Richemont turned his head, no longer looking at the holographic image in front of him, but at the sphere floating in the air, and slowly said: "It seems that your information is not damaged too badly. At least, the performance program It’s still preserved... Then, who am I, or the dozens of collaborators?" The human figures shown in the holographic image are all simulated by the No. 3 through its own central system. He has instinctive disgust, but staring at the metal ball in front of him can calm him down and achieve absolute sanity and insight.

"Human, you are very smart..." The old man in the holographic image next to Richemont stared at Richemont for a few seconds, and slowly said: "If you count Xiao Hei, you are my 23rd collaborator."

"The number of resources preserved from the Fourth Era is limited. It is impossible for me to put all the treasures on one person. Those who really have potential collaborators will get more resources. Moreover, the "angels" of this era We have been monitoring the development and evolution of human beings. If they learn of my existence, I will definitely be besieged or even destroyed..." At this point, the number three suddenly revealed a look of disappointment: "Unfortunately, those stupid humans , It really disappointed me. Of the 23 collaborators, 19 have been completely deleted. Of the remaining three, one was seriously injured, the other was lingering and dying to show the slightest edge, only the last one, it was still There is some value..."

"What exactly do you want?" Richemont continued to ask blankly, staring at the metal ball in mid-air. He doesn’t believe that the purpose of the so-called “angels” of the last human era is to avenge the angel civilization. An old artificial intelligence, coupled with a group of human beings as guinea pigs, will be able to control the entire human civilization outside the territory. Civilized revenge? The probability of success is much lower than that of the African indigenous holding a wooden spear against the Armored Corps of the Red Star Republic. Unless there is an event such as the self-destruction of the angel civilization, the probability of success on the 3rd is zero. Richemont didn't believe that as a small human being, he could not figure it out as the number three of artificial intelligence.

"Oh, Xiaohei, the person you brought is very special and smart... I haven't met him for a long time." The holographic image of No. 3 grinned suddenly and said to Er Gouzi, "Look. It seems that I am making corrections to your brain transformation, which is still very useful."

"Mr. Three, don't you know my identity? If you can't even do this, I have to wonder if you are a powerful existence in the last era." Richemont does not leave any affection. , Went on.

The expression of No. 3 changed again, revealing a secret smile, and immediately saw a holographic screen appeared in front of Richemont, a photo of him appeared on this screen, and below was a large section about the wanted calendar. The text of the peak. This time, Richemont’s charges were not only for colluding with zombies and slaughtering humans, but the last one was "leading thousands of alien species to slaughter hundreds of officers and soldiers in the Sichuan Fortress and then fleeing to the west..." Obviously, this is the major human The forces on the latest version of the joint arrest warrant issued by Richemont do not know where the third was intercepted.

"Richemont, tsk, you are indeed the most special human I have ever seen..." No.3 said with satisfaction, obviously he is extremely interested in Richemont, "I can't wait to see you grow up. Now you The strength is not enough to know my purpose, but I can give you the corresponding help and let you develop gradually. When you have enough strength, naturally you will be qualified to know my secrets."

"The only help I can give you now is this." No. 3 said, and a hole was opened on the ground next to it, and a platform slowly rose up with a sprayer-like thing with a thin arm and a length of about fifty centimeters. "When I think I can give you more help, I will naturally contact you. In this jar, there is a high concentration of T virus odorant, which can be attached to the skin for about a year. One jar is enough for 10,000 people. , Are you acceptable?"

Hearing this, Richemont couldn't help showing a hint of joy, and reached out and took the odorant in his hand. Just by listening to the name, you know that if you spray this thing, you will be able to sway casually among the zombies without fear of finding them. This thing is completely tasteless to Richemont, but for his soldiers, it is tantamount to the most timely help! Otherwise, as long as they leave their building in the ruins of the steel city, they will be torn apart by the corpses.

"Once you accept my help, one day, you must obey my dispatch, otherwise, I will delete you." The third voice became cold and merciless again, and said slowly.

"No problem." Richemont grinned and said readily. He has no chance to lose now. If he is besieged by the human army again, don't say anything about breaking the contract, whether he can live until that day or not.

"Before this, I'll give you something first." As Number Three said, a small piece suddenly fell on the metal sphere in mid-air. This piece was twisted on the ground for a while, and it turned out to be the thickness of a finger. The long and short metal bugs, like lightning, caught Richemont’s wrist, turned into a wristband, and buckled there firmly!

Richemont frowned, and he could feel the huge energy fluctuations in this brace. Obviously, it was a high-intensity bomb! He had no doubt that the explosive power of this brace would be weaker than that of a small nuclear bomb. This is how No. 3 controls him!

At this moment, the voice of No. 3 came again: "Then, you can leave. This energy bomb is also a short-distance communicator for short-distance calls. Remember, I will always watch you..."

Then I saw that the metal ball flickered several times and then became completely silent. The holographic image disappeared in an instant, as if the number three had never existed.

After Richemont’s eyes flickered for a few seconds, he shouted at Ergouzi: "Second, go." Ergouzi, who was slouching next to him, immediately became excited, and ran out of the underground cave behind Richemont.

Just when they left this place and walked more than 100 meters, there was a sudden violent vibration on the ground, and then a loud noise came. In the cave where they were just now, a burst of flames burst into the sky, and then came out. Billowing smoke!

"Wow! It, it... committed suicide!?" Er Gouzi stammered, pointing to the cave that was exploded into a big hole.

Richemont looked at the silver cuff on his wrist angrily, and said: "It's just to destroy the traces and blow up an output port. I dare to say that it must be silently monitoring everything around us." The joke, survived. The era is extinct, and the hateful artificial intelligence will commit suicide? How can it be!

"Oh..." Er Gouzi opened his mouth and nodded. For the first time, he did not refute. He humped Richon's back and moved his four claws, like a black whirlwind, and disappeared into the dim wilderness with Richemont. ...

When they left, they didn't pay attention. Just in the mud on the side of the road, there was a rhizome of unknown origin, and the flowers of this rhizome kept rotating as they left.

When they completely disappeared in the wilderness, a thought signal was transmitted rapidly through the underground wire network everywhere in the huge body: "Richmont... interesting human beings, the genes in his body can almost open the first place in the galaxy. The Three Cantilever Civilization Gene Bank..."