New Show Time

"I will always love Riveria."

"It doesn't matter if it's a system, but if the Turing system has emotions, it will be cultivated in your body. Your personality will also be affected by it, so the possibility of you liking men will still exist in the future. If you transplant it now, Not only can I transplant those feelings, but I can compile them."

"Then let's remove it quickly!" Weston's face darkened.

"Understood!" Meteora's small mouth curled up in a triumphant arc.

……

A month later.

After dissatisfaction with the headquarters due to the interference of some commands initiated by various places in the 'Base System AI Collapse Incident', a new 'Turing System', with the help of the creator Meteora & Commander, began to put the system Upload to bases around the world.

Eastern Combat Base.

Early in the morning Weston came out of his room, yawned, and came to the mess hall.

"Commander~ good morning."

"Good morning to you too."

After the silver-haired girl in the cafeteria added an extra organic potato, Weston sat down to eat alone with a sullen face.There is a 304 that is dirty playing outside and a 303 on his head.

"Could you please come down? I'm going to eat."

304 showed a proud expression of unknown meaning, and took out a piece of bread from his pocket.

"Give this to me! 304, I'm tired of eating mashed potatoes." Weston's eyes lit up, and without waiting for 304's protest, Weston took a bite.

In an instant, 304's eyes were filled with mist.

"Wow--!"

Cries of wailing immediately resounded throughout the cafeteria, and the artificial people around cast a clear look. They were also envious of that piece of bread, and the human food mashed potatoes were compared to the screws on their plates.The bread is equivalent to the components inside the black box.It is said that a team member named 2B has evolved to the point where he can take risks alone. They think that it may have mutated and upgraded after eating the black box parts.

Bread is also really rare...

"It's terrible." Altair, who was wearing a military uniform, snorted from the other side.

Then she turned into a phantom and disappeared from the spot. When she returned in less than 3 minutes, she already had two pieces of fresh bread in her hand, and she walked slowly in front of 304.

"Eat, it's so noisy!"

304 issued Ripple language: >>>>

Altair snorted coldly; "How many times have I told you that I am not your sister."

304 got the bread in his hand, and in less than a second, the young girl 303 who was riding on Weston's neck snatched it and disappeared immediately. After that, 304 got off Weston's neck and chased after him base.

"This is probably their daily routine..." Weston looked at the bread in his hand, and swallowed it without guilt.Staring at Altair who came over: "So, what do you want?"

Weston's voice was unusually calm, which surprised Altair a little.

Her mood was complicated. After seeing this face again in the picture a month ago, she subconsciously recalled the scene where this guy was abused by another self.

Hmph, this scumbag did it to himself!she thought so.

But in the conversation with Weston, she originally wanted to say, 'Is your injury all right? ’ But when it came to the mouth, it automatically turned into "Hmph, whether I have anything to do has nothing to do with you."

"Then please don't bother me to eat, okay?"

"You feel very boring now, right?" Altair said his reason for coming.

That's right, since he carries another hope of himself, let Weston see what kind of world these creatures have created during his absence!

Weston looked at each other vigilantly: "So what."

In just one month, after that war, the invasion of the other world seemed to have calmed down, and nothing happened.Apart from wandering around the base every day, in my room less than ten square meters, day and night alternate.

"If you ask me, I may be able to use the power of space travel to take you to the utopia you created." Altair smiled playfully.

"What's your purpose?" Weston looked at him suspiciously.She must have hated her own setup.

Altair frowned and snorted: "Don't want mother-in-law, why don't you go?"

"There is nothing wrong with the base now, and Scathach's whereabouts have not been found. Of course we must go..."

……

Located in the Dark Canyon, Scathach has almost reached the end of the world along this end.

In a month's time, she also returned to the place where she first logged into this world.

"Is there no one left? That's right, I acted on my own initiative."

Scathach raised his feet slightly, and the ground hundreds of miles away from the Grand Canyon already had a silvery white color.

Scathach thought of the patterns that spread along the way, with a dignified expression.

"It's only the same as what I walked before. If it is based on modern knowledge, it should be the North Pole and the South Pole. Why do the white patterns appear here, have they started to spread..."

"Are you curious, Scathach."

"What!?" Scarhatton felt like he was on the verge of a formidable enemy. He swung his spear and pierced an object, then jumped back a long distance and turned in the direction of the person who made the sound. The silver-haired girl in the air was slightly taken aback.

Pungent bloody smell.

"Fran?"