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Duke walked in and saw Greg's face clearly.

"robot"

This sentence suddenly angered Greg, "I am not one of those robots that only repeat simple tasks. I am a citizen guard, handing these aliens who insult the mechanical race into the hands of law enforcement."

Duke said to himself: "Robots are much easier to handle, Bruce. The robot must have a chip, right?"

"Not necessarily. I studied the machine prisoners at Sapple. Their brains seem to be constructed to imitate the human brain. The machinery is quite sophisticated, almost like a work of art. However, their memory storage modules can still be read. Take it.”

Greg heard something, "Guard, there's an intruder here."

Duke took out his laser gun and shot through Greg's energy source. After losing his energy supply, the light in Greg's eyes disappeared and his body slumped on the chair.

The skin of this kind of robot was not reinforced, so Duke simply stretched out his hand and crushed his front skull protection, destroying the precise calculation circuit in his brain, and took out a fingernail-sized fingernail from his head. Black chip.

This is Greg's memory storage device.

Duke handed this thing to Bruce, "Remove."

They quickly put on the mechas, and the optical materials on the surface of the mechas came into play. At the same time, the modular combinations jumped out one by one. Now they looked like the most common labor robots in star ports.

This kind of robot can be seen almost everywhere in Zevar's territory, and the garbage dumps are filled with abandoned models of this kind of robot.

However, walking out against the crowd will definitely attract the attention of those people. Duke threw Greg's body down and jumped down. Below was the busy freight handling center. The four Dukes secretly interrupted a few The robot's energy was mixed into it.

The guards stormed into Greg's office with weapons in hand. Apart from a large hole in the window and a few debris on the ground, there were no other changes in the office.

The leader of the guard was a Zevar clan. He stuck his head out of the window and looked down. There was chaos a few hundred meters below. Dozens of robots that seemed to have been tampered with were destroying the port.

The guard jumped down from the window breach and destroyed several crazy robots in the air.

Duke and the others were not crazy robots. They followed the flow of people fleeing and walked out of the port. Due to the sudden chaos, the port's entry protection was also weakened, and all the guards rushed over to stop the crazy robots.

Duke looked around, but no one noticed him. He tampered with the programs of several robots around him. These robots launched attacks on the people around him, and Duke took the opportunity to bypass the identity detection machine and enter. inside the planet.

After entering, Duke took out the bracelet he had peeled off the victim's hand, read the citizen data in it, and replaced it with his own bracelet.

In the open square outside the star port, groups of aircraft landed here, and orderly law enforcers with weapons rushed into the star port.

Duke and the others met in the crowd on one side. At this time, they had already removed their mecha costumes and looked like just a few ordinary humanoid aliens.

Some law enforcement officers came over and began to identify the people who had escaped from the star port. Duke and the others already had the identities of the dead and injured, so they naturally passed the inspection.

After passing the inspection, the four Dukes entered the city.

"Our identity should be exposed soon. At this time, the law enforcement officers in the city will search for us. Drawing attention too early will make it more difficult for us to complete the task, so we must seize the time to find the ruler here. and important facility locations.”

Bayonne is a planet with a surface area that is not too small. It has a living area of ​​more than one billion square kilometers and is home to more than 100 billion Zevar citizens. In addition to these citizens, there are also non-Chinese people who far exceed the number of citizens. Citizens, finding a few supreme rulers and a few planet protection nodes that are only a few hundred square meters in size is like finding a needle in a haystack.

So Duke and the others must find a way on their own. The location of this hidden military facility is not something ordinary citizens can know. Since the robot just now is the person in charge of a star port, he should know something.

Even if you don't know, it's good to gain some understanding of this planet.

"Let's go to a safe place first."

The most indispensable thing in a trading city is criminal organizations. According to Duke's experience, the more prosperous the city, the greater the power of criminal organizations, so he walked towards the center of the city.

"Robot maintenance." Duke looked at the sign in front of him and walked in.

There was only one clerk inside, and Duke knocked him unconscious. "Bruce, find the instrument and read out Greg's memory."

Bruce rummaged through those machines, "I have never used any of these alien machines. It may take some time to get used to them, but I should know how to use them based on their appearance.

Oh, sorry. "

A cutting laser grazed Bob's face and hit the wall behind him, punching a hole in the wall. Fortunately, the protective layer on the outside of the wall wrapped the optical fiber, preventing the optical fiber from attracting the attention of people outside. Bob Bo rolled his eyes.

Bob found a robotic arm here and played online games, while the three Dukes were busy assembling the machine.

"Okay, that's it. It should be readable."

Duke said: "We only have one chance. If the chip is destroyed this time, we will need to risk it again to catch a machine official."

Bob said: "I have already seen the news about this incident during the day. It was said that the robot in the star port had a program glitch and killed the machine officer. They have attributed this incident to an accident. .”

“The administrative efficiency is very high, but it is precisely because of this that I need to be more careful, which means that secretly their raids will be more stringent than those in regimes with low administrative efficiency.

Roger, start reading. "

Rogier turned the handle in his hand, and a picture appeared on the screen. Bruce breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that the machine they temporarily assembled could be used, hoping to get some useful information.

Greg's memory begins in the factory, where he was assembled to serve as a butler for a wealthy family. After several generations of the family changed, the Robot Citizenship Act was promulgated, allowing him to gain an independent identity.

However, he still did not leave the family. After several generations of masters, he also gained ideas through repeated updates. After that, he was arranged by his master to work in the star port.

"Check his owner."

A gloomy-looking Zevarian appeared on the screen, and Greg was half-kneeling under his high-backed chair, listening to him.

"Greg Cliff."

No, the chip was burned out, but Duke had already obtained enough information.

"It took no effort to get it."