Roland snapped her eyes open and breathed heavily, the pungent stale smell clutching the dust, causing her to cough violently.

"Kill them......

Fang Xiaoling's words kept echoing, and the bodyless face appeared in her mind like an imprint, lingering.

Half an hour later, in the dimly lit room, Roland slowly sat up straight, staring blankly at the searchlight on the wall.

The light shone a visible streak of dust that fell obliquely and straight on the table, shining a particularly conspicuous light on the rust and an envelope on the table.

But Roland still subconsciously looked at his left wrist first, the black wristband flashed a red light, which seemed to be at the same frequency as her increasingly clear consciousness, and the red light flashed faster and faster.

Until there was a "drip" sound, and the wristband played a mechanical voice: "The real body has awakened, welcome home."

After the broadcast, the wristband automatically turns on, and the flashing red light also goes out.

Roland tried to raise his arm, but his skin was stuck to the rusty tabletop.

She raised her arm slightly and froze for a long time before her skin slowly lifted from the table.

Picking up the envelope on the table, Roland looked around with some fear, remembering that her last moment in the real world should have been in space station 1 deep underground.

"That's not right! Hasn't my true body been destroyed?" She looked at the various instruments and tools stacked in the corner, and the wooden cross standing not far away, and it was obvious that she was in an interrogation room.

But there was no sound other than her own making.

She opened the envelope, opened the folded letter paper, and saw the neat text on the letter:

"If you read this letter, it means that the world of the second generation of God Kings will never be restored.

Lei Ai won, Paradise won.

Of course, if you can see the letter......

Hehe, maybe these words are just the crazy nonsense of a dying man.

Our spy managed to bring back a portable consciousness teleporter, the new device on your wrist.

Because of this, Lei Ai has completely mastered our main stronghold.

The last thing I can do in an existential situation is to replace your real body on the space station.

Those people in Paradise never dreamed that we would do everything we could to preserve your true body when we perished.

Even we couldn't have imagined that you were the only hole card we could leave at the last minute.

Lei Ai's plan was so crazy that he stopped all the life module servers on the space station in one day, and countless people were forced to wake up and could not return to the life module.

Too many of those poor civilians can't accept the reality and end up with themselves.

yes, I think they've been living in that virtual world all along......

Roland, for you, presumably the second generation of God King's cultivation and nurturing grace to you must not be worth your desperate efforts to avenge him, right?

But if you can really wake up now, then there is only one possibility.

Fang Xiaoling made a choice.

She runs out of dopamine to send you home.

The poor woman who was used as an energy battery by Rayai, she wanted to die with Paradise.

That's why we treat you as a hole card.

You're going to get her revenge, aren't you?"

The inscription on the letterhead, which reads: Atlas.

Roland dropped the letter paper on the ground and slowly stood up.

The mechanical parts of her legs made the sound of gears spinning, and she walked to the door, pushing open the iron door, a corridor that was so long that there was no end in sight, and the lights on the roof of the shed were constantly flickering, as if the power supply was not in good contact, and it seemed that she was barely supporting it with the last remaining electricity.

Roland walked as he walked, the sound of steel hitting the ground under his feet became faster and faster.

Running to the door at the end of the hallway, Roland knocked it open with his shoulder and saw an escalator.

She climbed to the top and will

The closed lid pushed upwards hard, and the sand flowed in like water, and Roland continued upward against the sand, finally burrowing out of the ground, and the wind and sand were raging, blowing her hair away.

Endless desert with smog covering the entire sky.

Roland's mechanical legs didn't feel tired, and she ran desperately, as if she knew where she was going.

But she didn't know.

The barren desert made her completely disoriented, but she didn't want to stop there.

Before the power is exhausted, she must find a charging pile, so the direction she runs in must be the Ten Thousand Tracks.

The nobles of the park don't need to be recharged.

It wasn't a gamble, but Roland's choice of revenge in Fang Xiaoling's way – trusting his instincts.

There's no logic, there's no scientific basis, it's just that the right direction is right.

Roland ran for two days and two nights, and on the third day, at sunrise, she saw the track in the distance.

She immediately accelerated, but the closer she got to orbit, the slower it became.

At the end of the track, there are corpses all over the field.

It's like discarded children that no one picks up, scattered around the overturned chessboard.

Two emaciated women walked side-by-side on a side-by-side track to the pile of corpses in front of them, stooping to pick up a screwdriver used by someone else and unscrew a screw on their arm.

"Stop! Don't do that!" Roland shouted, she knew what they were doing, and by opening the clasp on her arm, she could remove her energy battery.

The two women raised their eyes to look at Roland, and at the same time there were extremely surprised expressions on their faces.

"Why do you have legs?" One of the women asked, "Where are you from?"

"I'm from the virtual world, and I can't tell for a while, is there a charging pile around here?"

"Who's not from the virtual world?" The woman looked her up and down, "Shh

"I think she's a little familiar, too." Another woman looked at Roland, "Did we know each other in the virtual world?"

Roland sighed helplessly, such a polite way of communication was too inefficient, she grabbed the neck of the woman on the left, and said coldly: "If you want to die, no one will stop you, anyway, there are not many places to return to the virtual world."

Roland's indifferent face reminded them of something in an instant, and one of the women said in horror, "First Lord, you...... You're back?"

"I'll come back for justice." Roland let go of his hand and asked again, "Charging pile?"

The two women pointed in different directions at the same time, and said in unison, "Both directions."

"Which side is closer?"

Hearing this, the woman on the left immediately withdrew her arm, leaving only the woman on the right still pointing in one direction.

"First Generation, we thought you abandoned us, why can't anyone enter the Life Pod anymore? Is there a loophole?