Pampered by Millions

    The robot that was destroyed and de-energized quickly turned on the backup power after reacting. There were dots of electronic light from the dark tower, and the man's low voice flowed in the air.

    "When they told me that I had to connect with your sea of ​​consciousness to reverse the situation, I didn't want to do this kind of thing with a stranger. Now, it's not just a reversal of the situation, I I saw civilization through your eyes and walked to a distance I never thought of before, and you awakened my mind."

    The machines approached the psychic by means of thermal induction. Caesar's voice in the broadcast was calm, and the spirit of words made them all stay in place. Needless to say, the mental power consumed by instantly manipulating all the machines in the tower was unremarkable, but the man's tone showed ease and ease.

     Chances are, it may be difficult for us to have such an intersection now, after all, you are very defensive. As compensation, if we win, we will go to bed, and if we lose, we will die, isn't it romantic?"

    "The whole world has heard it," the red-haired beauty managed to straighten her slightly messy ear hair, and Oriola's gaze pointed at the complex looking lamp, and said with emotion: " What a shameless boy..."

    The voice on the radio paused, and Caesar's chuckle fell into it very clearly, it was a short and hoarse syllable.

    "There are so many possibilities in life, no matter how many times I start over, I will always choose you."

    The zig current made the human voice blurred, and the previously controlled robot resumed its ability to move one after another shortly after his voice fell, Oriola looked at the electronic clock not far away: "Just right three minutes."

    Turn to the side of the light: "I want to go up."

    "Of course," she laughed. "We should all go see him."

    More and more power users arrived at the mother tower. The loss of total energy made the robot move more and more crazy. During the process of going upstairs, Oriola's consciousness beast opened every floor The big warehouse gate, even if the big warehouse is indeed detained by the murderers with bad deeds, releasing these people can delay time for them, as long as they survive for 20 hours, the copper wall and iron wall cast by machinery will spontaneously collapse, and they need fighting power. .

    With Oriola, things have become much easier. The red-haired beauty skillfully uses consciousness beasts to assemble any metal within reach into a counter-attack weapon, and the automatic guns and shells make mechanical It is difficult for people to get close to them, and because of the locator she carries, as long as the ability users who know each other will come from nearby, when he and Oriola pass the corner, the girl with metallic hair rushed out and hugged. Waist toward the lamp.

    "Lilith."

    Look down at her at the lamp.

    She was injured a little, and a metal bullet was embedded in her calf, but the girl was used to arching around the lamp and calling her name at the lamp.

    "Do you know where Caesar is?"

    “…”

    The girl looked up at them, the strange double pupil did not rotate as usual, Oriola sneered at this: "Are you scared? Little Lily."

    "Where do you think Caesar will be?"

    Hearing Lilith's sudden rhetorical question, facing the lamp was stunned.

    "You should know where he is better than anyone." Her eyes twitched, and the headlight patted the girl's head: "Is he on the top floor?"

    Wei Qiao's fragment took him to the top floor when he saw him again. Looking back on all the memories in the past, that person seemed to have an inexplicable preference for the top. If I remember correctly, only No. 1 in the entire tower can Living on the top floor, only room 1 has free access to the tower.

    Seeing Lilith nodding and running up the stairs with her hands back towards the lamp, he didn't expect that there were stairs in the highly futuristic tower, Oriola shrugged and quickened her pace. The girl who was standing still said: "If you are injured, walk slowly. I have to make sure that he can meet Little Caesar."

      The attack, he couldn't remember how long he ran, and time gradually became meaningless. Oriola stayed in the chaos to stop the robot for him when he was about to reach the top floor. The battle faded again, and finally, when he was about to lose consciousness, Chao Deng saw a large number of destroyed five-star machines at the end of the corridor.

    Someone hugged him from behind.

    "How did you get here?"

    Winks at the light. The man had a mild **** smell and a faint sweet taste after the tobacco was burnt out. Caesar looked at the robot who was chasing after the lantern, and when his lips parted, a burst of fire burned under their feet, and he bent slightly towards the corner of the lantern's eyes: "Roll the sheets."

    The other party laughed: "There are still three hours to end."

    "There are still three hours?"

    "It's okay," the wolf-eyed man shook his head: "It's basically a foregone conclusion."

    They went from the 99th floor to the 100th floor. In the only room on the 100th floor, Caesar found the path leading to the top of the tower. After flipping up, he motioned towards the light to follow.

    Contrary to imagination, the top floor of the tower is a flat surface that is not very wide, with no fences around, and smooth metal stretches under the feet, there is a danger of falling if you are not careful.

    "The day you were unfortunate enough to pass through the mother tower and met me, and became the number one of this tower, I was just seventeen years old," Caesar gave him a gesture of safety: "It should be a very happy day, but I feel very lost. Thinking about it now, it's probably a belated puberty?"

    "You will also have puberty," Chao Deng couldn't help smiling: "You have been so mature since you were a child, let's go through menopause."

    The chaotic explosions in the tower continued, and they were all power users. They could all feel the shaking sea of ​​consciousness in the tower. Still fighting, won't you go and help?"

    "It's enough for me to direct them to work," Caesar was very shameless: "How about always letting the boss charge in."

    "What you said on the broadcast before..." Chao Lan paused: "Seriously?"

      Qing Fang was waving to them with great excitement, and made a V-shaped gesture stupidly.

    Victory gesture.

    More and more power users broke the metal wall and rushed out. The red-haired beauty grabbed the young man who wanted to jump up. The impression was that the man always stayed with Caesar during the hunting battle. At the same time, I like to call him Jiujiu, the young man's face is stained with blood, and the skin on his right cheek has been torn off, but his smile is extremely bright.

    "Win," the man wrapped his arms around his shoulders from behind, Caesar was a head taller than him, but this kind of gesture of intimacy was done like a good thing: "I've always been serious."

    The headlight was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned his head. He kissed the other's lips as quickly as Caesar had done to him not long ago, and the latter opened his clear gray-blue eyes slightly. When looking at the lamp, he smiled.

    "What you say on the radio is super romantic."

    "?"

    "No matter how dirty the future is, I love you."

    When he said the words, the man's palm was close to the back of his head, the other's tongue licked the round lips rudely, and the lips that could not be closed firmly flowed out a silver liquan, which was approaching noon The sunlight was like a grand gospel, and the supreme pleasure galloped in my mind. Seeing that the morning lamp began to breathe, the man reluctantly let go of his sweet lips.

    "Remember the sunset I showed you in the second world?"

    He used me.

    "Remember," responded to the lantern, looking at the eternally scorching hot star in the distant sky: "Is it because you often watched this when you were a child that you especially liked sunsets?"

    "There was nothing to do at that time, except for fighting and listening to brainwashing news, otherwise, "The Lost Sun" could not be written."

    "Fuck," Zhao Deng was stunned: "I've always wondered who wrote it... You wrote it? So cultural?"

    "It's me," Caesar touched his chin: "The sea of ​​knowledge between the two of us, not you, of course only me, which sentence do you like best?"

    Moving his lips towards the lamp, he whispered close to the other person's ear and heard what he was saying, Caesar rubbed his head.

    "Me too."

    In Sicily on the other side, the blood mixed with regret and anger condenses into bullets from the gun, the shadow of the white cloud floats across the violet sky above the Holy See, the bright moon, the luxurious palace, the crowd of cheering and singing people into the pink eye pupil, the doomsday night Heroes who died at the crossroads can be seen everywhere, and the reflection of a peach blossom tree is reflected by the water.

    From the first meeting to now, he and Caesar have traveled to a distance that he never imagined. When the sun sets on the young Caesar, everything is like a wonderful and brilliant dream.

    The man with gray and blue eyes lowered his head and kissed his ear, and the demagogic voice of the Spiritualist was so sexy.

    “‘On the road to you I stumbled, rode, and humbled myself.’”

    You were born to be loved.

    The author has something to say:  It's over~