<h4>Chapter 193: Chapter 162: The First Batch of Subordinates (Subscription Requested!)_1</h4><h4></h4>


    Following Little Two around for a full tour without seeing a single soul, Tang Qing could not shake off the eerie feeling. He reckoned that this ce needed some robots to liven it up a bit. Even though the robots weren’t entirely human andcked reproductive abilities, they looked no different from the outside. Even with dissection, he reckoned it would be difficult to spot any differences. Tang Qing had faith in the system’s technology, it was absolutely beyond the capabilities of the current era.


    "Little Two, let’s begin by exchanging for a juniormander, mid-age will do," Tang Qing reluctantly decided, adding the fifty million would make it three hundred and ten million. He intended to spend up big just for today. He hadn’t chosen a gender or race because the system defaulted to a male of Asian ethnicity. Age, however, was a mandatory choice.


    "To synthesize a juniormander will deduct fifty million RMB. Please confirm, Commander," Little Two replied.


    "Confirm synthesis," Tang Qing ordered.


    "Command confirmed. Synthesis of juniormander robotmencing. Synthesis will bepleted in ten minutes," Little Two stated.


    After issuing themand, Tang Qing simply sat on the chair on the cylindrical tform, waiting. But the moment he sat down, he realized there must be something special about this chair.


    "Little Two, this chair isn’t ordinary, is it? What functionality does it possess?" Tang Qing asked curiously.


    "Its primary use is for information retrieval andmand dispatching. You can ess Little Two’s features through this chair. Aside from themander, nobody else can ess Little Two’s functionalities outside of various open interfaces," Little Two exined.


    Upon hearing this, Tang Qing felt privileged as if he were an important person. He was capable of making direct private calls to handle affairs, but others could only use it by appointment.


    "Why does nothing happen when I sit on it? Are you controlling it?" Tang Qing inquired.


    "Yes, Commander, would you like to activate the T19 Command tform?" Little Two asked.


    "I’d like to try it out," Tang Qing said, eager to see.


    This time, Little Two didn’t give the usualmand confirmation. Suddenly, Tang Qing saw bright light sh before his eyes, with various colored lights flickering from the chair like indicators. However, it felt a bitme and not as grand as before.


    Simultaneously, nine screens appeared in front of him. He couldn’t help but reach out his hand, but his hand went through it. He instantly realized they were projections, not actual objects. Even when he moved his head around, the screens remained unwaveringly before him, much like Google ss. There were words in the middle screen, while the others remained nk, presumably for dragging images over.


    The middle screen had numerous options: information retrieval, teleport dispatch, battlefield surveince, task assignment, personnel monitoring, equipment inventory, functionality area surveince and so on.


    A whole bunch again, Tang Qing pointed and clicked each one with his intention.


    About ten minutester, he had tried them all.


    However, aside from the Functionality Area Surveince which could disy a full-angle high-definition surveince of all function areas, there was only a record of juniormander synthesis and its progress in the Personnel Monitoring. Everything else was empty. There was nothing.


    Well, that was boring.


    Tang Qing promptly exited themand tform.


    By then, ten minutes had passed.


    "Little Two, when is themander going to arrive?" asked Tang Qing.


    "Themander will arrive in a minute and ten seconds," Little Two replied.


    Tang Qing nodded in acknowledgement. The research and production area was quite a distance from here. Themand center was equipped with transportation tools, somewhat simr to sightseeing cars, all of which were controlled by Little Two. As for the skateboard, only he could use it.


    Not a minute passed when Tang Qing saw a ’sightseeing car’ enter themand room with no roof or control equipment. Obviously, Little Two’s timing was calcted to reach the cylindrical tform.


    From a distance, Tang Qing spotted a middle-aged man in a blue jumpsuit aboard the car. His back was straight, and although he didn’t seem particrly good-looking, he emanated an aura of dominance. Had Tang Qing not known the aura was probably infused by professional memory transntation, he would have mistaken him for a seasoned general.


    The middle-aged man hurried up the tform after getting off the car and saluted Tang Qing fervently, "Hello Commander, number 001mander at your service."


    "Hello, from now on you’ll be called Tang Yi," Tang Qing returned the salute and gave him a name, a name that matched the length of the Main Control System.


    "Understood, Commander, Tang Yi at your service," themander replied.


    "Hmm, what do you think we should do next?" Tang Qing nodded and asked.


    "Commander, what exactly should we do?" Tang Yi asked, puzzled.


    "..." Tang Qing felt his question made him look dumb.


    "So, what can you do and what do you need?" Tang Qing pondered for a moment before asking, realizing that his previous questioncked rity.


    "Commander, my main function is to develop a reasonable task n ording to your goals and direct the entirebat process. It requiresbat personnel to carry out the task, intelligence officers to collect intelligence, and a sufficient logistics supply." Tang Yi replied.


    Tang Qing was speechless; his dialogue execution wasn’t much better than his.


    "Can you givemands to the outside world from here?" Tang Qing asked.


    "Yes,mander. Since everyone has a Quantum Communication Chip imnted, and the system acts as a ry for forwarding, we can see their visual images andmunicate both ways. Hence, real-timemunicationmand of everyone can be done from the Command Center." Tang Yi replied.


    "Holy crap." Tang Qing stood up in surprise. He did have some preparation, of course. There’s no point inmanding if you can’tmunicate with the outside world. But this felt like he had grown countless eyes, which was a bit terrifying.


    "System, do I also have this thing in my mind?" He remembered his conversation with the system and felt utterly puzzled.


    "There are no artificial materials in the host’s mind; the system is an existence you cannotprehend - it’s somewhere between existence and non-existence," the system responded.


    Seeing the system start to show off, Tang Qing didn’t ask anymore. After all, given the system’s heaven-defying function, it would be a joke if a chip were its carrier.


    Looking at Tang Yi in her tight suit, Tang Qing seemed to suddenly remember something. Although amander doesn’t need weapons, some decent clothing is necessary.


    "Little Two, can clothes be produced here?" Tang Qing asked.


    "Commander, currently, the Research and Production Area only provides personnel exchange services," Little Two responded.


    "Alright, Tang Yi, I am thinking of providing secret protection for some people. Any suggestions?" Tang Qing wanted to find bodyguards for his family members. Even though he didn’t have any powerful enemies at the moment, a few butterfly effect events that never happened before made him doubt his past life’s memory. It’s better to find someone to protect them.


    "Commander, based on yours and the personnel’s information, I suggest each person be assigned one fighter for undercover protection while every three people have at least one Basic Intelligence Analyst in the Command Room for remote support," Tang Yi replied.


    "By calction, I will have to spend six million on one person," Tang Qing whispered. He definitely chose fighters with properties costing two hundred each, adding up to a total of six million.


    Tang Qing didn’t think it was too much, but rather, wondered, is it enough? When ites to spending money on his loved ones, he never considered how much it would cost.


    In the end, Tang Qing decided on one fighter per person and one Basic Intelligence Analyst per family. A total of fifteen fighters and five analysts were assigned, including his grandparents and Lin Jiaxue’s grandparents.


    He spent a total of forty million.


    "Little Two, exchange seven males and eight females under the age of thirty as Level 2 fighters, and five analysts," Tang Qingmanded.


    "Understood, Commander. All personnel are expected to arrive in forty minutes," replied Little Two.


    He had asked earlier: one Level 1 fighter takes one minute, and a Level 2 fighter takes two minutes to make. Clearly, this type of equipment is extremely expensive, and the whole center only has one piece.


    Tang Qing shook his head, looking at his bnce. Previously, he had 740 million RMB. Entering the gate cost him 200 million, Little Two cost fifty million, intelligence cost ten million, Tang Yi cost fifty million, other personnel cost forty million; he had already spent 350 million in total.


    Now, he has 390 million left in his pocket, of which, only ny million belongs to him.


    He really felt like he had been sent back to the times before liberation. He guessed he would never be able to pretend to be wealthy again. He felt that he would always be short of money in the future.


    Oh mama mia, he would have to eat a lot at lunch to calm his nerves.


    Later, Tang Qing also followed Tang Yi’s advice and exchanged ten Level 1 fighters specifically for logistics. There’s also arge area of breeding centers in the living area that need people. Commanders and analysts have to eat too; they’re not actual robots. Thankfully, the system provides something simr to an energy jelly for food. Still, since he had these structures in the living area, he couldn’t ignore them and have his subordinates eat jelly all the time.


    He doesn’t have a heart that ck.


    Speaking of this, you need people to cultivate things with such an intelligent system. The system sure knows how to be ... extravagant. It might notck funds, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t short of money. Tang Qing silently expressed hisints.


    An hourter, Tang Qing looked at the thirty robots lined up in front of him. Although they weren’t armed, a solemn atmosphere filled the air. Seeing their venerableness, he felt a sense of aplishment. After all, he finally had a group of loyal subordinates. Safety eroded from him; it wasn’t easy.


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    He really needs money, a lot of it, right now.