In the dark and unknown underground world, Xiao Ai is dozing off in the utility room.
There are a lot of debris left by professors here, so few people come here, so it becomes Xiao Ai's secret base.
The sleepy Xiao Ai will not miss any opportunity to sleep. After all, sleeping is more comfortable than the torturous chores of the professor.
What Xiao Ai used as a pillow today was an arm bone.
The professor regarded this bone as a treasure and studied it for several years, but unfortunately, the professor was unable to find anything useful.
In the end, this rotten bone that the professor had high hopes for was finally thrown into the utility room, and then used by Xiao Ai as a pillow.
This arm is strange. It is made of bones, but there is a black bracelet on it.
I don’t know what’s going on, but this bracelet seems to be attached to the bones and cannot be removed no matter what.
At this time, Xiao Ai was staring at the small space above his head in a daze, and suddenly the earth began to shake.
Xiao Ai was so excited that he quickly got up and ran out.
This kind of situation has not happened before. Usually when this happens, either the monsters on the surface have started violent activities, or something big is about to happen.
Xiao Ai rushed out of the utility room, and then walked through the winding underground corridor to the lower space.
It was a mess here too, with groups of people running around, obviously panicked.
After Xiao Ai ran into the huge underground space, he got into a tunnel, then continued downward, and soon came to behind a door.
Opening the door, Xiao Ai saw his mentor.
The white-haired old professor was staring at the wall in front of him.
The walls looked like living things squirming.
"What's wrong? Professor?"
Xiao Ai asked in fear.
Everyone in the room was staring at the wall, and some unusual symbols appeared on the projection on the wall.
The old professor who interpreted these symbols showed a solemn look on his face: "Something must have happened to those monsters on the ground, otherwise it would be impossible for the old thing to restart."
"Who knows?"
Another gray-haired old man said: "There is no need to pay attention to these. We have already lost in this world. If we want to find a chance to turn around, we still have to consider other ways."
"Other ways? Humph, it's easier said than done!" The old professor was sarcastic, his skinny face looking like a zombie. "I hope I can bring back some good news on the 27th."
The old professor heard this and sneered: "I'm afraid he won't be able to come back."
Hearing this, Xiao Ai couldn't help but shiver.
At this time, there was another tremor, the pattern on the wall suddenly changed, and the old professor exclaimed: "No, that old thing is upgrading!"
"Upgrade? Why? They have obviously won, the whole world belongs to them, and we are hiding underground like bugs... It still wants to upgrade? Is this necessary?"
"Something's wrong!" The old professor paced back and forth in the room, and then said: "It is necessary for us to organize a death squad to go to the ground."
"What are you going up for? Are you going to die?"
Another old guy asked.
"When the old guy was created, there was a backdoor in it. I need to read its data and know what it is doing!" Old Professor He spoke.
"Mr. Ding, how do you know this?"
The companions all exclaimed.
The old professor said: "Of course I know that all these years of hard work will not yield any results."
Immediately, a middle-aged man with a resolute face said: "I will organize the manpower now and work hard to complete the data reading."
At this time, the earth was shaking again, and the old professor's face was already very ugly: "This piece of shit is still absorbing the energy from the center of the earth. If you do this, it will completely destroy the world!"
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The world on the ground is a dark yellow halo.
The sky is filled with dust and suspended particles, preventing sunlight from penetrating the dense clouds.
Such a terrifying scene can only be regarded as a sprinkling of water in the northwest Shacheng explosion that is raging in Beijing and Tianjin.
In the dim world, many buildings are buried in the yellow sand. Civilization and life seem to have disappeared from the planet, leaving only desolation and silicon-based mechanical creatures that occasionally move around.
From the depths of the ruins of a city that had long been buried in sulfur and borax, bursts of ticking electronic harmonies came.
【Absorbing energy】
【Waiting for purification】
[Module development begins]
…
…
【Element Analysis】
[Reorganization of molecular structure modules]
[Development of new module successful]
[Coating module online]
…
…
[Start recalling combat units]
【Start preparation plan】
Accompanied by the terrifying synthesized sound, a large number of silicon-based life forms poured into the ground as if they had received instructions and began to undergo transformation.
This scene is extremely shocking, like a swarm of bees returning to their hive, full of dense terror.
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within the federal territory.
Humanity's major counterattack came very quickly, as fast as a tornado.
With the help of artificial rainfall rockets and weather missiles, it can be said that rain falls wherever the human army strikes.
With the help of heavy rain, the silicon-based life forms that invaded the human plane suffered a disastrous defeat.
At this time, in this great situation, one person's situation is rather embarrassing.
This person is none other than Song Ziyu.
Song Ziyu, who was originally very popular, became useless in an instant after silicon-based life found its "vital gate".
Not only that!
The more than eight million zombies that Song Ziyu transferred from Miluo City-State not only have no use, but have become a serious problem for the Federation and the Northern Steel Alliance.
Because these zombies cannot be resettled, wherever they are placed is a security problem.
what should I do?
Song Ziyu has directly become a urinal. It is used when it is needed. Now it is dirty after urinating and it is an eyesore wherever it is thrown.
So the relevant parties of the Northern Steel Alliance began to negotiate with Song Ziyu to see where these millions of zombies would be released.
Song Ziyu was also very anxious.
He attaches great importance to the righteousness of human life and death. When his realm is high, the situation will be different, so Song Ziyu doesn't pay attention to other people's opinions.
The first priority right now is to resettle these zombie waves that have traveled thousands of miles.
These zombies are not like humans who can follow orders and prohibitions. When he was in Miluo City, Song Ziyu almost circled the boundaries of a province to raise these zombies. Now he also needs corresponding conditions to deal with them.
After much negotiation, Song Ziyu finally asked for a piece of land at the junction of the Northern Steel Alliance and the Federation to house these zombies.
Of course, this is just a temporary measure. After the zombies are collected, they will still have to go back to where they came from.
However, these zombies making such a fuss is still good for Song Ziyu. At least few people in the Northern Steel Alliance dare to provoke him easily.
Facts have proved that Song Ziyu’s operation saved many, many lives.
