Cyber ​​Swordsman 2121

Chapter 192, the old omnic is in the coffin...

The real 3 Spears doesn't rely on this to make a living.

What's more, in the face of an absolute gap in strength, no matter how much you move around, no matter how subtle your tactics are, it's useless.

With the help of the giant man's palm wind, Qiang Sen rose against the wind, and for nine days, he flew towards the window that opened at some time, and he was about to escape.

But at this moment, a round mirror of simple and simple shape suddenly rose outside the window. This mirror looks like copper but not copper, iron but not iron. There are flowers, birds, fish and insects, mountains, rivers and animals on the back of the mirror. The exquisite workmanship must be From a certain ultra-high precision CNC machine tool.

The front side is the texture of a certain material that only exists in cutting-edge scientific journals, a kind of envisioned material for a new generation of electronic screens.

The round mirror turned slightly and aimed at the window. On the mirror screen of countless material scientists, stars emerged from the deep space-like darkness, and soon became bright, as if a universe was reflected in it. , There are countless galaxies flowing and revolving.

Then I saw a star protruding from the Milky Way, and then quickly became larger, occupying the mirror surface little by little, and revealing its true face.

This is a huge bronze coffin with a green rusty bronze color that has been precipitated over time. The overall shape is in the style of the pre-Qin period, but the surface is full of reliefs of '0' and '1'.

One can faintly hear the sound of fingernails scratching the coffin lid.

At the end of the coffin facing the mirror is a pair of bronze figures of boys and girls with the same texture as the coffin.

I saw the boy holding the mirror, as if awakened from a deep sleep, opened his eyes with a little drowsiness, saw the world through the mirror, and then a little smile appeared on his face.

It stretched out its index finger to its mouth, and said with a chuckle, "The old omnic is in the coffin, and the AI ​​demon is silent."

"Shh..."

At the same time, in the dark, cold and dead environment of outer space that ordinary people cannot feel, a satellite that is exactly the same as the coffin in the mirror received a signal at the same time, and then started to connect to Tianheyun's infinite computing power and transmit it To one of the receivers that exists on the planet below.

At the same time, in District 3 of the Federation, Qingshui Lake, the mirror outside the Guangsha apartment suddenly shone brightly, like a round of scorching sun, and people who swayed out bright light stings couldn't open their eyes.

Johnson, who was being photographed by the window, struggled to escape, but his movements were unusually slow, as if his body was filled with lead.

Finally, gradually, the body froze and fell limply to the ground, unable to move as if frozen.

At the same time, the smart home system in the whole house was suddenly out of control. There were no electrical appliances in the house, and the lights flickered like a short circuit.

Zhang Baoren, who was also illuminated by the mirror light, only felt that the Taoist in his heart was beating slightly inexplicably, but there was no further change.

But when he turned his head and looked into the bedroom, he saw that a mouthful that had been in mid-air fell uncontrollably and landed on the bed, unable to move.

Then I heard a crisp electronic voice of a girl saying:

"An De relies on the Heavenly Sword, and cuts demons under the moonlight."

"Old Lord Taishang Omnibus is in a hurry like a law!"

Hearing this, the sun-like mirror suddenly shrank its light and turned into a bright and cold moon disk.

In the moon disk, a osmanthus tree flourished, under the tree there was a bronze coffin, and at the end of the coffin was a pair of boys and girls. The lesbian holding the sword opened her eyes and sent the long sword in her hand forward.

A white and extremely cold sword light flew out of the mirror like a frightened bird, and slashed towards Qiang Sen on the ground.

As soon as the silver light moved towards his body, the connections of the martial art joints on his body were severed, and then his whole body became completely limp, without any strength to support him.

After all, martial arts are not as good as supernatural powers, and calculations are not as good as days.

Even though Johnson tried all means, he still couldn't escape.

As for why he didn't take advantage of these two days, and leave earlier before San Spear real person came.

Leaving aside whether San Mao was under surveillance, Zhang Baoren's handwriting on his body made it impossible for him to run away just to be on the safe side.

Only then did he dare to give it a go after confirming the information from Zhang Baoren that he would not interfere.

And why did Zhang Baoren speak at this time, and at the same time, in the past two days, let him use the training platform to secretly recover his martial arts.

It's because he wants to take this opportunity, through Johnson, to force out or test out more methods of Daoist Three Spears, and even himself.

As for the three-spear real person, for such an almost half-crippled warrior like Johnson, he used such extravagant thunder methods. Of course, it was not because of the tricky Johnson showed just now. She lost face and became angry from embarrassment.

It was to intimidate Zhang Baoren who didn't know what his stand was.

Each of the three had their own standpoints and their own calculations. Except for Johnson, the other two achieved their goals.

Zhang Baoren looked out the window solemnly and apprehensively.

I saw a boy in his 10s appearing beside the simple round mirror.

This person was wearing a black and red gown, a melon cap, and a talisman that covered half of his face was stuck on his forehead. There were braids woven from black nerve signal tubes on his back, and his skin was made of some kind of porcelain. , delicate and smooth, with two red discs in the middle of her snow-white face.

The specific appearance is not much different from the boy at the end of the coffin in the mirror before.

He reached out and took off the simple round mirror, hugged it in his arms, and turned his head to look into the room.

"But San Mao is in person..." Zhang Baoren asked loudly.

"Taiyi people..." The boy glanced at Zhang Baoren, then passed through the window, flew over out of thin air, stopped above Qiang Sen, and continued.

"It's over now, let's bid farewell to the Taoist for the time being."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and picked up Johnson, who was limp on the ground, and was about to fly away.

"Really, please wait a moment."

"What else is there for Taoist? But you still have to stop me." The boy turned around, looked at Zhang Baoren with some unkindness, and pointed the round mirror in his arms at him secretly.

At the same time, the headless old monk in the room, the blond woman with the magic stone back in, the strong man bleeding from seven holes, and the swordsman standing with a sword, also followed the boy's movements and naturally stood around Zhang Baoren, holding him firmly. lock firmly.

As long as a bad word will be a thunderbolt.

Zhang Baoren waved his hands hurriedly, "The real person is joking, the real person is justified this time..."

Then he stretched out his finger to Johnson, "And this guy is full of evil, no matter whether it is emotional or reasonable, there is no reason to stop him."

"I'm just a little curious after this, why is the real person so obsessed with this guy?"

(End of this chapter)