After the robot whose energy had been destroyed reacted, it quickly activated the backup power supply. Dots of electronic light came from the dark tower, and the man's deep voice flowed in the air.
"When they told me that I had to connect with your sea of consciousness to reverse the situation, I didn't want to do such a thing with a stranger. Looking at it now, it wasn't just a reversal of the situation. I saw civilization, Walking a distance that I never thought of before, you awakened my thinking."
The machines approached the supernatural beings by virtue of their heat induction, and Caesar's voice of giving orders on the radio was calm, and the words made them all stay in place. Needless to say, it took a lot of mental power to instantly manipulate all the machines in the tower, but the man's tone was relaxed with ease.
"There is something I didn't tell you," he seemed hesitant: "When I approached you, because of Lilith's prophecy, I knew you would die that day. I'm sorry, but if it weren't for this opportunity, it might be hard for us to have what we have now." After all, you are very defensive about such an intersection. As compensation, if we win, we will have sex, and if we lose, we will die in love, isn't it very romantic?"
"The whole world has heard it," the red-haired beautiful woman straightened her slightly messy ear hair, and Oriola glanced at the complicated looking lantern, and said with emotion, "What a shameless young man... "
The voice on the radio paused, and Caesar's chuckle fell into it very clearly, it was a short and hoarse syllable.
"There are so many possibilities in life, no matter how many times you start over, I will always choose you."
The sizzle current made the human voice blurred, and the previously controlled robots recovered their mobility one after another shortly after his voice fell. Oriola looked at the electronic clock not far away: "It's exactly three minutes."
Turning his head towards the lamp: "I want to go up."
"Of course," she laughed, "we should all go see him."
More and more supernatural beings arrived at the mother tower, and the loss of total energy made the robot's actions even more crazy. In the process of going upstairs, Oriola's consciousness beast opened the big warehouse door on each floor, even if the big warehouse There are indeed murderers with bad records in prison, and releasing these people can also delay them for time. As long as they survive twenty hours, the copper and iron walls made of machinery will collapse spontaneously, and they need fighting power.
With Oriola, things became much easier. The red-haired beauty skillfully used the consciousness beast to assemble any metal within reach into a counterattack weapon. The automatic guns and shells made it difficult for robots to approach them. With the locator on her body, as long as the supernatural beings who knew each other would come from nearby, when he and Oriola passed the corner, the girl with metallic hair rushed out and hugged Chao Deng's waist.
"Lilith."
Looking down at her towards the lamp.
She suffered some injuries, and there was a metal bullet embedded in her calf, but the girl was accustomed to arching around Chao Deng's body, and shouted her name to Chao Deng.
"Do you know where Caesar is?"
"..."
The girl looked up at them. The strange double pupil didn't rotate as usual. Oriola sneered when she saw this: "Are you scared stupid? Little Lily."
"Where do you think Caesar is?"
Hearing Lilith's sudden question, she stared at the lamp in a daze.
"You should know where he is better than anyone else." Her double pupils spun, and Chao Deng patted the girl's head at this moment: "Is he on the top floor?"
When Wei Qiao's fragment saw him again, he took him to the top floor. Looking back at all the past memories, that person seemed to have an inexplicable preference for the top. If I remember correctly, only number 1 in the entire tower can live on the top floor, and only number 1 Only the rooms have free access to the tower.
Seeing Lilith nodding, retracting her hand towards the lamp and running up the stairs, he didn't even expect that there are stairs in the highly futuristic tower. Oriola shrugged and quickened her pace. She said to the girl who was standing there blankly. : "Walk slowly when you're hurt, I have to make sure he can meet Little Caesar."
The besieging robots penetrated everywhere. Lin Lang regained his strength after a short rest. The black-haired consciousness beast followed closely beside Chaodeng. His body made of white bones blocked countless attacks for him. He didn't remember running away. How long, time gradually became meaningless. Oriola stayed in the chaos to stop the robot when he was about to reach the top floor. The newly grown flesh and blood on Lin Lang's body faded again under the high-intensity battle. Yes, when he was about to lose consciousness, Chao Deng saw a large number of destroyed five-star machines at the end of the corridor.
Someone hugged him from behind.
"How did you get here?"
Blinked at the light. The man was carrying a not-so-heavy smell of blood and the faint sweet smell of burnt tobacco. Caesar looked at the chasing robot that was coming up to the lamp. Between his lips, the bursting fire was burning under their feet, and slightly bent towards the corner of the lamp's eyes: "Roll the sheets."
The other party laughed: "There are still three hours before the end."
The sky was already bright outside, and after the long dark night, after the rising sun, he left the huge war-torn tower. Caesar seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to go to the top to see?"
"Isn't there still three hours?"
"It's okay," the man with wolf eyes shook his head: "It's basically a foregone conclusion."
They went up from the 99th floor to the 100th floor. In the only room on the 100th floor, Caesar found the path leading to the top of the tower. Follow up again.
Contrary to imagination, the top floor of the tower is not a wide plane, surrounded by empty space without fences, smooth metal stretches under the feet, and there is a danger of falling if you don't pay attention.
"The day you were unlucky enough to pass through the mother tower and met me, and became number one of this tower, I was just seventeen years old," Caesar gestured to him to be safe: "Obviously it should be a very happy day , but I feel very lost, now that I think about it, it is probably a belated puberty?"
"You will also have puberty," Chao Deng couldn't help smiling, "You've been so mature since you were a child, maybe you're in menopause."
The chaotic blasting sound in the tower continued. They are both supernatural beings, and they can all feel the sea of consciousness shaking in the tower. Obviously, the others are still deep in the battle, and they turned their heads towards the lamp: "They are still fighting, if you don't help ?"
"It's enough for me to direct them to work," Caesar said very shamelessly, "How about letting the boss charge forward?"
"What you said on the radio before..." Chao Deng paused: "Seriously?"
The metal surface under their feet vibrated suddenly, and the first supernatural being charged out of the tower looked like a fuzzy dot from a height. He squinted at the light, and could barely see that the other party was excitedly looking at them. He beckoned and made a silly V sign.
Victory gesture.
More and more supernatural beings broke through the metal wall and rushed out. The red-haired beauty grabbed the young man who wanted to jump up. The impression was that the man always stayed with Caesar during the hunting battle and liked to call him nine nine. The young man's face was stained with blood, and a large piece of skin on his right cheek was torn off, but his smile was extremely bright.
"I won," the man wrapped his arms around his shoulders from behind, and Caesar was a head taller than him, but such gestures of intimacy were done with ease: "I have always been serious."
Chao Deng was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned his head, imitating what Caesar had done to him not long ago, he kissed the other party's lips quickly, and when the latter slightly opened his clear gray-blue eyes, he smiled at Chao Deng.
"What you said on the radio, adding another sentence would be super romantic."
"?"
"No matter how dirty the future is, I still like you."
When he spoke, the man's palm was close to the back of his head, and the other's tongue licked the round lips in a somewhat rough manner, and a silver spring flowed from the unclosed lips, and the sun that was approaching noon was like a grand gospel, supreme Pleasure ran through his mind, seeing Chaodeng began to have difficulty breathing, the man reluctantly let go of his sweet lips and tongue.
"Remember the sunset I showed you in the second world?"
He used me.
"Remember," Chaodeng replied, looking past the eternally brilliant scorching star in the distant sky: "Is it because you often watched this when you were a child that you especially like sunsets?"
"At that time, there was nothing to do, except to fight and listen to brainwashing news, otherwise I couldn't write "Lost Sun."
"Damn," Chao Deng was stunned: "I've always wondered who wrote it... You wrote it? So educated?"
"It's me," Caesar rubbed his chin: "The sea of consciousness of the two of us is not you, of course it's only me. Which sentence do you like best?"
Chao Deng moved his lips, whispered close to the ear of the other party, heard what he was saying, and Caesar rubbed his head.
"me too."
The tired white snow in the old house comes from the end of the ocean of time, and the fragrant orange blossom migrates into the emerald emerald deep in the stardust. Those fictional imaginations and realities are intertwined and weaved together into Sicily far away, mixed with regret and love. The angry blood congealed into bullets, the shadows of white clouds drifted across the violet sky above the Holy See, the bright moon, the luxurious palace, and the cheering and singing crowd fell into the red eyes, and the heroes who died at the crossroads at the end of the night can be seen everywhere , the reflection of a tree of peach blossoms is reflected by the running water.
From the first meeting to the present, he and Caesar have reached a distance that he never imagined. He once stepped into the dawn and was trapped in the darkness. All are like indescribably brilliant dreams.
The man with gray blue eyes lowered his head and kissed his ear, and the seductive voice of the spiritualist was completely sexy.
"'On the road to you I stumbled, rode, and humbled.'"
Indulging in sex, bewildered by self, being famous all over the world or being scattered in the dust are all the glorious songs of a great life.
You were born to be loved by thousands.
The author has something to say: It's over~