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Late at night, I followed Preston on the car home. The house was as peaceful as ever.

The boy is watching the brainwashing video, and the girl has returned to the room to rest.

Seeing his father come back, the boy just gave him a cold look and stopped talking. Preston, who was standing at the door, looked at his son, his eyes flashing with hesitation.

Inexplicable emotions flowed through his chest, making him think about what he should do to his son at this time.

But suppressing his emotions for a long time made him forget what it was, so he could only leave quickly and rush back to the bedroom with some boredom.

Returning to this room where everyone had their own concerns, Zhang Lin leaned the sickle against the wall as if he was familiar with it, sat down on the sofa and crossed his legs.

Today, I finally saw a real gunfighting drill with Preston. The movements are not pretty, but the guns are really fast and deadly when used.

Every action has been strictly calculated and turned into a mechanical waving of the gun, so you can shoot directly without aiming.

Looking at the group of preparatory priests being trained, Zhang Lin finally understood why Preston could become the highest-level and most respected ace priest.

Just like real martial arts training, practice is just practice, and no one will wait for you to follow the drill steps on the ever-changing battlefield.

Actual combat requires the warriors themselves to optimize the combination of actions based on the actual situation.

Preston has fully utilized the power of gun fighting to the extreme, and can combine fighting movements at will at any time to meet shooting needs.

A more intuitive feeling is that ordinary priests standing in the crowd and using gun fighting skills can send every bullet into the enemy's body without wasting it, but they may also be hit by bullets.

Preston, on the other hand, can kill several people with one bullet while standing still without being harmed by any stray bullets or even explosions.

This is the difference!

Back home, Preston's mental state was getting worse.

The injection was always in his pocket, but he did not inject it. He took off his rigid priest's robe and put the gun back in the room.

Stepping into the bathroom, hot water slapped on my face, and the fluctuating faces kept appearing in my mind.

The horrified faces of those who were killed by him, the love when his wife was taken away, the determination when her partner died, and the woman today, whose eyes were full of fear but still determined.

"Do you still look like a human being?"

What the woman said during the interrogation flashed through his mind, as if a stone was pressing on his chest, making him very uncomfortable.

Zhang Lin sneaked into the room, where his little daughter was resting on the bed.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and it looked like she was not asleep.

Somehow, Zhang Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe it was because the person who saw him died suddenly in the morning, he was a little worried that this little girl would also die soon.

Suddenly, the little girl's eyes opened from the darkness, and when she saw him standing in the room holding a sickle, instead of being afraid, she was very excited.

"It's you?"

Putting the sickle aside, Zhang Lin opened his hood and squatted down.

"Why are you not afraid of me?"

"Why be afraid?"

Um... Indeed, there is a gap in education in this city. Except for necessary brainwashing and literacy education, all other knowledge is prohibited.

No one knows about the God of Death, let alone myths and legends. If you are ignorant, how can you be afraid?

......

"Are you really a future soldier?"

A group of people wearing shabby clothes sat in a circle in the ruined city. Xiaoyu nodded proudly while eating.

"Of course, Miss T never lies!"

The bearded leader glanced at the mechanical armor parked aside, his eyes fluctuating violently.

But compared to the machine, the most eye-catching thing was the clothes on Xiaoyu that were more gorgeous than their counterparts. Oh my god, these clothes were like a product of God. The bright colors made the whole world seem to become cheerful.

Under the gaze of pairs of blazing eyes, Xiaoyu unnaturally pulled the collar of her orange-red sweatshirt.

Although it feels good to be favored by a group of people, why do I feel like they always want to take off my clothes?

"Are we successful in the future? People are no longer oppressed and can buy the clothes, toys and books they like?"

Xiaoyu, who was eating heavily and taking a sip of mushroom soup, casually responded: "Of course, it is a free world. Everyone can buy what they like, and they will not be arrested for reading."

Although I don't like reading, taking risks is more exciting, Xiaoyu complained secretly in her heart.

"Can you tell us what the future will be like?"

Someone asked another question, but she could only respond loudly. She got a little annoyed and directly called the armor to come over.

A group of people were frightened to see that the unmanned armor could move and raised their weapons.

Fortunately, their leader was more restrained and allowed him to put down his weapon.

Xiaoyu stood up and patted the steel armor that shone brighter than her own: "If you have any questions, you can ask her. I'm tired. Can you take me to rest?"

Looking at the steel armor, everyone was a little scared. The bearded man waved and called a woman with a red scarf around her neck to take her to rest.

After Xiaoyu left, everyone picked up their weapons and carefully looked at the steel armor in the middle.

They only knew from books that in the distant past, people would use iron armor when fighting with cold weapons, and they had also thought about arming themselves with iron armor.

Although it can resist small-caliber bullets, it is too bulky and can only be beaten passively after being put on. It can be easily dismantled when being focused on.

It's really hard to imagine that that little girl can fly in the sky wearing iron armor?

"Hi, hello, I am the intelligent interactive assistant Maya . Nice to meet you."

The armor suddenly spoke, and a group of people were startled.

Later, it was discovered that the steel armor did not make any dangerous moves, and then it gradually became quiet.

The bearded man was obviously the leader of their group. He suppressed his nervousness and walked forward slowly: "Hello, may I ask where you are and why you can speak through the armor?"

"I'm right here, the entire armor is my body, and my 'life' comes from the code..."

One night passed, and another day.

Flying in the air, Zhang Lin frowned as he looked at Preston standing in the crowd.

Early this morning, the system mission changed, and a digital countdown appeared in his mind. The plane was about to be shaken. He had to complete the mission within 72 hours and be destroyed or reborn.

He didn't know what the so-called plane vibration was, but it didn't stop him from letting him know that he didn't have much time.

According to the description of the movie in my memory, it would take at least half a month for Preston to completely make up his mind to complete the redemption, and he couldn't afford to wait.

After taking a deep look at the movie protagonist mixed in the crowd, Zhang Lin turned around and left.

Preston, who was mixed in the crowd, just took advantage of the crowd and trampled today's potion into crumbs, and couldn't help but shudder.

My vest felt cold, but I felt very comfortable mentally, as if the haze that had been hanging over my head had dissipated.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, maybe this is the decision I really want, I... like the state of feeling!

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