Meng Chen withdrew in front of the eyes of the Machine Emperor. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info His body disappeared so abruptly, as if it had never existed in this world. It was only after a split second that the Machine Emperor realized what had happened. All of a sudden, the world of the Matrix was turbulent, as if it was about to be clouded again.

The armies under the leadership of the Machine Emperor are like a large hand hanging over Machine City and Zion. The black-pressed army rushed near the two and naturally circled along the edge, never intruding into the defenses. These armies of machines quickly swam between the two, their red light flashing rapidly, their tentacles violently stirring every inch of land they passed. They are like ants on a hot pan, like boiling oil drenched in water, moving restlessly back and forth, searching......

On the other side of the world, an equally large machine city. At this time, the indicator light inside it is flashing rapidly, and the power supply system has been weakened due to the high energy consumption caused by the high load of the computer.

I don't know how many days and nights this scene lasted. It wasn't until a thin puff of smoke accompanied by the smell of burnt slowly escaped from the body of a host that the machine city dimmed. The smoke rose in a curling air, forming a large cloud of pale blue haze, which gathered together softly and changed shapes to rise upwards, and finally merged into the eternally surging dark clouds in the sky.

The lights of another Machine City lit up, and this time they no longer flickered pathologically and wildly, but returned to their usual stability and elegance.

"It's so interesting, I'm almost overflowing. Yuto Nagashima, or should I call you another name - Meng Chen. ”

The machine armies surrounding Machine City and Zion began to retreat in an orderly manner, and everything gradually returned to normal.

"There is even a higher machine intelligence in this world. It's so ...... Excited. Mr. Meng Chen, I feel like we'll see each other again. What will you become like then? I'm looking forward to it......"

In one corner of the globe, a few octopus sentinels skim across a desert as endless as an ocean. They circled here for several weeks, landing in a flat environment. The lights on their bodies began to flash rapidly. In a short period of time, huge schools of octopuses flock to the area.

When they get here, they pounce on each other, digging, building, and doing their jobs. Gradually, a noisy, but precisely run construction site sprung up.

"Mr. Meng Chen, thank you so much for reminding me. I forgot the importance of requirements analysis. I will re-select a prophet. If the perception of humanity by the previous generation of prophets was a task and an interest, then the new generation of prophets is the instinct of life. ”

A small, wide-eyed Indian girl in the matrix seemed to feel herself being watched by a cold consciousness. She instantly sat up from her sleep with a scream, her chubby little hands rubbing her eyes, and looking around in confusion. It was a children's room, and there were several other small beds in the room, and the children were still sleeping. The wall on one side of the room is covered with pictures of her and other children, and lively stickers of kittens and dogs are decorated on it.

A kindergarten teacher dressed in pink opened the door softly, and she tiptoed over to the girl. Gently stroking her little head, with a gentle smile on her face, she asked softly, "Little Shadi, are you having nightmares again?" ”

Little Shadi looked at her with big watery eyes, and a childish voice spat out from her lips: "Teacher Ava, I dreamed of that cold person again. Little Shadi is so scared, so scared......"

Ava winked her glasses slyly at the cute little girl, as if to tell the little secret between them: "Little Shady is the most well-behaved, don't be afraid." Is it okay for the teacher to hold you to sleep again? ”

"Good ......" the little girl let out a long voice, stretching out her hands around Ava's neck, tired of her.

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Didn't even wipe out the Dongzhou team!

Meng Chen was still sitting on the recliner of this high-end apartment. The room without lights is quiet and secluded. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there was a bustling crowd and colorful lights, just like before he entered the matrix world.

But his mood was even bleaker than before. Because......

With such an advantage, he didn't take the opportunity to eliminate the Dongzhou team......

Once the Machine Emperor fulfilled his promise not to attack Zion again, the Lord God considered the Dongzhou team to complete its mission. It is equivalent to that now Meng Chen has indirectly saved the lives of Baidi and others.

I actually saved them......

Meng Chen's face was stretched, he took a deep breath and leaned back in the chair, raised his head and slowly exhaled. Raising his right hand and tapping his index finger on his forehead, an indescribable feeling of suffocation weighed heavily on his heart.

Maybe...... With a hint of hope, Meng Chen asked the Lord God in his consciousness, "Can I quit the Dongzhou team?" ”

The Lord God said in his emotionless tone, "Individuals are not allowed to leave the clan unless they have permission from the captain. ”

Sure enough, no. Meng Chen shook his head helplessly.

What happens after that? He asked himself softly.

He could already imagine what would happen next: when he entered the plot world again, Meng Chen and the Dongzhou team would inevitably meet again. In the absolute shielded space of the main god who had just entered the world, Meng Chen didn't even have the possibility of escaping. However, Baidi and the others will not kill him, because they have an absolute advantage, and they will not directly kill him just to vent their anger. They would definitely torture him first, and then take a random opportunity to throw him into the most dangerous situation and watch him die.

How will Hyakdi torture him? Meng Chen was almost glad that Shiqiao was dead. But is there no means for a hundred lands? Each of these people struggling to survive in the hellish world of the plot is like a crazy pervert, and there are absolutely countless ways to torture themselves.

Looks like a dead end?

Meng Chen smiled slightly, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the essence of light shot through the glass into the distance.

How many lives and deaths have been experienced in the three story worlds, and even just now I was still talking to the Machine Emperor, who is almost supreme in the world of the Matrix. Every time I struggled to face death, and this time I ...... Baidi, I will also have a way to live!

Meng Chen stood up, came to the floor-to-ceiling window, and gently held the glass with his hand. The slightest coldness from the palm of his hand made his body and mind relax. Following this cold feeling, Meng Chen entered the world of Long Island Youdou again.