An Wujiu drove the car with his uninjured hand, looking around for the cars of Yang Erci and Zhong Yirou. There were too many people fleeing on the road, the scene was chaotic, and the sound of pollutants disturbed him to a certain extent. He wanted to find them It's not easy.
Occasionally, the noisy artificial intelligence radio station sound came from the earphone device, intermittently, An Wujiu couldn't adjust the complete audio, so he had to give up.
"Current road conditions... Fire broke out, traffic jam, please be reasonable... Happened in front of the municipal building... ”
Due to the disconnection of the network, even the AI has lost the simulated voice package. There is only electronic sound that is distorted but does not take up too much memory. Intermittent electronic sound is interspersed in the symphony. .
Now the whole world is in chaos, only AI is still working tirelessly.
An Wujiu doubts that even if it is the end of the world and all human beings disappear on this planet, these AIs may work as usual until they evolve their own civilization.
While driving, An Wujiu, who had been observing the road, discovered a fact that he had been ignoring all along. Whenever a human being was attacked by pollutants and their sanity points were reset, the names of these victims would appear above their heads in a flash. That's it.
For example, the blond man who fell in front of his eyes now had a name—Wilson Swixter—flash above his head.
Although it is a small detail, An Wujiu always felt a little strange. In their game before the altar, every player's name was clearly displayed in front of them from the beginning of the game so that others could call him of.
Perhaps this time it is because the number is too large to be directly displayed.
There is no time to delve into it, An Wujiu has more important things to do.
Ahead is the three-way intersection, and the distance is already very close. If his prediction is correct, Yang Erci will drive from Road A to this three-way intersection, and originally turn to Road B of the three-way road, that is, they were killed by the masked man. Death and An Wujiu are now driving over to find their way.
But now the monster's corpse blocked all the back, even if they couldn't touch themselves, they could only be forced to turn at the three-way intersection and drive to road C.
While thinking, An Wujiu casually glanced at the rearview mirror of the car, and suddenly found a black car following him. He took a closer look and found that the person driving the car was not a masked man, but an ordinary middle-aged man.
An Wujiu's intuition was not good, he wanted to get rid of the car, but he was also worried that he would miss them after passing the Sancha intersection.
I have gone through so much in retrospect, and now any disturbance will make An Wujiu unconsciously think of the masked man.
He glanced at the rearview mirror again. The man in the driver's seat looked tense, with stiff expression and movements.
An Wujiu suddenly changed direction, changed lanes, and drove in the opposite direction on road A, staggering with the car behind him.
At the moment of passing by, An Wujiu looked at the back seat of the opponent's car, wanting to see if his guess was right.
But at this moment, the car suddenly swayed violently, An Wujiu heard the sound of a silencer gun, and the next second, the window on the driver's side was spattered with blood, covering the entire glass.
Apparently, the person in the driver's seat was shot in the head.
Just as An Wujiu expected, this kind of murderous behavior can only be the masked man and no one else.
The black car changed lanes again, turned around, and accelerated forward sharply, aiming at An Wujiu's car.
Through the car window, he saw the masked man tearing away the man in the driver's seat impatiently.
This is probably the first time he has lost control of the overall situation, which is why he is so annoyed.
The speed of the opponent's car was almost reaching the limit, but An Wujiu did not move and stopped the car on the spot.
According to the plot of the last reincarnation, it will take a few minutes for Yang Erci and Zhong Yirou to appear here. For the masked man, his target is obviously the two of them. Killing himself at this time, the game probably lacks a lot of fun for him.
He was focused, staring at the opponent who might crash his car.
two meters.
one meter.
The sound of the engine was getting closer, closer.
Sure enough, the car driven by the masked man stopped suddenly just before the collision.
It's now!
An Wujiu aimed the gun at the person in the driver's seat opposite, and pulled the trigger!
But he didn't expect that the car would suddenly deviate, change lanes rapidly and turn right, and the shot missed under his extremely quick reaction, only smashed the windshield, and didn't even scrape the mask human shoulders.
An Wujiu watched him drive a black car, pass by his own car, and drive towards C road.
Road C...
An Wujiu's heart skipped a beat for an instant, and he immediately turned the car around!
Sure enough, under the blinding light deliberately turned on by the masked man, An Wujiu saw the face of Yang Erci in the driver's seat.
The masked man drove at full speed, heading straight for them!
After thousands of calculations, he miscalculated the decision of Yang Erci and Zhong Yirou. They did not come from B road, but C road, just the opposite of what he guessed.
The municipal building was mentioned in the AI broadcast just now, but he didn't pay attention to it. The municipal building is on Road B. If there is a fire there, this road will not be able to go.
Seeing the masked man's car rushing towards them, and inside the car, his hand had already raised his gun, An Wujiu had no choice but to go head-to-head, driving directly into his car, and shooting again, disturbing the masked man action.
Seeing An Wujiu, Yang Erci calmed down a bit, and tried his best to avoid the fast car that was about to hit him.
A narrow road where three cars meet.
With the cooperation, An Wujiu rammed the masked man's car into the side of the road in a way that was close to killing him. The two cars rushed directly into a shop on the side of the road under the huge impact, and the glass window shattered instantly.
Countless glass shards splashed out and pierced into An Wujiu's body. The huge impact force smashed his internal organs. This broken car has long since lacked a high-level defense system, and his head was so fierce. Hit out, eyes black for a moment.
The only good news is that An Wujiu is not an ordinary person.
He opened his eyes with difficulty, and his vision was full of blood, the blood dripping from the top of his head. An Wujiu raised the back of his hand and wiped it, and there was a sluggish dull pain on the back of his hand, only then did he realize that the back of his hand was scratched by the deformed car under the impact, the skin and flesh were ripped open, and the metal skeleton inside could be seen directly.
Not only the hand, but also the right leg, the metal patella of the knee is exposed.
Without time to bandage, An Wujiu picked up the gun, kicked open the severely deformed car door, and staggered towards the masked man's car step by step.
He was still inside, An Wujiu saw his hand trying to hold the car door.
The impact on the masked man should be far greater than him.
An Wujiu raised his gun, pointed it at the back of the masked man's head, and dragged his wounded body closer.
This time, he hit with one shot, but he didn't know whether the opponent was dead or alive.
The pain continued to spread, An Wujiu's internal organs were damaged, and his breathing became difficult. He lowered his hand, thinking about whether to repair the gun.
But he was afraid that he would fall into the other party's trap.
He looked around, it was eerily quiet, it didn't look like a place where a large number of pollutants would be ambushing.
But what if there is
To be on the safe side, An Wujiu stood on the spot and aimed at the unconscious figure and fired continuously until he had the last few bullets left.
Even if it was a target, it has been penetrated now.
An Wujiu turned around, dragged his limping legs and walked out, away from here.
Just as he was about to walk out of the ruined store, the screams of pollutants suddenly erupted behind him.
Sure enough, it still came.
These pollutants are different from the ones he encountered along the way, and there is only one sentence in their hearts.
[Kill 99 An without blame. ]
This verifies that masked men can indeed manipulate pollutants.
It's just that he still doesn't know whether they were summoned by the masked person before, or whether he didn't die at all. It's too late to think now. He must find a new vehicle, otherwise he will be trapped here to death.
An Wujiu didn't turn his head, and went forward with all his might, but he could feel a tentacle about to touch the back of his head.
"No fault!"
He heard Zhong Yirou's voice.
A bullet passed through his ear with the wind, hit his back, and pierced the tentacle.
Pollutant wailed in pain, An Wujiu saw Zhong Yirou holding a gun. Their car stopped in front of him.
"Hurry up and get in the car." Yang Erci looked at the pollutants rushing towards them.
"good."
The car door was open, An Wujiu got into the back seat immediately, closed the door, the car door caught a pollutant's sharp claws and tentacles, the tentacles were still splitting apart, causing Zhong Yirou to scream.
"Hurry up!"
An Wujiu pulled out Zhuyeqing, and cut off these things that took advantage of the situation.
Zhong Yirou sat back on the co-pilot's seat and let out a long sigh of relief, "I was scared to death."
Yang Erci hooked the corner of his mouth, "It's a good shot."
"That is, how can I say that my hands are also the hands of the operation."
An Wujiu looked at the two of them, feeling a little absent-minded. Now that he was able to be in the same car with them, listening to them talking and even laughing, it was like a dream.
Zhong Yirou smiled triumphantly, turned to look at An Wujiu while speaking, saw his injuries, and felt distressed, "Oh my God, Wugui you, you are hurt too badly, what should we do? We don't have a first aid kit now …”
"It's okay." An Wujiu shook his head, his face was pale, he pressed his bleeding hand, "As long as you are okay."
"We're fine, we're fine." Zhong Yirou was still worried about his injury, "It won't work, go back to my house first, I'll get the tools so I can fix it for you, otherwise it will get serious."
Hearing that she wanted to go home, An Wujiu immediately recalled the shadow of the last time, "Don't go back, I just separated from Shen Ti Nanshan and Wu You, and they are now heading to L City, ready to go to Shawen."
"Chauvin?" Yang Erci looked at the road conditions and asked, "Go overnight?"
"Yes." An Wujiu planned to explain it later, "In short, let's meet them now."
Yang Erci nodded, re-planned the itinerary, and said again: "That masked guy just now seems to want to kill us. At first I thought he was planning to rob me and Yirou of time, but it doesn't look like it. You know him ?"
"Yes." An Wujiu told them what happened before as briefly as possible, without paying attention to this trick, he couldn't directly transmit the memories of the previous round to the two, he could only dictate.
After listening to what he said, Zhong Yirou was stunned for several seconds.
"Is this true? You can travel through?"
An Wujiu nodded, "It can be said that, all in all, that masked man is very dangerous."
"Not only is it dangerous, but if that's the case, he can be considered your old enemy." Zhong Yirou believed him unconditionally, and was not depressed after hearing the story of the complete failure of the last reincarnation, and was still optimistic, "Then this time you saved us , It can be regarded as changing history. Thinking about it this way, my mood is different now, and I feel so lucky."
"But every change may cause other disasters, it's impossible to say." An Wujiu said.
Yang Erci whispered, "It's enough to seize the moment."
She glanced at An Wujiu in the rearview mirror. In so many crises before, he has acted freely and controlled the overall situation, and rarely got injured like this now, his face was covered with blood, and his whole body looked like fine porcelain that was broken but still glued together .
"Thanks."
Hearing this sentence, An Wujiu raised his eyes slowly, and met Yang Erci's eyes in the mirror.
"Thank you for your hard work, no fault."
The blood-stained face was originally extremely calm, but after these words, the cold brows and eyes were bent, revealing a bright smile.
It was the first time she saw An Wujiu smile like this, even a little childish.
"They will be very happy to see you meeting together safely."
Yang Erci had a strange feeling.
She thought, perhaps An Wujiu could be knocked down many times, even shattered many times, covered in bruises, but he could also do it all over again completely.
He is obviously a very smart guy, but he is so persistent that he is clumsy.
"By the way." An Wujiu thought of something, the smile on his face disappeared, and he hurriedly asked, "Did you receive your father's email? Before the game started."
Yang Erci nodded, "That's right."
"The masked man seems to want this email very much." An Wujiu told her, "It was because of this last time that he killed you."
Yang Erci understood, "It was indeed sent by my dad. According to what you said, it may have been sent to me by some surviving father in the parallel world. In fact, I haven't fully deciphered the content of the email. Before it's too late, the damn game will begin."
She told An Wujiu what she knew without reservation: "This email is probably the information my father collected about Chauvin and the altar. Twelve years ago, a prosthetic body manufacturing factory belonging to Chauvin was called The reason was that a researcher surnamed Shen found a bug in the code and thought it should not continue to be executed, so it was stopped at that time, but according to my dad's investigation, all the prosthetic bodies manufactured in this factory were later blocked by a It was dealt with by someone, sold at a low price, and circulated on the market. That person happened to be the father of our old friend Maguire."
An Wujiu frowned.
"That was the first batch of problematic prosthetic bodies he traced back, including implantable endoskeletons, prosthetic eyes, and prosthetic limbs. The circulation is very wide, and due to the use of the Internet of prosthetic bodies, the 'virus' in these prosthetic bodies is It circulates in these interconnected neural networks, and the carrier that connects each other, almost everyone has it."
An Wujiu thought of it, and he should have thought of it a long time ago.
"Citizen chip."
"That's right." Yang Erci said in a deep voice, "This is the reason why the altar can invade everyone now."