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Zhang Ming was skeptical about this. There was nothing he could do. The enemy was too cunning this time. He had been hiding in the dark from the beginning to the end, and was good at making puppets and controlling them remotely.

God knows if that middle-aged uncle is a traitor who betrayed humanity, or a poor man who was made into a puppet early on.

But this problem will not trouble Zhang Ming for too long.

Dawei Tianlong blocked the forward route of the spaceship. Zhang Ming summoned a three-meter-long golden lightsaber. Without saying a word, he directly cut through the outer armor of the spaceship and entered the interior.

Once inside, it was the siege of hundreds of omnics, but Zhang Ming didn't pay attention to this level of attack, trying to save time as much as possible along the way, and Yang Lei used it without hesitation.

When he came to the main control room, as expected, there were more than a dozen corpses on the ground that had begun to rot and were gradually turning into a puddle of thick water.

This method of death is exactly the same as that of Alexander Pierce.

Sure enough, these guys had long been turned into puppets by Edward, and after confirming that their identities had been exposed, they were "destroyed" immediately.

Zhang Ming walked to the console, the spacecraft started the self-destruct procedure, and the data in the database had disappeared.

Hearing the alarm sounded by "Didi", for some reason, Zhang Ming suddenly remembered a meme circulating among boys:

When an otaku is suddenly in danger and is about to die, the first thing he thinks of is definitely not to leave a last message, but to delete all browser records and the folder named "Learning Materials" in the computer.

Edward gave Zhang Ming this feeling.

He could almost think of Edward's old face full of stitches, showing a flustered expression.

Zhang Ming grinned and said, "Since you have done it, don't even try to delete it."

Clips start!

Everything within two minutes is deleted except for the last moment.

At this time, the Rainbow Bridge had just broken through the camouflage protection of the base, and dozens of puppets were about to start the spaceship and try to escape.Just when a group of puppets were rigidly but efficiently controlling the spaceship to take off.

One hand held down the joystick.

……

"Damn! Damn! Damn..."

Dr. Edward fell into a rage. He waved his fists and smashed the wall with a hammer. Black blood mixed with wriggling threads flowed out from his scarred hands.

Shirley, who was like a ghost, stood quietly behind him without consoling or stopping him.

After the experiment that year, Shirley lost the ability to care for others after becoming this ghost. The only obsession that can keep her alive is her silent and heavy love for Dr. Edward.

"Doctor, the frequency and depth of your anger manipulation is increasing."

Shirley didn't speak until Dr. Edward regained his composure.

Obviously, the various experiments he conducted and the various weird and terrifying powers he obtained through them were not completely free of cost.

Edward is gradually losing himself, becoming a monster swallowed by anger.

"My time is running out, but so are they."

Dr. Edward walked to the laboratory, looked at the dozen or so brain-dead "devices", thought for nearly a minute, and gave Shirley an order:

"Remove these useless things, connect all the brains that can be used, and then..."

He turned his head and looked at the distant planet through the window.

Earth.

"Activate the Omnic Hazard Project immediately."

Shirley didn't refute him, but just read a series of numbers in a cold tone.

"Earth's deployment is not yet fully ready, and now the plan is started, the success rate is less than 37%—"

Edward interrupted her and said: "There is no time for us to arrange, I can feel that the artificial intelligence called Ultron is constantly eating away at my previous deployment, and there is no chance of even 30% if I wait any longer. Besides, I also I never considered that the Omnic Crisis alone could destroy that planet."

Edward put his hand into the glass jar, gently stroking a brain with his fingers, and countless wriggling silk threads protruded from the palm of his hand, piercing into the brain.

"Our real trump cards are them."

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Inside the secret base.

The gunshots and explosions faded away, and the ground was littered with the remains of omnics, as well as the bodies of those killed.

An omnic with only its upper body left is crawling forward with difficulty. Its red eyes keep flickering, staring closely at the fleeing humans in the distance. As long as it is not destroyed, it will continue to perform its mission.

Killing mission.

Suddenly, a hammer fell from the sky and smashed its head.

Thor picked up the Meow Hammer, looked around, and after confirming that there was no omnic that could move, he said, "This should be the last one."

"I don't want to fight anything that has anything to do with omnics anytime soon."

Dio came over, rubbing his nails.In normal battles, he is used to fighting with sharp claws. With his powerful strength and speed, he can easily cut through steel, but facing thousands of omnics, he feels like his nails are about to split.

Peter flicked the spider silk and floated over, just in time to hear Dio's words, he landed lightly on the ground, and said: "Unfortunately, the enemy will not let us go so easily."

At this time, Natasha, who had almost recovered, came over.

"How did you find it?" she asked.