War Paradise

The dark red cloud covered the entire sky, and the dissolving corpse left cruel bloodstains.

Relying on the special port provided by the Special Agent of the Security Bureau, the Special Agent and Frankenstein reached the Terminator's territory by "opening and hanging", eliminating the long process of action in the middle.

Then, the two saw a lot of Devil.

There is no "Reaper" in this territory, but it is the complete The Underworld. Where you can see, there are densely packed with a large number of crawlers walking on four legs. They have no skin, bloody muscles and bones. Exposed.

Behind these skinless monsters is a giant piece of meat wriggling, visually at least ten meters high. That thing is still spitting out a large amount of skinless Devil, like agricultural machinery being planted.

"Please leave here." Frankenstein said softly.

Through the special port of the security bureau, they can indeed teleport, but the characters are still as weak as ordinary players. If you run into that terrifying army, you can only end up being crushed.

"Where to go? Master thought you can't find the place, right?" The commissioner muttered, "Do you know where their final battle was?"

"I watched the live broadcast." Even in this case, Frankenstein's words were still very "serious", without a trace of panic: "Let me control the coordinates."

"Do you think the Lord will let an AI control the security bureau's terminal?" The commissioner frowned.

"Is there any other way?" Frankenstein asked in a statement tone.

"..."

Five seconds later, the two of them flashed and appeared on the wasteland of Hall City.

Unlike the scene where the demons danced wildly, there was no sign of life here, and even the corpse had disappeared. There was only total darkness in sight.

Both the earth and the sky seemed to have been swallowed, leaving only a dark and deep void. Looking at the giant "crater" with a diameter of at least one kilometer not far away, and then at the ground that was also eroded into black at his feet, the commissioner let out a sigh of relief:

"Is it here?"

Frankenstein nodded: "They disappeared from here."

"Wait for me to analyze..."

As soon as the special commissioner's voice fell, his body suddenly lost strength and fell to the ground, his consciousness apparently wandering elsewhere.

While waiting for the opponent to return, Frankenstein lowered his head and stared at the ground under his feet, his skinny hands clenched into fists and then let go, making a vague sound under the bandage:

"what……"

——If I was not picked up by that man, I might also be invited to participate in this game.

However, it doesn’t seem to be a bad thing to live with that guy...

It has always been thinking purely rationally, and a strange emotion suddenly rises in its heart. But what followed was not that kind of strange mood swings, but some kind of even stranger thoughts:

——Are you really some kind of "TDK-131" virus?

"Isn't it?" Frankenstein said slowly.

It has indeed forgotten where the own consciousness came from, but the memory of following the virus companions "fighting" in the virtual network is still very clear to this day. And the tens of millions of dollars in deposits stolen from United States on hand prove this point.

So now, standing in the world of "War Paradise", why would I be confused?

Frankenstein stared silently at his own hands, and his incomparably clear vision began to blur. It was clear that it was not a common vision problem of humans, but...

"Welcome back."

A voice came directly into its consciousness, causing Frankenstein's body to tremble.

Although Sacred doesn't know where the other party is, it still feels a subtle sense of familiarity. To be precise-a kind of intimacy.

——I...Is it born from here?

But this is impossible, I was born outside of this world...

Frankenstein intends to clean up the useless "calculation data" as usual, but the idea is completely lingering. The other party seemed to read its thoughts and laughed mockingly:

"Do you really think that you are from a'computer virus'?"

"This is an irrefutable fact." Frankenstein replied.

"Don't be silly, don't you know what viruses are used for? They are just small things designed to destroy and steal. The most important attributes are the degree of concealment and the ability to self-replicate. You really think there are only a few of them. What kind of'artificial intelligence' can be born out of a hundred KB gadget?"

"Yes." Frankenstein was very determined.

People will have a hometown complex like "fallen leaves return to their roots". For Frankenstein, insisting on own origin is even more necessary. After all, if this is even suspected, then he really has nothing.

"You are really naive, humanoid monster." The other party sneered: "I think you should have suspected it too? Now I will tell you the truth."

At that moment, Frankenstein isolated all his senses in the game, but the signal from the other party still passed into his consciousness, forcibly conveying what he wanted to say:

"You were born in this world, you are just an experiment that has been released. Welcome back to your hometown, my compatriot."

"This is...impossible." Frankenstein shook his head vigorously.

That's right, those words are pure nonsense, but just lies used by the other party to disturb their own minds.

But why, who is always stubborn about his own opinions, is so shaken now?

The other party's voice was breathtaking, with a strong attraction, which made Frankenstein's body a little weak. It looked at the commissioner who collapsed on the side. Before it had time to speak, the mysterious voice sounded again:

"Let's go, I will take you to witness the final moment."

...

"Hey, I found the port where they left."

The commissioner opened his eyes and stood up again, only to find that the "companion" who had arrived with him had fallen to the ground and lost consciousness.

"Little brother, what's the matter with you?"

The commissioner reached out and shook Frankenstein's shoulder, then opened the menu and checked. The own teammate is still online, so it should be correct in the game.

"Whatever it is, will the artificial intelligence be in a coma?" the commissioner mumbled.

Seeing that Frankenstein was in a coma, he also temporarily stopped the next plan, planning to leave the place with Frankenstein first.

Just when he had just carried the skinny body of Frankenstein, several uninvited guests appeared on this destroyed land.

Three guys in gray cloaks emerged from the void not far away, raised their right hands to the special agent, and a dazzling red light glowed under the hood:

"Found the intruder and started to eliminate it."

"Dare to speak rudely to the Security Bureau, I think you are tired and crooked." The commissioner pressed his own knuckles and made a crisp pop.

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