Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Chapter 114 buling, bulong, I am a robot (please ask for more, thank you)

"Suprathreshold energy fluctuations detected."

"Explosion analysis: The Mechanical Research Institute-Primary Power Reserve Center was ignited, resulting in continuous explosions."

"The current regional leader, five-star alien warrior Shang Lin, has lost contact."

"The level of the situation has increased. The current level is level one!"

As lines of words appeared on the big screen, the Skynet Center was now operating at high speed. They all seriously underestimated the harm that rat could bring!
Mechanical Research Institute, no, it should be called now, half of the Mechanical Research Institute.

Looking up at the dazzling fire in the distance, it reflected in Han Zhan's eyes, and his eyes also reflected the blazing fire.

"Wang Chunyu..." Han Zhan silently whispered his name, "Congratulations, you are also a hero."

After he said this, he stopped stopping and rushed towards the third escape location without looking back!

Wang Chunyu bought him enough time, but this method was also a double-edged sword.

Because there was too much noise.

Although a wave of pursuers were cleared, Skynet Intelligent Brain must have raised the risk level of this place again. In this way, the ones who come next time may not just be five-star alien warriors.

At that time, it will be extremely difficult for me to escape from here!
The third escape location is the garbage bin of the Mechanical Research Institute.

Inside, everything is filled with all kinds of research garbage, and garbage is cleaned and discharged at a fixed time every night.

This is also his chance to escape from here.

As soon as Han Zhan entered the garbage bin, he was shocked by the dense garbage scene in front of him.

It is hard to imagine that just a mechanical research institute can produce so much garbage in one day.

He continued to walk inside, and in the garbage mountain, he saw severed human limbs and arms. Half of the palm was exposed, with the middle finger raised.

On the other side of the garbage mountain, there were several heads that had been removed. It turned out that they were the same young people who were escorted here at the same time as Han Zhan and others, those young people who cursed the "Korean War".

Their bodies went somewhere unknown, their heads were split open, and various red and white substances flowed and mixed, filling the air with a strong smell of blood.

There are many more scenes like this.

The cruelty and madness of the ginseng company can be seen in this place.

Han Zhan frowned and continued walking inside. The fixed time for garbage discharge was one o'clock in the morning. Based on the information transmitted to him by Shang Xiaoyun in his mind, he quickened his pace.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed something strange.

There is a feeling of being spied on.

anyone? !
Han Zhan suddenly stopped.

As a warrior who is stronger than ordinary people, he has extremely keen six senses.

Once someone's eyes stay on him for more than three seconds, he will be aware of it.

This feeling of being looked at and looked at is unmistakable!

Just when Han Zhan stopped, the feeling of peeping disappeared immediately.

He didn't believe in evil, so he resumed walking forward. Before he took two steps, that sense of voyeurism fell on him again.

Han Zhan closed his eyes and carefully recalled the vague direction when the sense of peeping appeared. He suddenly opened his eyes, turned around and rushed towards a garbage dump.

The garbage dump in front of me has been piled into a small mountain, which is not conspicuous among the numerous "garbage mountains".

When Han Zhan opened the garbage pile, he saw a strange iron lump.

"Robot?" Han Zhan was cautiously on guard, seeing that the iron robot remained motionless, as if it was completely scrapped.

He lifted it out of the garbage pile.

It is indeed a small robot.

It's just that this robot is very shabby, with two shoddy hands and two legs connected only by worn-out hydraulic connecting rods, and a square-shaped head, which can only barely make out the appearance of the robot.

It is only as tall as Han Zhan's calf. This is the first time Han Zhan has seen such a rough robot.

"Stop pretending, tell me who you really are."

Han Zhan looked at the little robot in front of him and said in a bad tone.

The little robot made no movement.

"Still pretending? Have you ever seen any robot with its eyes closed? The eyes of scrapped robots are all open." After hearing this, the little robot opened its eyes calmly.

"Really?" The electronic synthesizer sounded, the voice was a little hoarse and silky, and its sound-generating device was obviously rusty.

"Fake." Han Zhan replied honestly.

Who cares whether a robot closes its eyes or not?Isn’t that so idle that it hurts?
Little robot: "..."

"Now you can tell me who you are." Han Zhan asked again.

"buling, bulong, I'm a robot." The little robot replied very mechanically.

"I know you are a robot, but you should not belong to the business company, at least not now. Judging from the old and rusty parts on your body, you have been here for at least a hundred years."

Only the mechanical parts of Shenshang Company can last for a hundred years and still be used.

At this time, I must praise that these scientific madmen still have a bit of craftsmanship.

"Buling, bulong, I'm a robot." The little robot repeated this sentence mechanically, as if it could only say this.

Han Zhan's face darkened.

He knew that this was retaliation from the other party, but what was certain was that this robot would not be an enemy.

The conversation just now was just a test. As long as the robot showed hostility, or contacted the Skynet Intelligence Brain, it would pass on the news that it was in the garbage bin.

So by now, there should be pursuers arriving outside the garbage bin.

but.

"Let's make a deal. You tell me frankly, and I'll think about it and take you out of here."

The Korean War put forward its own conditions.

"buling, bulong..."

"I will replace your body with the best materials."

"Really?" the little robot tilted its head and asked.

"It's true this time." Han Zhan replied with certainty.

Sure enough, for this kind of robot, improving the appearance and performance of the shell is irresistible.

The novel never deceived me.

Han Zhan and the little robot quickly reached an agreement, and the little robot stopped pretending to be naive and showed its rather human side.

I saw it sitting cross-legged like a human being, waiting for the arrival of 1 a.m. with Han Zhan.

"who are you?"

"Who am I? I don't know who I am. Ever since I woke up, I have been in this garbage bin."

"Then why don't you go out."

"Go out? Do you mean to leave here? But what's the point of going out alone? I'm a robot. I don't need to eat, drink or have fun, and I don't need any entertainment. I just need to stay here."

With such an answer, Han Zhan didn't know how to respond.

A hundred years of loneliness, if it were a human being, he would have been unable to bear it long ago.

He nodded and asked subconsciously: "Do you have a name? Can I..."

"My name is October." The little robot took the lead and answered questions quickly.

"Why do you have a name?" Han Zhan seemed a little disappointed.

"Because there is always Shabi who likes to give people all kinds of strange names." The little robot paused and continued, "When I woke up, the system time showed October, so my name is October."

The little robot complained about it, and Han Zhan had a haha. "So, hello, October."

"Hello, trash————"

bang.

Where they were sitting, the garbage bin door was opened, and the little robot's words stopped abruptly. The two of them fell down with a swish.

Mechanical Research Institute, successfully escaped!

(End of this chapter)