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Chapter 1,177 Xihe’s Greed(1/2)

There is no one like Song Ziyu who can make an artificial intelligence cry.

But...what's the use of this?

It's useless to say anything now.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoshuang, to disappoint you."

After Song Ziyu gave her gentle words of persuasion, she put away her gentleness and looked forward.

In front of him, there was a dark mechanical army, densely packed with people, and there were not as many maggots as there were in the toilet.

Tens of thousands of mechanical combat units stood in front of him in darkness.

Looking at these mechanical combat units, Song Ziyu knew that he really couldn't escape this time.

It seems to be the final battle.

Song Ziyu sighed.

I am not afraid of death...

In fact, during these months of high-intensity fighting, I had long been mentally prepared to face death calmly.

But when this moment came, Song Ziyu still had mixed feelings in her heart.

Who the hell wants to die?

I still have a lot of things I haven't finished yet.

I haven’t found my mother yet!

I haven’t found my sister yet!

I haven’t found Xu Yingnan yet!

I haven’t seen my daughter again yet…

How much I want to see my old hometown again.

But all this...

Probably all of them have become out of reach.

Think of this!

The furious Song Ziyu couldn't help but roar.

Perhaps, in this helpless moment, roaring can vent the inner pain.

After the roar, comes the battle!

Fighting as always!

It resounded like thunder throughout the battlefield.

Song Ziyu suddenly stepped on the ground and rushed forward like an arrow from a string.

Man is mortal!

Then die vigorously!

Song Ziyu held the spear in his hand and drew a shockwave in the air, causing a bloody storm.

Just like a tiger entering the sheepfold!

Song Ziyu bravely rushed into the enemy's encirclement without fear of death, and then shot away a mechanical combat unit with teeth and claws.

The body is as strong as a spiritual ape!

As agile as a blue sheep!

Song Ziyu was like no one in the enemy formation!

Every time he wields his spear, Song Ziyu can destroy one or several mechanical combat machines.

unit.

In just the blink of an eye, Song Ziyu’s feet and behind were piled with scrapped mechanical remains.

These mechanical debris piled up more and more, eventually forming a hill under their feet.

However, this is of no use at all!

After killing a mechanical creature, other mechanical combat units will immediately make up for the gap and quickly occupy the space... Let Song Ziyu rush in and attack, but the surroundings are still surrounded by enemy troops!

It can’t be killed!

It can't be killed at all!

There’s no end to the killing!

There is simply no way to kill them all!

After another round of sweeping, Song Ziyu retreated to the wreckage hill.

After a fierce battle, he was still in the same place!

His chest heaved violently, and sweat fell from his forehead.

Song Ziyu looked around, his eyes still full of intense terror that couldn't stop his head.

Is there anything else that can describe my mood at this time?

It can only be despair.

"Xihe! Ah..."

Song Ziyu roared in despair!

I want to express something, but I can't express anything.



With a roar!

A flash of light bloomed in the sky, and a huge eyeball appeared.

Xihe's will came to the scene.

Sensing Xi He's arrival, the mechanical warriors who were moving forward bravely on the battlefield suddenly stopped their movements.

Then they all retreated...to make space.

In the center of this space, Song Ziyu stood on a mechanical wreckage as tall as a hill with a spear in his hand.

Under the surprised gaze, dozens of advanced experimental combat units stepped forward, as if to show off their force, Xi He showed off the generals in his hands one by one.

When his chariots, horses and artillery filled the battlefield, Xi He's will began to declare that this was his stage.

"Song Ziyu, you should know that you have absolutely no chance to turn around, so just admit defeat."

Xihe's voice echoed around, as if a victor was making a declaration of victory.

"You know, I've never been good." Song Ziyu responded calmly.

Xihe ignored himself

Instead, he continued, "It is true that you can destroy some of my processors and servers, but what's the use?"

"Even if you can destroy some parts of my body, you should know that everything on this planet is my body!"

"If you want to destroy me, at least destroy this planet...Song Ziyu, do you think you can do it?"

Although Xihe's words were not overly sarcastic, every word made Song Ziyu feel suffocated in his chest.

It’s so uncomfortable!

I am being pinched to death!

I have never encountered such a terrifying opponent.

Despair makes people especially angry.

"Xihe, please stop nagging. Since ancient times, winners and losers have always been victors. Why do you bother to kill people and punish them? If you want to kill someone, do it quickly. Don't make me angry!"

Song Ziyu gasped and shouted.

However, unexpectedly, Xihe did not give the order to take action, but instead began to talk about the conditions.

"Song Ziyu, as a super being who has been born for a long time, I need to give you one last piece of advice..."

"Although you are about to reach the end of your life, I feel it is necessary to let you understand a truth..."

"This principle is that for any living entity, living is just an accident, while death is the norm."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

"I want to tell you that you don't have to be in such a hurry to die now, because after you die, you will be dead for many, many years."

Xi He spoke slowly, like a teacher with no emotion reading a text on the podium.

"Is there any basis for conversation between us?"

Song Ziyu asked with a sneer.
To be continued...
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