China Entertainment: I am a big boss in the industry

Chapter 571 Zion Host
"No, you can't."

When Neo arrived in front of the operating table, he paused and turned his head.

"I must go."

Trinity was surprised and tried to persuade the man to stay.

"He sacrificed himself to save you. You can't go back."

Neo turned around.

"I'm not who I think I am."

The tone was particularly affirmative.

"what?"

Trinity couldn't help but ask, and Tank's eyes widened.

"I'm not a savior, Trinity."

He spoke again with certainty, emphasizing each word.

"That's what the prophet told me."

Trinity didn't believe it.

"No, you must be."

Neo shook his head: "Sorry, I'm not, I'm just an ordinary mortal."

“No Neo, that’s not true.

"It can't be true!"

"Why?" Neo didn't understand their certain attitude. Why did everyone believe that he would be the savior of mankind?

Why does everyone believe that he will definitely save all of humanity?

After getting the answer, Neo said nothing more and turned around to operate the table system.

Tank immediately came over with a frown on his face to stop him.

"Are you crazy?"

"There are troops guarding that place, and you have to go in. Not only that, there are three machine life forms guarding Morpheus."

"I don't want to give up his life either. I want to save him, but what you are doing is tantamount to suicide."

"I know you won't understand me."

Neo shook his head.

"I won't explain much. I can only tell you that Morpheus has a belief and is willing to sacrifice his life for him. I can understand his thoughts, so I must go."

Such words are totally incoherent.

Tank didn't understand even more.

"Why exactly?"

“Because I have faith, too.”

"What belief?"

At this time, Trinity, who had been silent, asked.

"I believe I can get him out."

This answer made the sparkle in Trinity's eyes shine even brighter.

It was as if I was about to cry.

"It's too late."

After staring at them for a few seconds, Neo turned and ran again.

Trinity, who was standing still, chose to believe him, bit her lip, and followed him.

Only Tank was left, with a puzzled look on his face, and finally let out a breath of foul air.

Neo is operating the consciousness connection machine.

Trinity, who followed over, also operated another one.

The mechanical clicking sound made Neo turn his head involuntarily. He stopped what he was doing and asked back.

"What are you doing?"

Following you.

Trinity thought.

But the movements of his hands did not stop.

"I'm with you."

He replied.

"No."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Neo immediately refused.

"no?"

Trinity asked the question. She had not stopped moving just now, but suddenly stopped. She turned and walked towards Neo without stopping her words.

"Let me tell you, I care about Morpheus more than you do. If you really want to save him, you must seek my help. I have more experience than you."

"If you refuse, you will definitely die."

"Without me, you'd be dead."

Trinity's eyes were fixed, and she spoke each word with emphasis.

"Tank, get started."

She didn't need Neo's consent and just called out to Tank.

the other side.

Virtual consciousness world.

A big hand pulled the metal chair over, dragged it forward, and finally stopped in front of Murphys and sat on it. After Smith sat down, he adjusted his cuffs.

Morpheus, still with a painful expression, looked up at him.

“I want to share an experience with you.”

Smith spoke.

"When I was in the Matrix, I had an epiphany while cataloging you."

"I discovered that you are not mammals. All mammals on Earth maintain a balanced ecology with nature."

"But humans don't do that."

"Everywhere you go, you exploit and exploit until all the natural resources are exhausted."

"The only way to survive is to invade and occupy other places, endless invasion and occupation."

Having said this, Smith leaned forward with his hands folded.

"There is only one other creature on earth that would do this."

"Do you know what it is?"

Smith gave his conclusion without needing Morpheus's answer.

"Virus."

Only viruses do that.

Morpheus looked at him speechlessly.

"Humanity is a disease. You are the cancer and plague of the Earth."

"And our computers are the antidote."

Such remarks made Morpheus look up and stare at him with complicated eyes.

real world.

Tank, who had already brought his tools, was sitting in front of the operating table and keyboard, staring at the screen intently.

He pulled out the keyboard and adjusted it to a suitable position.

"Okay, so what else do you want besides a miracle?"

As he spoke, he typed in keyboard codes.

At this moment, Neo and Trinity have already entered the Matrix virtual world.

Holding the phone, Neo spoke.

"firearms."

The drooping brows suddenly became sharp.

"Lots of guns."

Tank pursed his lips, tapped on the two keyboards, and finally his finger pressed on the Enter key.

In the blank virtual world, an arsenal of weapons was rushing towards them.

The whistling paused around him and Trinity.

Countless guns were stationed around them.

Neo looked around and selected things.

"Neo."

Trinity spoke up.

Neo, who was holding a gun to test the feel of it, turned around and indicated that he could speak directly.

“No one dares to try this.”

Neo turned back: "So we will definitely succeed."

After saying that, he slammed the magazine and loaded it in.

Here, the robot monitoring Morpheus is monitoring his brain.

Smith opened his mouth to question.

"Why didn't the drug work on him?"

“Maybe we’re asking the wrong question.”

The companion spoke.

Smith paused and said calmly.

"You guys go out first."

After receiving the order, the other two companions who were monitoring together looked at each other.

Obviously, he was a little reluctant to follow Smith's orders.

In their procedural judgment, this was inappropriate and unreasonable.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

No movement for the time being.

Smith glanced at them and continued speaking, his tone of command was cold.

"Right now, immediately."

The other two could tell that Smith was angry.

The two men immediately got up and left.

After they left, Smith's eyes fell on Murphys, whose face was covered in cold sweat, snot and tears.

In the real world, Morpheus' body has also produced corresponding reactions.

Tank wiped the sweat off his face bit by bit with a towel.

"Hold on, Morpheus, they're on their way to rescue you."

(End of this chapter)