Please Call Me Lord God

"Well, sit down for me, Mr. George. [Read the latest chapter]"

Military-style millet-haired women flicked their wristwatches and popped up a virtual screen.

"There is no need to continue pretending. We are very clear that you are the leader of the cyber ecological terrorist" Rebel "Simon. It is a pity that this time we did catch you, and next you have two choices. First, I spent a single life in prison in the second half of my life, without parole, without visiting prisoners, and nothing, and lived like that for the rest of my life. Second, you can choose to help us catch those other radical terrorists. Will court you in an online court, you can get a chance to be released on bail, and your sentence can be eased. "

"Wait, what crime did I commit? I'm not a criminal—I know my rights. I don't care what department you are in. You have to prove your identity first. You have to make a phone call. "

"There is nothing more. The Unified Investigation Department has the priority to investigate. Of course you can call your lawyer, but that will be said after you are put in the detention center."

The woman sneered: "But I don't think any lawyer dares to take your case. Your case can only be defended by yourself or a lawyer will be appointed by the court."

George clutched his head desperately. He was now annoyed, with a question mark in his stomach.

Suddenly, he felt a tremor on the ground. In the next second, something whistled, forming a horrible explosive power, which lifted the entire floating vehicle out.

The collision caused his brain to fall into a confused blank state. He felt that time was slow, and his legs could not be stepped straight.

He was dragged out in a confused state.

Intensive crossfire on the street, several huge bipedal robots erected a large number of flames in the distance, suppressing the incoming helicopter gunships and police armor.

"George, don't be stingy here, we must leave here"

A woman took his hand, shoved him into another compartment, and then ran all the way.

"Time is not waiting. Skynet has found us. Next we have to find a way to leave New York City."

"No, what the **** is this, why did I come across these!"

George finally couldn't hold back his anger, and he seized the woman's placket.

"Tell me, who am I, and where is this?"

Before he finished speaking, he was twisted on the back of the joint by the opponent's backhand and pressed down on the seat.

"George, I'm Julie. Don't make fun of me at this time. You are George, the leader of the anti-radicals, and the person who led everyone to fight against the Skynet system. Now Skynet has almost taken over the human world, the global federation. At the time of its establishment, this artificial intelligence body took over everything. Human beings are now only domestic animals conserved by Skynet. Have you not noticed the current federal policy in order to extend its dominance to every aspect of human society? "Whether it is food, clothing, shelter, or political, legal, economic, or even reproductive power, it will be captured by it."

"It's my shit!"

George yelled, yeah, what does it have to do with him, he just wants to get the "Lalaiye" program, what do these bird things have to do with him.

"Criminals, listen, you have been surrounded. Don't try to resist now, or we will be rude."

The road ahead was blocked, and dozens of maglev police cars stopped them.

"Walk this way"

Julie slammed the steering wheel and slammed the car from the road into the railing. The whole car drifted into the air, then fell weightlessly.

George screamed and watched the entire levitation car crash into the river.

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Consciousness revived, and George noticed a tingling in his body. He unplugged the nasal cannula and the infusion on his body, and climbed up from the bed.

It was dark in all directions, and the only thing he could confirm was that he should be in a hospital.

There was a corridor outside the ward, quiet and empty.

He walked barefoot, walking slowly, and found that there was a mess in the corridor, sundries were thrown on the ground, and the medical records were scattered around by the wind.

"What happened to everyone in this hospital was gone."

He recalled the scene that had just occurred, wondering why he blinked and appeared in an unfamiliar area again.

He walked towards the periphery of the hospital, and at this time he experienced a shock.

It's like an earthquake. No, it's not an earthquake. It's a bigger shock. Everything in the house is shaking.

The lights were shaking, the walls were shaking, and even the concrete floor beneath them was shaking slightly.

George's uneasiness was conceivable. He walked by the window, only to see the sight outside.

The entire Manhattan area turned into a sea of ​​fire, a huge giant beast lizard with a height of nearly 100 meters, its back covered with scale armor, standing on two feet, opening its own giant mouth, flowing toward the floors The coming tanks sprayed a white beam of light.

The power of the beam of light is sweeping through almost everything, and all the surrounding buildings are being broken down and destroyed one by one.

In George's appalling look, the beam of light hit him.

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When George opened his eyes again, he found that he was stepping on the hot sand with his feet on. He was wearing a simple coat, his beard had not been shaved for several years, his hair was long and dirty, and there were many people around him like him.

They are all dressed in the same way, one by one as if they were ancient slaves. In fact, this is probably the "fact".

He, George, found that his body was scarred, and many of them were marks of lashing.

He and the other "slaves" were dragging a thick, fatal rope, like a trackman towing a ship, transporting a huge piece of granite in the sand to a distance.

A weird man with a length like a snake and a lizard, more than two meters tall, waving his whip, hissing and shouting, asking people to move quickly and be a little slower ~ www.readwn.com ~ and was beaten.

George tried to communicate with other people, but was shocked by the results. He found that most of the slaves lost their language ability. Most of them only gestured or used body language. ..

The sun was dazzling, and George still tried to raise his head. He saw a garden-like city in the distance.

It was an oasis city being renovated in the desert, and several giant snake-man statues became the most visible landmark at the entrance of the city.

A large number of spacecraft flew around in the air, shuttled.

And looking back at this group of people, all rags, hungry and thirsty.

I didn't know how long it lasted. He finally couldn't stand it. The whole man fell to the sand and lost consciousness again.

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This is a nightmare, and it may be worse than hell.

George finds himself repeating constantly, constantly moving to different worlds.