binary dead train

Chapter 302 Black Dream
A moment later, a group of silver nano-worms and a hooded builder with a "demon weapon" stood on the ruins.

"Shahu, what are you doing?"

White Moth looked at the exposed prototype nano-worms around Shahu.

"The gray fox is too troublesome, and the means of mimicry can't kill the opponent." Shahu said with a sullen face, making the surrounding nano-worms re-imitate into "demon weapons".

"The nanites here told me that Kahn Wilson's guards are not dead, and Kahn Wilson is not dead either." White Moth turned to look in the direction Kang Hammer left, "They ran away, you underestimated the enemy."

"It's impossible, Kang hammer can't survive the attack of nanoworms..." "But he really didn't die."

The white moth said, the silver light flowed through the visor, and the nano-communicator beside the ear flashed at high speed: "I let another team of 'termites' pass by."

"It's because you came too late." Shahu snorted unwillingly, "If you came earlier..."

"Lin Huai ran away, the 'termites' had an abnormal command, and the other secondary targets have basically been caught, and you are the only one who has a problem." White Moth's icy visor faced Shahu, "There is also a little blond girl The people who massacred us near the main venue, Wu Huanyu wanted to use us, and they are still watching. The girl and Lin Huai were the only executioners, but it was enough to cause the main venue to lose order, and the wingless beetles were chasing Lin Huai. Now it's up to you to go back and take over the main venue. As for the Wilson company..."

At this time, the indicator light of the communicator on the left side of his head suddenly turned bright yellow, and the cold human voice fell silent.

"Why should I take over the venue now? We agreed at the beginning that this is not the case. For me, the Wilson matter..."

"Shut up!" White Moth's voice suddenly rose, "The gray fox is not dead yet, the nanites on him are giving me feedback!"

"what?"

Shahu was startled suddenly.

boom! ! ! !

A huge sharp claw overturned the ruins, soaring into the sky, smashing the sand lake into a piece of silvery sand on the spot, and the core of the incubator burst instantly!

All the "demon weapons" and the white moth retreated silently, watching the ruins in front of them dance around the sky as if being blown away by a spherical storm, accompanied by a huge body slowly standing upright, the body of the white moth froze instantly.

"You are... Thousand Faces?!"

How could the thousand-faced deity appear here! ?
"die!!!!"

The twisted and oscillating roar made all the constructors retreat inch by inch, and when the clenched claws and fists hit the white moth's body, a ring-shaped white air wave exploded instantly!
Snapped! ! !
The latter disintegrated into thousands of silver sands on the spot, flying away in all directions, the core of the incubator was covered with cracks on the spot, and the spherical air wave bursting out with huge force collapsed the nano bugs within ten meters into silver tides!

Haunted by Ghosts II opened a pair of scarlet eyes, a rapid mechanical card and glanced at the surviving nano-worms, slowly stood upright, the roots of the raised silver giant claws shortened and retracted, and issued a metal snap. Crisp sound.

The original color of unpainted glossy silver, compounded with the mottled pipeline extending from the organ of the demon god between the living flesh and the outer armor.The unexpanded ghost horns fit snugly on the top of the head, protruding from the small hard surface cut.The once red one-eyed has also been composed of multiple sensory eyepieces, and is in a binocular structure under normal conditions.

Compared with the prototype machine, this brand-new ghost-ridden normal has a stronger sense of industry, and its integration and armor arc are more in line with the dynamics and the human body.

A shattered incubator core jingled and bounced on the ground, and the silver quicksand quickly gathered into the body of the white moth, looking in amazement at the body that was several meters high surrounded by ghosts:
"You are... Gray Fox? Thousand Faces? Such valuable information..."

His communication indicator flickered at high speed, trying to upload data, but his body was instantly pressed against the wall by an invisible wall of air, deeply embedded in it, and the nanostructures that made up the body surface cracked inch by inch, revealing the mimicry below. metal skeleton and nanoworm circuits.

ka ka ka-

The active flesh and blood twisted, the repulsive armor turned up densely, and the ground turned up layers of fragments in an instant, and violently pushed out with the haunted ghosts as the center, crushing all the materials within tens of meters like a wave——

All the nano bugs who rushed up flew out at a faster speed, and were imprinted on the wall and the ground by the invisible air wall, and they were still crushing them with all their strength, and finally let out a scream and exploded one after another. open!

"you……"

The white moth was imprinted on the wall with difficulty, and as the heavy footsteps of the ghosts entangled approached, the nano-steel structure also began to collapse, and it was completely crushed into the wall behind it with a crackling sound, and then another side, down On one side... the sound of the rumble of the building wall was heard endlessly, until a thick blood-red steel lock shot out and pierced his body.

A long tail flame erupted from the upturned armor, and with the closed steel lock and the loud noise of the ground cracking, the two sides approached at high speed, the violent repulsion and strong pulling force tore the white moth out of the silver sand tide erupting in two directions, The mimetic body was mottled due to the out-of-control escape of the nanoworms at high speed, screaming and hissing in mid-air, and finally pulled into the giant claws by the steel lock with a bang as the repulsive force subsided.

The flesh and blood twisted, the steel bones turned up, and clusters of flesh and metal rotated and deformed on the arm, turning into a plasma compound cannon that was shot at close range and slammed into the white moth in the giant claws. The blue arc light and electricity The explosion of the pulp completely tore it apart!

Dang-

An incubator core flickering with electric arcs jingled and bounced on the ground, and was lightly stepped on by an anti-joint mechanical foot, and a puff of black smoke spewed out from the gap on the bottom of the foot.

The sharp claws spread out, and fine silver quicksand poured from it, except for the messy ruins around and the neat spherical traces caused by something unknown, there was no living thing.

bang...

Ten thousand ghosts suddenly half-kneeled on the ground, the bright red flesh and blood under the armor gap stretched and undulated like a living thing, and stood up staggeringly as if panting heavily, with heavy steps, some staggered into a in ruins.Layers of armor on the back were opened, and Turing barely pulled himself out of it, struggling to push away the collapsed building debris above the haunted body of ghosts, and the core processor located in the back of the head flashed densely with electric light, bursting into brilliant light The slag turned into a burnt paste.

The core processor exploded.

The core processor loads Turing's thinking, and at the same time, a large number of calculations must be invested in the silicon-based fission of the phantom limbs, so as to fight against the terrifying erosion of nanoworms.And to control this armor, which is more powerful than the prototype, also requires a core processor to control the active ring integrated in the phantom limb.

Thinking load, controlling armor, calculating silicon ground state fission... a large amount of load made the core processor completely overwhelmed and exploded.

To make matters worse, a large area of ​​the phantom limb was eaten, and almost all the modules including the amplitude propagator and the brainwave hacking synapse were completely damaged, and the active ring would not be spared soon. The active ring was stuck inside after it collapsed.

Turing poorly touched the back of his head tremblingly, his hands were hot.A lot of cold sweat soaked his clothes, and the phantom limbs behind him had completely disappeared. Under the torn clothes on his back was a rotting phantom limb structure, and the nanoworms had penetrated into his body.

Glancing at the haunted ghosts looming in the dim light of the ruins around him, Turing stood up unsteadily, leaning against the wall and sat down.

"The last solution...disguise as an ordinary person, find Jiuke, sneak out of the scene as quickly as possible, use conventional communication methods to get Yuyu who has World Tree authority to pick me up, and return to the nest laboratory to rely on World Tree Get rid of the nanites."

But to implement this plan, it can be said that there are many difficulties in his current state.Not to mention that the phantom limbs cannot be used, and the nanites in his body will also reveal their position. Fortunately, he completely wiped out the white moth and Shahu's team and stopped the white moth from sending signals in time, even though the people in the hive can detect him nanites, also unable to confirm his identity.

"If you are haunted by ghosts... you can only stay here for now."

Once the control of the world tree is restored, the ghost haunting can be recovered quickly.

Turing stood up staggeringly, reached out and grabbed the almost useless core processor on the back of his head, trying to pull it off, but the burnt black ash and a slight loss of strength made his hand slip, Almost fell to the ground.

Covering the core processor with his hand again, Turing yanked it suddenly.

zizi...

An electric arc flashed across the back of the head, and the core processor was completely disconnected from the back of the head with a "snap", and was thrown to the ground by Turing.

His thinking was completely stagnant, inexplicable emotions surged into his heart, and a palpitation throbbed in his chest. At this moment, he almost completely became a mortal.

But he sensed something different.

In his body, something that had been lost is re-secreting, and his rationality is stagnant, but the other side seems to be returning to his body, some indescribable colors are filling his eyes, and he is returning to the eyes of ordinary people. Brain pounding together—

mood.

Fear and a touch of despair made him have strong palpitations, as well as a tight scalp and trembling fingers. At this moment, Turing realized that the core processor had made him lose the most important thing as a human being.

"Maybe, this is the only good news right now."

Turing left the ruins slowly, found a kinetic pistol next to a corpse, and walked cautiously among the ruins. The scene in front of him seemed familiar. A familiar broken mask lay quietly on the ground, and the center belonged to the sensory eyepiece The red light has long been extinguished.

Taking a deep look at the gray fox mask in the ruins, Turing left quickly.

He has no more time to waste, as long as an hour, and as little as three or ten minutes, the phantom limb will completely disappear from his body, and he must escape here quickly.

Returning to the wider main exhibition, the main venue that was crowded with people before was only left in a mess, full of bullet holes and scorched marks everywhere, and a large number of high-tech electronic instruments that could not be removed collapsed everywhere with flashes of lightning. A blurry state of horizontal bars appeared on the huge display screens.

Gunshots of all sizes kept coming from all directions, some even in the main venue, which made him move forward more cautiously, and groped to the side of a large booth.

There is still a long distance from the center of the main booth, surrounded by corpses in different clothes. Turing turned over one of them and found that it was a member of the public opinion group.

"What should have happened in the main venue, resulting in the death of members of the public opinion group who did not pose any threat... What the hell is Section Nine doing..."

He frowned slightly and glanced around.

"I don't know how Kahn is doing now."

The return of emotions made his thinking return to sensibility, which made Turing instinctively think about the situation of the green hair, but now he has no time to care about other people in his state.

Turning over a corpse again, Turing was stunned.

【Public opinion group-Yezhou University】

【Yan Feng】

This is the body of a Ye State University student.

As if thinking of something, Turing tried his best to uncover more corpses with his bare hands, and finally found an old professor lying on the ground in a corner, with blood dripping from his back full of bullet holes.Under him was a female student with wide-eyed eyes. Even though she was tightly protected by the other party, her chest and abdomen corresponded to the bullet holes behind the old professor, and she had been dead for a long time.

He recognized that these were the two people he had talked to in the public opinion group before.

Turing's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he barely sat down against the wall of the booth next to him.

"Whether it's a terrorist attack or a war, the biggest victims are ordinary civilians... They came here with a vision of a new world, and they should have enjoyed a better future."

A touch of pity and sadness emerged in my heart at the right time, as well as long-lost anger.

Turing helped the old professor and the female student close their eyes, took off the suit made by Kahn, put on the clothes of the student named Yan Feng, and put the ID code on the other party's plastic ID card with metal The thing was worn off and twisted, and it was pinned to the chest again.

After finishing all this, Turing took a deep look at the corpse on the ground, and walked towards the guard station of Nine Branches.

Simple identity forgery is enough to deal with in a chaotic environment, now he needs to find someone from Section Nine to get him out of the exhibition.

After only taking one step, Turing stopped suddenly, tightly gripping the handle of the kinetic pistol.

Not far in front of him, a "demon weapon" was standing quietly in front of it, with a wave of silver sand rippling on its surface.

Nanami people.

　I'm very tired today, that's all for this chapter.

Because I suffer from severe insomnia and lack of sleep, trembling and heart palpitations are a common occurrence, but it was more serious tonight. Although I really wanted to make this climactic scene more complicated, I was really powerless.

Sorry everyone, please remind me in time if there is a text problem.

　
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