317: Chapter 317 The Forgotten Amusement Park

Chapter 317: The Dusty Playground "Warning..."

A red prompt suddenly popped up on the green text.

"High-energy reaction."

"Source: Central Container."

Chen Mo spun around.

He looked at the glass jar containing the "Master Copy."

The liquid inside was boiling.

The sleeping girl opened her eyes.

They weren't human eyes.

They were a pair of pure black eyes, without any whites.

Countless data streams were transmitting frantically within the connecting tubes, lighting up the glass jar.

"Brother."

This time it wasn't a broadcast.

Nor was it a synthesized voice.

It was a clear voice that rang out directly in Chen Mo's mind.

It was the real Chen Nian's voice.

"You've come."

The girl in the container looked at the blood-covered Chen Mo through the glass.

The corners of her mouth slowly curled up.

That smile...

It was so unfamiliar it made one's heart go cold.

"You're late."

Boom!

All the screens shattered simultaneously.

The retreating T-10s all knelt down.

As if they were worshipping a monarch.

"Biological Brain access successful."

"Subjective Personality Override complete."

"Taking over regional control."

The girl opened her mouth, and countless bubbles surged out.

"They cut my brain into three thousand pieces."

She spoke to Chen Mo in his mind, her tone as calm as if she were talking about someone else. "Every piece is connected to a network node. I can see the entire Scrap Iron City now."

"I see Old Man Wang, the one who sells breakfast; he's mixing sawdust into the flour."

"I see the thug who stole our money; his hand is being chopped off."

"Brother."

"This world is so filthy."

Chen Mo stepped forward.

He pressed his hand against the burning hot glass.

"Come with me."

He said, "I don't care who you are. Come with me."

"I can't leave."

The girl shook her head. "I am this factory. This factory is me. As long as I'm alive, those monsters will be produced continuously. They will use my brain to kill even more people."

She raised her hand.

She pointed at the detonator in the Old Blind Man's hand.

"Press it."

Chen Mo's fingers trembled.

"What did you say?"

"Blow it up."

The girl's voice became gentle, like when she used to coax him to sleep as a child. "Brother, it hurts."

"Every second hurts."

"Only in death will it stop hurting."

Chen Mo gritted his teeth so hard his gums bled.

"I don't believe it."

He slammed a fist against the glass.

The explosion-proof glass didn't budge.

"I don't believe I can't save you! If I just take you out, if I find the best Prosthetic Doctor..."

"It's no use."

The girl pressed her face against the glass, making eye contact with Chen Mo.

"My body was gone long ago."

"This is just a Culture Dish."

"Brother."

"Please."

"I want to sleep."

The T-10s kneeling around them suddenly all raised their heads.

They shouted in unison:

"I want to sleep."

"I want to sleep."

The sound was like thunder.

Chen Mo looked into those pure black eyes.

He saw liberation in them.

She was his only hope after struggling in this hell for so many years.

Now...

She was begging him to extinguish that hope with his own hands.

"Ah——!!!"

Chen Mo let out a beast-like roar.

He spun around and snatched the detonator from the Old Blind Man's hand.

"What are you doing?"

The Old Blind Man's face turned pale with fright. "This is a Directional Demolition! If we don't run..."

"Shut up."

Chen Mo looked at the red button in his hand.

Then...

He looked at his sister in the container.

The girl was smiling.

Smiling very sweetly.

"Goodnight, brother."

Chen Mo closed his eyes.

A tear mixed with blood slid from the corner of his eye.

"Goodnight."

He pressed his thumb down.

Boom——!!!

The world turned white.

A massive fireball consumed everything.

Support pillars snapped.

The massive playground overhead, with its countless neon lights and carousels, crashed down like the sky collapsing.

Tens of thousands of tons of earth and stone...

Buried the sin.

Buried the monsters.

And buried the siblings.

...

Above the ruins.

The dust settled.

A broken mechanical arm reached out from the rubble.

It was Chen Mo's hand.

Clutched tightly in his hand was a crystal chip.

That was the "Core Data" the girl had transmitted using the last of her strength before the container exploded.

...

The rain was acidic.

Falling on the wounds, it was like diluted sulfuric acid had been poured on them, sizzling with white smoke.

Chen Mo moved his fingers.

This was currently the only part he could control.

The red warning boxes on his retina were stacked like a wall, blocking most of his vision.

[Left Arm: Offline]

[Spine Drive Shaft: Broken]

[Core Energy: 3% Remaining]

[Warning: Vital signs detected as extremely weak; immediate injection of adrenaline is recommended.]

"green text."

Chen Mo called out in his mind.

There was no response.

The usually noisy auxiliary AI seemed to have crashed, with only a string of garbled code jumping in the corner.

He took a breath.

A sharp pain came from his chest; a broken rib had likely punctured his lung.

With every breath, his throat tasted of bloody froth.

Huala.

He pushed aside the precast concrete slab pressing down on him.

In that moment, the sound of rebar scraping against bone cleared his mind significantly.

The world was a shade of gray.

The once noisy playground had turned into a massive crater.

The charred earth and stones were overturned, emitting steam.

Amidst the pile of rubble, a corner of colorful clothing was visible.

It was the Old Blind Man.

Half of the old man's body was buried in the dirt, and he was still death-gripping the empty detonator as if he were holding a precious grandson.

Chen Mo crawled over.

Only his right hand was usable; his left sleeve was empty, and black engine oil was still dripping from the stump.

He grabbed the Old Blind Man's collar and yanked him out of the dirt.

"Cough... cough cough cough!"

The Old Blind Man spat out a mouthful of black mud, his cloudy glass eyes spinning several times before they could focus.

"Ex... exploded?"

He touched his face, then his thighs. "I'm not dead? I'm actually not dead?"

"Soon."

Chen Mo stuffed the crystal chip into a waterproof storage compartment. "If you don't shut up, you'll be dead soon."

Vroom—

A low humming sound came from overhead.

It was the sound of heavy turbofan engines churning the air.

Three blinding white beams of light pierced the rain, sweeping across the ruins.

Those were "Biotech" Floating Transport Vehicles.

They arrived faster than vultures.

"Holy crap..."

The Old Blind Man shrunk his neck, trying to burrow back into the pit. "It's the Cleanup Crew! Those bastards came overnight?"

"They aren't here to save anyone."

Chen Mo stared at the pitch-black floating vehicles. "They're here to recover data."

To the corporation, whether it was the monsters underground or Chen Nian's brain, they were all just assets.

Since the factory had blown up, the most important thing was to recover the hard drives that hadn't been burned yet.

And to clean up any witnesses.

Pfft.

A blue laser beam hit a spot less than five meters away from them.

A concrete slab was instantly heated red and melted.

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