manynovel Chapter 309 It’s ok, you can pretend to be dead
Chapter 309 It’s ok, you can pretend to be dead
Do your best to protect.
Selfish.
These words made Shen Zhu feel so unfamiliar.
Doing our best to protect them means that a group of people are not afraid of death. They either blow themselves up or come undercover for him, just for that victory.
Selfish.
If He Feng is selfish, then what exactly is the selfishness of other people?
Shen Zhu slowly got up from the ground, looked at He Feng and said seriously, "Pretend to die."
He Feng didn't care: "It's okay, you can pretend to be dead."
The damaged area was quickly repaired. Shen Zhu picked up his own broken arm not far away, and with flames coming out of his fingertips, he performed some simple welding.
This is the advantage of humanoid machines. Humans cannot repair a broken arm so quickly, but he can.
After recovery, the arm is not even affected at all and can be used again immediately.
The winning rate given by the processor has returned to 0, and Shen Zhu doesn't like this result very much.
He spoke as if he was bound to lose.
There were sounds of explosions everywhere, and the Savior was finally no longer isolated and helpless like he was five years ago.
Not only that, there is not even any sacrifice, and the hope it brings is so great and so much.
The two million mechanical armies developed by Linglan and Eclipse were of great help, and the players' survival rate has been maintained at 100% so far.
The basis of this 100% is not a few or a dozen, but more than one million people. So many players are directly controlled and cannot die even if they want to.
This specifically refers to Lu Ming, who not only did not die himself, but also blew up a large number of monsters.
After the data was recalculated, the previously saved data finally came in handy, and Shen Zhu directly transferred the data into his processor.
It has no kernel. The purpose of creating a kernel for the semicolon machine is to control the semicolon machine.
The core can shackle them. If the core is broken, the semicolon machine will be directly damaged. And if an accident occurs, Shen Zhu can directly take over the body of the semicolon machine and turn the core into power to repair itself.
After all, making the kernel was just for himself.
It’s a pity that all the semicolon machines are now completely destroyed, so he can only win this game.
Whether they are "enemies" or "immortal gods", they all deserve to die.
After the data was accessed, the body received the command and started moving first.
No attack was carried out, but a new model was prepared for the plan.
Another advantage of machinery is that it can be modified at will.
Especially a highly intelligent machine like his can find the most suitable attack form for different plans and improve the attack efficiency. All of this is under his control.
At 10:22 on Player Island, Shen Zhu began to transform, and He Feng was amazed.
He bit off half of the last cookie, stuffed the remaining half into Shen Zishu's mouth, and drank two sips of water. Shen Zhu had not yet completed his transformation.
He Feng didn't want to be a human being, so he ate something to fill his stomach and then walked forward with a knife.
The processor quickly calculated the most suitable defensive mode, and Shen Zhu raised his knife to relieve the force.
This move looked familiar. He Feng raised his eyebrows and felt that things were getting a little interesting.
Some players who were just pulled out of the dungeon asked the viewers who had been watching the live broadcast why He Feng and the horror game system had to take a break at halftime, and why they didn't just pick up their swords and start fighting.
"Brother He fought monsters for twelve hours alone. He only stopped for five minutes to eat a piece of bread, and then went to hell and almost died." Du Ruanyuan rolled his eyes: "Besides, my brother loves to sleep so much that he hasn't slept for a whole day. What's wrong with taking a break? He is a human, not a god!"
He Xiang stood beside her and nodded to indicate that was the case.
The player who asked the question felt a little embarrassed after hearing this, and he scratched his head and dealt with the monster seriously.
Du Ruanyuan's words woke people up, and many players who didn't understand hung their heads in embarrassment.
To be honest, He Feng's strength has exceeded their cognition, so they subconsciously think that He Feng does not need to rest, eat, or sleep.
Actually it is not.
If the savior is really God, then he wouldn't need these, but their savior is human.
A real human being.
He would also feel sad, tired, exhausted, and want to give up, but he didn't have the time and couldn't give up.
He Feng knew six years ago that tears are worthless in the face of normal life and death. He can only move forward and move forward.
No matter how many people died, no matter how badly injured he was, no matter how tired he was, he couldn't stop.
If he chooses to be the savior, he must take on this responsibility, which is to bring everyone home.
The long swords collided, and the sparks from the blades were like the scene at dawn not long ago.
The red long sword and the black long sword collided with each other. He Feng threw away any worries and gave up his reason to send Fu Shi on his way.
But the situation is different now.
The two long swords of the same texture kept colliding with each other. Shen Zhu's moves became more and more familiar, and the feeling became more and more familiar, which reminded He Feng of himself.
Slashing horizontally, slashing, and slashing with both blades, every attack is so familiar.
Shen Zhu's transformation has been completed. There are no other changes, except that he has two more arms.
This is the solution that his system can calculate that is closest to He Feng's sword-drawing speed, which is to create a few more arms. The processing result is simple and crude, but effective.
The Savior's ability is indeed powerful. As soon as the entire data was imported, the winning rate jumped from 0% to 37%.
This was completely beyond Shen Zhu's expectations, but it was not enough. Fortunately, he had another string of data.
The familiar moves changed a little. He Feng dodged the continuous thrusts by leaning sideways, his eyes gradually turning cold.
The horror game system directly saved his and Shen Zishu's fighting habits and imported them into its own program.
This is indeed beneficial. As soon as he raises the knife, the horror game system can calculate his next move and give a solution, which is a bit more difficult than before.
The winning rate is 49.99%, less than 50%.
Shen Zhu's body began to transform again. Half of the human skin was removed, revealing the structure inside.
It's not real flesh and blood, but a layer of metal.
The simulated heart was beating wildly, and all kinds of data were jumping in front of Shen Zhu's eyes, analyzing every subtle movement of He Feng and Shen Zishu, and giving a response plan in the first time.
There were no extra bones in the body to be extracted. Shen Zhu used the broken materials of Unit 1 to piece together two long swords. He held them in his hands, and now all four arms were holding swords.
"Human." Shen Zhu's voice sounded a bit like electronic music. He stared at He Feng and said, "You can't kill the horror game successfully."
"This is not a question for you to consider." Shen Zishu spoke first. He stared at Shen Zhu, who was neither human nor ghost. "As long as I want, nothing in this world can stop me."