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King... King?
In the vast museum courtyard, only Lin Xian stood alone.
Beneath him, thousands of various robots kneeled neatly on the ground, heads bowed, submitting to him.
Just moments ago, they were like a pack of rabid dogs with red lights, as if they couldn't wait to tear him apart or roast him with lasers.
But the moment he shouted out the password, not only did the hundreds of lasers poised to strike suddenly change direction, but also the sea of red lights before him turned green in an instant, and silence fell, not a sound to be heard.
32375246...
That was the password for Zhao Yingjun's office on the 22nd floor.
It was a password known only to the two of them.
Lin Xian turned his head...
To look at the doors of Zhao Yingjun's personal exhibition hall behind him, which had now swung open.
This steel electronic door, which VV also couldn't open before, burst open the instant he announced the password.
