zhang Heng thinks that the product of Dimensional Star must be a high-quality product, so he is very relieved about this thing.

However, Zhang Heng really didn't expect that the plane shuttle would eventually have a problem. Not only did the teleportation go wrong, sending him to an unknown plane, but in Schwarzschild's throat, he also destroyed everything on his body, including the nano-robots on his skin! But the only consolation is that the nanorobots in the mouth are still there.

Therefore, Zhang Heng had to appear in front of two high school girls in this erotic image.

At this time, Zhang Heng almost understood the current situation. He raised his head and glanced at the angle of the sun, and then looked at the length of the shadow on the ground. Coupled with the temperature sensed by his body and the approximate time measurement, he had already exceeded the limit of ordinary people. In the brain, pieces of data will emerge directly...

About 40°43′ north latitude, about 74° west longitude New York!

In just a split second, Zhang Heng came up with his approximate position in his mind. He raised his head and didn't care that he was naked in front of the two girls. He just said blankly, "Your names."

"Song, Song Ni. Yan Sitong." These two mischievous students had never seen such a scene before, their minds had long since gone blank.

"What is the radiation value in Manhattan?" Zhang Hengli ignored the shock of the two, but spoke calmly again.

"What?" Song Ni and Yan Sitong glanced at each other and gradually recovered.

If someone sees this scene at this time, I am afraid that their jaws will drop in surprise. A naked man is standing face to face with two girls. If it is a hooligan, it is normal, but the key is that the man is not at all. Wretched expressions, but the face is calm and communicates in the form of questions and answers, which is a bit strange.

However, after seeing the reaction of the two, Zhang Heng couldn't help frowning. He almost understood. I am afraid that he has not returned to his original plane.

In the original plane, he bombed most of Manhattan with a nuclear bomb, and no one could live within a radius of hundreds of kilometers, but when he asked about the radiation value of Manhattan, the two girls did not show anything. , In other words, New York here may never have been hit by a nuclear bomb. Further, it is enough to prove that this is not Zhang Heng's reality plane.

However, after frowning, Zhang Heng's eyes suddenly lit up. This plane seems to be a parallel world that is basically the same as reality. For Zhang Heng, this is tantamount to a new opportunity... (To be continued.)

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