[Quick Transmigration] A report on the adaptation of an AI to society

The rear wheels of the black off-road vehicle dragged a cloud of water mist and sped along, and the flying dust and sand brought by the explosion blurred its shadow. Rory only saw the car going straight on the broken bridge at the highest speed, and it didn't seem to matter. fear.

Until the car lost its support on the edge of the fracture, was caught by the giant hand of gravity, and fell headlong into the gray torrent of densely packed zombies.

The small mechanical explosion ignited the surrounding gray figures, and the zombies, attracted by the flesh and blood, rushed into the burning steel one after another. They had no fear or thought of retreating—the physiological structure that produced these advanced thoughts had long since become rotten flesh. These zombies are like poor firewood thrown into the fire.Even at such a distance, the howling that seemed to come from hell could be heard, the flames rushed into the rotting skulls of each zombie, and the orange sky fire burned in the eye sockets of these ghosts.

"It's horrible...it's crazy, crazy, crazy."

"Yeah... he's always been like that," said Rory.

The person next to him raised his arms and walked forward: "Let me see if there are any signs of life..." Rory held him back: "Come on, don't make trouble for yourself. Is it possible to be alive after being blown up like this? He just Ordinary people, let's go, let's join the main team to search for the other two fugitives."

"That's right, it's a pity that the guy nicknamed the Rattlesnake—it seems to be called Lin Luo, and he is also the captain of the arc light team? Sigh, as an ordinary person, he is really strong to the extreme. How did he suffer such an indiscriminate disaster?"

"It's better to care about yourself than to care about him—the captain is urging you, let's go."

"Come here, come on, you think I'm willing to see this kind of tragedy? It's really a scene of hell, I've learned a lot..."

"Indeed, it can still be like this..." Rory glanced behind his eyes calmly, and patted his teammate's steel-covered shoulders vigorously: "It's amazing."

You held your breath, stepped on the concrete ribs of the bridge, leaned against the pillars to stabilize your body, and held the unsheathed Tang Dao tightly until the vibration of the ground gradually weakened, and then slowly relaxed your tense body.

A bunch of zombies are surrounded by the pillar below you, with their broken heads up and persistently rushing at you, you can subtly see a kind of canine enthusiasm in these shriveled eyeballs, oh, let your family go Dog, it's not interested in your flesh - before you breathed out.

"Go up." You gestured to them, grabbed the protruding steel bar next to it, and flipped from the bridge hole onto the road a few times.

Lucas hugged you from the side, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! , first drew out Tang Dao to deal with the fish that escaped the net, and then threw this screaming guy aside.

Dai Kun wiped the sweat from his brow, and said, "It's a good thing that we didn't drive very far yesterday, and it's a good thing that this is an arch bridge, but it's a pity that the car..."

"And my baby!" Lucas beat his chest in pain.

"Give me one more minute and I can save my dear baby! These damned tin men!"

You looked at your off-road vehicle that was burning blazingly. The heat from the fire scene mixed with ashes steamed up, and the smell was not very pleasant.

You put the knife back: "Okay, it's a pity that there is no choice - about losing luggage or life, now our supplies are pitifully low, we have to find some supplies..."

Lucas interrupted dissatisfiedly: "It's not the captain, you only let us bring these ammunition, my baby!"

You gave him a sideways look and said, "Do you think you can pick up bullets anywhere along this border?"

"This... who knew that such a damn thing would happen." Lucas pursed his mouth and didn't argue with you again.

It's only natural that you've noticed everyone's depressed mood—one moment it's an adventure that might save the world, and the next second it's a shitty Jedi escape. It seems that this time Lucas, an idealist, has received a lot Hit less.

You threw the backpack into Lucas's arms, and said calmly, "Anger is meaningless, thinking is meaningful. Think about it yourself."

"At the beginning, I planned to go to my original home. I met you halfway and then diverted back to the base. However, following my route is the best choice under the current situation. We need to collect supplies, find a place to rest, and return to the base. Have a plan for the next trip - after all, we seem to have been forced to go to Liangshan, have to complete this damn mission... yeah, and find a solid car, we can't go all the way to Russia, Lucas, this traffic Here you go."

As soon as Lucas talked about his strengths, he was full of confidence, and he smiled to squeeze out the sad lines on his face: "No problem, I will take care of everything, give me a Wuling Hongguang, and I promise you will become the famous mountain car god in no time." ①!"

What a born optimist.You smiled and said, "Okay, it's up to you, everyone, come with me—well, Lucas, it's better not to use Wuling Hongguang, and go off-road as before."

You go all the way, because you told everyone to use cold weapons as much as possible-bullets are not worth wasting on these dull guys, but Lucas is an exception, you let him take a grenade launcher, this guy is in a hurry. It is easy to forget all combat skills, he is not suitable for melee combat - you really don't know what Lucas thought in the first place so that he can take this death mission on your behalf so confidently.

Calvino, who you are not very familiar with, uses a horizontal knife like you. He is really chic, very much like a cold-faced and cold-hearted foreign assassin.

You are walking on a familiar street, and the tall buildings on both sides make the space look very cramped.

You know that if it is sunny, the small shop on the first floor will not have a piece of golden sunshine until noon. When you were a child, you like to sneak out to buy candy at this time. The sun seems to be packed in a sugar bowl, and every candy will be brought with you. I like this unique warm atmosphere very much.

Lucas dodged the rotten limbs all over the floor, and rubbed his hands in disgust: "It's so dirty, I'll go...I want water! I want to take a bath!"

"Be quiet, those of us who have been in close contact with the zombies didn't say anything, are you a guy who hides behind and shoots cold guns and yells?"

"Hey Captain, look! There's a strange-looking building there, maybe there's something good about it!" Lucas automatically ignored your words, and ran forward, you laughed helplessly, and lifted your straps keep up.

This guy is really noisy, but without him the road must be much more monotonous.

Lucas ran to the foot of the building he was talking about in a few steps. This building was indeed different—it was not made of concrete, and it had an iron fence with trees planted inside.

Lucas rubbed his chin and tried to identify the signboard above his head: "Um... what kind of orphanage? Su... Su what?"

"Soviet orphanage," you said.

Lucas complained: "It's really a simple and rude but red and professional name."

You smiled: "Originally, this orphanage was built with the aid of the Soviet Union. It was around the 50s, and it can be regarded as a proof of the revolutionary friendship between China and the Soviet Union. You see, the architectural style is a typical Stalinist style. Those trees are birch trees—they It adapts well to the climate here and can grow for a long time.”

"Captain, you seem to be familiar with it?" Lucas asked.

You hold on to the rusty iron gate and say: "Of course you are familiar with it. This is what I call home. Don't be dumbfounded—are you surprised that I'm an orphan? Don't pay attention to these small details, come in quickly, it's getting late. "

"Wait," Dai Kun stepped forward to stop you, his eyes flickering: "Lin, you...can we go somewhere else?"

"What's the matter, isn't it good?" You asked as you opened the door, "I'm the most familiar here, I often come back to help, I know the way even with my eyes closed, and you see, it has a fence, which is several times safer than other places. , and an underground garage has recently been expanded here, so Lucas doesn’t have to go to other places.”

"It's not these questions." Dai Kun spoke less bluntly for the first time: "You must know all the people here..."

"Uncle Dai, I know what you are worried about." You showed a soft smile: "Don't worry, I am not so fragile. What should have happened has already happened, and what should be faced will have to be faced sooner or later. I miss everyone very much, so I must come and see."

Dai Kun shook his head and followed you into the orphanage. You didn't meet many zombies along the way. Lucas jokingly said that it was the atmosphere of communism that dispelled all evil spirits.

You found the generator set that is used as a backup during power outages. Accompanied by the pungent steam of diesel and the deafening roar, the current rushes along the line, and the lights of the building light up one after another, like many fireflies igniting their own warm yellow lights. Lantern.

You turn on the light in the hall, point to the wooden stairs on one side and say: "There is the bedroom leading to the children, let's first..."

"Ah!" A sudden scream in the darkness interrupted your voice - it seems to be a childish voice, which is a bit familiar.You turned your head suddenly, but there was only a sound of heavy and sticky footsteps in the depths of the darkness.

"Hush." ​​Dai Kun turned on the flashlight and slowly approached the source of the sound—it turned out to be a bedroom, and the door seemed to be locked tightly.You signaled everyone to take out their guns, then lowered your voice and said to Calvino, "Follow me and protect yourself."

You and Lucas are leaning against the wall on the left and right and waiting in the distance. Dai Kun raised the gun in one hand and held the handle in the other. When the power supply is restored here, the door light above finally reveals a warm yellow light. Dai Kun Quickly opened the door and rushed into the room. After a few muffled gunshots, Dai Kun turned and ran towards you while roaring: "Two big guys! Lin Luo!" You calmly shot at the creeping thing, Lucas Followed by fire bombs.

They are indeed two big guys. The two zombies brought out by Dai Kun are much bigger than ordinary zombies, and they seem to be more powerful mutants-you have not been able to solve any of them now, and their bones are not carrion. It was a foul-smelling substance like sewer sludge, and with their slow footsteps, the same foul-smelling stains appeared on the floor.

"Are you going to burn the house down? Use the gun I just gave you!"

"I took it wrong when I was in a hurry! The floor here is on fire! Ahhh, I can't come over!" Lucas shouted.

You sighed heavily, the hand that loaded the clip trembled, and Daikun shouted to Lucas on the other side of the flame: "There is a little girl in the room, go and take her out now!"

Lucas let out a strange laugh: "Oh! Uncle Lolita is here to save you!"

It's a tug-of-war between you and Daekon finally taking care of the two mutants - your sci-fi-looking foes can proliferate indefinitely, and they're full of melted smudges of their severed limbs, and you feel like you're trying to gain distance to attack I ran up and down the stairs no less than six times, which was really strenuous.

"Maybe the grenade thrower can give them continuous damage, we really wasted a lot of bullets, ah, a headache." You said looking at the shell casings all over the floor.

Dai Kun walked over and squatted next to the corpse: "Lin, this kind of mutant is rare, I want to get some samples."

You also approach the fetid mass: "We don't have a laboratory, doctor, but we do have refrigerators, maybe we can..."

Dai Kun suddenly shouted: "Be careful!"

But his reminder was obviously a step too late, and you staggered and fell to the floor—this pile of limp corpses suddenly wrapped around your ankles and quickly dragged you towards yourself.

The back of your head hit the floor hard, and after barely supporting your body, you just watched a mouth full of fangs enlarge in front of you, and an intimate contact would come to chew your head in the next second.

Oh shit.

You subconsciously closed your eyes, but the expected pain did not hit, and the stench from that mouth seemed to dissipate instantly.

"Lin Luo." A person called your name, the voice was so close, so close...

You opened your eyes in surprise, but met Calvino's quicksilver pupils.

"It's too dangerous." He half-kneeled in front of you, leaned forward slightly, and pressed his forehead against yours: "Don't do this in the future."

Dai Kun took out a lighter and ignited the newspaper in his hand, and threw it at another ghoul who was trying to escape, and quickly turned it into a fireball that could only make hoarse screams-the effect of the fire was indeed as good as imagined.

Dai Kun watched the zombies turn into a pile of coke, and let out a long breath: "Rest in peace, please... But Calvino, how did you solve that thing just now? I didn't even see clearly."

Calvino helped you to stand up, seemingly unwilling to answer the question.

You glance at the floor, there's nothing, it's clean, not even your entangled ankle has been stained - it's almost evaporated.

"Where's the little girl?" You ask, Dai Kun spreads his hands: "Lucas seems to have frightened her, let's go and see."

You glanced upstairs, "OK."

①The stalk comes from "Creation Chariot"

The author has something to say:

There are some settings that I will say in the notes so as not to interrupt the narrative of the article. After all, the end of the world is a completely different world, and the necessary verbosity is still needed.