A Million Possible

"As long as there are rules, there must be loopholes, without exception."

The sound coming from the ear was still so sweet, but Cheng Lin couldn't take it easy anymore.

Thirteen's words are undoubtedly correct. Cheng Lin didn't think much about the terms when she described those terms before, but now she has witnessed the "loopholes in the rules" with her own eyes.

"Passengers are not allowed to kill actively, but passive defense is not included here. What's more, the girl has not been killed yet. As for the girl, she did not violate the rules either, but changed a different method to conclude the transaction." Thirteen calmly explained Say.

trade?

Cheng Lin glanced at the thin paper currency, Ming Wu, this is also part of circumventing the rules and drilling the loopholes, his voice was low:

"There should be a lot of loopholes like him, isn't there no detailed rules for the paradise?"

"Yes, according to his current behavior, points will be deducted. Each passenger will get a score of 15 points at the beginning. Every time he is judged to be a violation by the procedure, but does not completely violate the regulations, a certain point will be deducted. When all the points are deducted, they will be forced to leave and be blacklisted, but..."

Thirteen's tone stopped: "However, experienced guests will not deduct all of them. After they leave, they can use other methods to wash off their scores."

Cheng Lin glanced at Thirteen, not knowing what to think.

Even, he wondered why he was angry. After all, these are just robots. On a larger scale, the whole world of deduction is false, so why bother to be angry? only……

Still very annoying.

Since the narration hasn't appeared until now, and the mission hasn't started, it seems that there is no need for me to be too peaceful, and the left and right are false, why bother to make myself unhappy?

Cheng Lin suddenly figured it out, ready to do something to make himself happy.

At this time, the diners in the restaurant finally came back to their senses. Some female guests made sharp screams and got up to flee, and others shouted:

"Awakened! Awakened! Call the police!"

Obviously, the scene in which Frank turned his gloves out of thin air was understood as a chaotic cultivator.

There was a mess in the restaurant, but Frank ignored it at all, just stretched out his hand and grabbed the girl's snow-white arm with a smile.

The latter was completely silly, screaming subconsciously, wanting to struggle, Frank saw that he raised his leg and stepped on the chest of the young man on the ground, causing him to vomit blood again, and the girl did not dare to resist.

"Very well, don't move. You don't have to expect the official to take care of it. Don't worry, they won't come. It's all within the rules. Well, if you don't want him to continue to suffer, just stand up and go with me."

Frank said, without turning his head, he rushed to the "receptionist" beside him and ordered:

"You should know where there is a hotel nearby. Lead the way."

Immediately, he laughed and forced the girl out. He just took two steps, but suddenly he couldn't move. He looked down and found that a blood-stained hand was clinging to his ankle.

Frank cursed in a low voice and tried to kick the youth away, but failed. Instead, the trousers became dirty and wrinkled.

He became more irritated, and turned out a pistol out of thin air, pulling the trigger at the youth continuously.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"...

The bullet sneaked into his chest, blood was flowing, and his head hung down. The young man who couldn't see his expression said strangely, but just grasped and held it firmly.

"Damn it! Is this thing broken?"

Frank cursed, re-condensed the metal glove, took a deep breath, squatted down, ready to blast it away directly.

However, what he didn't expect was that the young man suddenly raised his head and bumped his face against his gloves.

"Boom!"

The metal gloves slammed into the youth’s face, blood blooming like a ripe tomato in midsummer. The gloves were wrapped with the youth under the muscle layer after shredding the surface "muscle tissue" to simulate the metal of the skull. The collision made a clear sound.

The sound was so nice, like an ancient temple monk hitting a bronze bell.

As a result, Frank saw a cracked head and the metal skull inside. The young man's eyes had been blown up, leaving only the visual components inlaid in the skull's eye sockets, emitting a misty red light.

"Crazy! This machine is crazy! Number ten! Number ten?"

Frank suddenly felt fear for some reason. He retracted his gloves and went to call the own receptionist, but he didn't get a response.

He turned his head and looked behind him, and was shocked to find that the own receptionist was standing in place with a smile, his eyes empty, as if he had been used to hold his body.

At this time, he suddenly realized something was wrong!

It's so quiet!

If the previous restaurant was in the hustle and bustle of fear, at that moment, those screams and shouts were gone out of thin air, and even the girl he was holding calmed down strangely, just standing still, the faces of the diners around Still maintaining a rich expression, but like a stone sculpture.

"what!!"

Suddenly, Frank let out a scream, and at the moment he was stunned, the young man's hands gripping his ankle instantly closed, exerting a terrifying "bite force", actually crushing his ankle abruptly!

The piercing pain instantly made Frank's eyes black, standing unsteadily, almost instinctively wanting to condense the glove and smash it down.

However, the "watch" on his wrist went dark for an instant, as if it had crashed. Naturally, his gloves could not condense out. He was originally just an ordinary person. He acquired "skills" with the help of a watch. Now, he is instantly beaten back. Prototype.

"What the hell happened? No. 10! No. 10! Take me out of here now! Get out of here! I want to complain... vote..."

In the severe pain, Frank was barely able to stay awake, his face twisted and shouted.

However, in the next second, the other snowy white and soft hand of the girl he was holding quickly picked up a sharp knife on the dining table, held it immediately, and pierced Frank's heart accurately. Nothing for a moment!

"Gluck..."

Frank's eyes widened in disbelief, and his eyes quickly darkened, leaving only endless fear.

Not far away, Cheng Lin had just stood up and was about to take a shot, but he had never expected such a change in the situation. Frank's Death was slow to speak, but in fact it only took a few seconds.

"What's going on? He... actually died?"

Through the "glasses" Cheng Lin saw Frank slowly falling, and the orange halo on his body quickly decayed, which symbolized the disappearance of his vital signs, that is, he was definitely killed.

This completely exceeded Cheng Lin's expectations.

The program is wrong? bug? system error?

Various thoughts floated in his mind, and he immediately looked at Thirteen, only to find that she was sitting quietly in the seat like other robots, like a stone sculpture, motionless.

"what!!!"

Suddenly, Cheng Lin heard the screams coming from the street, he turned his head, and through the spotlessly wiped glass windows, he saw a human wearing an orange halo falling from the mall not far away.

A big hole was broken in the glass window of the mall, and a shopping guide Miss stood expressionlessly at the entrance of the hole. The customer was obviously pushed down by her breaking the glass window.

"Peng!"

Before the screaming stopped, people had already smashed into the street like a sandbag, blood gushing out, and the orange radiance dimmed rapidly, and he was obviously dead.

"Crack!"

Cheng Lin frowned, smashed the glass with a fist, and jumped onto the street. At this time, the whole street had fallen into a strange and dead silence.

Most of the driving cars stopped, and most of the "citizens" who were walking on the streets seemed to have crashed, or as if they were "stopped", even the "classic old songs" played in the shopping malls suddenly stopped. Stop.

There were just screams in the city.

Every scream represents the Death of a "tourist".

Originally in the big city, Cheng Lin had difficulty paying attention to other tourists, but at this moment, all the robots did not move, and with the aid of screams, he easily discovered one real human after another.

There are many such tourists around, and they haven't noticed before.

He saw with his own eyes a robot dressed as a renovation worker carrying a hammer and smashing a tourist to the ground, hammer after hammer, like a pile driver, forcibly smashing the stone and brick road into a dent. .

Next, in a barber shop, through the glass window, you can see a barber pressing a tourist in the seat, and the electric clippers in his hand mechanically flatten the visitor’s skull layer by layer. ...

Not far away, a car that was still in motion drove a tourist into the air, and immediately crushed it back and forth...

The prosperous city seems to be transformed into The Underworld in an instant. In addition to killing, it is killing.

"Help me! Help me!"

Suddenly, from the second floor of a hotel, a man with disheveled clothes and blood on his body jumped down.

He seemed to see Cheng Lin, running barefoot toward him, but suddenly, the road in front of him suddenly bulged, causing him to fall.

Immediately, a strong high-voltage cable above his head suddenly broke and fell to the ground, just hitting him. The wires formed a path with the earth, and the electric arc flickered, jumped, and screamed, and the man was electrocuted abruptly.

...

...

The killing was not limited to the Eastern District, but covered the entire paradise.

At the same time, similar killings were also taking place in other areas that Cheng Lin could not see.

West End.

A commercial street based on Times Square in Manhattan, New York.

A giant billboard on the building crashed down, killing the three tourists who were walking downstairs.

On the side of the road, a fire hydrant burst suddenly, and the powerful water pressure blew the fire hydrant away like a cannonball, smashing the head of a tourist!

Suddenly the fuel tank of a driving car exploded and ignited a fire. Tourists sitting inside tried to break free, but couldn't open the door alive, and were burnt to death in the car!

...

Greater Europe.

At a certain port, a freighter that had just set sail suddenly broke apart, drowning the tourists on board in the artificial sea of ​​the paradise.

Not far away, two tourists were forcibly pulled into the container on the truck by several dockers, and the door was closed immediately. The container froze very quickly, covered with frost, and lack of oxygen... The beating and cursing of the tourists inside gradually disappear……

A certain seat...

Some...

somewhere……

One by one, one by one, at this moment, in this fertile paradise with a very large area and covering a very wide area, several large districts and countless communities have staged the same death.

Kill!

In addition to killing or killing!

At this moment, Death clouds are covering the fertile soil!

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