The shape is a 650-meter-long, long fusiform hull, with a pair of huge wings on both sides, and a gray-blue spaceship, completely blocking the sun's originally dazzling and hot rays. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The behemoths on the ground were making loud noises, as if trying to find an instinctive response to their fears.

It's just that Luo Bing was already carried away by the desire to be saved at that time, and he only thought about whether the pearl in his hand could be used as a boat fare to send him home.

At this time, the spaceship slowly landed, and Luo Bing still tried to run over, even if his shoes were lost and his feet were bleeding.

When Luo Bing ran to the empty meadow, he suddenly came to his senses.

Because it's getting too quiet all around.

The cries of the behemoths had disappeared, and I could vaguely see that all of them seemed to be still.

Luo Bing felt as if he had come to a movie, where the so-called sculptures were all made of living creatures, and there was an evil aura all around.

He instinctively wanted to run away, but Luo Bing found out.

"Ahh Luo Bing found that the screams he couldn't imagine could be compared to the soprano.

His feet seemed to have been wrapped in something, and those things seemed to be surrounded by ten thousand snakes, and they were very cold.

But this coldness is not as cold as the chill in my heart.

Luo Bing only felt that the claws of the Grim Reaper were approaching his neck, and the breath of death swam at the tip of his nose.

"It's just that dying like a bear like this, it's not worth it."

Luo Bing held the wooden spear in his hand with both hands and stabbed it to the ground with all his strength, no matter what the ground was, he could catch himself, and he had to pay the price.

When the wooden spear pierced into the ground, Luo Bing clearly felt the substance wrapped around his feet, and it was obviously loosened.

"It's not until the last second, it's still turning." Luo Bing shouted in his heart.

Luo Bing stabbed the wooden spear into the ground even harder, but he heard a strange insect cry, which made him lose control of his body, and his hands were weak to swing the wooden spear in his hand.

"No, I'm not going to die like this."

Just like when I was in junior high school, there were a few so-called bastard boys who bullied themselves and had to admit that they were stupid.

But Luo Bing just didn't admit it, but those bastard boys didn't bully him in the future because of his tenacity.

Luo Bing tried hard to stab the wooden spear in his hand to the ground little by little, although it was a weak blow, but it represented Luo Bing's own unyielding will.

Those cold "things" wrapped Luo Bing's body at an accelerated pace at this time.

Luo Bing could feel those 'things' quickly cover, his nose, his eyes, everything became dark.

The last thing Luo Bing saw was a humanoid monster with a pair of shiny red compound eyes.

"It's very bright, and there is still a trace of human struggle, Nima, I actually discovered the potential of a psychologist when I was dying, I knew that this was the case, I would study hard and go to university to become a psychologist."

"Or still at home, blowing water with friends."

……

Luo Bing only felt as if he was swimming in the water, and although he wanted to open his eyes, he was so tired that he couldn't even move a finger.

It's like going to sleep like this forever.

But Luo Bing was unwilling and fell asleep like this.

"I haven't lived long enough, even if I am reincarnated as an animal, I will have to run around the earth once."

It seems that after an unknown period of time, Luo Bing suddenly found a light.

He opened his eyes and saw that all around him was a pale blue, what should be a room.

"Is your body still there?" Luo Bing instinctively thought.

Then he saw his hands appear before his eyes.

It looks white and slender, and the small scars left by the work on it are gone.

Luo Bing immediately propped up his upper body with both hands, and he saw that his feet, each toe, was there, but the calluses on them had also disappeared.

Then he found himself lying on a transparent air cushion, with levitation underneath.

Luo Bing found that this air cushion would naturally rotate according to his body and modulate his own support points to ensure that he would never fall off.

"Is this a high-tech paradise?" Luo Bing thought for a while, and then asked.

"No, we're here for Warwind."

"Sure enough, there is a wise civilization." Luo Bing was just testing it just now.

Because everything in front of him was too real, Luo Bing denied that he had died in a certain world.

He looked up and saw a beautiful girl with pink and green eyes, dressed in a black and white tight maid outfit, looking like a 13 or 4-year-old energetic beautiful girl, appearing in front of him alive.

"Ahh Joe. Luo Bing shouted.

This is his favorite two-dimensional beautiful girl, she accompanied him through a lot of difficult times when he was a teenager, and she was a comfort to his soul, just like his "sister".

"Little Joe?" The young girl with pink and green eyes in front of her showed a confused look.

"Little Joe is you, you are Little Joe." Luo Bing said firmly.

It's as if a wish in life has been granted.

"If you can live with Little Joe, this world is also worth staying." Luo Bing didn't know why he had this idea.

The original fear of the unknown world has also diluted a lot.

The energetic girl in front of her also showed a happy look on her face at this time.

"I'm Little Joe, I'm Little Joe, what's your name."

"My name is Luo Bing."

Luo Bing stretched out his right hand, Xiao Qiao hesitated a little, but stretched out his right hand.

When Luo Bing wanted to hold it, he found that his fingers passed through Xiao Qiao's white little hand.

"Holograms." Luo Bing reacted immediately.

This technology has already been the most intuitive imprint in all kinds of science fiction blockbusters, novels, comics, and long-term brainwashing of oneself.

"You're the AI of Warwind." Luo Bing asked Xiao Qiao.

"Yes." Little Joe responded.

"How did you get to where you are?" Luo Bing continued to ask.

"I created it based on the image of a woman in your memory pool who is 98% most relatable and doesn't cause you unnecessary hostility."

At this time, Luo Bing found out that Xiao Qiao had been talking to him in Mandarin.

"Your language."

"I'm planting a translator worm in your right ear, it will connect your ear to your throat, it will convert all the different galactic languages into the ones you can hear, and then you will speak into the galactic languages that the other person can understand."

Hearing this answer, Luo Bing couldn't help but touch his throat with both hands.

He didn't want to be like in a certain movie, where the translation worm would break out at the end.

"Don't worry, the Translator Worm is fused with you, just treat it as if it were an organ you were born with." Little Joe responded.

"What a caring girl", Luo Bing praised in his heart.

"By the way, Little Joe, how did you save me?"

Luo Bing remembered that he seemed to have been "eaten" by some monster.

"We were going to land to make up for it, but we found out that there was something unusual on the ground, and we found out that you were the last survivor, so we transferred you up."

Luo Bing felt as if Xiao Qiao hadn't finished speaking, so he looked at Xiao Qiao.

Xiao Qiao actually blushed a little and said, "Because you have lost a lot of substances, we have to reorganize your cell code to a certain extent." ”

"Mirror, mirror." Luo Bing shouted.

Although he was born with a public face, anyone who knows him will have a reaction of face blindness, but this is what he has lived for 23 years, and Luo Bing still cherishes it very much.

Little Joe waved his right hand, and a transparent mirror slowly emerged.

Then the mirror became cloudy, and the side facing Luo Bing became brighter.

"Neon, who is this man?"