After-hours training and evening ring fights were another source of confusion for the B45R7. They were trained in shooting, squad tactics, hand-to-hand combat, and armed combat, which he did not use in his work or life.

There is also a necessary two hours of meditation every day, and B45R7 is not very clear about the effect of this meditation.

Today's after-work training topic is shooting, which is a specialty of the B45R7. Holding the BR55 pneumatic combat rifle, facing the frantic point shooting of the target 35 meters away, listening to the clanging sound of the bullet casings jumping out and falling to the ground, B45R7's heart seemed to calm down a little.

Dinner finally had bacon, some tortillas and vegetables. After eating, B45R7 went back to his room to meditate.

The night fight ring is a kind of fighting match, and it is also a test of the martial arts training that everyone who has lived in this huge building has been undergone. This test takes place every night, and legend has it that if you can win here for three nights in a row, you will have a chance to get out of here.

As B45R7 finished meditating and walked out of the room, a huge virtual screen played over the patio. A soft female voice explains, "The outside world is full of dangers, and we must ensure that you are able to protect yourself and your companions before you allow you to access the outside world." Win the fighting ring, get the approval of your peers, and become the fighter we need! Fight for yourself and your companions! ”

Here, such broadcasts can be heard every day. Although B45R7 has never been to the outside world, he knows from his daily training that the outside world is very dangerous, where battles are happening all the time, and the place where they live is the only pure land in this world, the Garden of Eden, which has not been ravaged by war. And if they want to keep it safe, they must first keep the whole city running, and then study hard. Become a qualified warrior to surround your homeland.

That's why they are militarized every day and fight at night.

Of course, B45R7 was not without doubts about this, but everyone didn't seem interested in listening to him until the appearance of M6208 this morning. So the B45R7 was also excited about the night in the ring.

Ring fights and martial arts training are in the same place, on the top floor of the building where they live. There are three floors and tens of thousands of boxing rings arranged in a circle. They come here every night to practice the basic routines and then fight against the opponents arranged by the bracelet scan. The winner of the fight will battle the other ring winners until the winner is determined.

B45R7 brushed the bracelet and came to the ring. I practiced the routines a few times as a warm-up, and then turned over and got into the ring.

In the ring, another identical opponent is already waiting.

Without too much communication, the B45R7 didn't even look at the other party's number, and it was certainly not the M6208 anyway. B45R7 stepped on small broken steps, punched straight to the opponent's door.

Battle after battle, victory after victory, it seems that the whole world is left with only battles, as if something is about to come out of the body. Every punch he throws seems to bring a whirlwind; Every time he grabbed his opponent with his arms, there seemed to be a force flowing from his lower abdomen to his hands. Let him be able to lock the other party harder.

It was as if he would never get tired, as if he were going to continue this state until the end of time.

Victory after victory made B45R7's emotions start to get excited, until he realizes that the opponent facing him is the M6208.

Although the appearance and clothing are exactly the same, the B45R7 just knows. On the opposite side is the M6208. Because the opponent's expression is different from the others, there is no look of perseverance but numbness, but a longing in the depths of his eyes.

That's the desire to communicate, the one that B45R7 knows best. It was the longing in his eyes that he saw in the mirror every day.

"Let's go~!" The electronic sound came and pulled B45R7 back to reality, and he remembered that he was still in the ring.

The B45R7 originally wanted to say hello. But M6208 pounced on him without saying a word. B45R7 tried to throw a punch, but as soon as he threw a punch, M6208 dodged to his side, and a pair of powerful arms tightly wrapped around B45R7's shoulders and neck, locking him in.

"Interesting, isn't it?" M6208 whispered in B45R7's ear.

B45R7 can feel that although the other party is trying to jam him, he is not using all his strength. He can still speak normally, but his breathing will be a little unsmooth. "What are you going to do?"

"Of all the people here, only you are willing to communicate with me, and everyone else is following the instructions and doing their jobs and receiving training with peace of mind." M6208 said.

"Really? Just because I lost one of my morning shoes? Also, How did you get bacon from the food machine? B45R7 asked, more concerned about being able to improve his food.

M6208 ignored his question, and instead said, "But have you ever questioned it?" What is the outside world really like? Ever questioned why we're here? Who are we? Where do we come from? Where are you going? ”

"What? You've got too many questions! B45R7 said with some difficulty, his face was already red at this time.

"Then ask one by one. Do you know what the outside world is like? ”

"I don't know. They say that the outside world has been destroyed by war, and that we are here in the last pure land. ”

"Who are they? And who made those robots? Why do people wash and fold their clothes and put them in our rooms every day? ”

"You've got too many questions!" B45R7 felt a little dizzy when he asked these questions. He shook his head vigorously, as if trying to break free of the arm around his neck from the owner of the M6208.

"Did you feel anything in your body while meditating?" M6208 continues to ask, seemingly with endless questions.

"I don't know, I don't know anything." B45R7 screamed loudly, and if it weren't for M6208 locking his neck, his shouts would have been able to break through the roof.

"Don't you be curious about what you see every day?"

"Why should I be curious?"

"Like, don't you want to know who lost your shoes?"

B45R7 suddenly shuddered when he heard this, and he seemed to think of something, because this question was also what he wanted to know in the morning. But then I don't know why I didn't pursue it again. It seemed that something had made him forget to find out, as if something was suppressing his curious heart.

"You sense something is wrong, don't you?" M6208 said with some excitement, he saw B45R7's expression and knew that it was persuasion that had an effect.

"You're trying to find something wrong here? What are you going to do? ”

"Have you ever tried to sneak out at night?"

"Nope."

"Would you like to give it a try?" M6208 asked.

B45R7 only felt that M6208's proposal was like a small feather gently stirring his curiosity, making his heart itch.

"Good! Just tonight! B45R7 replied. He couldn't wait.

M6208 let go of the arm that locked B45R7, and the two did not continue to speak, but their eyes had changed, and they had changed into the feeling of heroic sympathy, and it seemed to be a bit like sympathy.

"M6208 wins!" An electronic sound is heard. There is a time limit for fighting, and if there is no winner for more than five minutes, the computer will judge the number of points to choose the winner.

"See you in the evening!" M6208 doesn't utter a sound, just gesturing with his mouth.

B45R7 nodded, wiping away the blood that was oozing from the corners of his mouth. Now it's time to go back and rest, and then quietly come out of the room at night. But where to find the truth? How can I get outside? B45R7 suddenly realized that he had never left the sprawling building, but had only seen the sea from the window. (To be continued.) )