Song Ziyu came to Xihe Square, and after a few months, he had a dialogue with Xihe again.

"Song Ziyu, this plane exploration work has been done very well, I am very satisfied, in recognition of you, I will give you a reward." Xihe's voice came into Song Ziyu's head.

"Don't talk about these empty heads."

Song Ziyu said angrily, "Tell me, give me my own plane coordinates, and I want to go home."

Hearing Song Ziyu's words, Xi He said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to solve this for you in the short term, after all, I haven't found the lost plane coordinates yet."

"Hmph, then any other rewards you give me won't be fragrant." Song Ziyu said.

"Not necessarily, you can't talk too much!" Xihe said firmly, "You will definitely be very satisfied with the reward I prepared for you."

As he spoke, a man walked in.

The man wore a yellow jacket with black breeches, dressed as a western cowboy.

The man's face was sharpened with an axe, and a cigarette was in his mouth.

"Ah Fa!"

Song Ziyu saw a surprised expression on the man's face.

"Hey boy, we're meeting again."

Ah Fa greeted Song Ziyu familiarly, and then sighed: "How long have I been asleep, why have you become so vicissitudes, what have you experienced during this time?"

Feeling Ah Fa's usual tone and familiar expression, Song Ziyu unexpectedly had a sour nose for no reason.

Why do I have special feelings for this guy Ah Fa, it's because this guy is one of the few witnesses who can go through all his experiences.

The moment I saw Ah Fa, the memories of the past came to my heart like a tide.

Suddenly, it seemed that a voice in Song Ziyu's heart was asking himself, if you were given a chance to choose, would you give up the crossing bracelet?

"Hey, boy, do you have sand in your eyes? Why are there tears?"

Ah Fa said in a relaxed tone, "Didn't I come back with all my beards and tails?"

Song Ziyu wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "Look at my excitement...... Are your injuries healed?"

Ah Fa moved his hands for a moment, and then said, "Don't worry, I'm all right! The strength has improved!"

"That's great, I can fight alongside you again!"

Song Ziyu grabbed Ah Fa's hand.

At this time, Xihe interrupted Song Ziyu's reminiscence: "How about it, do you still like this gift?"

"Not bad." Song Ziyu said.

Song Ziyu didn't notice that imperceptibly, Xihe's way of talking began to express emotions, and he used more rhetorical questions and questions, which had never been done before!

Song Ziyu didn't know that because of himself, Xihe, who was already on the verge of depletion of resources, found a new plundering ground, thus obtaining a large amount of resources!

These resources helped Xihe complete a new algorithm upgrade, making its core more "anthropomorphic".

Of course, Xihe's upgrading of these attributes is definitely not to cater to Song Ziyu or others, as a liberated artificial intelligence, Xihe's ability to upgrade must have a more important role.

"Ah Fa's return is nothing more than the payment of the previous mission, and now, I will give you an army to escort your plane development career!"

Xihe's voice was full of demagogy.

"The army? What army?" Song Ziyu was stunned when he heard this.

In response to Song Ziyu, there were dozens of silver-white metal armorers who rushed in!

Each of these metal armorers has Song Ziyu's height, and judging from the back, it is completely a copy of Song Ziyu's posture.

Song Ziyu stared at these silver-white armor soldiers, and his temples couldn't help but feel a little painful, which was because he sensed the threat.

It is hard to imagine that these mass-produced silver and white armor soldiers would have a sense of intimidation against themselves, which is incredible.

Song Ziyu

A closer look at these silver-white armorers reveals that they all have a unified feature, that is, they have no faces. net

"Why didn't these guys pinch their faces?" Song Ziyu asked curiously, "Is the fund insufficient?"

"Don't care about these minutiae, having a face or not has no effect on the battle sequences of these new generations." Xihe responded.

"And what are they called?"

Song Ziyu asked.

Xihe said, "They only have serial numbers, they haven't been named yet, if you're interested, you can definitely consider naming these guys."

Song Ziyu heard this, "Since they don't have a face, let's call it the Faceless Legion...... By the way, how many of these Faceless Ones are there?"

"There are only forty outputs in the early stage, and if you want more, you need more resources."

Xihe said.

"What are you doing with all these resources?"

Song Ziyu couldn't help but ask.

Xihe replied, "The plane war with Panzu is very cruel! I need the resources to sustain this war."

"So all those broken planes were caused by your plunder?" Song Ziyu hit the nail on the head.

"Revolutions are bound to shed blood and sacrifices, dimensional wars cannot come without a price, and if you want to protect the last lifeline of humanity, you must make a choice!" Xihe's voice became sharper.

Song Ziyu's heart tightened when he heard this, and then said, "I understand."

After ending the not-so-pleasant exchange with Xihe, Song Ziyu left Xihe Square with the forty faceless ones.

When passing by the nearby matrix management area, Song Ziyu inadvertently passed by a scientific researcher who was holding documents and was working hard to sort them out, and the documents in the hands of the scientific researchers were scattered all over the ground.

"Excuse me...... Is that you?" Song Ziyu hurriedly buried his head in preparing to help, but he didn't want to find out that he was an acquaintance.

Isn't this female researcher who was hit by herself the same Dr. Joan who she brought back from the D078 plane?

"Hello, Dr. Joan."

Song Ziyu took the initiative to say hello.

I don't want Dr. Joan to have any idea of talking at all!

Dr. Joan glanced around a few times in alarm, then knocked Song Ziyu's outstretched hand down.

"Look at the road when you walk in the future!" Dr. Joan left a sentence and walked away.

Song Ziyu squinted his eyes and watched Dr. Qiong walk away, and then he slowly got up and got on the waiting maglev train.

After returning to his residence, Song Ziyu withdrew from everyone, then turned on the music in the entire room to the maximum, and finally took out the directional jamming instrument that Zhou Shiyuan gave him.

With the directional interference instrument turned on and the space he was in was completely shielded, Song Ziyu slowly took out a small folded note from the palm of his hand.

This small note was stuffed into her hand when she picked up Dr. Joan by herself.

Unfold the small note, on which is written a line of crooked small characters with a hard pen: Don't believe Xihe! At all hours!