Life Copy Game

"Old guy, stop hiding, I found you."

The robot figure in the dark night moved its nose, and the olfactory sensor told him that there was the smell of blood here.

It's a pity that his auxiliary computing chip is not advanced enough to deduce the old guy's movement trajectory based on the existing traces.

But he can rely on his rich experience and keen sense of smell to make up for this shortcoming.

He followed the blood trail step by step towards the alley around the corner.

Boom--boom--boom--

The mechanical legs made a dull sound when they stepped on the ground.

Finally, he reached the corner, but he didn't rush out directly.

He slowly raised his right hand. Where the hand should have been, there was a huge electric saw installed, and connected to the electric saw was a mechanized arm.

Woo——

This is the shrill whine of a chainsaw turning.

"I found you!"

He rushed out suddenly, and the crazy-turning chainsaw slashed vertically, striking the concrete floor covered with blood.

Broken cement blocks flew out and hit the wall with a thumping sound.

He froze on the spot, staring blankly at the blood-covered ground in front of him. The seriously injured old man he had imagined did not appear here.

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He Ao squatted on the billboard on the second floor, looking at the mechanical transformation man who was constantly searching below.

This is the first time He Ao has seen such an 'inhuman' person. His legs are completely made of metal, and the outermost layer is covered with a thin layer of steel plates. Some of the steel plates have been damaged, revealing the sparkles shining inside. Dense wiring and alloy skeleton.

Like his legs, his body and arms are also made entirely of metal. His right arm is equipped with a long electric saw, and his left arm has been completely severed from the shoulder, exposing densely packed holes with electric sparks. Threads.

Even his head is completely made of solid silver alloys. These alloys are made to look like human skulls, but without any skin or hair. There are a pair of bright red cameras placed in the two huge eye sockets, which look like Terrifying and ferocious.

The memory from Regit in He Ao's mind told him that this kind of people are called 'machines'. They have given up all flesh and blood except their brains, and no longer accept the aesthetics of flesh and blood. They have completely installed themselves in a world that can Among the machines that can be modified at will.

Regit hated this kind of person who gave up the body that humans are born with, so when the robot robbed him, he had a little conflict with the robot.

Eventually this small conflict turned into a bloody battle.

Regit escaped with serious injuries, but the robot's outer protective armor was damaged and one arm was broken off.

This is what happened before Ho Ao arrived.

But now, this robot is chasing after him, trying to kill the 'old guy' who hurt him.

He Ao's current injuries are very serious. Not only does he have a wound that spans almost half of his body, but there are also many wounds on his hands and feet. Fortunately, these wounds have not damaged the aorta, so he does not have to face death immediately. ending.

However, these wounds have been causing continuous blood loss. If the wounds are not treated or stopped as soon as possible, he may be dead as soon as the dungeon begins.

He Ao's eyes were fixed on the 'machine' who was groping doubtfully below. He was looking around while slowly walking into the depths of the alley.

The bright red blood gathered on the billboard under He Ao's feet, and then dripped along the edge of the billboard.

Tick ​​tock—tick tock—

boom--

A drop of blood fell to the ground, making a crisp sound and bursting into a bright red flower.

The body of the 'machine' who was about to enter the shadow suddenly stopped, and then he turned around, his bright red eyes flashing.

He Ao covered the blood that was still falling on the billboard.

The robot stared at the dark alley for a few seconds, until there was no more abnormal noise, he turned back and slowly walked into the dark shadows.

He Ao watched his figure disappear and leaned back against the wall.

The billboard he is sitting on now is an upright light box-style billboard, about 60 to 70 centimeters thick, fixed on the wall, with some small light boxes above and below as decoration. As long as he shrinks down and sits on the big light box , the people below generally don’t notice him.

He didn't know what kind of strength the robot below had. Judging from Regit's memory, it should be between F-level and E-level.

If his body were here, he could directly explode his super memory and kill this robot, but now it was Regit's body, a body that was seriously injured, and the wounds had just stuck together to stop the bleeding.

He Ao estimated that this body could only sustain one violent movement. If it exceeded this limit, the wound would explode immediately, and then the game would end for him.

After a brief moment of thought, he moved his hand towards one end of the billboard.

boom--

The sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

This was followed by the sound of rapid footsteps, the whistling of a chainsaw, and a somewhat broken whistling sound coming from a poor-quality speaker, "Old man, die!!!"

Snapped--

The weak light box was cut in half by the roaring chainsaw.

The robot stared blankly at the small light box that was cut off in front of him, then raised his head and looked at the huge advertising light box.

Soon, he saw blood stains on the light box.

The head made of alloy slowly split open, revealing a ferocious smile.

He thrust the chainsaw into the wall and quickly climbed up the wall with both feet.

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He Ao withdrew his gaze,

There was a slight delay in the movement of the opponent's right arm and right leg. There should be a problem with the bionic neural link. This was the sequelae of the previous injury caused by Regit.

He moved his body further to the left.

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The robot climbed up the wall and looked above the light box. What he saw was a bright red blood trail moving along the light box.

The advertising light box passed a corner and covered both sides of the wall. At this moment, the blood stains had passed the corner of the light box and reached the other side of the wall.

The robot smiled ferociously and chased after the light box in the direction of the blood trail.

When he chased after him, he found that the blood stains extended to the steel bars nailed to the wall.

These steel bars are nailed into the wall horizontally and arranged vertically to form a ladder shape, which is a convenient passage for light box managers to inspect and repair.

"Old man, the faster you hide, the more excited I am."

The pilot quickly climbed down the ladder. When he reached the last few stairs, he jumped directly and landed on the street, making a violent muffled sound.

It was already late at night and there were not many pedestrians on the street.

The operator cast his gaze into the depths of the night, where an old man covered in blood and with silver hair was watching him calmly.

"You want to kill me?"

He Ao held the steel bar in his hand, his tone was a little weak, but very calm.

"Old man, welcome death!"

The whistle of the chainsaw sounded again, and the robot rushed towards the old man with a grin.

The huge chainsaw reflected the magnificent moonlight.