"Urban Intelligent Network Control Center", 17th floor.
Wearing exoskeleton equipment and carrying a silver rifle, Qiao Chu returned to the elevator hall.
He was about to press the button to let the elevator that was parked on the sixteenth floor go up, but saw that the number representing the elevator next to him jumped from "16" to "17".
This means that in two or three seconds, the door of that elevator will open, and the people inside will most likely be friends or foes.
Qiao Chu didn't hesitate, and in the golden eyes blocked by the goggles, a circle of ripples that seemed to be real and illusory swayed.
Almost at the same time, he saw countless figures around him.
These figures were slightly illusory, and rushed to the potted plants in the elevator hall, frantically gnawing at the withered leaves, shrunken branches, and dry soil.
Qiao Chu didn't feel physically hungry, but he seemed to be infected by such a scene, and he couldn't help thinking that he was hungry and had to eat something.
Such thoughts filled his mind and made him unable to think about anything else.
"Hungry Ghost Road"!
Qiao Chu's hands covered with black metal bones immediately reached into his pockets, took out a bag of air-dried beef, and tore it open with force.
Immediately afterwards, he frantically stuffed the pieces of black jerky into his mouth and tried to swallow it.
But this beef jerky was as hard as a stone, and it was impossible to eat without macerating it with saliva, tearing and grinding it with teeth.
Qiao Chu was undoubtedly choked, and even thought that he would choked to death here, becoming the most ridiculous special commissioner of the institute.
The survival instinct and the fact that the food had entered his mouth allowed him to resist the hunger self-awareness to a certain extent, and he could be distracted and chewed.
At this time, the gray-black metal door of the elevator next to it opened, and a dark-black robot wearing a tattered monk's robe and a red cassock jumped out.
In the prosthetic eyes on the pure metal face, the red light is bright, as if rendering a blood-colored world.
He looked at Qiao Chu, who was wearing a military exoskeleton device. Instead of raising his arms directly and using grenade launchers, laser weapons and flamethrowers, he took a big step and jumped over, preparing to stun the opponent with a real iron fist.
Qiao Chu couldn't stop biting the beef, chewing and swallowing it, while reluctantly lowered his body and rolled to the side with difficulty, narrowly avoiding the punch of the mechanical monk Jingfa.
During this process, following his strong desire to find food, he put his right hand into his pocket again.
This time, he took out not only the energy bar, but also a stack of playing cards.
At this time, Qiao Chu had already swallowed the beef jerky until his eyes turned white and left tears, but this also relieved his hunger a little, and he had enough energy to throw the stack of playing cards to the ground.
Pop, Qiao Chu rolled to a position close to the stairwell in the sound of playing cards landing.
What reflected in his eyes was the mechanical monk Jingfa who swiftly turned to pounce again, and it was the pair of red eyes.
"Go... play... cards..." Qiao Chu said very vaguely while swallowing beef jerky and energy bars.
Jingfa, who had just rushed beside him, was stunned.
The mechanical monk's head turned half a circle and looked at the playing cards on the ground.
The red light in his eyes flashed, and he walked over uncontrollably with his feet, bending over to pick up the cards.
At this moment, it seemed that nothing was more important to him than playing cards.
Even if a companion needs rescue, even if danger is imminent, a game of cards must be played first.
When Jingfa picked up those playing cards, Qiao Chu's own hunger disappeared instantly, and his whole body returned to normal, but he was still a little choked.
He can completely imagine what he has become under the metal helmet at this time:
Because he was still trying his best to swallow food, so as not to be choked to death, so his face was twisted, his eyes turned slightly white, his tears and snot flowing, and there was absolutely no place to call him handsome.
This made him extremely angry, and he raised his arm distractedly, preparing to attack Jingfa with the grenade launcher and electromagnetic weapon at the same time.
At this moment, the Pure Law has turned around and used that unique, cold electronically synthesized voice:
"Let's play cards together."
The price he paid was so great, and his psychological distortion was so serious that he did not play cards there silently and attentively, but decided to combine the two "hobbies" into one and pull Qiao Chu together!
While the mechanical monk was talking, Qiao Chu once again saw countless, slightly blurred figures, and once again strongly believed that he was very hungry and had to eat something.
Fortunately, he still had food in his mouth and still had something to eat, which made him less "hungry" in the initial stage and could be distracted to do something.
Qiao Chu quickly raised his left hand and covered the goggles of the metal helmet.
He suddenly became extremely depressed. Even if he thought he was very hungry, he didn't want to eat or do anything.
When he was no longer choked, he released his left hand and looked at the mechanical monk who came with the poker.
That kind of depression seems to be contagious, and Jingfa suddenly feels that everything has become meaningless, and everything is just an illusory dream.
In the incomprehensible depression, the dark-black mechanical monk seemed to have realized something. He sat down with his legs crossed suddenly, folded his hands together, and said in a low voice:
"Namo Anuttarasamyaksabodhi, all the dharmas that exist are like a dream bubble..."
Qiao Chu was relieved immediately, using his waist and abdomen, and relying on the military exoskeleton device, he jumped directly into the air.
A stream of white air spurted out, pushing him sideways into the stairwell.
After landing, Qiao Chu raised his arm and aimed the grenade launcher at the mechanical monk in tattered robes and red cassocks.
Jingfa was still chanting scriptures in a low voice, as if he had fully realized.
Looking at the loaded grenade, Qiao Chu realized that it was not the kind with high-explosive performance, and he was a little hesitant.
-Because the default enemy is "Higher Heartless" and aberrant creatures, not robots, so he did not change the grenade before taking action.
And this kind of grenade, one or two rounds is estimated to be unable to destroy the mechanical monk.
This will actually help the opponent out of the depressed state, and the same goes for electromagnetic weapons.
It may not be too late to replace the grenade on the spot. Qiao Chu couldn't make the depressed person even more depressed and kept depressed. Once he failed to grasp the moment when the mechanical monk's depression just ended, and made up for a new round of control, the situation would become very bad.
After thinking for two seconds, Qiao Chu pursed his lips and decided to give up this opportunity.
He turned back and ran to the stairs, held down the handrail, jumped down, and landed steadily on the next floor.
In this way, Qiao Chu used the ability of the exoskeleton device to jump down the stairs one by one, and quickly left the seventeenth floor and went straight to the bottom floor.
At this time, the mechanical monk Jingfa finished chanting and raised his head again.
On his black metal face, the mechanical prosthetic eye once again emitted a blood-like red light.
In the next second, Jingfa jumped directly into the stairwell from sitting cross-legged with a posture that surpassed the human body structure.
He imitated Qiao Chu's method, holding down the handrail, rolled over and jumped off.
…
Hearing Du Heng's words, Jiang Baimian did not hesitate, turned his head to Shang Jianyao and the others and said:
"We leave immediately."
After giving instructions, she nodded to Du Heng:
"Be careful.
"I wish to see you again."
Du Heng smiled and said:
"When the time comes, I hope you have enough important news, intelligence or information to trade."
He glanced at Shang Jianyao again:
"It's not a good thing to work hard to improve your Awakener's ability. The price will never be made up. You can measure it yourself."
Without waiting for Shang Jianyao to respond, Du Heng stood up, cat on his waist, and in the shadow of the trees, jumped to the position where Xiaochong disappeared.
"Let's go." Jiang Baimian withdrew his gaze.
Shang Jianyao nodded, straightened his body, holding a "Berzy Warrior" assault rifle, trotted and hung at the back of the team according to the previous tactical formation.
Soon, they reached the side fence.
Long Yuehong, who was in charge of the left side, quickly glanced outside, and suddenly met a pair of turbid, bloodshot eyes.
"Heartless"... Long Yuehong was startled, instinctively raised the assault rifle, and took a step to the side.
On the street outside, the tops of long metal poles shone with lights, each illuminating an area.
As far as Long Yuehong knew, these should be street lamps in the old world. At this time, at least half of them were still working normally.
The "unintentional" stood under the street lamp diagonally ahead, wrapped in a shriveled blue jacket, wearing a wide-brimmed hat of the same color, holding a broom and an iron dustpan.
There are some wrinkles on his face, his skin is very rough, there is no light of wisdom in those eyes, he just stares at Long Yuehong and others, and there is no sign of attacking.
Such a scene surprised Long Yuehong and interrupted her attempt to pull the trigger.
The "unintentional person" quickly lowered his head and cleaned up the fallen leaves accumulated by the roadside.
Seeing this scene, Bai Chen and others suddenly had some inexplicable guesses.
"Go out first." Jiang Baimian quickly recovered and quickly climbed over the metal fence.
Long Yuehong, Bai Chen, and Shang Jianyao, under the cover of their companions, left the "City Intelligence Network Control Center" and returned to the street outside.
"He's cleaning the fallen leaves..." Long Yuehong couldn't help but looked at the "unintentional" who had no "hunting" tendency.
Jiang Baimian raised his head and looked across the road:
"Look there."
Following the direction her chin pointed, Shang Jianyao and the others saw a tall building.
At the base of the high-rise are the houses on the street side, with several glass windows shining brightly on each floor.
Those brilliance seemed to form a halo around it, which made Long Yuehong feel a little warm for some reason.
Among them, behind some windows on the lower floors, there are many figures moving.
Some of them seem to be holding a baby, pacing back and forth by the window, some are holding a rag and carefully wiping the glass, and some are sitting on the sofa by the window, holding something unknown, staring blankly at the opposite wall The LCD screen on the…
Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and the others who could barely see clearly were wearing old and messy clothes, their movements were rigid, their eyes were sluggish, and they were obviously "unintentional".
On the LCD screen looked at by the "unintentional person", the picture was gorgeous, with scenery, characters, text, and boxes, but the whole thing was frozen and there was no change.
But that didn't prevent the "unintentional" from watching very intently.
Jiang Baimian was silent for two seconds, and said in a complicated tone:
"It is these 'unintentional ones' who regularly 'maintain' the city...
"Whenever the lights are on, they become like normal people..."