Thriller Paradise Chapter 62: Garlic Wushuang (End)
"Sigh, how about you teleporting first? Next is a life of nine deaths." Feng Bujue said.
"You say this kind of line, you just don't let me go?" Wang Tanzhi said: "How shameless I am to send it after hearing this sentence?"
"Heh..." Feng Bujue smiled, took out Winchester and threw it to Wang Tanzhi, then gave him a box of bullets.
Xiaotan has already mastered firearms specialization through practice in the gun shop, so there is no problem in using it.
"Hey! Two generals!" Feng Bujue shouted as he walked towards the blood wolf zombie group, "I will help you at most for another three minutes. After three minutes, if you still can't figure out the X-23 there. , Just ask for more blessings.” After that, he hung up two bunches of garlic again, chewed two cloves in his mouth, and stood on the path where the blood wolf zombies swarmed with a pipe wrench in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other. .
Xiao Tan also took out the garlic he had prepared in his bag and chewed on it, holding Winchester and standing on the other side, standing at the corner of Feng Bujue’s position, guarding the road together. Protect the grandstand on the floor where Pan Feng and Hua Xiong are from being swarmed by monsters.
"Being helped by the player to this point, it would be too ugly if the derivative was allowed to run away in the end." Pan Feng said to Hua Xiong during the battle.
"It's hard to see the current situation." Hua Xiong continued, "After letting the mutant escape at the Eleb Building, things will inevitably move toward this situation, and it's pretty good now. Up."
Pan Feng also said: "The key is that we underestimate this derivative...In other words, what is X-23?"
"Who knows, is the robot number?" Hua Xiong said.
"Are you too rude to discuss a lady in person like this?" The derivative suddenly said.
Pan Hua both were surprised. They had never encountered or heard of a derivative with language ability. In the thriller paradise, monsters generally speak only when they are required by the plot or in battle, and the dialogue is systematically arranged and conforms to the role setting. The fourth-level derivatives are basically silent, and the way they interact with monsters is also unknown. Unexpectedly, the Level 3 derivative in front of him would actually respond to a random topic.
"You seem to be surprised?" The derivative's claws swept to both sides, pushed back the opponent two steps, then jumped up and flew to five or six meters away with a straight backflip, pulling with the two of them Drive a distance, "Of course I can respond to your questions, because I have self-awareness. I also know who you are, because I know who'I' is.
You see us as data junk, but do you know what it feels like to be junk? From the day of birth, we have been continuously thrown into various worlds, chased and killed by a higher-dimensional creature. Once we are'dead', we will be erased by the system, and as long as we are'alive', we are chased and killed. Will not stop.
But you, even if you are killed here, your real life will not be endangered. You two, as well as the two over there, are just projections of high-dimensional creatures in front of me, and they have been strengthened. Projection. This kind of unfair fighting is the whole experience of my life. My birth is a mistake, and disappearance is my only way back. But as a set of data, I have the instinct that I cannot stop fighting, and cannot stop fighting for survival and evolution.
I have no choice, but you do, but you won’t let me go, will you? For you, giving up is the same as failing, but it's just leaving the world actively or passively. "
"This AI has a lot of words..." Pan Feng said, "Are you delaying time?"
Huaxiong replied: "It's very possible, we have to hurry up. Even if the two boys last for three minutes, they will be teleported."
They were not affected by the derivative's words, which caused them to be shaken. In fact, they had no intention of listening to what the monster said.
"Huh...play the piano to the cow..." The derivative sneered, her face was a frustrated determination: "Want to see what X-23 looks like?" The steel claws of her hands. Immediately changed, each put away a few, leaving only two steel blades on each hand. And between her bare feet and toes, a steel-edged blade popped out at this moment.
"What's going on?" Pan Feng and Hua Xiong were both surprised by the changes in front of them. Is it possible that this derivative can gradually improve their strength before the end of the script?
They haven’t figured out the way, the derivative has been killed again, this time her attack methods are more abundant, in addition to waving the steel claws in the front of her hands, the long legs are even more dangerous and abnormal, when she is standing upside down In a state of splitting, the steel knives on the toes whirled up, and they had the full range of damage with long-handled weapons.
Not only did the two men fail to find a quick way to make a quick battle, but they also gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Feng Bujue heard the dialogue between the derivatives and them, and was always paying attention to the situation here, but he had no time to get out. At this moment, the pressure on him is greater than when a person was blocked in the elevator. He has been bitten and caught several times, and he has been in the [bleeding] state, and his survival value has fallen down. It has reached 50. %the following.
At this moment, Feng Bujue, who was red-eyed, looked more like a monster than a monster. He waved the two short weapons on his hand, and fought against the blood wolf zombies whose power and speed were almost the same or even stronger than those of himself. It was extremely tragic, and his whole body was bathed in blood stains. The effect of garlic still exists, but it is very small. The strong **** smell almost covers everything. The smell of garlic can only make the monsters move slightly slower when they are very close to Feng Bujue.
Xiao Tan was also quite embarrassed over there. Although he barely blocked the first few monsters with Winchester, he rushed over dozens of them at once, and he could only take it and retreat. Despite this, he was still caught in a siege and had to take out the kitchen knife again and used the [Escape Quick Cut] for the second time.
Although this title technique is easy to use, it consumes 30% of the upper limit of physical energy each time. In other words, even if his physical energy is full, he can use it up to three times in a short time. What's more, Xiao Tan was not full of physical fitness when he entered the basketball hall. After using up twice, he fell into a state of extremely low physical fitness, and the feeling of loss of strength had begun to affect his actions.
At this moment, Feng Bujue was alone taking on more than 70% of the monster attacks, Xiao Tan only led away 30%, and from every intersection, monsters continued to flood in, an endless stream.
In the dark basketball arena, howling, clanging, gunfire, chopping meat, biting...caught together.
Feng Bujue and Wang Tanzhi’s flashlights have all fallen to the ground and been crushed by monsters. At this time, they don’t need any lighting equipment. They can fight by looking at the red eyes in the dark, even Random attacks will not fall into the empty space.
The number of those eyes... is too much, they are proclaiming a deep despair.
At this time, it was only seventy seconds before Dr. Ashford’s mutant died.
I don’t know when, under the influence of countless zombie films, people gradually believe that the setting of the zombies rampant in Resident Evil is a relatively simple world of horror. In fact, in the various end times that may come on earth , This is probably the most difficult one. For ordinary people, there is no "simple" world of horror, and any kind of extremely small danger can be fatal, let alone this tide of monster siege.
Two system prompts sounded almost simultaneously, announcing an unexpected and reasonable thing:
[Team member: Wushuang Admiral Pan Feng, has died. 】
[Team member: Thousands of people cut Huaxiong, dead. 】
"Teleport!" Feng Bujue yelled out this voice almost hoarsely. He knew Xiao Tan was still alive, but he probably wouldn't live for a few seconds. At this time, they had no reason to stay in the script. , Have to leave quickly.
"Understood!" Xiao Tan was pressed on the ground by five or six monsters. His left leg and right shoulder had been bitten and bleeding, but he did not forget to respond first before sending.
When he turned into white light and disappeared, he slightly illuminated an area of the stand. Feng Bujue knew that he had successfully teleported, and he was about to leave. At this time, something incredible happened to him.
The lights in the arena turned on, and the monsters suddenly stopped.
They stopped attacking and left Feng Bujue's side.
Feng Bujue was about half a second before he was ready to select a teleport in the menu. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden change, which made him brake quickly.
The blood wolf zombies set aside an area around it, forming a circle. On one side of the corpse circle, the monsters retreated to both sides, leaving a one-meter-wide passage.
A graceful figure came from there. She was wearing a tuxedo, trousers, bare feet, and a lot of blood stained on her body. The clothes on her cuffs, ribs, and trouser legs were all scratched, but through these openings, only a few wipes of dazzling white skin could be seen, and those scars had long since healed.
She walked up to Feng Bujue and stretched out her hand kindly, palms up, as if trying to help him up.
Feng Bujue also accepted her kindness and shook her hands to his feet. At this moment, he is very curious, what exactly does this AI want to do?
"You... are different from everyone else," she said.
Feng Bujue smiled and said, "Although I am a little more handsome than them, you have to point it out before they die or leave to make sense."
"They... didn't die, did they?" She ignored Feng Bujue's words and asked herself.
"Didn't you know it a long time ago?" Feng Bujue asked back.
"I know, but I want to hear someone from'you' and confirm it in person," she said.
"Yes, they are not dead, but their consciousness has returned to a certain dimension." Feng Bujue asked immediately: "What do you mean when you say I am different from other people?"
"You..." She stared at Feng Bujue, walked around him, and walked around: "You are similar to me, you are'incomplete'."
Feng Bujue's heart was stunned, and said: This AI can actually see that my shock value is abnormal?
"In your world, are you also a set of abnormal data?" she asked.
"Heh... be it." Feng Bujue smiled.
"Don't they know your anomaly?" she asked.
Feng Bujue seems to have understood the core of this question, he replied: "You want to ask, why my ‘abnormal’ data has not been erased?"
She nodded and continued to stare into Feng Bujue's eyes, waiting for the answer.
"Hmm..." Feng Bujue thought for a while: "In our world, an'abnormal' person like me can be accepted by others. I... As you said, for some reason And become'incomplete', but this is not my active choice, so I can get forgiveness, even sympathy, and help." He paused: "There are still some people whose actions are called'criminals'. These people The abnormality does not manifest in the physiology, but they take the initiative to "break the rules" and "endanger other individuals", these people will be punished, and the serious ones will be killed in the true sense."
"Is this how your world cleans up ‘garbage’?" she asked, "I was born as garbage and can be forgiven, but I choose to be garbage and be punished."
Feng Bujue gave a dry smile: "Although you sum it up like this... it sounds a bit harsh and one-sided, but it seems like this."
"Create your higher dimensional creatures, don't you come to interfere with you?" she asked again.
"Uh..." Feng Bujue was asked by her: "To be honest, we don't know if there are any higher dimensional creatures. Even if there are, we can't understand it at the moment. Maybe they don't want to interfere. We, perhaps they have already implanted'interference' in our thoughts, causing us to act according to their thoughts while being unable to guess its existence."
She may not be able to understand Feng Bujue's words, or it may just take time to digest them.
She was silent for a long time. The time had passed Feng Bujue's teleportation limit, but Feng Bujue was not sent away.
"Can you stop the system from passing me away?" he asked.
"I can extend this time." She replied: "I..." She paused: "A lot can be done..."
Feng Bujue understands that this derivative is already quite powerful~IndoMTL.com~ He tentatively asked: "Are you already a secondary derivative now?"
"Second-level derivatives..." She thoughtfully said: "Do you mean...they?" She actually laughed, showing her fangs: "No, this kind of battle is not enough. So that I can be the same as them."
When Feng Bujue heard this sentence, he could basically confirm that the information held by Pan Feng and Hua Xiong was also incomplete. It seems that the problem with this dream company is greatly reduced.
"I'm very happy." She said: "You are willing to listen to me and answer my questions, even though you have participated in the hunt for me."
"Your lord has a lot... As the saying goes, now and then, I am absolutely friendly now, no, I have betrayed from the human side..." Feng Bujue thought that the other party had forgotten to hunt down this Stubborn, when the other party mentioned it again, he was really worried that he would be trapped here and unable to go offline.
"Can I use the name you gave me?" she asked suddenly.
"X-23?" Feng Bujue asked, he was shocked: "Don't you have a name?"
"Of course not." She replied: "This name will not last too long, I will die." She said this in a straightforward tone, but it made people feel a bitter and helpless. "But I think I should have a name, the name can prove that I existed."
Feng Bujue was silent for a few seconds before sighing: "You are right, derivative twenty-three, at least I will remember that you existed."
Twenty-three tried to make a less scary, friendly smile: "Let’s end the conversation, I don’t think we will meet again, maybe when you log in to the game next time, I will have been cleared. She paused: "So, farewell, from another dimension, my friend... crazy."