In the scorched battlefield are the souls of the dead that cannot be appeased.

It turns out that no matter what kind of existence you were in life, you can't even recognize your original appearance at the end of your life.

The girl in the middle of the devastated earth was helpless, kneeling in front of an unidentifiable charred corpse, which was lying on its back, charred and black, except for a cross pendant tied around its neck.

Her world seemed to be infinitely shrunk, shrinking to fit only this side of the charred ruins.

"I'm sorry...... It's me late......"

Unable to speak a smooth sentence, the qiē in front of her seemed to be far away from her, and there seemed to be a certain part in the depths of her brain that was blocked, and the things that were constantly poured into her brain from inexplicable places lost their catharsis and swelled painfully.

Words are superfluous, full of guilt, sadness, and loss, she can't speak.

She wanted to shout, hysterically, and with her broken throat she drank to God.

"Why? Why did you send us hope to take it away in the future?!"

It's just that she can't ask.

"Boom!!"

The clouds gathered at some point, and the thunder seemed to tear the whole world apart.

"K. Matt!"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the girl kneeling on the ground heard the voice calling for her from the thunder.

It's so slight, yet so profound, that even thunder can't completely hide it.

"Who's calling me?"

Looking around, where is there half a person here?

"K. Matt!!"

There was another thunderclap, and the voice mixed with the thunder was gradually recognized, just a slightly rough female voice, with anxiety in her voice, and there seemed to be some other words in it besides calling the girl's name, but K. Matt could not distinguish it from the thunder.

"Claire......?"

She remembered a name, but she couldn't remember the voice and smile that belonged to its owner.

The memories of the past seem to be a lifetime away.

"K. Matt!" was called out to her this time by a man's voice, which sounded a little immature.

As if it was blocking a qiē other than this name, the only thing the girl could hear clearly was this name.

"Hmm......" K. Matt clutched her head, and only then did she realize that she couldn't seem to remember the moment she appeared before the ruins.

All she remembered was her own name and the man's deeds.

The astringent sensation that came from the depths of her brain welled up in waves, as if it was about to burst her skull, and the more K. Matt thought back to how she ended up in this ruin, the more painful it became.

"Ah!!!h

The intense pain finally gave the girl the strength to scream, and she screamed frantically, looking up at the cloudy sky.

Lightning lit up her face, and thunder filled her ears.

Her world began to turn white, losing its light and sound, and her soul seemed to drift through screams, falling into a place where there was no gravity.

……

"K. Matt!"

On the makeshift saddle used as a hospital bed, Claire touched K. Matt's forehead with one hand and held K. Matt's hand with the other, and she anxiously called out the girl's name.

"Damn! How could I leave the doctor behind!"

Claire blamed herself, frowning at the warmth coming back from the hand that was caressing K. Matt's forehead.

"I really didn't expect it, it's not the first time I've seen such a scene, why can't this guy bear it this time......" Mickey said on the side, standing outside the car door, his duty at this time was to be a 'saline bottle holder', holding a bottle of saline mixed with glucose solution in his hand.

Nowadays, they only have such drugs that have little practical effect.

No, such a thing is not even called a 'medicine'.

Watching the transparent liquid flow into the girl's body through the guò needle, Claire did not respond to Mickey's words.

The answer to the question of why K. Matt fell is all too obvious.

"I hope you're strong-willed, and if that guy knows he's dead, then you're the new 'knight' with his sword on your back. ”

Claire leaned down and kissed K. Matt's hot forehead, and after kissing her, she whispered into the ear of the unconscious girl.

Her voice was close to pleading for the gods' mercy, but as far as Mitch knew, Claire was an atheist.

"Take care of her, I'll go see if there's any news down there. When she looked up again, Claire was already wearing sunglasses.

Even Mickey, who was so close to her, couldn't see her eyes under her sunglasses.

The sun on the horizon has deflected.

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Underground, the brightly lit main control room of the test site.

"Let's do it!"

After a few hours of manpower, the 'octopus' now lives up to its name - because it has more brachiopods than any other octopus in biology.

Twenty-six "wrist feet"!

As for why the number 'twenty-six'......

Erin said that even she couldn't add even one robotic arm to the core body of the 'octopus', and that the 'octopus' at this time was more appropriate to be called a 'hedgehog' than an octopus.

"Well, all the parts are fine, right?" asked one of the clones on one side.

"It seems so. At this time, Erin was typing on the keyboard on the main control computer, and as she continued to type on the keyboard, the 'octopus' was doing various actions in accordance with the instructions issued by the computer.

Or "blow up", or use a few robotic arms to prop yourself up and 'walk' a few steps, or even do a backflip.

This is truly a nimble 'octopus'......

"Now you can do the last step, come two big sisters, let's move this computer~" As if playing with a new toy, Erin couldn't stop at all.

The computer in the main control room has long been removed from the main control unit, but the various wiring is still connected here, although Erin is "full of 'mechanic skills'", but in the absence of raw materials, it is impossible for her to make a suitable mobile power supply.

"Eight, nine, it's your turn. "In order to make it easier for the clones to call, they voluntarily added a number to the name of 'Alice', and while it is unknown how these guys determined their numbers, it seems that this is at least a way to distinguish these identical guys.

"Tsk...... It's a short break......"

The clones known as 'Eight' and 'Nine' stood up from one corner to the other, they had been sitting before, looking at the bottles in their hands and the smiles on their faces, it looked like a gym if you ignored the situation in which everyone was trapped.

"Don't be wordy, let's work hard!Strive to finish the project before dinner starts!"

“yes，sir！”

When it came to dinner, everyone was motivated.

What a bunch of innocent guys......

For no reason, Erin sighed

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