On this day, on the entire North American continent, countless fortresses of doom observed a grand celestial statue.

First, there is a huge vortex that appears in the firmament.

It tore open the dark red sky that had imprisoned the world for a full hundred and two years.

The blue sky has reappeared in the world.

Then, in the whirlpool, a bronze statue that was beyond imagination appeared.

He had the silhouette of a human being, wore a simple robe, and had a compassionate and holy face.

As soon as He appeared, He grabbed all the focus.

Countless astronomers and experts who study the void have seen this scene in the large radio telescope of the Doomsday Fortress.

"What's that?!" The electronic screen in the Doomsday Fortress also cut out the image captured by the radio telescope.

A huge bronze man, with his hands folded, descended from the whirlpool.

One by one, the surviving humans in the fortress of doom all became nervous after watching this scene.

People recall the catastrophe that suddenly erupted a century ago.

Evil gods, descend from the void, tear the sky apart, and destroy cities.

Then leave behind a mess and devastated earth, and fly to the vast universe and starry sky.

Now, the same scene seems to be reappearing.

"Is he an evil god?" Some young people asked their parents around them.

"I don't know......" The parents shook their heads, blank.

But everyone knows that whatever He is, the fate of mankind will change from this day on.

In the next second, there was a new change on the electronic screen.

The atmosphere is distorting.

A huge spider-like evil god descends from the stars.

His indescribable form, even though it has been filtered by many instruments, still makes everyone who sees Him have crazy thoughts from the bottom of their hearts.

Many people fainted on the spot.

That's their self-protection mechanism, and it's also the method that humans have been researching for hundreds of years to fight madness.

Cut off the consciousness of self-function and let the machine take over the body.

In this way, there is an opportunity to restart the body.

Instead of being twisted into a monster by that crazy thought and knowledge after catching a glimpse of the evil god.

The rest of the people who were able to persevere saw the most unforgettable scene in their lives.

A huge evil god descended from the stars.

His figure, distorting the atmosphere, one by one huge spider legs covered with stingers, pierced the clouds and struck the bronze creature that had just arrived.

In the electronic screen, in the observation of the radio telescope.

The bronze face of the bronze creature that came down was full of compassion and kindness, and a little smile overflowed.

He opened his huge bronze left hand.

An unimaginable weapon appeared in His hand.

It was as if the weapon had been in the palm of His hand since time immemorial.

Divine light, wrapped around the weapon.

Six tubes shining with an incomparably holy luster slowly turned.

"Nan, Wu, A, Mi, Buddha, Buddha!"

In the bottom of everyone's heart, they heard a compassionate Sanskrit chant.

Then they saw the flames in the sky, spitting out.

Huge bullets, with compassion and inspiration, hit the evil god who came from the starry sky.

Click!

The whole atmosphere was shaken.

Click!

Even the space is starting to distort!

Click!

The limbs of the evil god pierced into the atmosphere, and in the face of this merciful bullet, they shattered one by one.

"Ahh

A terrible howl resounded throughout the world.

The light that filled the sky and then took over the sky and everything.

On the electronic screen, only a piece of snow white remained.

The elements of countless radio telescopes were burned out.

Moments later, the few working radio telescopes returned their observations.

The sky is as fresh as new.

The blue sky is blue, and the clouds are white.

Many people's eyes actually feel a little moist.

And then......

Whoa!

They saw the rain that was falling from the heavens.

It's blood with light.

The blood that flowed from the body of the evil god.

"Look at the ground!" Someone exclaimed, pointing to the corner of the screen.

People hurriedly shifted the lenses of some radio telescopes.

Then, everyone saw the most incredible scene in their lives.

Falling to the ground with blood and water mixed with light.

The land has long been barren and barren.

A little bit of emerald green color, stubbornly struggling to break out of the soil.

One hundred and two years after the Void Storm.

Plants, re-sprouting in the earth.

"He is the Savior!" One after another, people knelt down and worshiped the bronze creations that descended from the whirlpool on the electronic screen.

…………………………………………

Elizabeth, bathed in a rain of blood.

A drop of blood rained down on her.

Not only does it not smell fishy or filthy.

Instead, she smelled the fragrance.

That's the taste of life.

She crouched down, carefully moving her feet.

A young green grass stubbornly burrows a small tender leaf from the soil.

This is the seed that was buried deep in the soil before the Void Storm.

For one hundred and two years, it had no chance of germinating.

But today......

It sprouted.

Elizabeth carefully dug it out of the soil and held it in the palm of her hand.

Then he looked reverently at the huge Buddha statue that was slowly disappearing from the whirlpool.

She knelt down and folded her hands in a salutation of the great Savior, the truth of the universe.

"Wonderful! There is no Gatling Bodhisattva in the south! ”

"Great! There is no Gatling Bodhisattva in the south! ”

"Buddhism is compassionate, universal to all sentient beings!"

Once upon a time, Elizabeth still had doubts.

But after today, she finally knew.

What I have found is the true path to liberation, the path to complete rebirth, and the only truth in the universe.

"More is better! Big is beautiful! She took the grass in her hand and jumped into the steel altar that had already risen.

"I will find the right lamb for my lord!" She opened the Gospel of the Machine.

She knew her mission.

Also understood, the will of steel.

Believer!

The great spirit of all machines needs more believers!

The compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva also needs more people to recite his sutras.

So she sat down in the center of the mechanical sanctuary and pressed her palm against the Iron Throne.

Steel and machinery, as if it were life, came from all directions and enveloped her.

………………………………

Sunlight, from outside the windowsill, falls into the house.

Ling Ping'an opened his eyes and yawned.

He got up and sat up.

"I seem to have had a pretty good dream!" He said.

Many things in the dream have been forgotten.

But there is a part of it that is particularly real and exciting.

Especially at the end, the feeling of smashing a monster with a Gatling abruptly is awesome!

Bullets are fired from the barrel.

In the spitting of flames, a spider that was at least several kilometers long was directly shattered.

Thinking of this, Ling Ping'an sighed: "Why don't there be such games on the market?" ”

Big monsters, big scenes, big special effects.

Never drop frames, lifelike.

This kind of game really can only be found in dreams.

"Hopefully I'll have a dream like this next time!" He stood up, and then he saw his phone dropped on the couch.

After picking up the phone and swiping the screen, Ling Ping'an's face suddenly changed.

"Holy!"

"Report me!?"

The game screen on the screen has already returned to the interface.

And a system text message appeared in his mailbox.

He was deducted 14 points and banned from the game for 48 hours!

"Spicy Chicken Game! Spicy Chicken Official! Ling Ping'an scolded indignantly: "I just fell asleep, and I didn't deliberately hang up and drop the connection, I was deducted so many points, and I was banned from swimming for forty-eight hours!?" ”

"Don't want to take a dime out of my pocket!"

Although he never topped up.

Whether it's a hero or a skin, it's either earned by doing event quests, or it's exchanged for various fragments.

Recharge krypton?

It's impossible in this life!

But that doesn't stop him from calling himself a great consumer dad.

Since he is a father, isn't scolding planning and operation just as natural as scolding his son?