The end of the world starts from the global copy

A large number of logistics robots led the way, and countless poor people followed slowly behind.

Silence is the keynote in the passage.

But soon, the tone was broken.

Humans are social animals.

The same language builds a bridge of communication.

There are always those who are curious about others, who will be the first to speak and say hello to the likes around them.

It's called... um, making friends, yes, it's making friends - a term that Wang Ziyi learned from the movie.

Wang Ziyi was one of the first people who started to "make friends".

After walking for about 3 minutes, Wang Ziyou looked to his side.

The man beside him was probably a few years older than him in terms of appearance. He was dressed in standard poor people's clothing, and his figure was slightly thin.

What attracted Wang Ziyi's attention the most was the look in this man's eyes—calm, deadly, seemingly uninterested in anything.

But this did not prevent Wang Ziyi from seeing this person's "home address".

right next to him.

"We're... neighbors."

Having not communicated with others for four years, Wang Ziyi's words stumbled a bit.

But the man still understood what he meant.

The man turned his head to look at Wang Ziyi, with an expressionless face, still no mood swings.

He just nodded, but Wang Ziyi did not see the essence of this person's unwillingness to communicate with others.

He said with a hearty smile.

"My name is Wang Ziyi, how about you?"

"Lu Ming."

……

Lu Ming didn't want to deal with the copy natives.

If it is in the normal dungeon, it is beneficial to deal with the dungeon natives - to collect intelligence, explore the world view, and you must ask for information.

But in this dungeon, Lu Ming has the information given by the world and Sargeras, and secondly, he has been stuck in the single-player ecological warehouse for many years. information.

but.

You can't stand that some people are too enthusiastic...have no eyesight.

"how old are you?"

"By the way, Lu Ming, I heard that once a man turns 25, Mr. Ma Yunteng will help arrange a spouse. Have you... participated in such activities?"

"Which TV station do you like the most? I like toilet stations, and the autism camp on it is interesting."

"By the way, I watched a popular science program some time ago, and said that now I don't need human participation in TV dramas, movies, and variety shows. Robots will direct, write screenwriters, and appear in programs throughout the whole process..."

"Alyssa... Penguin Award for Best Actress, I always thought she was a real person, but I didn't expect it to be a machine in human skin, do you mean it? To be honest, Alyssa is a My dream girl...you know."

Ask, what does it feel like to have a chatter around?

Irritability, feel noisy?

Lu Ming did not have these emotions.

Although Lu Ming was surrounded by trash talk for the next half hour, Lu Ming also found some treasures from the trash.

"The technology is so advanced that it doesn't require humans to do any work."

This is similar to the worldview of "Supporting Humanity".

"The class movement conference is held every ten years, and the mortality rate is not low, but as one of the few opportunities in the world to let loose, the poor are more enthusiastic about it."

This proves that the number of participants in this sports conference will not be too small...

One babbles, one thinks.

Soon, there were bursts of exclamations from the front.

It can be seen that the originally numb and slow flow of people in front suddenly accelerated, and a huge noise spread from a distance.

Lu Ming and Wang Ziyi also instantly understood what was happening in front of them.

The two spread their legs, chasing the flow of people and walking forward.

Soon, a glowing open door came into view.

Go through the gate.

warmth……

Gentle sunshine, sprinkled on the body.

The sky is blue.

Ahead is an endless wheat field.

Golden ears of rice rose and fell with the breeze, and white clouds shrouded the heads of everyone.

In the further direction, you can faintly see the white snow-capped mountains in the upper half, and the sound of rushing water can be faintly heard in the ears.

There should be a small river nearby.

Lu Ming could hear the sound of heavy breathing from Wang Ziyi, who was beside him.

He inhaled and exhaled greedily, feeling the smell of the air completely different from that in the single-person ecological warehouse.

For a moment, tears from the corners of his eyes flashed across Lu Ming's ears along with a murmur.

"This is the outside world."

Chapter 65 Main venue

Human beings do have a natural yearning for freedom.

It can be seen that these may be the "poor people" who have seen the outside world for the first time, one or two like crazy.

After a brief stupor, they wailed, screamed, and rushed into the distance like crazy.

They rolled in the wheat fields, frolicked, or greedily breathed the air, and some even fell to their knees and kissed the soil passionately.

Wang Ziyi also rushed out.

He fell to the ground with a bone, rolling around like a mad dog.

After a while, he got up and turned back to Lu Ming, grabbing Lu Ming's hand.

"Friend, come! Come with me and build a clay figurine together."

Clear smile, not very clean face, and pure, crystal clear eyes.

He was like a child seeing the outside world for the first time, and he was brimming with a brilliance called curiosity.

After thinking about it, Lu Ming nodded.

"it is good."

……

rare.

Those logistical bots didn't stop humans from playing around.

They are like cold steel, lined up on both sides of the exit, calmly watching the humans in their madness.

While building a clay figurine with Wang Ziyi, Lu Ming looked at the scenery outside.

The place where they came out was a big mountain, and the prison-like "single-person ecological warehouse concentration camp" was located in the middle of the mountain.

The surrounding natural scenery does not have too many traces of human defilement.

The air is fresh, the wind is sunny, the creeks and mountains reveal the original wild beauty.The tidy, tofu-like rice fields describe the overwhelming force of man versus nature.

The two are combined without being obtrusive or contrived.

"This is heaven!"

Wang Ziyi, who was sweating all over his body, stood up straight and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

And Lu Ming also stood up and looked to the southeast.

For a moment, a faint whisper came from Lu Ming's mouth.

"It's a paradise for the end-born."

"Your hell."

"What? Brother, what did you say?"

Wang Ziyi heard something vaguely, but he couldn't hear it clearly. He could only turn his head to look at Lu Ming, but saw that Lu Ming was looking towards the southeast. His calm eyes were faintly fading.

After a moment, Lu Ming retracted his gaze and shook his head.

"I said, it's time to go."

The sound fell, and the robots stationed at the exit in the distance made a sound.

"Everyone, please get in the car."

Suddenly there was a loud engine noise in the sky.

However, hundreds of sky buses flew from afar to the top of everyone's heads like dark clouds.

"Participants, please enter the sky bus as soon as possible, and the sky bus will take you to the main venue."

"It's not too late."

"Those who do not catch the sky bus will be regarded as automatically abstaining."

The poor who feel "good" will naturally want more.

In this world, one of the few channels for wanting more is to participate in the Class Leap Movement Conference.

Except for a few elderly people, more poor people rushed to the sky bus in a hurry, and with the help of the robot flight attendant of the sky bus, there was no stampede incident.

Until hundreds of sky buses carrying nearly 200 passengers were full, the bus engines roared, and quickly flew to the southeast.

……

The interior of the Skybus is spacious, but hardly bumpy.

The technological content of this thing is obviously much more than the real world.

However, the memory of the [Portable Scanner] in Lu Ming's hand was full, and the scanning function could no longer be used again. Otherwise, Lu Ming felt that the design drawings of this space bus should also be exchanged for some things from scholars and the security bureau. .

Miscellaneous things go through my mind.

Wang Ziyi's excited voice came from beside him.

His voice is very loud, and it seems that he has not recovered from seeing the outside world, but...

That's normal.

Lu Ming's calm expression was not normal.

This is okay.

Just now, Lu Ming had used the ghost sentry to check the participants who were in the same "concentration camp" as him.

There are no players in it.

And 10 minutes later, when the air bus group here merged with thousands of other air buses, Lu Ming probably understood something.

The fifty players who entered the venue were quite scattered initially.

This also reflects from the side that the number of participants in this class transition movement conference is quite large.

And the murderer Frank...

Hidden in this massive crowd.