Biohazard Empire II

"Are you here..." The corner of Riche's mouth raised, revealing a slight chuckle. The appearance of No. 3 was completely in his expectation. You know, he defeated the armored corps of the Sichuan Fortress this time, and completely gained a foothold in the ruins of the steel city, and his own strength has expanded more than ten times. If this number three does not appear, it will really be a ghost.

After all, for "No. 3", Richemont is regarded as an investment. When this investment grows to a certain level, the counterparty will naturally reappear and then increase.

In a dilapidated and dim small movie theater, Richemont sat in the first row of seats, quietly looking at a robot that looked like a toilet.

There was no sound from both sides, as if they were just irrelevant.

Almost ten minutes later, there was finally a rustling sound from the toilet robot, and then a slightly magnetic middle-aged woman's voice came out: "Well, boy, you won, you have to say, You are indeed different from the other people I chose.” At the same time, a spotlight was turned on on the top of the toilet robot, and a life-size middle-aged female holographic projection was instantly formed on the open space in front of Richemont. This woman with heavy make-up, wearing a capable ivory suit, although the milfs are still charming, the look shows a kind of solemnity and nobility.

Richemont was very familiar with the image of this woman at this time. Thinking carefully, this was not the first female president of the United States of Britannia 50 years ago!

The memory of "No. 3" obviously stores various information related to human society, and the external images used on different occasions seem to be different.

And this time, being able to directly use this kind of character holographic projection to talk to Richemont is no longer a mere machine to transmit sound. This also shows that it attaches more importance to Richemont.

Hearing the words of No. 3, Richemont smiled slightly but still did not speak.

Seeing that Richemont did not respond, the majestic middle-aged woman immediately frowned and said in a serious voice: "I hope you will not be complacent about what you have achieved. You must understand that your enemy is far better than you. Imagination is much stronger."

"Among the people I have chosen, some of them have far more power than you. In the end, they still have no place to die. The affairs of these people should arouse your vigilance and let you understand your insignificance." Number Three raised his hand, and a holographic image immediately appeared next to him, but the holographic image was constantly changing. The scenes shown in this image are either life-and-death battles between two people, or magnificent battlefields. Among them, there are people fighting with people, people fighting with bugs, people fighting with zombies, and even people fighting with colonies. The fight. In the end, the images of these images were all fixed on one of them, and these people were either gnawed off their heads or bombed to pieces. In short, they were dead and could not die again.

All the images add up to more than forty, which also represent more than forty different people. There was even a person who was directly in the center of the nuclear bomb explosion and was instantly gasified.

After seeing these images, Richemont couldn't help but feel shocked. He understood that these people were all selected by the number three!

It's just that these "predecessors" are all dead. Some of them can't even be called his "predecessors", and many of them may still be supported by the No. 3 forces after him.

When Richemont was fighting to death, other places on the Red Star Land were not a calm pond, but there were all kinds of stormy waves!

What surprised No. 3 was that after seeing these scenes, Richemont didn't show the slightest fear, he even licked his lips, and a bloodthirsty excitement appeared on his face. It turns out that there are so many things happening on this land, and there are so many powerful guys! He can hardly wait to rush out of this southwest region and enter a bigger battlefield and a bigger stage! Only by fighting more powerful enemies can he continue to evolve and move towards the ultimate peak!

"Human, you surprised me again." No.3's eyes narrowed, with a playful expression on his face, "Perhaps this is the reason why you can survive while others die." Although No.3 belongs to Silicon-based smart life, but it can still feel Richemont’s strong desire to survive and fight.

"But you should also understand that although these candidates have died, there are still many candidates other than you. If you can still survive and perform better, you will also be thoroughly recognized by me. , Get the greatest help. The location of the ruins of the steel city can be maintained. I suggest you build your own base here, and I will also provide you with the corresponding construction machinery and various materials and heavy firepower, how about? "The number three played the arrogance and ruthlessness of the superwoman, holding her head high and said, "One hundred thousand odorants, ten permanent fortifications, twenty forts, thirty tanks, and the twelve angels Some information about the angel-level artificial intelligence in the Red Star Republic."

"Of course, if you want to get all this, you have to do something for me, go to a place and take something out."

After speaking, No. 3 looked at Richemont arrogantly. In his opinion, Richemont will be taken aback by the help he has provided, and he will be grateful. After all, for the current Richemont, although he has established a foothold in the ruins of the steel city, he still needs more powerful strength to gain a firm foothold. These things he provided can enable Richemont to consolidate his power in a very short time.

What he didn't expect was that after hearing these words, Richemont still had a cold expression on his face, and he didn't even blink his eyelids. Even if the number three is artificial intelligence, he can still feel Richemont's contempt and anger. !

"One million odorants, fifty permanent fortifications, a large fortress capable of accommodating one hundred thousand people and resistant to megaton nuclear explosions, one hundred gun emplacements, three hundred tanks, and what you know Everything about this **** war." After Richemont finished speaking, he gently spit out the two words again, "Everything." Although the sound was light, it was firm!

A joke, the number three is completely using him as a beggar. You know, odorant, this kind of thing, there will definitely be a large amount of inventory on the 3rd, and it is extremely cheap. Know that even the Sichuan Fortress can now produce odorants. And the construction of various fortifications can be carried out only by dispatching construction machinery on the 3rd, and at most it consumes some energy. As for the turrets and tanks, you don't even need to consume your own supplies on the 3rd, you only need to send construction machinery to the surrounding military bases that have become ruins. The information of the twelve archangel-level artificial intelligences of the angel clan is useless for the current Richemont, and it is not as real as the power deployment of the Sichuan Fortress.

"Go to a place and take some things out" as mentioned by the third number is definitely not an easy job. To know that things like him could not be accomplished by himself, it was obviously already difficult to a certain extent, and it was probably a matter of nine deaths. In this case, he even wanted to use a pile of garbage in exchange for Richemont's allegiance, how could he not let Richemont despise!