Chapter 1601

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"what is this place exactly?" Captain Duncan grabbed the little green man and held it up to his eyes. "We've been trapped for a week. I've lost three people. I know what you want to tell me. If you can remember anything to warn us about, tell me quickly!"

"Water!" The little green man repeated in a hoarse voice. During the period of coma, Colonel Duncan's men only provided him with the minimum amount of water he needed. He was dazzled and dizzy.

As a whole liter of drinking water was consumed by the little green man, it finally took a breath.

During this period of coma, the little green man had a dream. In the dream, he was still the federal agent named Charleson Manson. He still had a human face and a big, big body.

He remembered many old memories in his dreams. He had many such dreams. Even he could not tell which ones came from his own memory and which were fictional in dreams. However, he never had a dream as real as that before.

In his dream, he still boarded the colonial ship, but this time the ship's apparent purpose was to go to outer space to find a new colony, and when it set out, human civilization was still immersed in its own glory. There were no monsters that appeared out of thin air, and there were no mutated and crazy like humans.

In his dream, he also saw the bastard Yang Yuefan and Vitoria. If he had not seen Vitoria again in his dream, Charleson would not even remember that he had fought with such a great soldier in his life.

The little green man quietly felt the water into his body circulation, looking at these compatriots around, showed a smile.

In his time line, the all-round attack from chaos happened suddenly, and the US emperor was occupied almost overnight. More than 70% of the total population had become the best hotbed for chaos demons.

Natural people like Charleson didn't get any better. They only held on for a few days longer than others. The concept of chaos spread quickly through all kinds of senses like a plague.

It was not until then that Charleson realized that the Meidi people seemed to be born with a lack of resistance to chaos. The great final birth owner launched a large-scale cleansing plan that did not know how long it had been prepared. However, it was meaningless. All kinds of mutated human beings and chaotic eggs, which became the carrier of chaos evil spirits, tenaciously survived the attacks of the great final borns.

Charleson can't remember the final outcome of the big finale. He only remembers that he managed to escape to EU through years of training in the anti chaos organization, and boarded the spaceship built by the fugitives before the earth was completely destroyed.

However, the escape journey was not smooth. Although they tried their best to screen the members before taking off, the phenomenon of chaotic worship still spread on the colonial ships, which was a tragic war.

It was at that time that Vitoria emerged as a hero. Although her death was painful, Charleson had to say that she did bring a glimmer of hope to the survivors when she was alive.

and Yang Yuefan, the bad ass's decision, destroyed several other colonial ships that could not clear away the chaos, then transferred to the solar system because of the meteorite they found in outer space.

Yang Yuefan said that it was their secret weapon to defeat chaos. What the meteorite brought was a gift that did not belong to the world. Of course, before the so-called gift could kill chaos, the first thing to solve was the stomachs of the thousands of survivors on the ship.

For a long time, he thought that the science officer who made it was the favorite of Nago, and their chef was the champion of Nago's choice.

After that, his memory was confused. Charleson could not remember exactly how long he had been in this damned virtual world, nor how he had entered the virtual world. In fact, he could remember so many things in the past. In his dream, the young man also ate a mouthful of green food that he would never forget in his life.

Charleson, who remembers his name, looks at Col. Duncan's party and doesn't know how to speak. He vaguely remembers what mission he took when he was half mad, or what secret he wanted to warn the Americans on this timeline.

But when all the memories came back, Charleson realized that he was doing nothing. The Americans were the back door and the breakthrough of chaos in the world. They came with their original sin. President Tesla tried to save them, but he failed, and the great terminator was always ready to wipe them out.

What saddens Charleson even more is that although the disordered memory shows the past and the future on different time lines, each of them proves that the great final producer is right. The conspiracy of evil gods can even influence each other across different time lines.

When he remembers his identity, he bears the same original sin.

"This is the remains of the intellectual equipment crisis." Charleson took Colonel Duncan and his party through the ruins: "in different time lines, the intelligent weapon has chosen many different roads."

"Can you explain in more detail that this is the concept of parallel universes?" Colonel Duncan tried to keep up with Charleson's thinking: "I can't just say that in the report, can I?""The chaotic timeline of our world is like an adventure group tied together. As one of the birthplaces of the virtual world, sometimes the real world and the virtual world blend together." Charleson didn't pay attention to the words of Colonel Duncan, but he explained to himself: "in terms of chaos, there is no difference between human beings and intelligent machines in this world. Evil gods can also release electronic demons to erode these mechanical heads."

"Wait, you mean there's chaos in the real world, too?" Asked Colonel Duncan, with a chill.

"We've done a great job, or the great end products have been trying to isolate you from chaos. It's ridiculous that the end of the world is just around the corner and you don't know anything about it." Charleson took a pitiful look at Colonel Duncan, and opened a still functioning isolation door: "the intelligent weapons who built this underground base are totally in favor of their father. They have made a pot of biological robot virus with their own technology to pay tribute to their father."

As the isolation door was pushed open by Charleson, a black steamer, which was incompatible with the surrounding environment, was displayed in front of the group. A rusty intellectual unit stood above the steamer, waving its arms and mechanically stirring the fluorescent liquid inside: "one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, you are finally here."

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