LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 565
Chapter 565
"leader?!"
The electric arc on 1111's body crackled and jumped: "Where is the leader? I know he will not betray us!"
At this moment, a familiar soul core wave came, as if guiding the direction.
1111 Looking along, he saw a figure passing by from a distance and turning into the narrow passage.
"leader!"
"leader!".
1111’s hoarse calls failed to receive a response.
The more sensible lover urged,
"Come on, the leader is helping us lead the way."
"it is good!"
In the endless robot army.
The fierce battle has been fought, and the victory has been decided.
Chen Zezheng and the excavator carefully placed the soul core into the crack in the ground.
The surroundings were full of chaos, and countless legion robots were lying on the ground like sculpture models, without any movement.
It looks like an undeveloped landfill.
And in the center of the landfill, there is a crack like an eye, which is constantly spraying out light snow, and the warm glow is like a fountain of light.
As the excavator said, as long as this place is blocked, the radio wave commands from the switchboard can be cut off.
"Okay." The excavator shook off the oil beads seeping from its head.
"That'll be fine."
Several soul cores were suspended above the light spring, absorbing all the electric waves that came out with the light snow like a sponge touching water.
"Is this where the switchboard is downstairs?" Chen Ze had no intention of hiding his guess.
"It can't move?"
"Yes." The excavator also treated him sincerely.
"Now that we have cut off this main passage, the elders will have nowhere to escape."
"Fortunately, the soul core is enough."
Seeing that the other party had such a good attitude, Chen Ze simply pressed forward: "I didn't expect the soul core to have such a use."
"I mean, I've also been in contact with soul cores."
"That's not surprising, 9527." The excavator's movements became noticeably slower.
"The soul core is unique and exclusive and can only be used by the owner."
"If you want to use the soul core, you can only activate it yourself when a new soul core is born."
Ka Ka Ka Ka
"Sorry, I'm tired and need to rest." The excavator said and lay down on the spot.
During this process, its body frequently made abnormal noises, which inexplicably reminded Chen Ze of an outdated antique motorcycle.
Although its combat effectiveness is not weak, it has significant flaws such as battery life and durability.
And looking around, all the aborigines with different shapes have similar problems.
Especially when compared with the whole family machine possessed by Chen Ze, it is even more prominent.
For example, those tentacles with too single bricks, and the bloated and bulky bodies of other aborigines, make it difficult for the movement system to adapt to various terrains.
On the other hand, all robots are the same, but they have diverse and tough mechanical arms, simple and dexterous bodies, and dozens of movement plans and weapons.
From this point of view, are the so-called original tribes really more advanced than the entire tribe?
"Don't be anxious, 9527." Seeing Chen Ze wandering around, the excavator thought he couldn't wait, so he dissuaded him,
"Now is not the time to go see the switchboard."
"Don't forget we still have a problem to deal with."
"Missing clan." CUBE-3 jumped out and said,
"There are also those stubborn Que tribesmen who are looking for us everywhere."
"In case they find us here after we leave."
"Aren't you in charge of missing people?" Chen Ze returned to the excavator.
"The Que clan takes orders directly from the switchboard." The excavator said angrily,
"This is a trouble caused by the elders specifically to restrain me."
"Damn, they're all guys who can't communicate. They don't recognize anyone except the switchboard."
"I can't even figure out that I was deceived."
"What is the relationship between the Que clan and the switchboard?" Chen Ze was a little surprised.
"You'll know when you get there."
The excavator stood up with a clang, making Chen Ze want to go up and give him a hand.
"Now is the time." The excavator swept towards his tribe,
"Go and have a good chat with these defective products."
"It looks like it's just ahead." 1111 lay down on the gap in the crystal wall and looked into the distance.
A huge space is vaguely visible in front of it, half of it is covered by a dome, and the other half is messily marked with many lines and marks.
It's hard to see the specific situation through the thick wall, but at least you can observe the countless figures coming and going in the space.
This reminds 1111 of the countless domed halls on the first and second floors. Compared with it, this place looks like a semi-finished product that has not yet been completed.
"It seems that 9527 is right." 1111 whispered,
"The switchboard is secretly building underground."
"This is the hall."
"And the gaps we pass through will become interconnected channels in the future."
"Why did the switchboard do this?" the lover beside me asked.
"9527 said it's because the environment is deteriorating." 1111's voice became lower and lower.
"The radiation is penetrating down layer by layer, so..."
"What's wrong?" asked the lover,
"What did you discover?"
1111 replied with a trembling voice: "I seem to have seen my lover."
"What?" The lover was quite surprised,
"Are you mistaken?"
"After being so far apart, there is still the lair of the Que clan in front of us."
"No." 1111 interrupted,
"I can feel my baby."
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"Honey, you need to calm down."
"I, I have to save her! Damn it! These bastards who are short of clan!"
"you listen to me."
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
The sudden explosion shocked the two of them and they quickly stood up to fight. However, they did not see the enemy coming, but the thick barrier in front of them began to fall apart.
Familiar and peculiar fluctuations came.
"Leader!" 1111 exclaimed, and saw a figure rushing into the Que clan's lair in front of him.
Then the fires and shocking explosions that made it difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy continued one after another.
In the chaos, countless missing people rushed toward a certain center one after another, like a whirlpool that was unable to control itself and was being stirred wildly, with debris and debris constantly tumbling up and down in the rapidly expanding turbulence.
"The leader has taken action!" 1111 rushed out excitedly,
"We're going to help too!"
"Honey, wait!" the lover quickly stopped.
But the anxious 1111 couldn't hear it, and had already started running the crawler at full speed to rush in.
Air cannon, particle beam, magnetic storm, laser, pulse, tentacle arm.
1111 vented his destructive desire wantonly, and only slowed down the fighting rhythm slightly until the energy reserves in his body were exhausted.
At this stop, the surroundings seemed to be empty and fell into silence.
1111 was shocked to realize that he was surrounded by many missing people.
Where is the leader?
1111 wanted to find the leader, but the enemies around him had no intention of giving him a chance to breathe.
The strong light gradually turned on, but a strange wave covered it, locking the missing people in place.
"Leader!" 1111 shouted loudly,
"Where are you!"
There was still no response, but 1111 followed the source of the fluctuations and found the target he was following.
leader?
Deep in the fleet, the opponent stood in front of a dreamlike fountain of light, but beside him was not the soul core that was like the fusion of countless keys. Instead, it is a "fetus" suspended in the air, like a metal ball.
This is not a token of leadership.
But the fluctuations it emits are comparable to or even surpass the leader's unique soul core.
It turns out that the person who secretly sent out powerful radio waves again and again is not the leader?
"Who are you!" 1111 asked urgently,
"what are you doing here!"
"I'm cutting off the switchboard's control over them." The other party's voice made 1111 feel like it was struck by lightning.
"Hold them off for me."
But being in a daze counts as time.
Farther away, a large number of unaffected tribes were still coming in like a tidal wave.
The leader didn't say a word and seemed busy, but 1111 stepped in without hesitation.
As a member of the resistance, its will cannot be questioned.
But the next moment, the enemy pushed and pushed out a towering robot in front of him.
"Dear?" 1111 recognized his wife at a glance.
"Hurry up!" The other party used a mechanical arm to protect the "fetus" and shouted quickly with sound waves.
"Go quickly! Go quickly!"
"No" 1111 couldn't help but tremble.
No, it is not trembling, its body is as stable as a rock rooted in the ground.
But its consciousness kept shaking. For a moment, 1111 thought it was trapped in a pair of armor.
And this lack of synchronization continued until another figure fell from the sky.
From the crack above the head that no one had noticed, the lover who had lost half of his body jumped out, knocked down a group of missing robots, and pushed 1111's wife back with his remaining tentacle arm.
Suddenly attacked, the already tense Que clan members were like ignited powder keg, launching an attack on the nearest and most conspicuous target.
Countless particle beams arrive in an instant, filling 1111's lover with wings of light, making it shine like the sun.
Before he could even say a word, it was blown into pieces.
"No--" 1111, who had just rushed to catch his wife, howled miserably, and the tentacles he tried to throw out could only scrape the remaining black smoke in vain.
But time does not freeze, and the enemy's volleys will not pause.
Almost at the same time, the wife in its arms was also penetrated by the plasma aftermath, and the body began to rapidly dissociate.
1111 stood frozen in place like a sculpture.
This is also the time.
The soul core resting on the light spring suddenly began to spin rapidly, throwing the warm light in front of it around like a water pump.
"I finally heard that it was the voice of 4396."
"We were all deceived. No, maybe she didn't even think about deceiving us."
"It turns out that the leader is not the leader, but 4396."
"But she... did what the leader couldn't do. She lured those Guangxue out."
"Those light snows, the light snow coming out from the ground, flooded all the Que clansmen."
"They just became incapacitated."
"Can you help me? 9527."
Chen Ze picked up 1111's wife and asked in passing: "What happened next?"
The light in his arms flickered slightly, and the gradually weakening sound wave tried his best to answer: "Then she disappeared, just like when she came, neither I nor 1111 could see clearly."
"We just had to explore this place together."
Chen Ze moved around following its guidance.
"Look at these parts. Some are new and some are old. They can't be assembled into a complete body."
"We also found that the further inside, the more complete the remains of the Que clan are."
Chen Ze kept moving forward on the mass grave-like remains of the machine, and came to several huge pieces of equipment that looked like processing machine tools.
"We discovered a truth we couldn't believe."
"All the missing people are processed by these machines."
"They are really different from us! They are all pieced together from recycled wreckage!"
"So many parts are not left after they were damaged."
"It's raw materials that haven't had time to be assembled."
"Can you understand what I mean? 9527."
"I understand." Chen Ze shook up a broken body that he had just grabbed from the inside of the equipment. Tiny components were scattered everywhere.
"This is not a cemetery."
"But the delivery room."
"." 1111's wife was silent for a while, then spoke in a weaker voice,
"Maybe 1111 is right, 9527, you are our savior."
"Where is 1111?" Chen Ze asked.
"There." The answer given by the other party did not surprise Chen Ze.
So Chen Ze took his 1111 wife back to the most conspicuous fountain of light in the entire unfinished dome space.
A group of aborigines led by the excavator are already waiting here.
"This is the newly born soul core." The excavator gestured to Chen Ze.
"I understand." Chen Ze came closer and raised the remaining head component in his arms to the key-shaped soul core floating above the light spring.
"This is your husband, right?"
When Chen Ze and the aboriginal army arrived here, what they saw was this scene - the half-collapsed dome hall was full of machine remains, with soul cores suspended on the brilliant light fountain in the center, and there were also other things on the sides. There was a pile of melted dregs, and the only head that was still intact.
"1111" 1111's wife cast her last light into the sky above the light spring,
"You always say you are too busy and tired. Now you can finally have a good rest."
"9527."
It turned to Chen Ze and asked,
"Do you know why the leader will never betray us?"
"Why?" Chen Ze cooperated.
"Because, the soul core is... this is how it was born." The sound waves became intermittent,
"Only when we die with strong emotions can we attract the light and snow around us."
"Leader, the soul cores he holds were also born in this way."
"The souls of countless compatriots are with it every moment."
Accompanying its words, the light snow spurting out from the gap in front of him seemed to come to life, intertwining into hazy ribbons and winding up.
“Leaders teach us to build family relationships and experience human emotions.”
"I didn't understand what a leader meant at first, but then I met 1111."
Amidst the increasingly inaudible chatter, the smooth, hemispherical head was wrapped in layers of light snow, and then opened instantly like a flower bud, peeling off all the internal components.
Ping ping ping pong, parts scattered all over the floor.
After blooming, the light snow immediately dissipated and melted back into the light spring, just like a drop of water disappearing into the sea.
There was only an iron-gray key left in Chen Ze's mechanical claw, which looked like a crude key that had only been roughly polished.
Soul core.
Like 1111, it also turned into a soul core.
"Don't be in a hurry to activate it." The excavator nearby reminded,
"The newly born soul core can be integrated into the old one."
So Chen Ze held the newly born soul core above the light spring and touched it with the soul core that 1111 had originally transformed into.
(End of this chapter)