Chapter 738 Reset

In the dimly lit alloy corridor, an unequal battle had just ended.

The air was still filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke left by gunfire, and bullet casings and bullet dents could be seen everywhere on the ground. More than a dozen soldiers wearing regular army uniforms were lying on the ground in a haphazard manner. Most of them had completely lost consciousness. The remaining A few of them were ejaculating painfully.

Hao Ren casually grabbed a soldier who looked like a team leader: "Hey, can you hear me? What do you do?"

The soldier opened his eyes slightly, and when he saw Hao Ren's face, he suddenly remembered the supernatural scene just now, and immediately wanted to pull away. When Hao Ren saw this situation, he quickly shook the soldier's Collar: "Hey, I'll faint later! You answered my question first!"

"We are the Second Marine Corps..." the soldier said tremblingly, as if he was afraid that Hao Ren would turn into an alien or something and swallow him.

"Second Marine Corps?" Hao Ren was stunned for a moment. He had never heard of this name. "What are you doing here?"

The soldier's upper and lower teeth chattered: "We...we are ordered to clear out the radical aerospace elements here..."

"Remove aerospace molecules?" Hao Ren felt more and more confused as he listened, "No... I said this place is not the control center of the nanomachine cluster? And it has been abandoned for more than sixty years... Wait, what kind of place is this?! "

The soldier looked at Hao Ren doubtfully. He felt like he had met a mentally disturbed superman, but he still cautiously answered: "It's the launch site in the Caddick Mountains."

The launch site in the Kadik Mountains…

Hao Ren knocked the soldier unconscious, stood up in confusion, and looked around at this place that had completely changed, even mutated, and was almost weird.

He found a corner, hid himself, and then began to check his mental state, and soon ruled out being under mental control or falling into hallucinations. There is no doubt that what he is in is the real world, but this real world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

"It seems that the world has changed," the data terminal also said. It looked at the outside situation through Hao Ren's eyes. "Not only is the surrounding environment changing, but it seems that even the world view has changed. Originally, this world has long been There is no aerospace technology anymore, this technology ended more than 60 years ago."

Hao Ren thought of Ulanov's disappearance and the abnormal situation before he disappeared: "I'm afraid there's more than that... There should be others who changed along with it. Ulanov had memory confusion before his death, and he also had a direct reaction after his death. Disappeared, and these soldiers appeared out of thin air, with some strange identity as the 'Second Marine Corps'...Wait a minute! Terminal, your body!"

A lightning-quick idea exploded in his mind, and he immediately threw the data terminal out of the portable space. He saw a blond girl falling from the crack in the air to the ground in a panic, and she fell solidly. Then he glared at Hao Ren angrily: "What's wrong with you! This machine has no sense of balance to begin with, okay!?"

"Why are you still looking like this?" Hao Ren looked blankly at the blond girl in front of him, "Didn't this body disappear?"

The data terminal didn't respond for a moment: "What do you mean?"

"I suspect that the world is being reset, and everyone and everything is being assigned new identities and positions." Hao Ren stepped forward and squeezed the blond girl's arm, as if to confirm whether the other party was showing signs of disappearing. " Your body was invaded, so it stands to reason that she should reset it... Why hasn't it changed?"

"It's very simple. You guessed wrong," the data terminal shook his head. "Or the machine is too powerful and has completely taken over the body, making it impossible to 'reset' it."

Hao Ren looked up and down at the blond girl who was standing there crookedly and swaying: "You have had a cerebral thrombosis for twenty years and you still have the nerve to say that you have complete control over this body?"

"Oh, then you can only guess wrong."

Hao Ren sighed: "Anyway, now we must find Nolan and the others, or other people who can communicate well, and at least ask about the situation here."

"Oh, let's go in that direction," the data terminal pointed to a fork in the corridor, "I just heard something moving over there."

To be honest, Hao Ren didn't really believe in this guy's current navigation ability, but he didn't know where to go, so he might as well trust this guy's sixth sense. He turned and looked at the terminal: "Can you leave by yourself now?"

"Don't worry, this machine can keep up," the blonde girl patted her chest, "Of course, if you are willing, this machine will still want to squat on your shoulders..."

Hao Ren took a step and left: "Follow me!"

To be honest, under normal circumstances, he would still be quite happy to carry a girl for a walk - even if the other person is actually a brick, at least the shell is pretty eye-catching for now. But the situation in front of him does not allow him to be so relaxed. There are suddenly many inexplicable enemies in this building. In this case, he has to carry a living person on his shoulders... Why is he running around with a dead person on his shoulders? It doesn't even seem appropriate.

And despite the fact that the data terminal still controls this body as if it is the sequelae of cerebral thrombosis, "she" is really not slow to run. Although she is dangling here and there, she can keep up with Hao Ren's pace very well.

After running along the corridor for a while, Hao Ren suddenly heard a strong sound of footsteps coming from the corner in front of him. He immediately hid the data terminal in the shadow of a metal cabinet next to it, and then carefully moved over to take a look. Condition.

A familiar figure appeared in front of him. The extremely burly body, the square square face with a serious expression, and the sharp outline of the face were clearly none other than the big man Karl of the Gray Fox Mercenary Group. But after seeing an acquaintance, Hao Ren did not rush forward rashly, because he saw that Carl was not wearing the black gray fox mercenary uniform, but a special combat uniform that looked like desert camouflage.

He remembered that Karl ran out with Ulanov before, but when Ulanov died, Karl had disappeared. Now when he saw him again, the big man had changed into an outfit he didn't recognize... If his guess is correct, Karl may have undergone some kind of "change".

Hao Ren thought about it for a moment, raised his vigilance, and then came out from the corner. He greeted the other party with a normal expression: "Hey, Karl."

Carl looked surprised when he saw Hao Ren, and then raised the rifle in his hand without hesitation: "Stop! Don't move! Raise your hands and turn around - who are you!? Regular army or someone from the base!?"

"Sure enough, this is the case," Hao Ren sighed inwardly, thinking that it seemed impossible to find Carl to understand the situation. Now it seems that the only thing this guy is better than the previous Marines is that he did not shoot directly, " Don’t be nervous, I’m not an enemy—let me confirm first, are you Karl?”

Karl frowned, his expression changed a little instantly, but he quickly covered it up: "Don't try to delay time, raise your hands and turn around immediately, otherwise I will shoot!"

After a while, the data terminal heard that the call seemed to have been completed, and limped out: "Hey, partner, it's done? This... huh? I'm an acquaintance."

"It's Karl, but as I guessed, humanity and the world were reset together, and he doesn't remember me." Hao Ren looked at the big man who had fainted on the ground. "This guy is stubborn and refuses to cooperate." , we can only knock him unconscious first. In addition, we can confirm now that his name is still Karl, but his identity has changed, and now he seems to be the guard of this base."

"Then what to do next?" The data terminal was a little confused: she had not learned anything else, but this emoticon pack was installed very quickly.

"It's better to go find Nolan."

"You think Nolan is the key?"

"There are too many suspicious things about her, which are not key but also clues," Hao Ren nodded, "Since the world is resetting... I'm afraid I can guess what Nolan's abilities are."

He said, looking down at Karl: "But before leaving, let's put the big man in a safer place. After all, we are friends."

Finally, he found a place that looked like a utility room nearby. It seemed that it had been searched once by the Marines, and he threw Carl under a pile of waste paper boxes in the utility room.

After cleaning up everything, Hao Ren and the data terminal continued to explore the building again.

Since Carl is still here, he suspects Nolan will also "refresh" in this place. At least if there are no more clues, searching here is the only thing that can be done.

The two "people" were exploring this unfamiliar facility, and almost encountered more soldiers or guards in the process: an hour ago, this was the Northland Ring Tower that had been abandoned for sixty-five years, and there was silence everywhere. , but now it is lively. It seems that at least three groups of people are fighting in this place, including regular army soldiers and combatants from the base. There are also some guys wearing miscellaneous equipment who look like mercenaries or free militants who are building. Adding chaos to things below. From time to time, gunshots and explosions can be heard coming from nowhere. It sounds like the firefight here has been going on for a long time. However, only Hao Ren and the data terminal know that in fact, the whole scene took place in dozens of minutes. It has just begun.

At this moment, a silhouette of long gray hair suddenly flashed before his eyes.

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