Chapter 62

"Little sigh, how about you send it first? The next is nine to death. " Said Feng unconsciously.

"When you say such lines, don't let me go?" Wang sighed, "how disgraceful am I to transmit this sentence again?"

"Ah..." Feng chuckled and took out Winchester and threw it to Wang. He sighed and gave him a box of bullets.

Xiaotan has mastered the weapon specialization through practice in the gun shop, so there is no problem in using it.

"Hello! Two generals! " Feng could not feel that as he walked to the blood wolf zombie group, he shouted, "I'll fight for three more minutes for you at most. If you still can't figure out the x-23 over there in three minutes, please ask for more." After that, he hung two strings of garlic again and chewed two pieces of garlic in his mouth. He stood on the route of the blood wolf zombies.

Xiaotan also took out the garlic that had been prepared in his luggage bag and chewed it. He stood on the other side with Winchester in his hand. He was in a tight corner with the closed position. He watched the road together to protect the grandstand where Pan Feng and Hua Xiong were on from monsters.

"It's too ugly to be helped to this extent by the players, if the derivative finally runs away." Pan Feng said to Hua Xiong in the middle of the battle.

"It's hard to see what's going on." Hua Xiong said, "after the escape of the variants at the Aleppo building, things inevitably move towards this situation. Now it's good enough."

Pan Feng also said: "the key is our underestimation of the derivative In other words, what is x-23? "

"Who knows, robot number?" Huaxiong said.

"Is it impolite of you to discuss a lady in person like this?" The derivative suddenly said.

Pan Hua and his wife are both surprised. They have never met or heard that the derivative has language ability. In the thriller Park, monsters usually speak only when the plot needs or in the battle, and the dialogue is arranged systematically and in line with the character settings. The fourth level derivatives are basically silent, and the way they interact with monsters is unknown. I didn't expect that the three-level derivatives in front of me would respond to a random topic.

"You seem surprised?" The derivative's two claws swept to both sides, pushed back the opponent for two steps, then jumped up in situ, turned upside down with a straight body and flew to a distance of five or six meters away, and opened a distance with the two people, "of course, I can respond to your questions, because I have self-awareness. I know who you are because I know who I am.

You see us as data junk, but do you know what it feels like to be junk? From the date of birth, we are constantly being put into various worlds, being chased by a higher-dimensional creature. Once we die, we will be systematically wiped out, and as long as we live, the pursuit will not stop.

But you, even if you are killed here, will not endanger real life. You two, and the two over there, are only projections of high-dimensional creatures in front of me, and they are still enhanced projections. This kind of unfair fighting is the whole experience of my life, my birth is a mistake, and my only way back is to disappear. But as a set of data, I have the instinct to fight for survival and evolution.

I have no choice, but you have, but you won't let me go, will you? For you, to give up is the same as to fail, but to leave the world actively or passively. "

"Ai said a little more..." Pan Feng said, "are you procrastinating?"

Huaxiong replied, "it's very possible that we should hurry up. Even if the two boys can last three minutes, they will be transmitted."

They were not influenced by the words of the derivatives, which made them waver. In fact, they had no intention to listen to what the monster said.

"Hum Play the piano against the ox.... " Derivative sneer, her face, is a kind of frustrated after the cold refusal: "want to see what x-23 is like?" The steel claws of her hands immediately changed, and several of them were put away. Only two steel blades were left on each hand. And between the toes of her bare feet, there was also a steel blade popping out at the moment.

"What's the matter?" Pan Feng and Hua Xiong are both shocked by the changes in front of them. Can the derivative gradually improve their strength before the end of the script?

They haven't figured out the way, and the derivative has killed again. This time, her attack means are more abundant. In addition to waving the steel claws at the front of her hands, her long legs are even more dangerous. When she is in the state of handstand, she splits one word, and the steel knife at the tip of her foot is whirling up, which has the killing range of long handled weapons.

Not only did the two men not find a quick way to make a quick decision, but they were also gradually losing ground.

Feng unconsciously heard the dialogue between the derivatives and them, and always paid attention to the situation here, but he had no time to get out. At this time, he is under more pressure than when he was stuck in the elevator. He has been bitten and caught several times and hung up in the state of [bleeding]. His survival value has been rubbed down to below 50%.

At the moment, the red eyed seal looks more like a monster than a monster. He waves two short weapons on his hands, and fights fiercely with the corpse of the blood wolf whose strength and speed are almost the same as or even stronger than his own. He is bathed in blood. Garlic's function still exists, but it's very little. The strong smell of blood almost covers everything. The smell of garlic can only make those monsters move a little slower when they are very close to being sealed.

Xiaotan is also quite embarrassed. Although he barely blocks the first few monsters with Winchester, he rushes to dozens of them at once, and then he can only occupy and retreat. Rao is so. He is still trapped in a siege. He has to take out his kitchen knife again and use it for the second time.

Although this title skill is easy to use, it consumes 30% of the upper limit of physical fitness every time. That is to say, even if his physical fitness is full, he can use it at most three times in a short time. What's more, Xiaotan was not satisfied with his physical fitness when he entered the basketball hall. When he ran out of it twice, he fell into a state of extremely low physical fitness. The feeling of losing strength has begun to affect his action.

At this moment, Feng unconsciously is undertaking more than 70% of the monster attacks alone. Xiao Tan only leads 30% of them away, and there are still monsters pouring in from all the intersections.

In the dark basketball hall, howling, clanging, shooting, meat cutting, biting Clip together.

The flashlights of Feng unconsciously and Wang sigh have fallen to the ground and been trampled by monsters. At this time, they don't need any lighting equipment. Looking at those red eyes in the dark, they can fight first. Even indiscriminate attacks won't fall in the space.

The number of those eyes It's too much, they're proclaiming a deep despair.

At this time, it was only 70 seconds before Dr. Ashford's variant died.

I don't know when, under the influence of countless zombie films, people gradually think that the setting of zombie rampant in biochemical crisis is a relatively simple world of terror. In fact, this is probably the most difficult one among all the possible afterlife on earth. For ordinary people, there is no "simple" world of terror, any kind of small danger can be fatal, not to mention the tide of monster siege.

Two system prompts sounded almost at the same time, announcing an unexpected and reasonable thing:

[team member: unparalleled general Pan Feng, has died. ]

team members: thousands of people have been killed in Huaxiong. ]

transfer Feng can't feel that he almost screamed out this voice. He knows Xiaotan is still alive, but he can't live for a few seconds. At this time, they have no reason to stay in the script. They have to leave quickly.

"I see!" Xiaotan is crushed on the ground by five or six monsters. His left leg and right shoulder have been bitten to bleeding, but he still responds before transmitting.

When he turned into white light and disappeared, he slightly illuminated an area of the grandstand, unaware that he had successfully transmitted, and was ready to leave himself. At this time, something strange happened to him.

The lights in the arena were on and the monsters stopped.

They stopped attacking and left Feng unconsciously.

It's half a second before Feng is ready to select the transmission in the menu. Unexpectedly, there is a sudden change, which makes him brake quickly.

The blood wolf zombies set aside an area around them, forming a circle. On one side of the circle, the monster retreated to both sides, leaving a one meter wide passage.

A graceful figure came from there. She was wearing a tuxedo, trousers, barefoot, and stained with a lot of blood. The clothes on her cuffs, ribs and trouser legs are all scratched. But through these openings, only a few white and dazzling skin can be seen. The scars have already healed.

She went to Feng unconsciously, reached out her hand in good faith, palm up, as if trying to help him up.

Feng also accepted her kindness and shook her hand to get up. At the moment, he was very curious about what the AI wanted to do?

"You Not like everyone else. " She said.

Feng chuckled, "although I'm a little bit more handsome than them, you have to point out this before they die or leave."

"They Not dead, right? " She asked herself, ignoring the words.

"Didn't you know that long ago?" I don't know what to ask.

"I know, but I want to hear from one of you, personally." She said.

"Yes, they're not dead, they're just conscious of going back to some space." Feng unconsciously asked, "what do you mean when you say I'm different from others?"

"You..." She gazed at Feng and walked around him: "you are similar to me, you are incomplete."

Feng can't feel the awe in his heart. He says, "this AI can see that my fright value is abnormal?"?

"Are you also an abnormal set of data in your world?" She asked.

"Ah That's right. " Feng chuckled.

"Don't they know about your anomaly?" She asked.

Feng unconsciously seems to have understood the core of this question, and he replied: "you want to ask, why is my 'abnormal' data not erased?"

She nodded and continued to stare into her blind eyes, waiting for the answer.

"Well..." Feng unconsciously thought for a moment: "in our world, people like me who are" abnormal "can be accepted. I As you said, I have become "crippled" for some reasons, but this is not my choice, so I can get understanding, even sympathy and help. " He paused: "there are also people whose actions are called 'crimes', and these