The Collection of The End

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"Neo... you... want... to kill... me..."

What?

Thomas A. Anderson raised his head and looked around in confusion.

The setting sun is casting a slightly dim light from the window, and colleagues in suits or fashionable casuals are greeting each other relaxedly and clocking out, and everything seems normal.

This is the R\u0026D department of "Normandy Technology", which is usually very busy, but because it has solved the "Y2K" problem before many big companies, it currently only needs to let the production department work overtime to burn floppy disks and sell them. The R\u0026D department has been very idle for at least three months.

In this situation, no one would say "kill me". Maybe a colleague is secretly watching movies and TV shows?

"Hey, Anderson, aren't you off work yet? Do you still have work?" A woman with short ear-length hair, slightly cold features but gentle expression, wearing a black OL outfit walked outside his cubicle and asked road.

"Oh, no, wait a minute." Anderson raised his hand to turn off the computer, and quickly sorted and filed the files on the table, feeling a little confused for a moment.

This was his first date with Trinity (Shirley). Not to mention that he didn't have a job. Even if his boss suddenly showed up and smashed a bunch of work that was due tomorrow, he would still dare to postpone it until midnight.

"Hee..." Trinity seemed to be amused by Anderson's panic. Then she looked at the colleagues around her who were looking at her, whispered "I'll wait for you outside" and turned to leave.

Oh, although she is usually cheerful and gets along well with her colleagues, she is still too embarrassed to disclose this "office romance".

Anderson quickly cleared the table, picked up his briefcase and was about to leave, when he bumped into a black bald head.

"Anderson——"

"Sorry! Mr. Morpheus!" Anderson spoke before him: "No matter what you want to say, please wait until tomorrow. This is my lifelong request!"

"..." Morpheus, the department manager who was wearing black trousers and a white shirt, looked at him in confusion: "Okay then, I'll give you your bonus tomorrow."

"..." Anderson looked at the manager's back as he turned away and the envelope in his hand, and was stunned for a moment.

There were several unsuppressed sneers from behind.

"Don't laugh! Tank! And you, Bulldozer!" Anderson turned and pointed at the two colleagues walking at the end.

“This is my life’s request—” “—Please give me the bonus tomorrow.”

"Hahahahaha!" X2

The two brothers put their arms around each other and left laughing.

"..." Anderson pinched his forehead, picked up his briefcase, swiped his card and left quickly.

Perhaps because she was worried about being discovered by her colleagues, Trinity did not stay in the company building, but waited at a phone booth on the corner outside the company.

Now no one could stop himself from going on this date. Anderson hurried over there, unless aliens invaded the earth now.

"【choke--】"

While Anderson was waiting at a brief red light, an unusually loud sound came from the sky.

When he looked up, he saw a spaceship that looked like an octopus and a squid rising through the clouds.

Although Anderson had never seen a spaceship, he intuitively thought it was one.

"I, he..." "Boom!"

Before Anderson could curse, the spacecraft fired a blood-red beam of light that was as thick as several streets toward the surface, and the path of this beam of light swept straight past Trinity.

"No!" Anderson ran away, only to find that there was no explosion or burning as expected in the place where the light swept. Instead, all the pedestrians that were swept fell to the ground and howled. Some exploded into a pool of flesh and blood on the spot, while others remained in place. Mutated into some kind of ferocious monster.

"Trinity!" When Anderson rushed to Trinity in the chaos, he found that she was mutating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The skin is completely hardened and red, with bony carapaces constantly protruding outwards. The hands and feet are transforming into animal claws, and the back is constantly convex and concave, as if some organ is about to "break out of the ground."

"Neo...quickly...kill...me..." Trinity said in a voice that was completely different from her before, almost like a roar.

"..." Anderson seemed to understand something.

Neo is his online name and the code name he used when he sneaked into the dark web (Grox). He played an important role in the company being able to solve the Y2K problem. Trinity knows this name, which proves that her origin is not simple, or even close to it. There are also questions about Anderson's purpose, but there is no need to investigate in detail now.

"I have one last question." Anderson silently took out his self-defense pistol and pointed it at Trinity's unchanging forehead.

"Heh... for now... I'm just interested..." A sad smile appeared on her lips.

【choke--】

"boom!"

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【choke--】

"boom!"

Anderson pinched his forehead and opened his eyes. He looked at the alarm clock that had turned into scrap metal and the short-haired girl in black who was pointing a Glock 17 at it. For a moment, he felt his head hurt even more.

"That's not the enemy, Trinity (Hisau Maiya)." Anderson raised her hand and lowered her gun. "Put it away... No, we will move directly."

"Why?" Trinity's stern face remained unchanged, whether she was shot or asked a question.

After feeling that his headache was slightly relieved, Anderson pointed outside: "Do you think that with gunshots everywhere now, those monsters won't notice this place? No, they can clearly sense where the gunshots are not near them. Of the same kind, if nothing else happens, corpse puppets will come here soon."

"Oh," Trinity nodded, "I'm sorry."

"Forget it." During the conversation, Anderson had packed up his things and left the abandoned hotel where he was temporarily staying with a gun in one hand.

This is the twentieth year since the "Reapers" invaded the earth. The population of 7 billion has been "harvested" to less than 200 million, but miraculously they have stalemate with the invaders, and some places have even quietly resumed production.

Trinity was rescued by him from a gathering place that was invaded by corpse puppets. She was probably in a state of expressionless indifference because of being too frightened. However, she learned shooting and fighting quickly, and was kept by Anderson as a Assistant training.

Her only problem is that she is too aggressive.

At this time, some ignorant guys advocated that the aliens were about to be repelled, and even began to plan the distribution of rights after the war. To people like Anderson who knew the inside story, it was undoubtedly a joke.

The reason is that those monsters that humans have tried their best to defeat are not "Reapers" at all, but cannon fodder created by casually transforming those aliens after they "harvested" other alien civilizations.

There is only one real Reaper, the huge octopus that has stayed in the sky for twenty years and is considered by ignorant people to be an alien mothership.

And this "big octopus" is also almost the last in strength among the reapers.

Poof, Anderson slashed a knife through the neck of a zombie and led Trinity into an abandoned factory.

In fact - he turned his head briefly and glanced at the fallen blue corpse puppet - this kind of cannon fodder transformed from human beings does not have any special abilities. It is the main force of "harvesting" human beings.

If it weren't for the alien spacecraft that can be seen in the sky at all times, and its behavior of receiving harvested humans, this drama of "Humans turned into humanoid monsters hunting humans" would look like Resident Evil.

"Hi, Neo." A young man wearing goggles and engineering attire opened the door of the factory basement and welcomed Anderson and Trinity in.

"Mouse? Why are you? Where are the pagers and switches?" After Anderson sent Trinity in, he looked behind him carefully before entering the basement and closing the door.

"They went to pick up Morpheus." Although the young man held a weapon in his hand, he didn't look nervous at all: "Anyone can do such a thing as looking at the gate."

"..." Anderson wanted to refute, but found that it seemed to be the case.

Maybe those alien corpse puppets have some special abilities that need to be alerted, but human corpse puppets simply increase their strength and speed, and change their appearance. After all, humans without intelligence are completely incomparable to animals.

For example, if a human tracks a target to a factory and finds that the target has disappeared inexplicably, they will of course look for a secret door in a secret room or something, but corpse puppets will not. After they lose their target, they will directly return to the same path and continue wandering.

"Nothing of value can be found in this area." Anderson poured the materials collected in his backpack on the table: "When Morpheus comes back, I will talk to him about the transfer."

"Well, well," Mouse counted the things on the table: "Anyway, you two have the final say on 'Normandy'."

"Normandy" is the name of this unknown armed group. Who proposed the name is unclear. The proposer said it means "burning the cauldron". Anderson still remembers it clearly.

Compared with other blindly optimistic teams, the goal of "Normandy" from the beginning was the "Reaper" in the sky.

Through intelligence analysis through various channels, the "Reaper" does not intend to destroy all life, but intends to clean up any "intelligent creatures" and preserve their technology and specimens. In such a large-scale operation, there will definitely be some leaks. Fish, and the Reaper will definitely not disrupt his deployment just for a few small fish. As long as the Reaper is killed, this small planet in a remote cantilevered remote galaxy will not attract attention at all.

Boom, boom, boom! At this time, there was a knock on the basement door.

"Ah, it's Morpheus." Mouse dropped what he was holding and ran toward the door.

Well, I hope he can find the key to assassinating the Reaper, the "Mass Effect Core". Human weapon levels are not painful for such big guys at all...

Wait, this code is wrong!

Seeing that the mouse had opened the door, Anderson quickly picked up the alien weapon before he had time to stop it.

"Morpheus? How did you--ah!" "Zizzi-!"

A blazing white light flashed, and the mouse flew back with its whole body charred and black: "Little... heart..."

Standing at the door at this time was a blue-colored "Morpheus", and the weapon in his hand was shining with a dazzling blue light.

Damn it! What kind of corpse puppet is this? Can it be disguised? !

Anderson aimed at "Morpheus" at the door and pulled the "trigger", but the weapon in his hand began to buzz with energy.

This kind of plasma gun has an extremely long range and is extremely powerful, but its most fatal flaw is that it requires 2 to 5 seconds to charge, which completely frustrated his plan to dodge immediately after shooting - he would not be able to hit at all. Enemy.

Squeak! Sizzle!

At this moment, time seemed to slow down.

Anderson clearly saw that the two plasma guns simultaneously stimulated a stream of blazing blue light towards their target. The two streams of light met in the middle, disturbed each other slightly and then passed by, still moving unswervingly towards The target flies away.

At this time, Trinity appeared in front of Anderson at an extremely slow and extremely fast speed, blocking the incoming light stream with her slender body.

The next moment, the slowed down time suddenly resumed, the blue "Morpheus" was directly knocked away, and Trinity also flew upside down into Anderson's arms.

"Trinity! What are you doing!" Anderson threw the plasma gun directly and hugged her.

"I...shouldn't...wait..." She raised her hand with difficulty, touched Anderson's cheek, and then dropped it heavily.

"What's going on!?" Morpheus's voice sounded far away.

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"How is this going!?"

As the metal deck vibrated at a distance, Morpheus rushed over and glared fiercely at Anderson, who was operating the Normandy's robotic arm:

"Why did you drive the spaceship into the territory of 'Grox' without permission!"

"Don't be nervous, Captain, this is their garbage disposal site. There will be no octopus heads patrolling except for routine inspections. We are safe." Anderson looked at the screen full of green letters and answered without looking back. road.

"I'm asking! Why!" Morpheus's eyes almost popped out.

"Because someone took my red pill." Anderson remained calm.

"Oh, it turns out you are going to pick people up to reality, so that's no problem - do you think I would say that!" Morpheus continued to roar: "We have no arrangements to pick up people from the matrix at all! Get the ship right now Drive away!"

"In addition, since the person I was picking up was a woman, I invited Naobi to help." Anderson said.

"Nai—" Morpheus paused in the middle of the roar, looked around, and touched his bald head: "When did she get on the ship?"

"When you were fighting with the agents," Anderson gave a thumbs up: "Don't worry, she saw your heroic fighting style."

"Yeah...well done, Neo." Morpheus started to giggle.

Boom!

The door to the operating room was kicked open, and a black woman wearing a red trench coat, a brown leather suit, and sunglasses walked in.

"Morpheus, and Neo, you two, get out of here!" She grabbed Neo by the collar and pulled him up from his seat, then threw him out the door.

Morpheus raised his hands and stepped out.

A moment later, a woman fell directly down the pipe and was firmly caught by Normandy's specially modified mechanical claw.

"[Happy birthday, Trinity (Irisviel).]" Naobi said softly through the speaker.

"I...want...to kill...you...Neo..." Trinity lay on the wet mechanical claw and said harsh words weakly.