In the afternoon five days later, Zhao Qian was sitting on the top of a mountain that was quite hot in the Gobi desert, looking at the jingling ground gathering place gradually taking shape on the ground under the mountain.
In addition to the common cacti in the desert, this area has more trees and herbs of various sizes.
The water source is in a deep cave under the mountain.
It is a rare oasis in the Gobi Desert.
"Is the news confirmed?"
He stopped to comprehend the chill that came after the array diagram was strengthened that day.
Zhao Qian asked the respectful middle-aged white man in front of him.
The man's thick and strong hands and feet clearly showed the shadow of his own martial arts, and it seemed that he should be on Lily's side.
"Yes, Chief."
The white man looked at the man in front of him in awe.
There was an obvious chill near where the legendary Tom Lee was sitting.
You know, just a few steps away, this middle-aged man was still enduring the Texas heat as he climbed to the top of the mountain.
This guy who thought he was academically successful under Lil Yeste almost fell into coma.
"Judging from the things left behind in the water cave at the bottom of the mountain and the fact that the Resistance Army and Skynet have recently begun to promote new laser equipment developed inexplicably, our boss said it was undoubtedly spread down there." silence.
Zhao Qian was still sitting there quietly, as if he was lost in thought.
In fact, he has been thinking about a very strange problem, that is, in the wasteland battlefield of the Terminator world, it is obvious that laser weapons are used.
Now, it seems that there is an answer, The process of history seems to have a striking similarity, because it is constantly being modified by some kind of force.
This seems to have always been the case from Westward Journey to Pirates of the Caribbean.
Zhao Qian looked at the yellow sand blown up by the wind in the distance.
He had a vague feeling that these so-called travelers might look more like the station's restorers of so-called important plot points in the world.
Maybe the changes in small details make people confused, but some places will never change.
For example, humanity will eventually defeat Skynet.
"Those Predator guns."
Zhao Qian murmured.
His eyes became brighter and brighter.
The blueprints had actually been found in a reconstruction laboratory under the house, but Zhao Qian didn't pay much attention to them at the time.
Because after all, the equipment in the laboratory's arsenal is already advanced enough at the moment.
Now, who knows, someone has come up with the imitation products made by Fowles and copied them, so that the so-called new laser weapons of the outside resistance and Skynet appear.
"I see."
After clearing his mind, Zhao Qian said to the man in front of him.
When I stood up, the coldness under my feet rose, and a thin layer of ice appeared on the soles of my shoes.
Sliding down the steep ridge below.
When Zhao Qian found Lilieste again, it was already evening.
Standing in front of the corridor door of the dark underground laboratory.
He reached out and wanted to push open the door in front of him.
But the next moment, the sound of a ticket ringing in his ears still shocked him.
In other words, it made him realize for the first time that the world of travel is not simple.
There are always adventurers who do all kinds of amazing things.
"Public reminder: A traveler successfully killed the main plot character, the leader of the resistance, and the world's protagonist John Connor.
All travelers except the traveler must now return to the station space."
"Public reminder: Since the main plot character John Connor has died, the travelers involved will be surrounded and suppressed by the Brotherhood of Steel and the Abaddon Institute.
And all mission-related props related to John Connor are currently invalid and will need to be updated next time It can only be resumed after the station prompts.”
This world, not long after it was repaired, fell into collapse again. dividing line In an unknown abandoned city, the wealthy man in white robes looked a little embarrassed and no longer elegant.
The jade wine flask that had been hanging on his waist had been dropped somewhere long ago.
Behind him were countless pursuers riding various vehicles.
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However, his eyes were still bright and he was smiling, because there was still the blood of a big shot on his sword.
John Connor.
"call out" There was a sound of laser shooting behind him, and the swordsman who was proficient in the art of lifting and maneuvering dodged like a white butterfly flying among flowers.
The city's junk cars eventually helped the well-planned traveler, allowing him to escape and ascend to heaven.
The pursuers could only watch the white figure disappear into the ruins of the city that humans had long abandoned.
Turning his head, he glanced at the pursuers who had disappeared without a trace, but Hao Ke did not stop until he stopped in front of a large store in the center of the city.
The strong city wind in front of the store blew past several yellowed and rotten posters, with a certain singer's concert written on them.
The cement floor was already covered with moss and other plants, and many things began to flourish after the humans left.
Dust and crushed cement stones.
The metal store door, which the buyer was originally proud of for its safety, now looks more like a decoration that has been corroded and rusted by the years.
The broken glass in the window outside the store door also shows that this place has long been occupied by other people who used to be active in this city.
Survivors have visited it.
That's why high-profile travelers choose this place as a transit stop for their own rest.
He walked quietly to a sliding door in the alley next to him that no one noticed.
The next second, the young swordsman subconsciously turned sideways to avoid a sound coming from the wind on a tall building in the distance.
"Bang" The sound of a sniper rifle startled a large group of unknown birds living in the house.
Then, another shot.
This guy, who was already tired of covering up in the crowd, had some difficulty dodging the gunshots one after another.
Hawker is waiting.
He is waiting for the opponent to run out of bullets, giving him enough time to eat some recovery products to replenish his physical strength.
He knows who the other person is.
But the next moment, there was a muffled sound under his feet, which made him realize what true despair is.
Horrified.
Even the high roller tried his best to stay calm.
He finally understood why all the escapees who were preparing to enter the fifth world and even some real veterans were afraid of the mechanical prosthetic arm in his right arm.
He should have started with some simple thoughts about the world that guy experienced.
That masked guy is definitely not a traveler in the real world, because the sign on the high-tech mine he stepped on clearly confirms this.
The masked guy is an extraditee, yes.
That is to say, there are some existences that provide coordinate points for stations to compete for the space occupied by other stations in the world.
Therefore, this guy is definitely not a member of some big force.
At the feet of the high rollers, only fans who are familiar with the plot of a certain game can recognize the symbol, the blood bird.
StarCraft, Terran.
"Bang" Another shot from a sniper rifle interrupted the last thoughts of this traveler from the real world.
The swordsman in white clothes stood up and raised his feet.
"Boom" Amazing explosion.
Mines were detonated.
This guy died without a complete body, leaving only a circulating key with the characteristics of a traveler.
"Tap, tap, tap."
In the alley, a guy wearing a cowboy hat and a mask walked out of the alley.
Stand calmly.
After a long time, after the smoke dissipated, I walked over and picked up the key next to the big hole in the wall, with a certain light shining in my eyes.
"Really lucky" Metallic synth-sounding soliloquy.
This is a hidden skill that can only be obtained by killing some important plot character.
The strong wind from the city blew by, making his clothes snap.
The cowboy turned his head and looked at the pursuing troops getting closer and closer in the distance.
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The wind got a little stronger and started to blow.
The mask that covered his face revealed his sci-fi metal style face under the bridge of his nose
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