Hai Ge's brows had just stretched, and as soon as he heard the cliché of success, he wrinkled tightly, waved his arms frantically and shouted "222, not satisfied, not satisfied", turned his head and ran.

"Oh~"

Chenggong helplessly spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, and made a funny grimace at the back of his head, exclaiming, "Sir, where are you going?" ”

"yes, where am I going?"

Hai Ge braked sharply and stopped, only then did he remember that he was still in the holographic image of the solar system built by the nanorobots, leaving the sunlight range, and it was pitch black all around, and if he really fell into a crack in the ground that was full of one person wide, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I'm just looking at it, I don't want to go anywhere." He grunted and turned back.

Success can also see that Hai Ge didn't really plan to run around, but was worried that he would leave, so he left him here alone, so he said: "As long as the customer does not choose the satisfactory option, Success will always abide by the agreement, and Mr. does not need to doubt my sincerity." ”

Hai Ge was happy when he heard this, slapped his face and said, "No, I'm still not satisfied with this customer, so you can continue to be my guide." Tell me, where do I go next? ”

Chenggong didn't answer him, but looked left and right, and there was uneasiness between his eyebrows. Seeing Chenggong's sudden change of face, Hai Ge wondered, thinking: "Robots don't always have unspeakable secrets, right?" In a place like this, where there are only two of us, is there anything he can't say to me? ”

Guessing that Success's two hands were together, he didn't rub them together, but said, "The hologram that follows is a bit stimulating, and Success isn't sure if that's what you want to see." Sir, the choice of whether to see or not to see is still yours, please choose 1 if you look at it, and choose 2 if you don't see it. If you select 2 again, I will be able to turn off the holographic function and lead you to the second step. ”

Hai Ge was stunned, and he didn't know which one he was singing successfully. In the blink of an eye, he understood a little bit that the options provided by the robot this time were definitely not from the program settings, but from the content added on his own. He couldn't make up his mind about the contradictions left and right, so he pushed the problem to himself. And the robot is quite clever, and according to his selection habits, he digs a hole by switching the positions of positive and negative options.

Just based on the three words "exciting" that he said successfully, Hai Ge was curious, how could he be willing to give up easily? So this time, without thinking, he shouted out the number that had always been considered taboo—1.

"Well, if that's your final choice, do it. But be assured, Mr. Weddle didn't ask me to show this in a holographic demo. The 309 sensor probes of the GVR Shadow Glasses emit a total of 309 high-energy rays, and your brain is exposed to the ray cluster, and he is still unsure of how much of his thoughts can withstand, or maybe he doesn't approve of it. Success said regretfully, rubbing his hands.

The nanobot took the initiative to mention Wedel again, and Haige's heart moved, and he wanted to take this opportunity to find out a little bit of news about that person from his mouth, but before he could open his mouth, he had to give up and turn his attention to the front. He didn't remember that he had shifted his position, but he had stood on a street with a wide road, but a chaotic battlefield street.

Why does this street look so familiar? Is it ...... Hai Ge rubbed his eyes vigorously, as if there was sand in his eyes, causing him to hallucinate, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth in surprise: "Kanter Avenue in Xijin City? ”

Thinking back to the first time he walked up Kanter Street, Hai Ge felt the blood rush into his brain all at once, and he felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to scream.

At that time, the streets were full of people, and they were full of handsome guys and beauties who were either in suits and leather shoes, or delicate and fashionable. Although people are in a hurry, most of them are breezy and look very eye-catching.

But now, instead of a black wave of refugees, even if some are still wearing suits, they are crumpled and covered in dust, as if they are rolling in the mud. The numb expression is one face, people seem to have long forgotten what joy, anger and sorrow are, and they behave like stiff zombies, the only thing that is bad is that there are no fangs in their mouths.

The rows of high-rise buildings are still there, but the dazzling lights are no longer visible. The glass curtain wall is full of holes, and the commercial electronic screens with rich advertising content on weekdays have all become blackboards. Most of the neon signs lining the streets were in tatters, except for empty iron frames, a solitary glow in the sun. Some of the iron frames fell, smashing the roofs of the houses below or the flying cars parked on the side of the street, and the garbage that littered the streets turned into a large landfill.

The few signboards that can still be seen in handwriting are also incomplete, and the outer light box cloth is torn open and drooped down, revealing the neon tube inside, like a planed chest to reveal dry blood vessels, and what remains in the blood vessels is a strong breath of death.

From time to time, a large amount of paper will be thrown out of the windows of high-rise buildings, scattering in the air like snowflakes. The terrible thing is that the pieces of paper are removed, and the broken glass or office furniture will also be thrown down, but these are all small things that no one cares about, two stray cats smashed a piece of iron sheet into the middle of the road, and the flesh that adheres to the fur has dried into a hard lump like a stone......

In some places, wires or cables may have been broken, and electric sparks ignited dry matter, igniting a raging fire. There was no one to put out the fire, people were sweating and walking around, and it seemed that they would not be indifferent even if the city burned to the ground.

Xijin City was once a paradise of luxury, with a collection of international brand-name goods, clothing, food, housing and transportation. But after the city went down, the abundance of luxury stores was never open again, although they were still open. Their windows have been smashed, every shop has been ransacked, the goods are missing, and the crooked shelves are like rows of monsters opening their mouths, but all they can swallow is the hot air.

The most chilling of all is the clothing store, where the stumps and severed arms of models are scattered on the floor, and the smiles of the heads that have been scratched with sharp weapons are undiminished, and the large, dark eyes are reflected in the cold, indignant ghostly laughter.

There was apparently nothing left to grab in these places, so there was a dead silence. Hai Ge set her sights on places that seemed to be bustling with activity, such as supermarkets, vending convenience stores, and hospitals.

Some of the refugees were wrapped in unrecognizable sheets, some were wearing torn vests, and the men were simply topless, gathering in groups there.

At this time, Haige saw clearly that both supermarkets and convenience stores had long ceased to operate, and the square in front of the door had been converted into a food and water distribution point.

There is a high stage in the square like a singing opera, but there are no performers on the stage, only non-woven bags that are three or four meters high, which probably contain rice noodles and the like. Next to the pile of bags was a large transparent bucket at least one person high, containing a slightly chocolate-colored liquid, which Haige was sure was not liquid chocolate, but dirty water. He couldn't believe that the dim yellow stuff with impurities floating in it was drinking water for the refugees!

Shouldn't the responsibility for the distribution of daily necessities in times of disaster be borne by the government or charitable organizations? But those "staff", no matter how Hai Ge looks at them, he thinks they are black gang bosses!