Robert looked at the confession, picked up the ring pen, and for a long time, a sneer appeared on his face.

The next moment, he grabbed the confession, "swished", and tore it clean.

Outside the room, there was still no sound.

However, the air conditioning switch in the confinement room was turned on, and with the sound of the wind, the scraps of paper on the floor were blown out of the cracks in the room by the force of the wind gushing out of the air outlet at the ankle of the room.

Then, the noise in the room resounded.

……

In his past life, because his scope of authority did not include the "Sparnet Base" and was mainly active in East Asia, Robert only knew about it, and acquiesced to the existence of the "Sparnet Base" like other senior American military officers and high-ranking government officials.

After all – America always needs a dark side.

However, when Robert himself fell into this dark side, he felt for the first time how cruel the "extralegal law" was, and hated himself for having a certain amount of power in the past, but he did not ban this facility in time.

However, despite the fact that Robert was endlessly tormented by noise and light sources for the rest of the day, slept no more than half an hour at a time, and his mental and physical state became more and more close to collapse, he persevered and never chose to put his name on that piece of paper.

Even in this situation, and he is already an old man in his sixties, Robert still has hope, and the will to fight has become stronger and stronger.

Now, he can also think about why Monk, or the group of bureaucrats represented by Monk, and the guys in the Pentagon, want to get rid of themselves.

-- When the United States failed in its East Asian strategy and lacked the largest overseas subordinate power, the officers headed by Robert seemed so out of place in the United States.

Especially when the entire base in Japan has been wiped out, at this time, the United States also needs a weighty person to take responsibility for this failure.

- From the top to the bottom, only Robert, who has no political family background, and his father is just a captain in the U.S. Army, who has relied on military merit and seniority all the way up is suitable for the top cylinder.

Moreover, with the failure of the East Asian strategy and the rise of the transcendent Mio Ito, the citizens of the United States of America must have been in a state of panic and disillusionment under the influence of this transcendent.

Therefore, in order to restore the confidence of the citizens of the United States of America in the first power, it is possible to preserve the confidence of the American people by shifting the blame to Robert as the main factor in the defeat of the United States of America and portraying the "de facto defeat" as the "collusion of the eroded."

- Robert knows all about these things.

"Restoring the confidence of the American people" is indeed what he wants to do.

However, he would not allow it, and this faith would come at his own expense.

He also wanted to meet people, his wife, his children, and the small house in the Carlorama district of Washington, which was full of green flowers and plants......

Therefore, he chose to fight to the end.

The rest of the year was like a wrestling between Robert and the incarcerated community.

Noise, glare, noise, glare......

Three meals a day, the plate is polished to be extremely smooth......

The food is a combination of vitamin supplements, energy drinks, and nutritional powders to ensure good health......

Noise, glare, noise, glare......

Sleep is like a city that never sleeps surrounded by noise and bright light, but still, there is occasionally a gap for Robert to get some soothing moments, the noise is turned off, the light is turned down, and there is a short rest.

- However, it was not the mercy of the other side, on the contrary, it was a stealth attack to avoid Robert's sudden death, and at the same time make him weak and weak-willed after a short rest.

Robert will not rest up here, though.

No matter how many times that "confession" was sent in, he had only one choice, and that was to shredd.

And the Pentagon guys, it seems, also have a scruple about Robert's age and identity, and only dare to use noise and light sources as weapons, and do not dare to use truth vomiting agents or electric shocks

But...... I have to say that Robert can feel that he is getting closer and closer to the limit.

As soon as you open your eyes, you will see a pure white, bright light world.

When you close your eyes, you often feel inexplicably suffocated when you sleep.

It seems that there are a lot of things in the brain, and the consciousness is becoming more and more cloudy.

And, most crucially, Robert sadly found that even if he never confessed, he probably wouldn't be able to escape from his current situation.

It's been so long, and the other party hasn't shown a hint of wavering, and no one has yet shown up in the "Sparnet base" - it can only show one problem, that is, "yourself" in the outside world may have been "convicted".

As for how to do it, he can come up with more than a dozen methods with a casual thought, "trial in absentia", "AI image", "stand-in...... What can't those people do?

In this way, day after day, Robert's spirit became more and more desperate.

Finally, one day, Robert's body reached its limit.

No matter how strong the will is, after reaching the limit, it will still collapse.

So, one night, Robert, who could no longer withstand the stimulation of light and noise, fainted completely.

It was not a simple sleep, but a kind of mental devastation, as if the brain had lost consciousness.

And when the void was over, when Robert reopened his eyes, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw only the glimmer of light in the cell, the noise that had stopped, and, more importantly, the open door of the cell.

"It's ......"

As if he had been reborn, Robert scrambled from the ground and staggered to the outside of the confinement room.

Outside, it is a corridor that is almost completely dark, only the green light of the "emergency passage" is still on, and the fully enclosed corridor is full of quiet atmosphere.

Robert was almost clinging to the wall, moving forward step by step. He gulped in the fresh air, feeling as if his lungs were expanding infinitely, filled with a new sense of activity.

The feeling of pressure in my lungs disappeared when I breathed.

Robert was a little hard to imagine - how long did he sleep? Why did it become such a situation when I woke up? What about those who are imprisoned? And what about those guys at the Pentagon? Why would they open the door? Is this another ruse they have set up?

All kinds of doubts were intertwined in his mind, but Robert knew that at this moment he could only move forward.

He slowly moved to the end of the hallway, where there was an upward staircase.

Walking up the stairs, one step, two steps, after not going upstairs for a long time, Robert felt like a rusty doll, but in the process of crunching his knees, he could feel that the rusty gears were slowly lubricated by oil again.

"Hoo ......"

Panting, Robert remembered that after walking dozens of steps, he finally came to the top, where there was a closed door.

Turn the handle and it can be unscrewed.

“OK。”

He thought to himself.

And then - one, two, three.

The door opened.

Light poured into Robert's eyes.

But it wasn't the monotonous white light of the cell.

Rather, it's the sunlight that comes in from behind the glass doors.

Robert was moved to tears for a moment.

However, in the next second, at the moment when the tears were still in his eyes, an unimaginable scene was reflected in his retina.

It was a sight he could never forget.

He never thought that when he regained his freedom, the first thing he saw was such a scene......

It's like a picture from science fiction.

- I saw that the sunlight in front of me was shining into the hall inside, and one by one there were not an inch of ......

That......

It should be called ......

- Robot?!!

They are made of silvery-white metal, with obvious nesting of components within their bodies, and the part above the neck, the skull, is faintly fluorescent.

They sit in the center of the hall, and the external interface of their brains is connected to the electronics in the hall via a data cable, and they appear to be transmitting some data.

On top of that, there are a number of robots gliding rapidly down the hall, some sort of pulley structure below the ankles, carrying paper materials and other equipment in the hall.

And the moment Robert opened the door, several robots had already slid in front of Robert, his wrist split, and out of it came out of the muzzles of black holes, obviously not a joke.

Robert froze in fright.

The robot stared at him, and a faint light shone in his eyeballs, enveloping Robert's whole body, scanning him from head to toe, and at the same time, a mechanical voice sounded:

“…… Confirmed: Robert Heinlaith...... Former four-star general of the United States...... has broken away from the old system of government...... Members of non-adversarial forces...... Threat-free ......

“…… 'Standard Citizen' certification is available. ”

As the last sentence rang out, Robert's eyes flickered. At the same time, the other robots seemed to be indifferent to him, scattering away, as if trying to resume their work.

But Robert, though shocked, still had a little sense, and he thought for a moment, and exclaimed:

“…… Please wait—"

The robot who had said "'Standard Citizen' certification" turned around and looked at Robert with his black hole sockets.

"Hello citizen Robert, do you have any needs?"

"I'd like to ask...... What time is it? ”

"If we count in the historical A.D. year, it is now April 12, 2027......"

Robert breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this time has not been a month since the moment of entering the "Sparnet Base", it seems that he should not have encountered such a thing as sleeping for more than ten years or even decades, and the world has changed greatly after waking up.

But just as he breathed a sigh of relief, the next sentence that came out of the robot's mouth made his nerves tense again:

“…… If we use the Evans year to calculate, it is now April 12 of the first year of Evans, which is the third day after the Evans calendar was introduced. ”

“…… Evans Calendar? ”

Robert was stunned, his voice became hoarse because he was too shocked.

"Yes, Evans."

Above the robot's head, a hologram suddenly flashed, and a man swirled around to look out of the frame.

The man appears to be Hispanic, but not as dark as the average Hispanic, and his eyes are sunken, as if he is staring at the person outside the painting all the time.

Looking at the man, just as Robert was in a panic, the voice of the robot added fuel to the confusion in Robert's heart.

For the first time, with a little fanaticism in its tone, it said in a quickened voice:

"Navali Evans, Emperor of the Machines, First Citizen, and the only lifetime President of the United States of America...... The same is true for our hosts. ”

(End of chapter)