binary dead train

Chapter 317 Unexpected expansion
"again?"

Turing caught the words in the other party's words, but Kejaka did not give an explanation.

"Can you tell me about 'Unlimited Gladiator'?"

The phantom limbs built a seat behind his back, and Turing sat safely in front of the opponent's eyes.

"Of course... no matter who you are, you can get everything you want through the Unlimited Gladiator... But for me, there is the glory, the supreme everything... the dome house!"

Dome?

"What's that place?"

"Consciousness transmission... struggling, evolution, and fighting..."

"The point of my longing, the end of glory..."

The other party's ambiguous answer made Turing ask repeatedly, but the content about "Unlimited Gladiator" seems to be limited to this.

"You look like a monster?"

Turing began to steer the conversation in other directions.

"I, Kejaka, am a noble king beast!"

A burst of dense exhaust vents discharged from the tip of the opponent's nose, emitting a strong fishy smell. The word "monster" seemed to offend Kejaka:

"Watch your words!!!"

The violent airflow blows Turing backwards, and it is like a tenth-level typhoon blowing in the train, raging for several seconds before gradually dissipating.

Touching the bangs that stood upright on the top of his head, Turing's expression gradually became serious, he opened his mouth, and thought about what he was about to say:
"How... can I become as strong as you?"

He didn't think that a gladiator monster on the other side would be an intellectual who would tell him the technological characteristics of the other side's world, so he chose a questioning angle that was closer to the other side's position.

The diamond-shaped pupils are locked on Turing's body, gradually shrinking:

"Fighting...endless fighting...in the face of powerful enemies...survive."

"Glorious creatures... just need to fight to be able to stand on top of the world..."

The strong wind raged again, and Kejaka's slightly cloudy eyes gradually brightened.

Turing's question seemed to bring back some memories in him, but this state soon ended.

But such an answer was not what Turing wanted.

At present, he needs to choose one of the worlds of Nelifin and Kejaka. As for the nuclear desert and metal wasteland, it does not arouse his interest.

The world of Kejaka obviously has a very complete biological cultivation system, otherwise it would not be able to support entertainment activities such as "Monster Arena".For the other party's reward, a broken knife, Turing is not greedy.

It's just that the length of the broken knife seems to be as big as one of Kejaka's teeth. Why is it "mysterious weapon that accompanies him in battle"?
Looking back at the big werewolf at the back of the carriage, Turing thought for a while, and had already made a decision in his heart.

And at this moment, a logic frame from the train jumped out in front of his eyes:
[Reminder: After accepting the entrustment from "Royal Evil Beast - Kejaka", the train will take you to the world of "Kjaka".If you die in the commission, the train will be responsible for the extradition of your soul program. 】

[Hint: Given that your current authority is: Passenger.Under the arrangement of the train, you will load a body that is most suitable for completing the commission. 】

In other words... I still can't use my body?
Turing's face darkened slightly.

To experience an unknown world without the use of your own body and with only one life is bad news.

"How do I use my own body?"

The logic box disappears before the eyes, and a new line of prompts appears:
[The permission group you need to obtain is: Ferryman]

"That means there is no choice for now..."

Looking at the palm of his hand, an orange arc flashed past.

"As for your entrusted target, Yassen Crow, what can you offer me?"

Kejaka opened his mouth wide and replied dully:

"A vile traitor, a fraud, a scum without honor..."

"He might still be in the ring."

That's all the final information, and Turing didn't give any more hope for the soul program of the dead.

Compared with the werewolves, in the world of Kejaka, knowledge is more alluring.A complete biological cultivation system may be able to be combined with the demon god system.

"I accept your commission."

"very good……"

Kejaka grinned.

"This weapon... will be handed over to you..."

Turing held the handle of the broken knife, which did not look like a handle, and a strong flow of information flashed through his mind.

【You have accepted a commission from a passenger. 】

[Do you want to start now? 】

"Do not."

[You have postponed this trip.The destination has been automatically set, and the train will go to the destination in 5 minutes. 】

In 5 minutes, after Turing tried his best to squeeze all the information that could be told from Kejaka, the train accelerated suddenly. The phantom limbs that had been fixed around him made Turing as stable as Mount Tai and did not fall. Finally, the train stopped gradually, and the door opened, reflecting a white light .

The phantom limb let go of the ground, and Turing glanced back at Kejaka, and the distant darkness behind the carriage, holding the broken knife in his hand, and walked quickly into the white light.

……

……

……

Cold, dark, beeping like a heart rate monitor.

Turing felt himself being squeezed into a slender flow tube, plunged into a pool of stagnant water without waves, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Dim, cool-colored lighting illuminates a slightly narrow space.

Between the nostrils came his heavy breathing.

Some instruments are being attached to him.

"Reminder: The prisoner number is 6202596621021. Your rest time will end in 3 minutes, please pay attention to the time."

prisoner?i'm in jail
Turing stood up suddenly, and there was a dull touch under his feet——

A cold metal floor.

This is not a hospital bed.

Hands and feet moved, rubbing against the ground, making a piercing sound.Turing spread his fingers and saw a pair of sharp claws.

He was stunned.

Sharp claws, bone plates, a body with a weird sense of touch, ears in a strange position, and an extremely weird visual experience.

Turing found that he had turned into a monster on all fours.

Wait, what's going on here?How could it directly enter the monster's body! ?

The momentary panic was suppressed in his heart, and Turing scanned the entire environment.

He was sealed in a room that was just big enough to hold his body. In front of him was a tightly closed iron fence, locked by a row of electronic locks with red indicator lights.

On his left is an electronic door with the same red indicator light, and below it is an advanced feeding trough, which is filled with pitch-black stones with strong reflections, making it look more like metal.

And on his right is an instrument integrated with holographic projection, a shackle of yellow light is mechanically connected to it, Turing clasps a mechanical cap jerky with his claws, lifts it gently, and the indicator light turns yellow to green , opened with a "clang clang", exposing the wires piercing the body inside, which are somewhat similar to the electrodes used in hospitals to detect the body.

And the holographic projection device on one side is projecting his current state:
[Prisoner number: 6202596621021
Theft

Alpha Synthetic Beast

Random Template: Hawker - Long-tailed Rodent.

Competitive performance: low.

Template evaluation: Poor rations. 】

　The outline is basically sorted out, and the chores have come to an end.Normal updates will resume tomorrow.

　
(End of this chapter)