My machine combat simulator has come true

Since the other party has such ability.

After all, why do we need to find a carrier in the crowd to play it, but in fact, maybe even its essence is not clear... that is, oneself, as the owner.

But not directly through its own ability to develop actions?

so.After saying this sentence, Yu Xiao quietly waited for the other party's response.

His subsequent action strategies will also have different tendencies due to different answers.

Chapter 190 "Trust"

"--Feel sorry."

However.The same cold words spit out from the emotionless mechanical voice of Zhinao.

"Judging based on the current situation, you do not have the authority to know the status quo. Please wait until a later date to ask."

"...That's not really an answer."

Although he didn't speak, just looking at Yu Xiao's slightly furrowed eyebrows, he already knew that he was dissatisfied with this answer.

"If you can't even understand the question of 'Why me', then I can't guarantee that I can face you calmly..."

"This is an emotional statement based on personal emotions. Please calm down and think carefully, no matter what, it is necessary to use this system to gain power?... To save your island."

"..."

Having said that, Yu Xiao fell silent.

The facts are just as the other party said.

The current situation is that I urgently need the ability of "Machine Warfare VS" to save my hometown - to save this Penglai Island of the Second Alves.

In other words, in fact, this negotiation was not equal at all from the very beginning...

After all, it has always been him who needs this unknown power.

Maybe he also sensed the sense of loss coming from Yu Xiao's spiritual side.Next, the auxiliary brain still spoke:

"...However, please rest assured. No matter what the specific reason is, this is definitely not an act based on using you or other thoughts."

It's just that there was a little more subtle...emotion in that inorganic tone?

"You will be chosen as a proxy. Just because - 'we'. Have always trusted you. Whether it's always been and always will be. . . . "

As for his pronoun, he has changed from "this machine" to a more humane "we".

This change was naturally noticed by Yu Xiao.He was even more puzzled by the word "believe".

After all, in his memory, there was nothing special about him at all.

Neither sports nor academics can be regarded as the top.Perhaps the only thing worthy of praise is the understanding of dramas about machine warfare and the talent for playing games——

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But that's just a hobby.In the previous life, it was something that was considered shabby even when it was written on the job application resume submitted to the company.

...This kind of system, if played properly, might even be able to save the current chaotic world, how could it come to me because of such a trivial matter?

"...What do you mean...?"

So he asked.But this question did not get a timely response this time.

Repeated twice and no response.It was as if the auxiliary intelligence brain went offline suddenly.

...that's true.

Yu Xiao pressed his forehead helplessly.Not so much an efficient answering artificial intelligence——

It's better to say that its appearance has brought more troubles to myself.

But after a while, Yu Xiao put this idea aside.

Turned to consider more urgent topics.That's about the rebuilding of the base - what's the best way to do it?

Should we build infrastructure somewhere from scratch, or should we actually buy some warships to use as a new base...

These actions seem to be too expensive and time-consuming.

And as the assistant brain said, behaviors that are too ostentatious for a mercenary can easily attract the attention of others.

So a better solution -

Yu Xiaoming thought hard.But he was relieved after a while.

Yes.

If it is a place that can be used as a "base" and is also hidden...

There is no need to look far away.Isn't the piece of soil where I am in a good place to go?

Thinking of this, Yu Xiao showed a somewhat relieved smile.

Although there are many problems that come with it, as long as you continue to improve your influence...

But at the same time, he also heard a voice:

"...Uh, Mr. Xiao?"

Naturally, this is not an auxiliary brain, or anything else.

But in front of my own eyes——

The embarrassing half-smiling counter staff who was about to go through the formalities for Yu Xiao.

Maybe it's because he looked at this well-known person who had just completed the feat in front of him, and he was a little puzzled at the moment with a smile of unknown meaning...

"—Sorry. Sorry! Hey, sorry for your inconvenience...!"

Naturally, with Yu Xiao's temper, he quickly turned his attention back to reality.

While saying apologetic words, he started working.

***

at the same time.In the direction of the old man's mercenary agency where Yu Xiao and his party were about to return.

However, the signboard "Closed today" was hung high.

This is an abnormal thing that will inevitably make people around you a little curious:

After all, as the place where countless wandering mercenaries lived, even that eccentric old man would insist on doing business here every day.

And her body can be said to have been well-exercised—no matter how bad the environment is, it seems that she is not bothered by those common old-age diseases.

But at this moment, the sane old man was panting quickly.

Sealing himself in a claustrophobic room, his trembling hands reached out to the hidden medicine box in the cabinet——

Then he took out a syringe filled with an unknown liquid.

He rolled up the black robe and tied it into his arm.

——After a while, she regained her previous peace.

It is not difficult to understand why she closed the business and closed the door: after all, if this scene is really seen by others, it will probably cause a lot of noise.

…although older characters do face a lot of physical issues.

But what happened to this old man is debatable.

In any case, to solve it by injecting inexplicable injections is something that will inevitably further surprise people.

But, no doubt.Now the most interesting thing...

——It was the old man's exposed arm.

Her hand with the cane was still the same as what Yu Xiao had seen before.It was a wrinkled, withered hand of an old man.

But the arm above the wrist showed a different look: it was moist and fair, the skin of a child rather than a teenager.

If this is the result of some kind of transplant operation... there is no way.

Not to mention that there is no trace of surgery, and the size of the limbs is also uniform.

"...Is it going to start again?"

And in the same way, looking at his strange hand.

——Under the black robe, the wise old man frowned.

"Obviously, the time is later than expected. But the symptoms are more obvious than ever...I see. Are you telling me that this is the last time——"

It seemed that she understood what this strange symptom that happened to her symbolized.

And then, she looked up.And murmured something unavoidably nostalgic:

"...Ah, ah, it seems that this old business should change hands. I thought that this day would come at least a few years later..."

Chapter 190 Two Undead TypeS

Anyway - this mercenary agency has almost become an important existence related to the livelihood of the surrounding area.

Whether it is out of the feelings of the elderly or a certain sense of responsibility... there is no way to simply abandon it.

Therefore, the wise old man decided to find the next operator for this agency.

And presumably, if entrusting those shrewd and unfamiliar "businessmen" to accept...

I'm afraid that within a few days, we will see the news that this mercenary agency has been acquired by some mercenary organization.

After all, buying the management of this building is equivalent to buying the contacts and information channels accumulated by the wise old man during his decades of mercenary career.

Therefore, the sane old man naturally intends to start looking for people who he can trust——

...she has no relatives and no reason.Therefore, the people who deal with her every day are nothing more than free mercenaries active here.

Although the sane old man didn't dislike them very much, he had to admit it.

Most of the freelance mercenaries who flow here just regard this industry and this mercenary agency as a temporary springboard for themselves.

[To be honest, I have been using the source-changing app recently to read and update books, switch between sources, and read aloud with many timbres, both Android and Apple. 】

Wait until she has gained a reputation in the industry before joining any established mercenary organization, or simply reaching a lifelong guard contract with her employer on a certain mission... During the decades since she opened this agency, she has repeatedly happened.

So, although she knew quite a few people—but not many people she had close acquaintances with.

There are fewer guys who can be said to be trustworthy enough.

After much deliberation, it seemed that there were only a handful of people in the end.

The first is Mashang and Haidong.

...But the two of them, even if they are not bad people in essence.

Judging by his appearance and temper, he must be able to tell that he is definitely not someone who can do business.

—As for Edge.

Although under his seemingly free and easy appearance, he actually has a considerable sense of responsibility and tenacious will, and he is also sophisticated enough in dealing with people...

...but the sane old man knows too.

His behavior of willingly wandering around here now is just to wait until his sister who wants to escape from the past can untie his knot.

Therefore, if you push this position to the other party.

Although I'm afraid he won't be rejected——but in the end, it will only add to his burden.

Thinking of this, the wise old man sighed softly.

Is it possible that this is the way to let the industry that I have been running for half my life come to an end?

…Unreconciled emotions that should not have appeared in the year of Ershun came to my heart.

But then, she thought of the face of a certain person in her heart——

impossible.impossible.

Then, she smiled wryly and shook her head.

The amnesiac youth named "Xiao"...

Although I am optimistic enough about him.