Chapter 877: Enemy with the City

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“After the game, Dave quit the church and returned to his hometown in District 12, where he had relatives and friends. I heard that he married a wife, had children, and opened a ship repair yard in that beautiful coastal city. "

Lu Xiang listened to the story quietly while tasting the tomato-flavored potato chips he bought from the convenience store on the way here.

It smelled like essence, but it was still not as delicious as the snacks Song Lan made at home.

Dave was a contestant in the 35th Cricket Fighting Competition. It was already the end of the war, and the Church had already gained an absolute advantage. The entire Council fell under the control of the Church, and the remnants of the Mechanicus were scattered and hiding.

This 35th competition was held to resolve the disagreement over "whether to ban the Mechanicum and completely ban prosthetics."

At the same time, this was also the last championship that Song Lan won. According to him, a rising star appeared in the 36th Cricket Fighting Competition.

It's just that he really can't remember the identity and name of that rising star, and his memory of the cricket fighting competition stopped at the 35th edition.

And Dave became a champion from an unknown and ordinary fisherman. After winning the game, he was supposed to be among the top leaders of the church and participate in the church's future decision-making. However, like previous champions, he suddenly became a champion after winning the game. "Seeing through the world of mortals", he decided to stay away from all disputes and return to his hometown to live a leisurely and peaceful life with his relatives and friends.

Even the first runner-up Black Flash is no exception.

According to Song Lan, this mutant insect led his followers to the "outside world" after the game and established his own settlement in a deserted place.

However, this ending is at least much better than Lu Xiang's initial guess.

Although the champions have lost their fighting spirit, they are still living a comfortable life somewhere at the moment.

And after the traces of the war are erased along with the Dark Ages, no one will remember their title of champion.

Maybe the owner of the ship repair shop in your town, who seems harmless to humans and animals and is kind every day, was once a figure who stood at the top of psychic abilities when he was young.

Judging from the results, the church's plan to completely eradicate the Mechanicum went bankrupt due to Song Lan's interference.

As for the secret of the church's destruction, it was hidden in the process of the 36th Cricket Fighting Competition.

"The reason why the Mechanicus can survive is actually because of the internal strife in the church."

A familiar voice sounded from the eyeball navigation robot floating beside them.

Although RT6 had already had a premonition, she still instinctively felt uncomfortable after her suspicion was confirmed.

In Song Lan's story, "mother" was once the loser.

They misjudged the power of the church and psychic energy, and hid around like rats on the street, which made it difficult for her to accept this fact.

"After all, the Mechanicum was only born during the Third War, and it is understandable that it was plotted by a cunning enemy."

Song Lan tried to comfort the other party.

"How could you say that about yourself?"

Lu Xiang raised objections.

But then she thought about it, Song Lan was indeed very cunning in daily life, and even the professional fraud gangs in District 17 often fell into his hands.

Song Lan waved her hand, "I'm different from them."

"What's the difference?"

"I joined later. They were so annoying that I reluctantly agreed to their invitation."

He is different from those fanatical believers. The so-called upper world has no attraction for him. The rich material life in big cities has made him very satisfied.

This sentence also reached the ears of the "Emperor" through the eye navigation robot.

For some reason, an unknown fire suddenly surged into his heart. Although he had no memory of the background of the cricket fighting competition mentioned by Song Lan, what he said just now made him want to punch the opponent in the back of the head involuntarily. .

The "Emperor" seriously doubted that Song Lan had never played a leading role in the church.

Even as they were talking, the fighting in the neighborhood reached a fever pitch.

Vadim lived up to his name as the Underground Emperor of the Fourth District. He stood on the high platform of the block like a god of war. In front of him was the staggering crowd.

The stairs were already piled with broken weapons and prosthetic parts.

Facts have once again proved that in the Cricket Fighting Competition, the crowd tactic has no effect at all.

Vadim exhaled. Apart from him, there was no one standing around for tens of meters. There were many familiar faces among these wailing criminals. With the arrival of this cricket fighting competition, , these small characters have become a lot more difficult somehow.

He looked up, staring at the two figures in the bleachers.

Not long ago, "Nothingness" reminded him that other contestants were arriving one after another, and the real opponent would arrive soon.

In addition, Vadim also saw another familiar figure.

"blue eyes".

At this moment, "Blue Eyes" changed back to the appearance of the original company man. He climbed all the way up the stairs, and finally stood in front of the two people and the eye navigation robot.

"While I appreciate the valuable information you provided us, there are a few things I have to correct you on."

"Blue Eyes" intervened in the conversation, "Hiding is also part of our strategy. Mother and we never expected to win the war with a few cybernetics or war machines. Unfortunately, due to the internal disputes in the church, Before our counterattack could begin, the church was disintegrating from within.”

Just now, Military Technology temporarily changed its plan.

There was a roar on the ground beneath his feet, and the vibrations tore the entire block apart almost in the blink of an eye.

The building that lost its fulcrum did not collapse. Instead, it turned into the shape of a hand, holding them in the palm of its hand.

The shaking did not stop there, but intensified.

When the ground was completely divided, the giant object hidden underneath finally revealed its true face.

A huge mechanical creation.

At this moment, Song Lan, who was high up in the sky, could only see half of the body of this mechanical creation.

RT6 was also shocked by the scene in front of her. After a long time, she noticed that the "blue eyes" had been staring at her.

"Remember, we are not the losers."

Under the roar of the gear rotation, the mechanical creation opened its "eyes".

The flashing red light immediately enveloped the entire fourth district. From the moment the mechanical creation was activated, the entire city seemed to come alive.

"History will always leave regrets. At that time, we didn't have time to decide the winner."

This is the company's real trump card.

As for nutritional injections, the worms rooted in these people's bodies, and even the Mechanicus of the past, they are just tools they use to understand the world and conduct experiments.

"You renovated the entire city!?"

This is an unimaginably huge project for RT6, and its complexity far exceeds her imagination.

Military Technology actually made it so that going against the company was equivalent to going against the entire coalition government.

"RT6, this is our first meeting."

"Blue Eyes" looked carefully at the floating eyeball navigation robot.

Military technology never likes to fight unprepared, but this was an exception.

This involves a century-long feud, and RT6's reaction just now proves the necessity of their doing so - the same kind born after that war have long forgotten their former mortal enemies.

This stems from changes in my mother.

However, not all creation agrees with Mother’s ideas.

"We will prove to her that we made the right decision."



Vadim heard the conversation between the two parties intermittently, not only because the prosthetic transformation made his hearing sharper, but also because the moment the ground left, his body was thrown into the sky.

When he saw the true face of the mechanical creation, its heavy fist had already hit him.

For a time, the entire block of buildings became the arms of mechanical creation.

There was no foothold on the ground, and Vadim saw the unconscious criminals fall into the cracks one by one, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

He got good news and bad news at the same time.

Both express the same thing - his ability to work on this mechanical monster.

Because from the moment they looked at each other, he seemed to have become the mechanical creation's number one target for annihilation.

Every time it swung a punch, one or more buildings would hit him.

The entire block became chaotic, forcing Vadim to carve a path through the suspended platforms.

The sudden change forced Vadim to activate the "overload" system, but the 2-second time limit was too short after all, not to mention that the platforms he used as landing points were also part of the mechanical creation. It is huge, but it can control every part of itself with precision.

For example, turning the ground upside down the moment he touches the landing point is enough to cause him to fall out of strength.

When Vadim realized these details, his whole body was unable to move due to the side effects of "overloading".

There is only one question in his mind now.

"Isn't this TND cheating?"

He questioned "nothingness" in his mind.

Such a huge mechanical creation obviously does not fit the theme of "fighting crickets". He believes that as a contestant and organizer, "Nothingness" should immediately ban this cheater who violated the regulations.

However, the "nihilistic" feedback is as annoying as the formulaic responses from the game company's customer service.

“The Cricket Fighting Competition does not prohibit robots from participating in the competition. According to the process, if players find something unreasonable during the competition, they can submit their opinions to the adjudication committee, and these suggestions may be adopted in the next Cricket Fighting Competition. "

Where is the next cricket fighting competition coming from?

Vadim's body was still falling. At this moment, his ability had completely had the opposite effect - the mechanical creation did not seem to intend to let him go. He watched helplessly as a high-rise building was lifted up and covering his face. It hit him.

Shadows covered the sky, and darkness gradually enveloped him.

It's over!

Vadim seemed to hear someone shouting in his ear.

As we all know, the contestants who died in the previous Cricket Fighting Competition were not resurrected to compete in the competition.

And "nothingness"...

This cheater never mentioned that he would encounter a giant robot as his opponent!

Before the darkness fell, countless ideas emerged in his mind, but none of them could help him get out of the predicament, and "Void" still looked like he was watching a good show, with no intention of helping.

The giant shadow crashing down on him was getting closer and closer.

Although the process took a turn, his ending did not.

But thinking about it carefully, Vadim also realized that "Nothingness" never seemed to promise him that he could survive this game safely.

The other party just promised that this would bring him closer and closer to the truth, and he would not die in unknown circumstances like his followers.

Now Vadim seems to understand.

Everything that is happening to them now stems from a feud that has been obscured by history.

In front of the wheel of history, any individual will only be crushed like an ant.

And those who can influence the direction of history are like "nothingness" looking down at them from an unknown place at this moment.

The oncoming wind pressure was so strong that Vadim could not breathe. After all, his spiritual power had its limits. In this state, it was not enough to withstand the weight of a building.

But if you think about it on the bright side, this ending is better than losing to a group of little characters who can't even be named.

"Hello."

Vadim opened his eyes and looked forward calmly, "Who is ranked now? Can you squeeze into the top three?"

"have no idea."

"have no idea?"

"Because the game isn't over yet."

Vadim still wanted to say something, because this might be the last trace he left in this world, but at the next moment, he understood the meaning of "emptiness".

Before his body was about to be crushed into powder by the building, a figure suddenly appeared between him and the building.

The figure with its back to him is wearing boxing gloves, resembling a fighter in an underground boxing match.

But this kind of dressing up did not surprise him. Most of the people on the street today were dressed in strange clothes. In comparison, the underground boxers were already dressed in a relatively normal way.

What was abnormal was the right fist thrown by the figure.

Facing the behemoth that was about to crush them, the newcomer just waved his right fist, so that for a moment, Vadim suspected that there must be something wrong with the opponent's brain.

The next moment, Vadim saw something unusual.

At first it was just a fleeting black arc, which made him think he was dazzled.

Unprecedented energy burst out in front of him.

It is similar to psychic energy, but there is a subtle difference.

In an instant, the world in Vadim's eyes was blackened by the spreading energy, and any object touched by the energy was instantly destroyed.

Vadim couldn't help but look at the mechanical creation.

As "Nothing" said, the game is not over yet, and there are still many unimaginable opponents in this game.

And now...

Vadim was suddenly stunned.

He clearly felt the mechanical creature's gaze, which immediately filled his heart with rage.

Uncle's!

Why are you always staring at me?

The two hundred and forty-four of the small theater:

Monday, a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, noon

Although Lu Xiang looks cold on the outside, he is actually a person with a good temper.

This is the unanimous evaluation of her by the top brass of the insect swarm.

But the premise is that you can't joke about her food. It is said that when the hornworm stole the egg fried rice from the refrigerator at night, Lu Xiang directly pulled a gun on it - this is a treatment that no other member of the insect swarm has received.

"She really loves you, and this doesn't even bother you."

Bai Zhu felt cold all over just after hearing what Song Lan did.

"I just wanted to make a little joke with her. Aren't prank videos of couples often popular on the Internet before?"

Song Lan learned several tricks from the videos.

Including replacing the Oreo filling with mustard and freezing bitter melon juice to disguise it as a popsicle.

But after experiencing criticism and education on April Fool's Day, he overturned all plans.

Although Lu Xiang would not hit or curse anyone when he was angry, his methods of criticizing and educating people were varied, and each one left people with lingering fears.

Song Lan seriously suspected that she secretly uploaded prank videos in the department.

Thinking of this, he suddenly asked on a whim, "By the way, Bai Zhu, have you checked Lao Lu's browsing history?"

"Uh, well..."

"researched?"

"It's better that you don't know."

"Be more specific."

"For the sake of being a friend, I will tell you quietly that Lao Lu still holds a grudge... I can only say that the fact that you broke the oven without telling her has already been written down in her notebook. "