The World is Sick

"The environment in New York is unfamiliar. I'm not used to it. It's better to go back to the old place and do something I want to do..."

"There are no robots chasing and killing you, and you don't have to deal with perverts. Except for the trouble of raising children, I am very satisfied with the rest."

"To tell you the truth, before the Battle of Los Angeles broke out, my greatest wish was to take down this store and kick the fat pig's ass of the previous boss."

This girl who is ordinary in herself, but was pushed into the tide by history, is now a lot more mature and capable, her words and demeanor have a resolute military atmosphere.

Kevin glanced at Tony next to him, showing a look of helplessness.

Tony may not be a good lover or a good husband, but judging by his attitude towards his children, he will be a good father.

And the father and son next to each other, who were talking to each other, were secretly slandering each other's difficulty.

The little clever Connor, after all, is a child at heart, and he yearns for Tony's life in a big city and the deeds of the Avengers in punishing and eradicating evil.

But unfortunately, after experiencing many twists and turns, Sarah Connor is somewhat content with the status quo.

Tony's own wanderlust and restlessness will inevitably have differences with this grown-up female warrior.

After a few brief chats, Sarah got up and returned to the kitchen, ready to bring out hot and freshly baked chocolate pies.

Kevin looked around, and the most pictures on the walls around him were not photos of life, but pictures of her shooting a target with a gun, or hunting far away.

Content with the status quo?maybe?

Kevin picked up the Remington, disassembled it casually, and found that the chamber of the gun inside had been cleaned up, and there was a revolver tied under the table at the cash register.

There are two M1911s on the wine cabinet at the rear, and even in the shoe box, Kevin found dozens of grenades.

"Her hobby is very special, isn't it, sir?"

The little clever Connor got up in front of Kevin at some point, and stretched out his hand to him with a smile, begging for the Remington that was disassembled.

Immediately, under Kevin's gaze, the little guy jumped onto the bench, his hands were like butterflies, he quickly assembled the firearm, loaded it quickly, and pointed the gun at Kevin with a smile.

"It's $10 to visit, and I'll keep it a secret for you..."

The corners of Kevin's mouth slightly raised, looking at the little guy who was a little keen and alert at the moment, and pointing his finger playfully to Tony who was drinking rum.

"$100, he gave the money..."

Tony had no choice but to smile wryly, so he had no choice but to pull out a Franklin from his wallet under the happy gaze of the little witty ghost, handed it to Connor, and sent this difficult little guy away.

Not long after, Sarah returned to her seat with the tray in her hand, took a sip from her wine glass, thought of something, her brows were tightly knit, and she looked at Kevin with a confused look.

"I originally thought that life would be peaceful without the Judgment Day, but there is still a natural disaster..."

"Honkai has been eliminated, crystallization disease, mutants, star scar syndrome, and titan creatures... These disasters have emerged one after another, and the world is still in chaos..."

"You said, can we humans really survive until the day when the sun comes out?"

Kevin was slightly stunned. Sarah would ask such a question, which proved that this reclusive female warrior was not as calm as she imagined, and her heart was always full of anxiety.

"Perhaps you are mistaken, Sarah. Even without these disasters, would the world really be peaceful?"

"Storms, diseases, wars, crimes, racial conflicts...the challenges faced by human beings have always existed, and there is no need to worry about them."

"Just like me, drink when it's time to drink, eat donuts when it's time to eat donuts, sleep until you wake up naturally, and live a night is a night."

"Tomorrow, the sun will rise as usual..."

Tony looked slightly solemn, but his eyes were full of contagious freedom.

"Tomorrow, will the sun rise as usual? That's right..."

Sarah looked at Tony, who was very charming at the moment, and gently exhaled the turbidity in her chest, as if a long-standing problem had been resolved.

To be honest, Sarah, a poor American girl who was born and bred, was shocked, although she completed the transformation from an ordinary person to a warrior in a short period of time.

But because of the limitations of her mind and vision, she was also the one who had the most incomplete transformation. After the war, she still longed to return to a peaceful life.

But the nightmare of the past, with the advent of natural disasters again and again, lingers like a nightmare.

Therefore, she began to arm herself to protect the vulnerability and anxiety in her nature.

Even, in order for his son to survive safely even without her protection after the end of the day.

Now, Kevin can't comment on whether Sarah's practice of instilling the concept of doomsday survival in Connor is right or wrong.

Because, he doesn't even know whether the future can really save human beings from disasters. All he can do is walk on thin ice and take every step as if facing an abyss.

Just as the atmosphere among the three gradually became harmonious, the bear boy John ran towards the front room holding a bunch of things as if escaping from something.

Outside the door was a stiff black figure dressed in black leather, who turned around to reveal his silhouette. That middle-aged man with a cropped head, a square face, and a cold expression had a red light in his eyes.

When the man carrying the packing bag raised his hand to enter the door, Tony's pupils shrank sharply.

He subconsciously materialized the nano-armor, kicked over the table sideways, blocked Connor behind him, and raised his arm to shoot.

T-800!Dry!

"boom!"

Suddenly, an arc of light flashed, and a big hole was melted in the chest of the tall and mighty T-800, and it fell to the ground on its back, and the room was completely silent.

Sarah looked at the robot that was smoking and convulsing, and Tony who subconsciously protected Connor, twitched the corners of her mouth, and finally hesitated to speak.

"Damn! A2 sister gave me a toy! Do you know how hard it is to modify the program and reactivate it?!"

John dropped the debris, put his head in his hands, and howled in pain.

Immediately, the little guy who came back to his senses ran towards the fallen T-800, fiddling around in a hurry.

In the end, Connor took out the chip that had not yet melted from his brain intact, and then wiped off his sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.

So, this is?

Kevin turned his questioning gaze to Sarah, and the old friend shrugged helplessly and nodded slightly.

The two simultaneously conveyed the meaning of helplessness to Tony who was suffering from a headache.

Chapter 865 Like Walking on Thin Ice, Like Walking into the Abyss (Gagan)

"I prepared nano-active metal, but I need to repair the corners, where is the cutter?"

"Give it to..."

"wrench…"

"here!"

"Pay attention to the coil inside, we need to enter the program in advance and conduct a preliminary test to avoid any data errors..."

"No problem, sir!"

After the meal, there was the sound of clanging and knocking from the backyard of the restaurant, as well as a discussion of what parts to add to the victims and how to reprogram them.

From the heated discussion between the two at the beginning, it eventually turned into Tony's chattering personal show. John listened carefully like a good baby, with admiration in his eyes.

After all, this expert in mechanical engineering doesn't know how many T-800s he has dismantled, and even the more advanced T-1000s and TXs. It is a breeze to reassemble such gadgets.

And in the collaboration between the two figures, one big and one small, their relationship is constantly heating up and they have become very acquainted.

John, who was brainwashed by the doomsday view of survival, even hooked his shoulders to Tony in a very social manner, like two good brothers who share the same taste.

"It seems that they get along very well..."

In the corridor, Kevin stuffed two pieces of plum candy into his mouth, chewed it lightly, and turned his head to smile at Sarah who was walking.

"Well, the progress is much better than I thought..."

Sarah responded softly, skillfully took out a cigarette, put it in her mouth and lit it, and puffed.

"This is a gift from A2 and the others for Connor's tenth birthday. It was originally just an inanimate collection, but he was very interested in the machine, and he actually found a way to activate it."

"Maybe, this is called genetic talent?"

With a smile on the corner of Kevin's mouth, he naturally took the opportunity to say something nice for Tony.

"Perhaps, sometimes, I doubt whether the education method of letting Connor have a normal childhood and instilling him with the knowledge of doomsday survival is correct..."

Sarah didn't pay too much attention to Kevin's little thoughts, but instead exposed her inner anxiety in front of her friends.

"Actually, even I can't judge, but there is no doubt that you love him..."

Kevin smiled bitterly, noncommittal about Sarah's choice.

The future is full of uncertainties, and the shadow of fear and disaster is always looming over the earth. As a person who is most qualified to speak, he will be confused and worried from time to time.

Sarah is also under pressure and helplessness in educating her son in this way.

If the end really breaks out, even without the protection of his mother, Connor's ability to survive will definitely benefit him a lot.

Just as Kevin was meditating, a few violent coughs interrupted his distracted state.

While looking up, Kevin noticed that Sarah was short of breath at the moment, her chest was rising and falling, and there was a trace of smoky burnt yellow on her nails. It was obvious that this female warrior was addicted to cigarettes.

Suddenly, he recalled the future of this female warrior in the original history.

Even after Judgment Day ended, Sarah Connor still couldn't get rid of the curse in her heart. She drank and smoked for a long time, and eventually died of lung cancer.

Recalling this, Kevin immediately called Tony, who had already completed the work, and signaled him to pass through Jarvis to give Sarah a simple physical examination.

When the steel armor's scanning light beam finally settled on Sarah's chest, the group of shadows that had already formed.

The sight of her lungs made the female warrior who hadn't thought about it feel as if she had been struck by thunder at this moment. The cigarette butt in her hand fell to the floor, and was finally trampled out repeatedly by Connor with a gloomy face.

Although it hasn't spread yet, Sarah's condition is still a bit serious. Tony glanced at Kevin gratefully, and immediately notified the special plane to pick him up without saying a word.

Sarah was silent, stroking her son's little head, and looking at the two who were worried and busy for her, a warm current flowed in her heart.

The woman raised her head, letting a few tears fall into her temples, not wanting to be detected by others, but the corners of her mouth were looking up at the space, slightly raised.

"Sure enough, no one knows which will come first, the future or the accident."

"I didn't die on the battlefield under the apocalypse. Instead, I was almost full of tubes, lying on the hospital bed, and was killed by cancer. It's really ironic..."

With the howling wind, one plane landed in a nearby open space. Before the three of them boarded the plane, Sarah stopped Kevin from accompanying her, with a slightly emotional expression on her face.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen! The SCP Foundation has developed a special drug for cancer, recover soon, Tony and I will ask you to hunt when we have time."

Kevin comforted softly, with a gentle tone.

"Okay, I'll wait for you..."