Datang Mechanical Era

Bai Tianyang communicated with Ou Ying while traveling in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and human corpses and robot wreckage could be seen on the ground from time to time. You can imagine how tragic the situation was back then.

But at this time, except for the crows in the sky, there was no other sound.

During the day, Yang walked close to the wall of the imperial city, trying his best to hide his figure in the shadow of the wall to avoid being seen by the crows in the sky - who knows whether they were real crows or crow robots that could summon killing machines. .

As he walked, he kept looking at his mobile phone: a map of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty was displayed on the screen, and route planning suggestions were dynamically given from time to time - of course, Ou Ying used artificial intelligence algorithms to give them, each planned route Safety probabilities are also given, as well as possible dangers encountered.

But Ou Ying also reminded him: As more and more sensors and cameras were destroyed in Datang Chang'an, and the data became increasingly unreliable, these reference paths could not be fully counted.

He still has to make his own judgment.

So, Bai Tianyang cautiously arrived at Anfu Gate and found that the gate was open.

He immediately considered whether to enter the imperial city from here.

The advice given by the algorithm is not to enter. You can go all the way to the southwest corner of the Imperial City in the south, then turn at a right angle, and then follow a straight line to the north gate of Wubenfang. This way, the probability of encountering danger is the lowest - 46%.

Bai Tianyang really wants to enter, because from here, you can go southeast, skip Jiangzuojian and Honglu Temple, and exit the imperial city from Jingfeng Gate or Zhuque Gate to reach Wubenfang. Moreover, the route is better than the optimal route planned by the algorithm. About 20% shorter.

Of course the probability of encountering danger is much higher - 54%. After all, there were more than 20,000 robots maintained in the Imperial City, and they all turned into monsters that hunted tourists, which was quite deadly.

Bai Tianyang thought about it for a second and decided to take the path planned by the system.

After walking less than a dozen steps, his cell phone rang suddenly.

It wasn't Ou Ying calling.

A somewhat familiar number.

Bai Tianyang hesitated to answer the call.

"Brother Tianyang!" A clear female voice came from the loudspeaker, with a hint of panic in her tone.

Bai Tianyang was stunned for a moment: "Wang Qingyue? Where are you?"

"I'm in the 'ghost market'."

These words made Bai Tianyang almost jump up and down.

"'Ghost Market'? Are you sure?"

"I...I don't know. I was caught here by them. They said this is a 'ghost market'. There are really many ghosts, so many ghosts. Brother Tianyang, where are you? Come quickly, come and save me." Please save me, okay?"

"You were kidnapped at Gao Xianzhi's residence in Yong'anfang, right? So how long did it take to reach the 'ghost market'? What did you see along the way? Tell me about it?"

Bai Tianyang wanted to ask more carefully, but Wang Qingyue suddenly screamed on the other end of the phone:

"ah!"

Then, the call was hung up.

Bai Tianyang wanted to call back, but was reminded that the other party had turned off his phone.

During the day, Yang hurriedly turned back and went straight to Anfumen.

He decided to take a risk and take a shortcut.

While speeding up his pace, he sent a message to Ou Ying on his mobile phone:

"Help me re-route, I need to take a shortcut."

"I'm a little curious, how did she know the number of your mobile phone?"

Ou Ying's reply stunned Bai Tianyang.

Indeed, Ou Ying is not a human, but an artificial intelligence model. She can call all the electronic information resources here and dial and connect the mobile phone numbers of everyone here.

But how did Wang Qingyue find this number accurately?

You know, Bai Tianyang's current mobile phone was found from a tourist who was killed. It is not his original mobile phone, and the mobile phone number is naturally different.

For a moment, Bai Tianyang couldn't figure it out.

But he decided not to care about all that. The key was to save people first.

Moreover, the "ghost market" is also what he is looking for.

"Never mind that for now."

"Yeah. The beauty is asking for help. Her heart is filled with the happiness of being needed. Can she still care about this?"

"I said you are..."

"Okay, okay, the route has been re-planned, Mr. Bai!"

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you!"

While talking, Bai Tianyang had already entered Anfumen.

After exiting the doorway, extending in front of Bai Tianyang was a cross street more than 400 meters wide.

The ground was a mess, with corpses and broken clothes scattered everywhere, and crows leaped across the sky from time to time.

During the day, Yang felt like he was being exposed in public and being targeted by countless snipers hiding in the dark.

In an instant, even my neck felt a little chilly.

He hurriedly followed the path displayed on the phone screen, sticking to the south walls of Yeting Palace and Taiji Palace, heading towards the Chengtian Gate.

The square in front of Chengtian Gate was an important place where the emperor of the Tang Dynasty discussed political affairs with his ministers and held state activities. At the same time, the Tang Dynasty government set up a large drum on the Chengtianmen Gate Tower, which was played at dusk every day to signify the arrival of the curfew in Chang'an.

At this time, Bai Tianyang was walking along the edge of the cross street. He estimated that he would reach Chengtianmen in about 20 minutes. Then go south through Shangshu Province, Taichang Temple and Taimiao Temple, exit Yanxi Gate and arrive at the north gate of Wubenfang.

However, a violent noise suddenly came from the sky.

This sound was all too familiar to Bai Yang: the sound of helicopter propellers.

Accompanied by the noise of the propeller rotation, a streamlined shadow was cast on the road, passing over the scattered corpses and debris.

Bai Tianyang looked up and saw that it was indeed a helicopter produced by China Aviation Industry Corporation of China, flying through the air at high speed and heading forward.

"There's a plane!"

"The plane to save us is coming!"

Suddenly, the originally silent streets of the Imperial City were filled with people's noises.

Many people ran out from the gate of the General Prison on the opposite side and the gate of the nearby Yeting Palace, and started running after the helicopter.

Among the "dead bodies" on the ground, a few suddenly got up and chased the helicopter.

Daqing is pretending to be dead.

As a result, Bai Tianyang breathed a sigh of relief and ran forward with the group of people.

He picked up his phone and looked at it. On the screen, the danger probability of his chosen route changed to "33%."

After jogging for about 10 minutes, Chengtianmen Square was right in front of me.

Bai Tianyang saw 6 helicopters hovering over the square, including the AVIC that just passed above his head.

These helicopters are all medium-sized, each can carry 6 people, and they are obviously here to rescue and evacuate tourists.

But at this time, below the helicopter, in Chengtianmen Square, almost more than 200 people gathered in a dense crowd.

When Bai Tianyang saw this, he secretly thought: "This is not good!"

Soon, a helicopter lowered the rope ladder, and in less than half a minute, six men climbed up the rope ladder.

The helicopter immediately began flying high, and people on the ground began to curse.

“Aren’t women and children the priority?”

"shameless!"

Immediately, the second and third helicopters lowered their altitude and lowered the rope ladder.

It's like fishing bait is thrown into a pond, attracting a large number of bloodthirsty fish.

"Let my child go first!"

"I have three children at home, as well as my mother! I can't die!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Amidst the noise, six people were hung on the rope ladder of a helicopter. However, when it tried to raise the height, a little girl at the bottom of the rope ladder was forcibly torn off by a strong man.

The little girl sat on the ground and cried loudly, while the strong man held on to the rope ladder. Even though people around him stepped forward to grab him and even took off his white cloth pants, he still clung to the rope ladder and was eventually dragged away by the helicopter.