End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

Chapter 152 Let me ride this thing

Russell was in a hurry to go home not because he really wanted to masturbate the cat, but because there was an ns-5 delivered to his home waiting for him to be dissected. Spooner's words reminded him of the plot. Tonight, the plot is coming to an end.

He wasn't worried that Spooner would encounter an accident alone. As far as the two threatened Vicky, he would be the only one who encountered an accident.

Sure enough, Russell saw a lot of usR company's transport vehicles downstairs, and a large number of ns-5 robots got off the vehicles one after another, and then dispersed to various households.

It is said that everyone in the entire building has won the lottery!

Pushing open the door, Thunder Beast was playing with its beautiful short tail happily. The latter had a look of lovelessness, not at all as cheerful as when he first entered the house.

The ns-5 robot, named Cook by Russell, sat slumped on the sofa, and the body was emitting light blue smoke, as if it was scrapping. You don't need to think about it, you know it was done by Ultralisk, maybe Cook wanted to do something, and then he let it go.

Russell picked up the Ultralisk and rubbed it twice, put it on the ground to let it continue to bully Mei Short, and dismantled Cook into parts with his bare hands. Big Big Wolf's scientific research ability is not only reflected in learning, but his hands-on ability has also been greatly improved. Dismantling a robot with bare hands is like playing.

Maybe one day, given a hammer, he'll be able to knock out a spaceship!

Russell had seen the drawings of ns-5 in Dr. Ronning's laboratory, and he memorized some of the data by heart. As long as the materials were suitable, he could assemble an ns-5 by himself.

But he lacks a complete programming code, and the spelling is just a hollow shell. Right now, there is a ready-made one that can be used to see what's going on.

Reverse engineering is not that simple, and it is even more difficult to decipher the technical blockade code. Russell connected to Cook through a private computer, but he was still unable to break through and enter the background to grasp the core information. In desperation, I took a step back and looked at some relatively simple programming data, that is, the data of the rigid ns-4 series robots.

A large number of C language programming equations jumped on the computer screen, even if Russell had the learning ability of Big Big Wolf, he was dazzled by seeing them, but small problems did not bother him, and all the screenshots were transferred to the memory card of the digital camera and it was ok.

Because there were too many screenshots, Russell had to sift through the 20g "Ashley Encyclopedia" and the 10g "Jennifer Interactive Collection", and finally reluctantly deleted about 100m of precious information before barely fitting all the screenshots.

"This won't work! I have to find a way to get a mobile hard drive out, otherwise there will be no place to save the photos in the future..." Thinking of the 100m precious picture, Russell felt like a knife, it was all his youth and sweat.

...

As night approaches, the brightly lit city of Chicago welcomes its most beloved nightlife scene.

People who get off work, whether they are white-collar workers, intellectuals, or workers and ordinary employees, like to invite them to parties in bars in groups of three or four. This is a part of the life of the American people. Compared with watching soap operas at home, they prefer to go to bars to watch soap operas. There are many people to join in the fun.

In addition, there are gangsters, hooligans, hooligans, rascals, and underworld clubs. After all, this is the simple folk customs of Chicago, a city where typewriters were popular in those days.

But tonight was not lively, the city's traffic system was paralyzed, and all the cars equipped with computers broke down. The reason is unknown, and the relevant departments are investigating.

Soon, the communication system was disturbed, and Chicago lost contact with the outside world and became an isolated city.

On the large electronic screen in the high-rise square, the narrator conveyed a bad news. New York, Los Angeles, Washington and other areas have been attacked by robots, and people are required to stay at home and are not allowed to go there.

Just when people were stunned, something worse happened. The whole city of Chicago suffered a power outage, and the whole city was shrouded in darkness. There was only one place where the lights were still on—the headquarters of usR!

"Please go back to your home, the curfew is in effect!!!"

"Please go back to your home, the curfew is in effect!!!"

"The human protection agreement is being formulated, please remain calm and return to your home immediately..."

"..."

The USR headquarters is located in Chicago, which is a hard-hit area. Transport vehicles shuttle through the main roads in the city. The ns-5 robots of the brigade drive the crowd back home. They are not discussing or negotiating, but directly resorting to violence.

Being ridden on the head by a tool made by oneself is unbearable for anyone. Most people choose to resist, but the flesh and blood body is beaten into a pig's head in an instant when it meets the steel and iron bones.

If you have a gun, it will be even worse, and you will be judged as a dangerous person by the robot. Disarming is light, and if it is serious, you will be executed on the spot.

Russell put the digital camera into the space ring, and the Ultralisk was blocked at the door of the house to discharge, and the corridor outside the house was filled with smoking ns-5. Its ability is perfect to defeat robots, and it can instantly kill a large number of people with a single face-to-face.

With the uncontrolled and crazy discharge of Ultralisk, Russell also gradually realized that its energy is not unlimited, and the energy consumed can be replenished by itself, but it must be filled by Russell's magic power during battle.

The power of Thunder is very powerful, so the speed at which Thunder Beast consumes mana is astonishing. If Russell wants to use it to pass the level tonight, there will only be one end, being squeezed to death.

Boom! ! !

The window glass of the balcony was shattered, and the ns-5 robot could not break through the gate and chose to break through the window.

Russell pulled out the Sand Eagle and killed them one by one. He suddenly heard the roar of the locomotive engine downstairs, and without thinking, he picked up the Thunder Beast and jumped down from the 30th floor.

"System, use 'Skill Card: Leap of Faith'."

Skill Card: Leap of Faith

As early as when Russell came to his new home, he had observed the nearby green belt, and he was confident in this leap.

ns-5 climbing on the wall found Russell, one by one jumped down and rushed towards him, Russell threw the Thunder Beast out of the sky, and shouted: "Thunder Beast, use one hundred thousand volts!"

Thunder Beast doesn't quite understand what one hundred thousand volts is, but it can't be wrong to discharge at this time.

Rumble———

A strong light flickered in mid-air, and the jumping ns-5s were all paralyzed with green smoke, the red light on their chests disappeared, and they fell from the sky like dumplings.

Downstairs, Spooner rode his motorcycle with Calvin behind him.

The female doctor was terrified of gasoline-burning locomotives, for fear of a sudden explosion. She felt insecure and hugged Spooner tightly all the way, making the latter scream in pain.

Looking at the ns-5 all over the wall, Spooner was in a bit of a dilemma. The communicator could not be used, and the elevator was broken and stopped. He didn't know how to tell Russell to go downstairs.

"Get out of here quickly, we are surrounded!" Calvin's face was pale. She didn't understand the attraction of this building, which could allow so many ns-5s to rush over.

Spooner squinted his eyes and looked into the air: "Wait, he's coming down."

"What came down? How did it come down?" Calvin was stunned, and when he saw the falling figure in mid-air, he immediately opened his mouth wide.

Rumble! !

The thunder light exploded, Russell's feet landed on the ground, slightly bent his knees, and raised his hand to catch the falling Thunder Beast. The background was ns-5 falling like raindrops.

"This...this...was he also transformed by Dr. Ronning?"

Calvin was stunned, and Spooner was not much better. He jumped from the 30th floor and was safe. Russell refreshed his cognition again.

Could it be that this guy is really a visitor from another world! ?

Spooner's face was ugly. At the beginning of the bet between the two, he strongly demanded to swallow the excrement. Russell disagreed and he was still impatient. Now that I think about it, it's really cheap!

Russell swept across the two-seater motorcycle, frowned slightly, and ordered the Ultralisk to zoom into a two-meter-high fried hair form, and lightly jumped onto its back.

"Come on, Spooner, time to get down to business."

Spooner swallowed his saliva, looked at the mighty and domineering Thunder Beast, and then looked at his own motorcycle handle, and suddenly felt uncomfortable being compared. It seemed that he had never won before when he realized with Russell.

"Hey, that's not fair, give you the motorcycle, let me ride this thing instead!"

At this moment, more than ten ns-5s surrounded it from all around. The Thunder Beast let out a roar, and the whole body was swept away by lightning. The roaring thunder made the robot tremble. The red light on the chest exploded, and it was paralyzed on the ground, emitting black smoke.

Russell wiped his afro: "Spooner, what did you just say, I didn't catch it just now?"

Spooner blinked: "I mean time is running out, hurry to the usR headquarters!"

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