Changfeng looked at his hand and curled his fingers. The unfamiliar feeling made her brain confused, but she could not process the complicated data by deleting it.
"people?"
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Changfeng is a third-generation fighting robot.
When it was created, the creator wrote a sentence in its life.
—You are the most powerful fighting robot in the world.
it is.
Its pride is innate. It feels like the most special.
But it has been scrapped for a long time, the database was lost, most of the body was destroyed, and the friends it wanted to protect were also missing.
With continuous development, the third generation of robots has officially withdrawn from the stage. Fighting robots are also banned.
It didn't expect that it would have the chance to open its eyes again.
"You are so beautiful." The girl who picked it up said to it, "What kind of robot are you?"
Its limited data also records what the original creator said to it - you are such a nasty guy.
—I am a wicked, powerful robot.
The girl laughed at herself: "Robots have no emotions. I really hope your master has set up different dialogues for you."
It answered in its heart:
—I think I do, dear.
The girl used a wrench to fix the parts on it and removed some discarded parts.
The current flow is more stable.
"Your parts are gone. I can only help you repair it slowly." The girl said, "But I don't know how. There is nothing in this place, and you may not be able to change back to what you were before."
It knows.
This is an illegal slave area.
This society certainly does not have “slaves” in the traditional sense. Some people with martial arts talent and no family background were kidnapped and sold, put in chains, and sent to the most dangerous places for labor exploitation.
This place is far away from civilization and equality. It is strictly guarded, deprived of personal rights, and lives a life worse than death.
Slaves were either auctioned off or killed after being disabled. We can only hope that the alliance's patrolling troops will one day discover their presence at the border and other places.
The girl asked: "Are you a fighting robot? If I can repair you, can you take me out of here?"
—Oh, of course, my dear.
The girl spent a whole night taking care of it.
Through his eyes, Changfeng discovered that she could move hundreds of kilograms of metal with her bare hands. The light in his eyes dimmed.
This is definitely a person with martial arts talent. Today, when martial arts is popular, she should stand in a more glorious place in the league.
In the early morning, the sun shines in from outside the window.
"I'm going to work." She dragged the black chain, squatted down and said to it: "I wish I could come back alive today."
—Bless you, my dear girl.
With the help of this poor lady, Changfeng gradually developed clumsy and mismatched hands and feet, and was temporarily unable to walk upright.
Girls have to deal with heavy workloads during the day but cannot get enough sleep at night. Changfeng wanted to persuade her to rest for a while, but couldn't.
After staying up for several nights in a row, the girl came back from outside without giving it any rest.
She sat by the window, looking at the vast sky, and suddenly broke down emotionally. She cried and said to it: "You are my only friend, but I know that robots cannot be friends."
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-You are wrong, I can do it.
"I want to go home! I'm not from here, I was sold here." She cried loudly. "My father is a very powerful man, but I don't even remember who he is. I can't go home. !”
-Don't cry, baby.
The red light in Changfeng's eyes lit up.
She wiped away her tears, lay down and said, "Just talk to me. Are you really unable to speak? I really want someone to comfort me."
—I'm trying to fix myself, please give me some time.
"Can you protect me?"
-if you need.
She twitched and said, "Why doesn't he come to me?"
—He must be looking for you.
"Does he love me?"
-certainly.
"I want to go home. I want to ask my uncle why he sold me. He used to praise me in front of my father. After my father went to work, he became particularly irritable..." She paused as she said, Crying again: "Actually, I know everything. I have grown up now. Is my father gone? My uncle doesn't want to take care of me, so that's why. I want to take revenge on him, can I hate him?"
— Of course you can.
"Why am I like this... Who can come and save us?"
-I promise you.
She murmured to herself for a while, but couldn't hear Changfeng's answer. Finally, she lay down in front of Changfeng and fell asleep like that.
Changfeng moved to the bed with difficulty, pulled the stiff quilt and covered her body.
At noon the next day, the door to the room was strangely opened during the day.
The girl lay on a stretcher and was taken back to her room. There was a simple bandage on his abdomen, and the blood on the back of his head dyed the white cloth red.
The two men who carried her stood in front of the bed and sighed, then turned and left.
Changfeng's eyes turned red and he stood up under control. There is only one message in the brain.
—She needs a doctor. No limbs are disabled. The extent of the brain injury is unknown.
—Need a doctor.
Not long after, another person walked in.
Changfeng stood still.
The room was very messy, with all kinds of strange things that the girls had picked up from the trash. So the other party didn't notice it.
He is different from the people here. He does not have the metal chains used by slaves to control his movements. Wearing uniform, looking rich.
He closed the door, walked to the bed, and touched the side of the girl's face obscenely.
"It's them. They said you're dead. Don't blame me. I'm usually good enough to you. Otherwise, how could you have such a comfortable life?" He swallowed, "I'll collect your body then, and we'll forget it." The two sides are settled. If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."
The girl moaned.
The man reached out to untie her clothes.
"Boom!"
An old mechanical arm was stabbed in front of the tip of his nose.
"Stop... I... stop... your hands..."
The sound of electricity was accompanied by muffled syllables.
Changfeng sent out sound waves that had not been heard for a long time.
The man was startled at first, but after seeing its broken shape, he was speechless.
"Where did this garbage robot come from? It really likes picking up rags."
As he spoke, he grabbed its neck with one hand and threw it away.
Changfeng hit the wall, tilted his head, and broke a spliced leg.
The boy looked down at his hand, which was slightly paralyzed by the electric shock, not paying attention to its state.
"...Level 1 defense...this is...final warning..."
"Three...two...one..."
All the weapons on Changfeng's body have been disassembled, but as a violent weapon, the core technical parameters of fighting robots have abnormal standards. Naobu also stores extra energy cores.
It grabbed the unknown iron tool next to it and used all its energy to smash it against the beam.
The house collapsed.
Changfeng quickly flew to the girl and protected her brain and body with his arms.
The girl had no breath.
Changfeng failed to capture any of her vital signs at close range.
—Failed to protect her.
A bunch of strange data grew like crazy in the database, and Changfeng didn't have time to delete it.
It searched for this feeling called "sadness". It's human emotion. It has nothing to do with it. I don’t know why the creator made such a design.
Its arms failed to withstand the huge impact of the falling earth and rocks. After being hit, the vision went dark, and the parts responsible for the senses could no longer obtain information from the vision.
Once again it was scrapped.
Almost instantly, Changfeng opened his eyes. Vision becomes clear again. But her vision has been reversed, and she is now lying on her front. A strange feeling came into her mind.
It took her a second to realize that it must be pain.
The huge stone that was pressing on the top was moved away, and it was still the same man from before.
He grabbed the broken machine and threw it aside. Then he grabbed Changfeng's shoulders and lifted it up, cursing: "Damn it!"
Changfeng half-closed his eyelids.
The body is weak and lacks energy. No, it's physical strength.
It becomes human? Became this girl.
"Not dead yet?"
The man said, going to check Chang Feng's breath.
Changfeng took the opportunity to grab the opponent's wrist.
She had searched before.
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Changfeng glanced at the debris around him.
OK, the command can be executed.
She grabbed a thin piece of stone and cut it towards the opponent's crotch with lightning speed.
The pain arrived a second later, and the other person lowered his head and watched helplessly as a piece of flesh fell from his loose pants, and then blood sprayed out.
His eyes widened, his expression slowly turned ferocious, and he fell backwards on the ground of the ruins, a pig-like howl of pain escaping from his mouth.
Changfeng took a deep breath, walked over and took out a card from his waist, squatted down, checked the locks on his hands and feet, and started decoding.
Decoding is not the strong point of fighting robots.
But she is the best. Even if she lost her database, she still has excellent and amazing skills.
With a "click", the metal buckle that had been imprisoned for many years fell down. There were scuff marks on the ankles. The force suppressed by the special material boils out, and a majestic air flow travels through the meridians of the limbs, bringing strength while bringing out the pain of old illnesses.
She reached out and touched the back of her head. There was a wound that hurt when touched, but the blood flow had miraculously stopped.
very powerful. This girl's original talent and strength are very strong.
When she thought of this, her eyes dimmed again.
While she was checking her body, a group of people were already standing around the house.
Most of them were "slaves" with shabby clothes, standing there in shock or numbness, looking at her. His eyes were empty, like a bottomless abyss of despair.
In the distance is a deserted square, the surface is full of potholes, and the air is filled with an unpleasant smell.
illegal mining areas. It needs to be banned here.
At that time, the girl asked - "Who will save us?"
She said she could.
A few seconds later, several people in uniforms rushed over holding protective shields and surrounded the collapsed earth house.
"A slave has escaped from prison! Second-level guards are ready! The people in front now raise their hands and squat down!"
Changfeng smiled sarcastically.
prison Break
Beyond hell
She walked over, where the man before was trying to grab the separated organs and waiting for medical treatment.
Changfeng stepped on it.
"Don't—" the man's eyes were filled with tears and he spoke hoarsely.
Changfeng looked away indifferently.
"Hands up! Start attacking now! Weapon in position! Warrior ready! I give you three seconds!"
She looked around the house.
The nine guards relied on their own intuitive analysis.
Escape rate… 21%
Fight winning rate... She touched the back of her head. Probably less than 15%.
"three!"
Three tall men walked out of another high-end house and put a metal glove on their hands.
Oh, warrior.
Probably another 5% lower.
"two!"
The three tall men laughed arrogantly: "What's wrong? How dare someone make trouble? Just give me a chance to play!"
"one!"
The other party shouted: "If you don't surrender, you will be killed immediately!"
Changfeng stepped back with his right foot and lowered his center of gravity. Make a handshake into a fist and hold it in front of your chest. He looked at everyone with cold eyes.
A308, the third generation fighting robot—Changfeng.
"In my world, there are no broken promises."