Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

This is not the point. The point is that all new generations have an unimaginable affinity for the soul core.

As long as you bring the soul core, you can almost establish a dynamic connection with Chen Ze, who is in control of the overall situation at the base camp, and become the latter's eyes and arms.

To put it simply, with these "satellites", Chen Ze, who is sitting on the "Star Destroyer Cannon", can hit almost wherever he wants.

After several rounds of bombing and plowing down, only a small amount of Guangxue was used to drive away all the nearby lotus monsters by decapitation.

The leader looked at this scene with relief, but then turned heavy when the bright light swept across the empty cabin on the rocket.

The nearly 50,000 robots that almost crowded the shelter at the time of departure now only have over 20,000 robots left.

The cabin inside the arrow is already mostly empty.

Unknowingly, the scale appeared in front of me again.

The darkness that had just been defeated returned to its indistinct appearance, as if it could swallow up the light together with the sight.

The weight on the other side of the scale is the sacrificed tribesmen.

The dead souls of our compatriots have not disappeared, but have turned into weights to weigh on the scales, competing against the ever-growing boundless darkness, trying to maintain a fragile balance.

The more weights there are, the fewer survivors there are.

So the darkness became heavier and silent, waiting for the final moment to come.

The leader once again fell into a feeling of loss and depression. It always felt like it had overlooked something.

Rang~

The falling mechanical arm woke it up.

Repair completed?
The leader looked doubtfully at the compatriots standing beside the machine tool with their heads downcast.

wrong.

The leader restarted the sensors several times in turn, but still could not eliminate the illusion he saw in front of him - the foam-like illusory humanoid shapes spilled out of the metal bodies of his compatriots, as if the souls trapped in the armor were about to break free.

The base camp started to get noisy.

The leader looked back and saw a large number of illusions scattered among his compatriots.

These robots, whose bodies overflowed with souls, were stunned at first and did not respond no matter how they shouted, but as time went by, they would attack their compatriots one after another.

"Return! Return!" they shouted slogans to push their compatriots out of the protective mask,
"What you are doing makes no sense!"

"It makes no sense! The end! The end has come!"

"Come back with us!".
The leader struggled to stand up and maintain order, but saw that 3333 and other new generations were already giving orders to kill without mercy.

The leader held the mechanical claw tightly, and the light shivered violently, and the machine body was knocked banging.

But he never stood up to stop the massacre.

When the dust settled, the remaining number dropped to 20,000.

Less than half of what it was when we set out.

This also made the leader start to think about the significance of leading people to break through for the first time.

Even when the new generation such as 3333, which had massacred their elders with its own hands, stood in front of the leader, it could not say any words of comfort.

Children are children after all.

The leader remained silent until a piece of bare bones overflowed from the bottom and fell onto the fuselage.

Guangxue is almost in place.

The leader's light regained focus.

"You did nothing wrong." It finally said,

"We can't stay."

"The ocean of light and snow will swallow us all up."

"You just made a decision with less loss. Everything is to escape from here."

The new generation didn't say anything after hearing this. They just walked back to the crowd with lighter steps.

The leader was able to cheer up and convince himself to continue leading his compatriots to break out of the cage.

The light and snow chasing after them at that moment was indeed a reminder, but it was also the only painkiller at the moment. It could make those who survived forget their pain for the time being, so that they could continue to pursue that illusory goal.

"Escape from this prison."

The leader whispered to himself, then straightened his body and sailed towards the tribesmen who were waiting for him.

In order to reduce the waiting time on the next level, Chen Ze deliberately waited until Guangyang almost covered half of the rocket before igniting it and taking off.

Thanks to the significant reduction in the number of passengers, the lower half of the rocket body has almost become airspace. No matter how much Koyo soaks it, there will be no casualties.

Rumble, rumble!

The rocket shot through the sky.

Seventeenth floor.

The rocket tip had just broken through the crystal wall from the ground. Chen Ze, sensing something was wrong, immediately slowed down.

"Turn off the engine!" he shouted the order.

Turn off the engine?

The robots quickly realized that the power of the rocket body was not controlled by them, but in order to cope with the coming bitter cold on the next level, many passengers turned on their heating devices in advance.

But no one could have imagined that with just one layer of separation, the test they had to face would no longer be severe cold.

But the heat.

Woo ho ho ho ho ho——

The sky was filled with scorching hail and fire, and from time to time, waves of flames poured over the smoky red-hot lava like a tidal wave, causing volcanic swellings like diseased sores to erupt.

Boom! Boom!
The earth here is like a soldering iron, and the sky is like exploding flames. The boundary between heaven and earth is not clear, because everything is burning and fire flows everywhere.

This is a world of fire.

The rocket carrying the last survivors broke in unexpectedly.

Robots are robots after all.

Just give a command and turn off the sensing module as needed to block the pungent sulfur smell and accompanying poisonous gas.

Turning on the vision-enhancing component again, one can slightly discern the environment in this red world where the air is burning and distorted.

That is to say, the sharply rising temperature is difficult to isolate, but it will not cause the robots' alloy shells to denature or melt.

Whirring whirring--

A hospitable foehn wind blew in the face. It seemed to have no power, but it made the protective light shield sway.

Huhhhhhhhhh——

The strong wind continued, gradually swelling into a rich blazing flame, and then turned into a giant hand to hold it straight. Chen Ze has quick eyes and quick hands, summoning a large stream of light and snow to greet him.

Rumble, rumble, rumble.
Red flames surged.

But the scattered flames turned into ferocious-looking imps, each one like a leech, clinging to the light mask to eat.

But Chen Zezheng was struggling with the unrelenting giant hand and the giant flame spirit that manifested, and he was unable to do anything at all.

Thug, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck.
So the robot army immediately went out to meet the enemy.

In order not to damage the mask itself, they had no choice but to drive to the outside of the mask and drive away the evil ghosts against the high temperature that melted the armor.

Sizzle.
The ghost soldiers burning with poisonous fire were defeated by the particle cannon, and then turned into the light snow body that was almost burned to ashes, as if a heavy goose feather snow had fallen in this scorching world.

It's a pity that no one has time to appreciate this strange scenery.

The surrounding flames swept over like crazy, and soon came to life, turning into evil ghosts with all kinds of strange features.

They were covered with fiery hair, holding long fork-tipped knives with deformed limbs, and charged towards the base camp with a crackle.

Under the command of the leader and a group of new generations, the robots united into a circle of iron barrels to bury all the attackers airtight.

But soon, these strange-looking ghost soldiers started playing tricks, each with their mouths wide open and drooling.

This saliva was black and turbid, and burned to the extreme when it encountered fire. It was swung into thousands of black ropes by countless evil spirits, and was thrown like fishing nets.

Huhuhu~bang!
Once the unlucky ones come into contact, they will be dragged down by the sudden explosion of fireworks, and then the sudden rise in temperature will cause the body to be overloaded and shocked, and they can only be dragged back by the "rope net" and succumb to the gnawing of thousands of evil spirits. Being bitten.

Bang! Bang! Bang.
The front is in jeopardy.

"Get out of the way!" 43 and 99 led many aborigines to the front,
"Get on top of them all!"

As a result, the outside was blocked by the larger Autobots and other aborigines. Every time it was caught in the fire net, it would freeze in place like a rock and drag back the evil ghost operating the net.

When the Autobots were finally burned to ashes, the ghost soldiers who weaved the fire web were also slaughtered.

No robot, victim or survivor, expressed any objection to this.

Along the way, too many sacrifices have made them completely numb. They can only feel the slightest touch in the trembling caused by the recoil when the light cannon is fired.

But for the sake of the deceased, they must abandon any emotion.

Not for individuals, models, or factions, but for the future of all robots, achieve the goal at all costs.

The Autobots were wiped out, but their legacy was undoubtedly passed on.

The slightly smaller cupboard machines immediately stepped forward.

After several rounds of back and forth, the robot circle shrank by half, and the besieging evil spirits turned into broken limbs all over the ground.

But soon, the lava-like ground began to undulate and gradually soften into liquid magma, which mixed with the remaining bones and flesh on the ground into a messy pot of boiling water soup.

"Hey hey hey hey hey." The horned devil who was close to the side picked up a mouthful with a big bone spoon. Before he could smell it, the remaining ones were licked clean like hungry wolves snatching food.

"Hehehehe." As if the taste was not enough, the ghost soldiers suddenly stopped laughing evilly, jumped into it one by one, and started to make dumplings for themselves.

Later, there were so many evil ghosts that they couldn't squeeze in for a while, so they simply pulled out lava rocks and twisted them into sharp sticks, or they took apart their companions and ground them into long forks and short thorns, and stabbed them forward.

They went in and out to form a big string, and while struggling, they scratched each other's skin and flesh, and the bones were turned out.

Seeing this scene, the evil ghosts' eyes were so proud that their eyes popped open. They lifted these similar creatures high on their tiptoes and poked them to the ceiling for dipping.

So the rolling lava above the head was mixed with copper, water, and boiling iron and then poured over it, frying the evil ghost skewers from the inside out until the bones were crispy and the skin and flesh were soft.

Even the giant flame spirit who was wrestling with Chen Ze couldn't help but turn around, reached out and grabbed a handful of skewers, and couldn't wait to stuff them into his mouth.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.
Yan Ling looked like an illusory soul, but he chewed the bones until the bones were everywhere, and he didn't know where all the flesh and skin he swallowed went.

"Hehehehehehe." The huge Yanling smiled like a ghostly ghost baby. He even leaned down and handed a handful of meat skewers to Chen Ze. He grinned in a circle, as if he was bragging,
"Okay! That's what it tastes like!"

Boom, boom, boom!
Chen Ze responded with a blast of light snow.

This time, he didn't spare any effort and blasted the unsuspecting Yanling to pieces. It rolled in the air and was dismembered. All its internal organs fell into the soup pot.

The evil ghost soldiers were so happy that it was like New Year's Day. They were busy slicing each other into pieces, chopping each other into pieces, using the red ones as toppings, the white ones as minced meat, the fatty ones as soup base, and the soft and tender ones to eat.
Frying, frying, bursting, smoking, boiling, stir-frying, braising, mixing, freezing, stewing, roasting, stewing, boiling, blanching, roasting, roasting, roasting, stir-frying and boiling are all available.

Everywhere you look, you can see people eating everywhere and competing for food. The diners and the ingredients are indistinguishable from each other.

It's like an immersive picture of evil ghosts.

Among them, the Rocket Base Camp, which is also covered by the golden light, seems out of place.

"Eleven thousand and thirty-two." The leader no longer needed to count how many people had been lost.

After all, the remaining people can be swept away at a glance.

At the same time, its hallucinations became more and more serious, and its deceased tribesmen kept appearing around it, and on several occasions it even regarded those vicious ghost soldiers as compatriots.

Only the imaginary scale became clearer and clearer, and the details became more and more detailed.

It could even see clearly the words engraved on it, but it couldn't figure out the meaning.

But what it cares more about is the two ends of the scale, the thicker darkness and the increasingly dense clansmen.

The leader once again saw clearly that all the dead compatriots were weights placed on the scale to fight against the approaching and heavy darkness.

But now, it looked at the gradually sparse battle formation around it.

How many weights are left?
"Everyone is at your position!" Chen Ze's grand message suddenly spread throughout the place.

The robots looked back in astonishment. It was clear that the light snow at the bottom had not yet spread up, so why...
"Everyone is on your place!" Chen Ze repeated again.

The robots had no choice but to follow the instructions and returned to the cabin together, and quickly understood Chen Ze's intention.

Shadows appear in the indistinguishable shades of red all around, and then the ground rises and the dome descends.

The mountain has no edges, the sky and the earth merge together, and all the big ghosts and little ghosts in it are ground into real slag, mixed in the messy lava, and rush towards the only foreign object here - Rocket Base Camp.

The entire space seemed to have come alive, and it was necessary to completely digest the foreign matter that invaded the intestines and abdomen.

Can't wait any longer.

Chen Ze immediately gathered the remaining light snow, turned it all into a spiral spire and rising power, and was about to forcibly ignite it into the air.

However, the power to transform in a hurry is limited, and coupled with the continuous impact of blood, mud and flesh from all around, the rocket staggered just after it jumped a certain distance, and could only struggle to maintain the upward trend.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the rocket's fall will be a foregone conclusion soon.

In despair, a robot jumped from the edge of the platform.

Then, without waiting for the soft rope shot by his companion to chase him, he exploded at the bottom of the arrow body.

Bang, rumble.
They are using their bodies to help the rocket lift off.

It's a pity that this impact is almost a drop in the bucket.

However, the fragments that fell into the bottomless abyss seemed to cause some waves.

In just a moment, the warm light that the robots had been waiting for for a long time lit up deep in the ground.

The vast ocean of light snow, which was still far away from filling the upper layer, seemed to come to life, creating towering waves. Each wave was higher and faster than the last, and soon it passed through the pothole. He went to the seventeenth floor, chased him into the air, and slapped Rocket on the butt. (End of chapter)