Skynet Architect

The car was moving forward quickly, and the convoy was moving forward in an orderly manner, neither fast nor slow.

There is usually super high volcanic ash on the road, and they need to keep moving forward.

But when he got close to Washington, Si Fan felt something strange.

"Stop!" Si Fan yelled loudly.

The whole team stopped suddenly, very uniform, and the car in front pushed forward again for more than ten meters before really stopping.

There is no way, he wants to consolidate the surrounding volcanic ash.

Si Fan put on clothes like a chemical protective suit in the car to ensure that the volcanic ash would not get all over his body, and then used the electronic eye to record and walked down from the car.

Coming down with him behind him was another guy.

This guy is Song Yang. During this period of time, he has been mobilizing his power to continuously transport nutrient solution to the whole world, and then use small cargo ships to transport garbage to the super garbage factory.

This is a huge industry. How much useful things can be produced in the world every day can produce corresponding garbage. The amount of garbage is astonishing and needs to be solved.

The degradation of nature cannot meet the needs of human beings, so the workload of the super garbage treatment plant is very huge now, and there are also many transportation needs. Si Fan does not need to pay at all. This kid's mouth is full of oil. ,

This time, I heard that Si Fan made another move. Isn't this just getting mixed up again? But this time it's different, this guy came here purely for the sake of his presence, and gave their old man Song the name of being a kind and benevolent man, so he used the name of Song Hai to help the United States recover from the disaster of.

Of course, there must be some people in the country who will make irresponsible remarks, but this time the situation is special, these people's voices are a big deal, this is a disaster for all mankind, Song Yang and the others have already done a good job of publicizing it, and put an end to the harm from the source homes.

This frankly occupies the righteousness that the ancients said.

What you do is right and proper, and everything goes smoothly. Anyway, you are a bad person if you fight against it, and bad people on the surface generally have no good end.

Especially this kind of life and death for all human beings. How about saying that the superheroes in the world save the earth? They are fundamentally correct, and everything you say is a villain.

Doing what he's doing now, Song Yang will follow along. Other times, Si Fan's side is really not very popular.

This guy is a troubled guy now.

"What's the matter?" Song Yang also changed into a suit of astronaut-like clothes and followed behind Si Fan with a sad face. In front were two terminators holding guns, and a group of people behind watched nervously.

There is no law and order in the city now, and the law of the jungle is respected.

Si Fan looked ahead carefully, and said without a word: "I found a small cave in front, but it has been somewhat collapsed. It seems that someone drove into it, and I don't know where it came from. It's fatal. This is probably a modified pickup truck, heading directly to Washington."

Hearing the news, Song Yang was forced to look at Si Fan.

"Then can I not go?" He retreated.

"Well, no matter who they are, our current armed forces are sufficient. If you go back by yourself..." Si Fan didn't say much, just looked back.

The road behind has been blocked a lot, and the soft nature of the volcanic ash is full of fucking tiny particles. If you go back by yourself, you will be courting death.

Song Yang understood it at a glance, reluctantly looked behind, and then looked at the mouse hole in front. There are already places that have collapsed, but some places may still have collapsed, and holes can be seen one by one.

What the hell can't be seen, it must be a group of people who are motivated by interests, seeing the city suffer, people have already retreated, and want to go back to get a vote.

They go to the city to take what other people have not taken.

The disaster this time is big, but there are proposals and precautions in advance. In ordinary cities, valuables have already been taken away, but after all, there are things that cannot be taken away. These goods are rushing to these things.

Si Fan could tell at a glance.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, this time I'm in Washington, it seems that I won't be lonely anymore. I hope you guys can come up with something." Si Fan checked carefully to determine the approximate number of these people.

It seems that there were probably two types of cars in the past. A large pickup truck drove the road, followed by a few smaller cars.

Without a car, those things can't be walked on this road now. It can only be a big guy, and it's impossible for them all to follow the same route, so they can judge almost the same.

This group of people did not quarrel with twenty people, but he didn't know how many people were in front of them. After many times of acid rain here in Washington, many traces have long since disappeared, and the volcanic ash has become a muddy ball. When continuing to move forward, the road is not so easy to walk, and it is often stuck together, and the power of the driving car in front is quite strong.

Si Fan followed closely behind, and after opening the road, he had to widen the road, and then the vehicles behind drove.

This speed cannot be fast.

But when I walked more than 20 kilometers, I encountered something interesting.

Si Fan bumped into a car on the road.

You must know that the road was cleared three times while in the car to ensure that there were no vehicles that could be quickly rebuilt after the disaster, so we retreated.

In other words, there should be no cars here, but now that there are cars, it must be those guys who want to steal chickens.

When encountering a vehicle, of course Si Fan has to look at it.

This guy’s car is an ordinary pickup truck, it’s covered with volcanic ash, it’s all stuck, and a lot of time has passed. Also blocked.

In the end it really didn't work.

The car probably broke down while driving, and then it was still raining. Regardless of the amount of volcanic ash, the rain was like flowing mudslides, and everything was tightly packed.

The person did not die, but was probably rescued.

That is to say, after looking at the car, he ignored it and let the train hit the side of the road, so as not to block the road again, and then continue to move forward.

Ahead is the capital of the United States.

washington.

This is neither the bustling New York, nor the romantic Seattle.

But this is the brain of the United States. The Capitol Hill of this country is here, in this city.

Washington, the name of a great man, a city named after the founding great man. Looking into the distance.

Total darkness.