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The robot twisted strangely, and was unscathed under the direct hit of the shotgun.

I subconsciously swung my right fist, intending to deliver a sharp blow.

When I saw that what you went out was actually a section with a hook at the end, I was completely confused.

"Damn Wood......"

The robot's movements are dexterous and accurate. It just flicked my hook with a flick of its left arm, and the blow of its right fist was already in sight.

I don't dare let it hit the visor, it's a fool's choice to try the brute force of a machine with my face.

Lean back as hard as you can. My intention was to fall backwards and pop my right leg at the same time.

Halfway through the movement, I realized that I didn't have a part below the calf at all, how could I possibly kick someone.

In the midst of painful introspection, I slapped myself firmly to the ground with a bye.

I felt dizzy for a while, and I wanted to stand up or roll on my side to dodge, but my body had not recovered and I didn't listen to the command.

My vision was blurred, and I saw a dark shadow looming over me.

I was plunged into darkness with a heavy thud.

……

My body shook involuntarily, and it took me a long time to realize that I was in some kind of warehouse. It was pitch black, and only the humming engine sound and the occasional jolt could be felt, and it should have been in the transport vehicle.

I was captured and the nightmare came true.

I've always heard that the so-called covenant of humanity is just a dead letter. The non-mistreatment of prisoners of war clause is a null and void.

What if they torture me? I have limited intelligence, will they believe it?

I was captured by Wolf's infantry, and as robots, they don't follow the so-called human conventions, but they don't have the human habit of abusing their own kind.

Sitting in the transport car, I had a lot of gains and losses along the way. I thought I would soon arrive at Mrs. Wall's stronghold and face cross-examination.

Knowing that I was not a strong-willed person and that I did not have important information, I made up my mind that they would answer whatever they asked me in order to suffer less.

What if the robot didn't even ask, and directly used a confession agent that damages the brain?

The most efficient, and not taking human life seriously, the robot is likely to do that.

Feeling apprehensive for a moment, I waited for the interrogation moment to come.

To my dismay, the journey went on and on, and I don't know how much time it took, during which there was neither food or water, nor poop or urine.

When I realized that the robots didn't eat or drink at all, maybe they didn't consider that the captives had different needs to eat, drink, and lazar than they did.

In order not to starve to death in transit, I began to reduce my movements.

Thankfully, they didn't strip off their suits, my physiological needs were met directly, and the circulatory system was able to filter some drinking water for my life.

The road is long, and it is constantly going downward.

Looks like the transporter was going to take me straight to the deepest part of the earth.

The thought of having to walk a long journey for days even by a transport vehicle makes it impossible to escape in the future.

In my frustration, I kept thinking nonsense, and I was like a prisoner waiting to be executed, and my inner entanglement can be imagined.

Finally, after a long journey, the transport truck stopped, and the cargo hold opened slowly, like flower petals. The lights from the outside stung my eyes, and I subconsciously blocked them with my hands.

"Alright, stop pretending, I know you're in good shape. Come with me, there's something for you. ”

The tone of speech does not have the rigidity of the impression of robots. I followed the prestige and saw that the person who spoke to me was the mechanical infantry who had captured me.

"Good...... Okay, I'm ...... I demand that prisoners be treated as they should be treated in accordance with the Convention. ”

"Hey, we're not human, what are we doing by abiding by the human convention?"

The mechanical infantry makes mocking body language.

"But I'm human, and I need food and water. I don't know how many days it has been, but if you don't eat or drink for a long time, it's like you can't move if you don't recharge. ”

"Haha, you're lying to me. Your suit has high-energy nutrient injections in case of emergencies, and the circulatory system can provide you with water. With these things, let alone just three days, extend it twice, and you will be fine. Don't waste my time, keep up. ”

I choked on it. I didn't expect a robot to be so eloquent. In contrast, the autonomous robots of the solar system are mentally retarded toys.

Realizing that the smart robot in front of me was not easy to fool, I gave up the useless struggle and limped to follow.

We're in a huge underground space. Artificial light pierces through the darkness, leaving dappled spots throughout the space.

This is supposed to be Mrs. Wall's base, and as far as the eye can see, it's like a super giant factory. All kinds of facilities and equipment are placed in a huge space, which is staggered, and most of the space is used efficiently.

Therefore, although the base is large, it does not feel empty.

Among them, there are various engineering and transportation vehicles, as well as countless robots of various types. Some of them walk on the ground, while others float in the air.

Unlike human facilities, everything here is developed in a three-dimensional direction. It's also several times busier than I've ever seen, the most crowded human cities, and it gives a clean and efficient image.

This is Mrs. Wall's base, the efficiency of mechanical civilization. Just in terms of the utilization of space, one of their bases is much more efficient than that of us humans.

"Don't be sluggish, keep up."

The mechs in front of me seemed to be getting a little impatient, and kept urging me to speed up.

It's weird, can robots be anxious too? I always thought they were cold tin cans.

In front of a large building, it was a structure that was too tall to see the left and right of my field of vision, and in fact it seemed to me to be a large wall.

A closer look reveals that some roads extend over them with markings.

From time to time, robots will pass by. They follow road signs and act directly on vertical tops when they encounter buildings.

It seems that this is also their road, and it is really a road system with the characteristics of mechanical civilization.

But what should I do? To walk on a wall, I don't have that ability.

"You humans are really in trouble!"

This is once again the anthropomorphic emotions of the mech that captured me.

It didn't ask for my opinion, it just put its hands under my armpits, and just carried me onto the vertical road.

There was some doubt in front of me, and it was as if I was clinging to the road at length, and the world turned at a right angle to my eyes.

From this point of view, I realized that Mrs. Wall's base was actually symmetrical in the vertical direction.

The mech, as if not pleased with the speed at which he walked, turned on Jet Assist, and our speed increased dramatically.

After flying upwards for several kilometers, a base structure identical to the ground appeared at the top of the space.

God, did Mrs. Wall even take advantage of the ceiling? In that way, one of their bases is equivalent to our eight bases of the same size, and what a terrifying efficiency.

"We're almost there, suggest you know what to say, deception doesn't make sense for Zeratul."

Zeratul? It seems like a name, and the one I'm going to see right now shouldn't be human. Maybe it's a super-intelligence hub.

Seeing the mechanical infantry turn to the ceiling along the road signs, I was in utter despair.

It's over, interrogating me at such a high place, even if I get out of the way, I can't land safely, this is the way Mrs. Wall is imprisoned, it's amazing.