The Collection of The End

——AD.2156.5.21——

Normandy, log cabin.

"Neo's vital signs have disappeared," the tank looked at the matrix's real-time picture, and his voice was dry: "Agent Smith could kill someone with a punch?"

"It's all my fault... Neo asked me to come back first, I should refuse..." The mouse choked.

"He can't die." Morpheus seemed to refuse to believe the truth.

"Look, the'frame' shows that Neo is alive!" On the other side, Trinity's surprised voice immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

At this time, Anderson’s realistic body is lying quietly in the frame, his expression is calm, his chest is still undulating, and the green light on the outside of the frame representing “everything is normal” has not been switched to the yellow light of “user injured” or “use” The red light of death.

"This..." The crew looked at each other, completely wondering what happened.

"According to the rules of the matrix, if any consciousness connected to the matrix believes that he is dead, then even if he has not suffered any harm, he will die directly. The current situation... Neo firmly believes that he will not die?" The tank had an incredible face.

"That's no use. If you firmly believe that you won't die if you don't die, the related skills must have been spread long ago. Obviously, this kind of psychological hint is not very useful for a matrix with strict rules and logic." Murphys slowly shook his head.

"Is the agent's'king car translocation' very logical?" Trinity touched the hood on the frame: "I believe that Neo must have used a strong will to break through the constraints of the matrix. Wake up soon. , Neo."

——? ? ? ——

[Suddenly feel familiar at this moment,]

[Like yesterday and today at the same time. 】

"A fist of this kind of power is not enough to knock me- eh?"

Anderson was planning to use force from the wall behind to launch a counterattack against Agent Smith, but the next second he fell directly on the floor because he had nowhere to borrow. When he looked up in surprise, he found that the surrounding environment had changed silently. appearance.

This is no longer a dilapidated small hotel corridor, but a round room with a pale white light as a whole. This room has no entrances and exits. The four walls are full of "monitors" showing different contents. Anderson casually looked at it. The content of this appeared to be the daily life of ordinary people in the matrix, so he didn't continue to pay attention, and instead focused on the "master" of this place.

At the other end of the white room, there was a white back swivel chair that seemed very soft and comfortable. Sitting on the chair was a silver-haired girl who looked at most fifteen or six years old.

The young girl put her cheek on one hand and the other on the armrest. Her eyes were closed, her body was slightly undulating, and she seemed to be dozing off. Although she couldn't see the color of her eyes, Anderson subconsciously thought it must be a bright ruby ​​red.

[I know that being hurt is a kind of luck,]

[But I can't completely hand over myself. 】

She wore a pure white nun's dress that reached the ankle length and had wide sleeves. A pair of rose red ribbons embroidered with golden ornate patterns hung forward on her shoulders, and a small bright gold crown was slanted on her head.

The girl didn't respond to Anderson's appearance, neither appeared to respond to the intruder's attack, nor did she wake up and actively greet her.

"Uh, hello?" Anderson waited again, and finally couldn't help but greet her, but still did not receive any response.

Could this be the hidden space of the matrix? Because of Smith's punch, you let yourself fall through the mold?

No, how could a program that can sustain a whole world be so stupid.

That is, there is a certain unknown connection between the actions of my own just now and the actions of the agents, triggering the preset conditions for bringing the trigger here?

Anderson began to understand the current situation with the mind of a programmer, but he was still confused.

"Excuse me, are you the master here?"

[It seems to be yesterday,]

[But yesterday is very far away,]

[But I can still see when I close my eyes. 】

"Squeaky--"

The girl still did not respond, but the "display screens" on both sides of the circular room were separated, revealing two doors with a screen full of technological sense.

One of them shows the screen of Trinity calling Anderson in the frame in the Normandy login cabin, and the other shows the screen of Agent Smith dropping Anderson’s "corpse" and turning away in the old hotel. Two screens The actions of the characters in the middle appear to be extremely slow, leaving Anderson plenty of time to make decisions.

"This...I was really beaten to death with one punch?" Anderson thought.

The two options are actually not much different. The former should be directly returned to the Normandy after "death", which can be explained by the firmness of mind and the special savior, while the latter is "resurrected in situ" after death, which is not explained. , Had to fight Smith before leaving.

"We didn't have to fight with the agents and rescue Raven. The purpose of this trip has been achieved. If we don't go to Zion as soon as possible, we will be targeted by the matrix..." Anderson said as he walked towards the representative of Normandy. That door.

[Thank you for that,]

[Hold my hand,]

[I can still feel the tenderness. 】

Wait, it's not right.

When he was about to push the door, Anderson stopped.

I am now [hoped to be] the savior, in any case, this title is further than [may be].

Regardless of whether it is your own hope or the hope of others to become the savior, the direct "resurrection" should be more "hope" than running away.

The most important thing is that the guy used Gatling to sweep himself before, and the black tiger took his heart. If he can't return with color but escapes in embarrassment, what is the meaning of this savior?

At this point, Anderson didn’t hesitate to turn around and walk to another door. In the picture displayed on the screen of that door, Smith had just walked less than two steps, and Markur, who had shot himself before, had passed the “king car”. "Translocation" became a special police officer, lying not far away, equipped with a gun, naturally there.

After a little thought, Anderson made a plan and pushed open the door directly.

【Unfortunately, not you,】

[Stay with me to the end,]

[Zeng walked together but lost the intersection. 】

【——AD.2156.5.21——】

"Have a good dream, Mr. Anderson."

Agent Smith dropped the "dead" Anderson, turned and walked towards the hotel's stairs. Just three steps out, he found that Zaid and Gozil were standing there and were trying hard to beat him.

-There are enemies behind.

While understanding the meaning of the two actions, his heart was also held back by a cold barrel, and Anderson heard the sound of a little breathlessness due to pain:

"You have a good dream too, Agent Smith."

boom!