While several people were talking, they attracted the attention of Tony and the others nearby.
"You all chat, I have something to attend to," Hammer said, ceasing his brazen pestering of Tony and quickly heading towards Merlin and the others. On his way, he grabbed a glass of wine from a waiter, smoothly tipped him, and with an enthusiastic demeanor, approached the group.
"Hi! Mayor Christian, Mr. Fisk, Sheriff George, and... our future scientist Merlin."
"Hello, Mr. Hammer," Merlin responded politely. He had a relatively good impression of Hammer, finding him quite interesting.
"How have you been thinking about it lately? At Hammer Industries, we're definitely your best choice. We have the top team and resources, and your talents will only reach their full potential with us."
Hmm... Although he's funny and has a thick skin, sometimes his words are still a bit inappropriate.
"This...you have to ask our Chief George." Merlin smiled and tilted his head to motion to George next to him.
The elder was right there, so what he did was a bit too much. Although many parents do not interfere too much in their children's choices, their children are young after all, and some things still need to be taken care of by their elders. There are many people in this city who have been deceived because of their dreams. Contracts can be used to make people keep their promises, or they can be used as a tool to restrict talents.
"Ah, I'm sorry, this kid's talent is so amazing, it makes me a little... um... impatient." Hammer seemed to know that he was a little anxious, and he quickly smiled apologetically at George.
Not long after Hammer joined the conversation, Tony and others also joined in. After everyone exchanged greetings for a while, Mayor Christian got down to business.
After everyone exchanged greetings for a while, Mayor Christian also got down to business.
"I saw the miniature electromagnetic pulse transmitter that Merlin exhibited at the science and technology exhibition. I think this kind of weapon is very suitable for installation in the police station."
"Recently, the crime rate in the city has been increasing, and traffic problems have become more and more serious. Many criminals even deliberately provoke the police and use their superb driving skills to treat the police as dogs. This is a shame."
"But the police cannot know everything. They can only accept this humiliation with helplessness."
"While I was distressed, the science and technology exhibition at Midtown High School gave me a big surprise."
"With the electromagnetic pulse transmitter, I believe this situation will be solved soon, which will make the work of the police more convenient."
After speaking at length, Mayor Christian looked at Merlin with a smile and then got down to business.
"And one of the reasons I'm inviting everyone here today is this," Mayor Christian continued. "I plan to equip every police force in NY City with one, but for the order, you need to ask our protagonist."
With Sheriff George present, Mayor Christian didn't have to worry too much about the specifics; he just needed to express his intent.
The eyes of Obadiah and the others immediately focused on Merlin and George. Many of them represented arms companies, and police project orders offered significant benefits. Although the order quantity of micro-electromagnetic pulse transmitters was smaller compared to wartime usage, as a high-tech product, the unit price was not low, and securing such orders could also boost their reputations.
In the end, George was surrounded by Obadiah, Hammer, and others. After Merlin indicated that he would defer to George's judgment, he broke away from the group and went to find some food.
With the increase in intelligence, the consumption in Merlin's body had also accelerated. In addition, after absorbing too much knowledge, his stomach had begun to complain.
"Child, do you want some juice?" Just as Merlin was wandering around the dining table looking for his favorite food, a figure suddenly approached.
"No, thank you, my stomach needs more food," Merlin responded without looking back.
"Then do you like playing games? I think you must be playing the game GTA V. I have seen your miniature electromagnetic pulse gun and atomic energy gun. They are almost exactly the same as those in the game."
Upon hearing this, Merlin cut off a piece of ham and put it on a plate, then turned around.
"Oh, Mr. Stark." Looking at the middle-aged man behind him with a sexy mustache, some dark circles, and an arrogant look, he greeted in surprise. "Are you playing this game too?"
"No, I just downloaded it and haven't had time to play it yet. How do you like it?" Tony looked at the child eating ham in front of him and put away his arrogance and poisonous tongue. He is generally quite tolerant of children.
"Very good! The electromagnetic pulse launcher and atomic energy gun technologies I developed were inspired by this game. There are few games on the market that can compare with it. Especially the diverse gameplay and freedom in the game, as well as the thought-provoking storyline..." Speaking of games, Merlin became excited.
Stark did not interrupt and listened quietly for a while. After the other party stopped, he asked, "Do you know what happened in Brooklyn last night?"
"Certainly."
"Then what do you think of the game vehicles that appeared during this period? Has this game launched an offline mode? Has anyone provided players with weapons and vehicles?" He stared at Merlin, trying to see something in his eyes. This is the general conclusion he came to after collecting data for a day today, but it is not yet certain. He speculated that this might be something similar to an onion website.
However, so far, the information displayed is too little, and it is impossible to determine the other party's purpose. But some of the technologies contained in it piqued his interest. And the only person related to it, apart from the two people yesterday, was Merlin in front of him.
"Offline..." Merlin scratched his head, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Recently, the game has indeed launched an offline mode and has begun to recruit players."
"It really does!" Stark's eyes lit up, surprised by this confirmation. Then he asked, "Then how do I become a player?"
Merlin pretended to be cautious, looked around, then leaned over and whispered, "It depends on luck, someone can invite you."
"I have an invitation code in my hand. Do you want it?"
Merlin planned to select a batch of players and then follow the invitation code model, which would allow them to choose their own teams.
"How much?"
"Well, no money. I'm a technical worker in the game. My research funds are provided by the game, so there's no need to pay for an invitation code."
"I'll just give you a bunch of numbers, and you can use them."
"RG003."
"Add your identity information, and you can enter by typing this string of numbers into the initial section of any computer."
"Technical job type?" Stark memorized the numbers easily and was a little surprised by what Merlin had just said.
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