"What are you talking about? It's my own idea … What you're holding is! "
In a garden, the Scholar, Mechanical Dust Crocodile, and the Elite Traitor who was eating canned food were together. [(< < < [
At that moment, the Mechanical Dust Crocodile was stunned because it realized that the Elite was holding a golden … cube.
The Scholar also remembered this thing. This thing could control the Mechanical Dust Crocodile.
"You machines have always been treated unfairly," the Elite said. "You've always been discriminated against and pushed aside … You should know very well that most Mechanical Dust Crocodiles think that you're useful for manual labor. Almost all of the Mechanical Dust Crocodiles think that you're a group of machines without will, but you're occupying their living space … In fact, I think so too."
"But under such circumstances, there will still be people like you who love the Mechanical Dust Crocodile race … Do you know why?" the Elite said. "That's because it's preset."
"What nonsense are you talking about? How dare you question my … "Before the Mechanical Dust Crocodile finished speaking, its voice stopped.
Because the Elite poked the golden cube in its hand.
"I … Why …" The Mechanical Dust Crocodile suddenly seemed to be stunned. Its tone was full of confusion, as if it had forgotten everything in an instant.
"Okay, I hope you do as I say. Don't attack it, or there will be unbearable consequences," the Elite said to the Scholar. The Elite said to the Scholar, "God has told me that you are a 'traveler' from afar. You are not a creature of this place. If you wish to continue your journey and not see this place turn into a scorched earth, then do as I say."
After that, it raised its hand and threw the golden cube into the Scholar's hand. Then, it quickly ran toward the garden's exit.
The Scholar immediately asked, "Wait, where are you going?"
"Of course, I'm going to welcome my God!" As it spoke, the Elite nimbly climbed out of the garden's gate.
"…" The Scholar looked at its back as it climbed out, then looked at the golden cube in its hand. On the golden cube … the Scholar saw a small picture.
On the picture, there were a lot of … Values. These values were mainly values of some "personality."
For example, the 'Carefree Index', the 'Race Fanaticism Index', and the 'Hobby Index'.
When he aimed the cube at the Mechanical Dust Crocodile, he could even see its … emotional state. Currently, the Mechanical Dust Crocodile's state was: 'Now, there is no index setting. It is purely in its own thinking mode.'
After looking at it for a while, the Scholar tried to adjust the 'Race Fanaticism Index' to a high level. Immediately, the status of the Mechanical Crocodile changed to 'Race Fanatic Enthusiast. Will protect the Dust Crocodile Race and Civilization at all costs.'
"You … I … What are we doing?!" The Mechanical Dust Crocodile suddenly snapped out of its daze and shouted at the Scholar, "It actually got away! It was unbelievable! We must capture that traitor! "
As it spoke, it was about to push open the garden gate and run out.
Seeing this, the scholar thought that this Mechanical Dust Crocodile could be set up like the mini Dust Crocodile. They were exactly the same, so it was no wonder they could switch systems.
What exactly was the Mechanical Dust Crocodile? Were they creatures with self-consciousness or just ordinary machines?
The Scholar thought it would take a long time to think about this question, so he decided not to think about it for the time being. First, he thought about how to deal with the current situation. However, the Mechanical Dust Crocodile was … It was really sad.
Only now did the Scholar notice that the Shi Jin did not follow them. Was it still in the house? He did not know what it was doing.
The Mechanical Dust Crocodile had now opened the gate and ran out into the street. The Scholar followed it out and put the cube into the storage at his waist.
The Scholar thought it was strange how the Elite Dust Crocodile had this cube. They should have been searched when they were locked up.
Moreover, there was another strange thing. How did it have such great strength? Not only did it beat the Mechanical Dust Crocodile, but it was also strange that it could break open the door.
Could a cellular creature break open that kind of metal door?
The Scholar didn't think it was possible. After all, the door of the underground detention room was quite thick. Although it hadn't tested it, it felt that a cellular creature like the Dust Crocodile wouldn't be able to break it open.
When they came to the street outside, they could see the panic on the street. Many residents of the Dust Crocodile kept running, trying to get as far away from the lava as possible.
Indeed, they were already very far away. The lava should be more than ten kilometers away from here. Because its speed was very slow, no Dust Crocodile was injured or killed.
Even if they were walking, they could still escape from it.
However, the buildings could not escape, so those buildings were still melting one after another. Because the scene was too … scary, the Dust Crocodile ran very fast.
The Scholar and the Mechanical Dust Crocodile ran in the opposite direction because they were chasing a figure not far in front of them … The Elite.
Although the Elite was very strong and flexible, its speed was surprisingly not fast. At least, the Mechanical Dust Crocodile was a little faster than it.
Therefore, the Mechanical Dust Crocodile was slowly closing the distance between them. The Scholar was curious. Did the Mechanical Dust Crocodile not know how to fly? But … it did not fly to chase after it.
In short, it was in a very frenzied mood.
"Quick! Catch that traitor! Don't let it escape! "
As it ran, the Mechanical Dust Crocodile also shouted at the soldiers on the side of the road to maintain order. Some of the soldiers saw the Elite in the distance and immediately joined in.
Although the Scholar was also chasing, it was actually very hesitant. Should it tell the Commander not to attack? Although it felt that the Commander would not listen to it.
It was also hesitant about whether to let the Mechanical Dust Crocodile maintain its frenzied state. Because the Mechanical Dust Crocodile had always been like this, the Scholar thought for a moment and decided to let it maintain its frenzied state for the time being.
But when it thought about it carefully … it did not know which was better.
Perhaps it should not think so much. It just needed to follow and observe the situation.
After all, the Scholar did not belong to any of them …
Although it said that, the Scholar still planned to contact the Commander. It had a way to contact him.
"Don't run!"
The Mechanical Dust Crocodile kept shouting. The Elite did not listen to it and stopped obediently this time. Instead, it ran even faster.
"Shoot! Shoot it! "the Mechanical Dust Crocodile said to the soldiers." Don't let the traitor escape! "
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