My Cell Prison

Hierarchical world structure.

I guess that before the world was abandoned, the conditions on the land should be equally bad, and it was difficult for life forms to survive, so the living space was forced to turn underground, and the civilization here should also be hidden in the underground area.

Steel, I accidentally glimpsed a faint ray of vitality, in that pile of garbage.

Just in case, I will build a space teleportation array leading to the underground, and everyone will approach the target in a stealth state. If it is determined that there is no ambush, immediately suppress the target and try to keep alive.

Oh? Life...I'll go and see

Green peeped into the novel underground world, and when he heard the existence of life, he immediately became excited.

Scree~ A tentacle born from a finger, connected to the brain of the Yendalus Hound (hereinafter referred to as Hound).

Sharp Teeth easily tore open the space, carried Green into it quickly, and headed to the [garbage dump] that Han Dong pointed out.

Tsk! This guy Green is more annoying... I will follow first, Demps, you and Miss Helen, slow down, if I and Green are attacked by the enemy, you can also find a way on the periphery.

After all, Han Dong turned into starlight and disappeared.

Miss Helen said to herself with a strange expression:

You didn't lower your voice and spoke ill of Green directly behind his back. Wouldn't he really be killed like this?

I don't know either...

Demps is even more helpless.

He himself did not intend to go deep into the alien magic circle, but as a result, because Han Dong was pulled into the circle, he directly contacted the extremely dangerous original substance.

...

Whoosh!

The Hound was originally between reality and space, and the space spanned without the slightest gap.

Han Dong's pursuit was still half a beat slower.

Green was already standing in front of the four-meter-high garbage heap piled with various metal wastes, ready to start.

Green, wait!

This is a battlefield, and there are at least two or more worlds in locations that we don't know... There may be a trap in front of us.

Trap? Wouldn't it be better...

My favorite is the 'trap' thing created by the weak.

When their prey falls into a trap they are proud of, it creates a kind of complacency that borders on victory.

Just when they thought they had the chance to win and their emotions were at their peak...

Speaking of this, Green made a left-to-right tearing motion with his arms, as if tearing the individual in half, bathing in the bodily fluids gushing out from his body cavity.

Wow!

While tearing his body apart, he could feel the emotional changes of the other party, an extreme change from the peak to the trough, and the hunter turned into the prey.

Such a double experience can be addicting, even addicting! Nicholas, you will love it...

Green has locked the 'life' in the garbage heap and pulled it out.

without any traps triggering,

There was no violent explosion,

Nor did it appear that a large number of troops surrounded everyone in an instant.

It was a waste robot that was dragged out of the garbage heap in search of a faint vitality.

1. The square-shaped mechanical body has metal sheets fixed with screws on the surface, and even heart-shaped graffiti is painted on the surface.

2. The top is inlaid with a camera, and an old-fashioned speaker (with a receiver) is also connected.

3. The free-steering rubber tire is embedded in the lower end, which can realize free-steering and fast rolling.

4. It has two robotic arms with rough workmanship and even exposed cables, one of which is being held in the air by Green.

What kind of garbage is this?

Green looked at the robot without combat power in front of him with a look of disappointment.

at the same time.

A mechanical sound full of excitement came from the robot speaker, which was actually a common language of the Black Tower:

Hello~ New Meatballs! Welcome to Pandora!

Thank you so much for saving me from this filthy, smelly rubbish heap.

First of all, please ask this meat with holes to bring me down. I have an important task related to world stability for you.

Green~ I can understand this guy's language, let's put it down first, it will help us understand the nature of the current world.

If you are lucky, you might be able to find the other party's base camp in one fell swoop.

Greene let go.

The little robot feels like it can stand still, but in fact it suddenly slips... The residual electricity in its body can no longer support basic activities, which is also the reason why it was stuck in the garbage before.

Sound continues to come out of the speaker:

A mile down the road, there should be a Red Spear camp.

Your mission is to go to the camp and find some shiny things back, which will go a long way in saving the world.

Han Dong stepped forward, looked down at the little robot at the bottom, and responded in the black tower language:

You just want to recharge, right?

No need to look for power stones or batteries, we can charge you directly.

I have a question though...how do you know ours is new?

You are 100% fresh meatballs.

Any life living in Pandora cannot avoid the erosion and assimilation of metal, which is a good judgment.

So, you're a local? You know what's going on here?

I was produced in 89 years ago. It is a functional robot developed and manufactured by Hyperion, equipped with an adaptive and upgradeable H-4000 chip.

While network outages haven't escalated since Pandora fell into the Self Destruction Era, the same goes for other machines.

I can say that no machine knows the Pandora situation better than I do.

Han Dong was amazed at the intelligence level of the robot. From his words, he could feel that the machine wanted to survive, and even bragged.

in addition.

Through the close-up perspective of the magic eye, the authenticity of most of the robot's words can also be determined. It is in the [offline state], which can rule out the possibility of being manipulated.

Its self-awareness has been fully formed, and the source is the chip embedded inside.

Self-consciousness ≈ vitality

This also explains why Han Dong was able to capture a faint and strange sense of vitality before.

It fits the characteristics of living reluctantly in the [Abandoned World], and if you make good use of it, you should be able to become a guide and guide us to quickly understand the current world. 』

At this time, Demps and Miss Helen came one after another.

Demps, can you charge this thing?

Let me try.

Demps, who is also obsessed with reading and proficient in various fields, makes an OK gesture after a little inspection of the robot's structure.

Poke your finger into the charging port.

The regular magic line is in the holy city of the right arm, and the energy is converted into a fixed frequency current, which is quickly filled.

Wow! The electrified meatball, my superman!

The robot spun around in excitement because it felt the long-lost abundant electric energy.

You rescued Pandora's most advanced robot, please come with me! My studio is not far away, where I can build the most advanced equipment for you.

The small robot slides through the tires of its lower body to lead the way in front.

A very rhythmic music was humming between the speakers, and the arms danced with the melody, quite happy.

Han Dong stared at this harmless robot and kept thinking about a question.

Why did the Black Tower choose this place as the battlefield of [London Game]? 』