[New here, you say so. 】
"Indeed." Shangluo followed subconsciously.
【...】
"..."
Shangluo froze in place, as if something was wrong. Something seemed to be talking just now?
An inexplicable feeling came over me, but it seemed like an illusion. It wasn't even the same as when I'd felt those generators before—not a vague flashback this time, but a clear, unmistakable sound. And he was sure that it was not his own voice.
"Who are you?" he asked subconsciously.
【...】
A faint gasp could be heard, but there was no response.
"Mr. Xiaoshang? What are you talking about?" asked Jefferson next to him.
"Ah, it's okay, I heard wrong."
【No no no no no! You heard it right! It turns out you can actually hear it! I thought it was my imagination! 】
Like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, the voice suddenly popped out, for fear that Shangluo wouldn't be able to hear her. Before Shangluo could reply, she immediately continued:
【Help! I've had enough of this bunch of bullshit guys who just accept the results they want and then repeat the predictions when they don't work out. I'm getting annoyed with them! You can hear me, right? ! Can you hear it? Do me a favor! Sorry! Just recite silently, no need to speak. 】
"Why should I help you? Are you some kind of monster?" Shangluo thought silently in his heart.
[In front of you is the infinite divine machine "Apolonia". The creator of destiny, the pioneer of the future, the divine machine of light and prophecy, the wisest of all divine machines, the most eternal of all wise men...]
"I can't fit so many people in my house."
【Okay, okay! I am Apollonia, Apollonia is me. A hapless guy in need of help, and you're the only one who can hear me. I need your help. 】
"Wait a minute, you haven't explained why I want to help you."
[As you can see, those coin tossing tricks just came from my power. It's just that these fools can only play magician's tricks, and they don't know what a real miracle is - for example, now I can help you escape. Believe it or not, they actually have no intention of letting you leave alive. There are killers outside now. If you don't believe it, you can find an excuse and say you want to go out. Otherwise - Shangluo, use urine escape! 】
There was an inexplicable familiarity to this line, which made him feel a little strange. But Shangluo decided to give it a try, because he really couldn't trust these barbarians.
He raised his head and asked: "Excuse me, where is the toilet?"
Jefferson still had a smile on his face: "Oh, Mr. Shang, things here will be over soon. How about I teach you how to use miracles now? Or let me divine your fate?"
"But I really want to go to the toilet now..."
"Please be sure to wait. It will be over in a short while." Jefferson stood up, his face a little unhappy.
【What did I just say? He doesn't want you to leave this room at all! Do you believe it now? 】
"What should I do now?" he asks the mysterious voice calling herself "Apolonia" for advice.
[Let’s do some divination first. Divination can determine your destiny through observation, and then we determine the path. 】
"good."
The cards were in front of him, and Shangluo drew two.
Two clowns were smiling at him. One is the big king and the other is the little king.
"What does it mean to draw a big or small king?"
[What else can it mean? Wang Zhao! No taboos, just rush out! 】
"Are there any Tarot cards that are worth mentioning???"
【I say yes, there are no taboos! No taboos! Just rush and that's it. Or are you going to sit here and wait to die? The two dozen gunmen outside are the real deal. 】
"Okay... Then should I rush straight away, or do I have to make some preparations?" Shangluo hasn't lived enough yet and doesn't want to die here.
[There is a pistol in the first drawer on the left side of his desk. Maybe bringing that gun will give you some peace of mind. There is a music box placed next to the pistol, and that is my true body. Take these two items and rush out immediately. 】
"Mr. Xiaoshang?" Jefferson asked again, "Why are you standing still? Check what's wrong quickly...Stop! Why are you walking in!"
Shangluo walked to the desk without saying a word, and then stretched out his hand towards the first drawer on the left——
"Hey, what are you doing!" Jefferson knew what was there better than anyone else and rushed forward to intercept it. But Shangluo was closer to the table. He opened the drawer and found a pistol inside.
A silver pistol.
The 0.50cm self-defense pistol "Gladius" was the standard equipment of the Roman Army. But unlike other Roman weapons that would bear regimental emblems, this pistol had no markings that could identify the user.
The safety is unlocked and the pistol is ready to fire, just so it can be taken out and fired at any time. But when Shangluo's hand touched the gun, the gun itself seemed to provide more information...
A box-shaped white music box also lay quietly next to the pistol.
"You said there are no taboos, right? I won't die no matter what?" Shangluo made the final confirmation.
[Yes, the fate is determined once it is observed, just like it was possible to guess correctly 15 times in a row before. Now you have no inhibitions. Eh! what are you doing! Where are you pointing? 】
When he touched the gun, he already knew the condition of the gun. But the person in front of me didn't know that.
"Well...there are no taboos, right?"
Facing Jefferson, Shangluo looked at him with a half-smile.
"What...what are you going to do?"
Shangluo raised his pistol, pointed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger.
"Click", he heard the sound of the hammer hitting. This kind of mechanical movement is often directly covered by the sound of gunpowder explosion. But now he heard it clearly.
Jefferson heard it too. He was stunned.
"You just drew the big king and the little king...and then you said 'no taboos.'" Jefferson's voice began to tremble, "Can you have a conversation with angels? Are angels providing you with protection?"
"That's it, that's right." Shangluo walked over step by step - he reached out and picked up the deck of playing cards.
"I'll lend you your playing cards."
Shangluo walked out the door, and Jefferson, who was staying there and talking to himself, didn't stop him.
...
Outside, the door creaked open. Shangluo walked out slowly.
Sure enough, there were twenty-four gunmen outside, no more, no less. They all squatted in the corner, leaving a path in the middle.
Shangluo walked out of the door, turned around and closed the door gently.
"Thank you for your hard work." He nodded to everyone, and then walked through the middle with a swagger, as if he was working here.
Among the more than 20 people, a few people returned the greeting, but most of them were holding their guns and leaning against the wall without moving. But no one reached out to stop him, and no one even watched Shangluo leave their sight. After all, Senator Jefferson did not give an order.
After walking two steps, we reached the T-junction of the tunnel. There were forks on the left and right in front of us.
"Well, men are on the left and women are on the right, so take the left."
He turned to the left and ran into Franklin, who had sent him in earlier.
Franklin was walking through the hallway holding an orange cardboard box. He was startled when he saw Shangluo, because Shangluo obviously shouldn't be here at this time:
"Why did you come out? Hey, I'm talking to you, why did you come out! Come back!" He tilted his head and poked his head out from behind the cardboard box and shouted, but Shangluo walked forward regardless. He carried playing cards in his left pocket and a music box in his right pocket, moving slowly along the corridor as if taking a walk.
"Hey, hey!" After yelling twice, Franklin threw the orange carton directly to the ground. He walked to the door of the senator's office in a few steps: "Come here! Catch him! Catch him back!"
The 24 gunmen glanced at him, but remained unmoved. They just stood there quietly holding their guns.
"Hey! Do you know that you let go of the most important person! You don't want to live anymore!"
"Stop shouting." Jefferson opened the door from inside and stood at the door. "They can't understand your official language. These soldiers recruited from London are different from you. They only speak English."
"Senator, he ran away! Let these people catch him quickly!"
"You can't stop him." Jefferson shook his head. "The angels are protecting him. If you can't stop him, let him go and save some dignity for ourselves."
"Senior Senator, we had a hard time inviting him here. Are you just going to watch him leave? This is too ridiculous!"
"Okay." Jefferson sighed, "We have come to this point, and we still can't accept our fate. Human beings are always struggling in vain."
He cleared his throat and gave the order to pursue in English.
...
[You scared him just now. ] Apollonia made a sound, but there was no echo in the narrow corridor.
Shangluo was certain that this sound probably did not exist physically.
"But it didn't scare me. I won't risk my life casually. The gun told me that it was jammed. I just scared him. I can't unconditionally believe what you say."
[No wonder you can talk to me... You can feel simple consciousness in simple machinery. Then in my place, you should be able to feel 'infinity'. 】
"Infinity? What is that?"
[Nothing, just escape quickly first. Someone is chasing you. ] Apollonia reminded.
The sound of dense footsteps immediately sounded from behind. This underground stronghold is actually not big, and it is only a matter of time before we find him.
"Is what you just said about no restrictions still useful? There is a fork in the road ahead. I can go any way I want?"
[You can indeed be as casual as you want, but fate may have a different view of "no taboos" than you do. After all, having no taboos can ensure that you are alive, but can your body remain intact...]
"It's strange... I can't feel it. Are you lying to me? It's obvious that the emotions of other machines are easy to sense. So are you really sure that if you draw the king bomb, there will be no taboos?"
[First of all, I am not a machine, please understand this first. I am the creator of destiny, the pioneer of the future...]
"I said stop, you are so powerful, but these guys only use you to guess coins? Shouldn't they ask how to release the fireball technique? Or how to ascend?"
[How do you know that no one has asked? 】
"Um???"
Her answer made Shangluo stumble. But now he has no time to care about others. He is more important.
Turned to the left - on the left was a corridor, and at the end of the corridor was an iron door. In accordance with the requirements of fire regulations, green escape exit signs are marked on the iron doors.
"As expected, you are quite reliable. Can you just walk to the entrance?"
When he reached the door, he stretched out his hand to open the door - the door didn't move at all. Not locked, but completely rusted.
"Hey! This door smells stale. No one has opened it in at least 5 years! Are you sure this is the right way?"
[Don’t worry, it’s absolutely reliable. 】
The footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer, and there was even the sound of bullets being loaded.
"Hey, hey, Miss Apollonia, if you have an idea, please tell me immediately, otherwise I will have to explain it here today."
[Fate is determined upon observation. If I guess correctly...5, 4, 3]
Shangluo vaguely noticed something, and hid in the corner with a quick step, squatting on the spot with his head in his hands.
With a "boom", the door-breaking bomb blew away the iron door's lock and the entire iron door.
A whole team of soldiers wearing matte scales rushed through the door, each holding a compact Taihe 12-year-old 0.9cm submachine gun.
The submachine gun does not have a silencer, but uses a horn - only by retaining the sound of the shot, you can know that it is a Jin Yiwei who is ransacking your home.
An officer without armor but wearing a flying fish uniform strode in from the military uniform. He was so strong that he stretched out his loose Feiyu suit, and he had an embroidered spring knife on his belt. This is the standard Jin Yiwei style. According to relevant regulations, a military academy wearing a flying fish suit and an embroidered spring knife must be present before the Jin Yiwei can handle the case.
This is a deliberately preserved and exaggerated tradition. Because only in this way can you know that it is Jin Yiwei who came to ransack your home.
The military academy member in Feiyu uniform held a larger hand-held loudspeaker and roared into the corridor:
"Jinyiwei is handling the case! The rest of the gang is retreating! Hand over the hostages, otherwise the whole body will not be kept! Repeat, hand over the hostages, otherwise the whole body will not be kept!"
