Chapter 362: The Root of Disaster

The source of the virus points to the corpse demon. Mental power can also be regarded as a special kind of electromagnetic wave. Obviously the corpse demon wants to rely on this mental power to invade the core of the Rubik's Cube computer for sneak attacks. However, the electromagnetic wave of this creature has powerful technology. It is the lowest form of the mechanical empire. It is simply a dream for viruses to invade high-tech computers. The Rubik's Cube is angry. What is the most disgusting thing about mechanical life forms? Of course it was a virus, and this guy actually used that simple virus to attack mechanical life in public, instantly irritating the Rubik's Cube!

The mechanical hand grabbed the zombie's face, and the cold metal touch made the zombie know that what he had just done had no effect.

"I will find your dirty corpse! Let other low-level zombies eat it in front of you! What you do makes me think that your IQ is contrary to your mental strength!"

After saying that, he turned to look at Ruoyan.

"I'll leave the rest to you."

Ruoyan saw that Rubik's Cube was not in a good mood and did not dare to argue. He nodded quickly, and then started to look in the direction of the camp as if he was sensing something. Rubik's Cube noticed that Ruoyan was about to enter the camp, waved his hand, and a civet helicopter landed and said hello. Ruoyan sat in the helicopter and flew to the camp...

"An abnormal situation occurred in the camp! Many people lost their minds and attacked others!" Many scouts and civet helicopters discovered abnormal situations.

"This guy must have felt that he was about to be exposed, so he went crazy in the end. All the combat robots forcibly detained and stunned the survivors who lost their minds. If they had weapons, they could kill them."

"Command confirmation."

Rubik's Cube did not care about the chaos on the ground. There will never be peace until the mastermind is eliminated. The most important thing now is to find out the corpse demon. In the helicopter cabin with the door open, Rubik's Cube controlled the civet cat helicopter to fly to the camp according to Ruoyan's instructions. Flying away, the circling range is getting smaller and smaller based on the trajectory it flies over.

Finally, the Tanuki helicopter hovered near a suburban school.

"I feel like that guy is around here, but I can't find where he is." Ruoyan frowned and looked down.

"Is it around here? That would be much easier to handle. The mechanical army is most in need of members."

In the distance, groups of combat robots and spider robots ran over, gradually forming a large-scale encirclement. The survivors living here were forcibly inspected one by one, even babies. Many survivors inspected themselves against these strange robots. I felt very dissatisfied and shouted the slogan of freedom. However, I still defaulted to the inspection at gunpoint. At this time, the Rubik's Cube would not let a huge threat escape in such a funny way, so the order was given that I would rather kill by mistake than let go. !

After looking at the four floors of the school, he pointed his robotic hand and dozens of scouts swooped over like bees.

Buzz~ Walnut-sized reconnaissance vehicles flapped their wings and flew in from the main entrance of the teaching building in groups, spreading out and scanning every corner of the building, floor by floor, even the ceiling.

On the second floor, a reconnaissance device was searching the bathroom. The light in the bathroom, which had not been used for a long time, was a little dim. The heights were covered with spider webs. A reconnaissance device flew in from the hole in the damaged wooden door. After entering the bathroom, the reconnaissance device opened the gap on the left and right, sending two beams. The fan-shaped red scanning light continuously swept from the broom, garbage and cubicle door, and the flickering light seemed to illuminate the bathroom...

Buzz~ The scout flapped its small wings and continued to scan into the bathroom. After scanning all the compartments, no abnormalities were found. Just when the scanner was about to leave, an iron bucket attracted the scanner's attention.

This is a trash can similar to a gasoline barrel used to hold garbage. The scanner scanned it and found several damaged spider webs on the edge of the barrel. The scout remembered that there was no trace of movement when it came in, but why was it damaged? Immediately flap its wings and fly high to scan the inside of the barrel.

squeak--

The rapidly flapping wings were suddenly grabbed by something and made a struggling sound. A pair of dry hands grabbed the detector. Then, they gently pulled the small wings of the detector away with two hands. The detector made a mechanical sound and then turned off the lights. , destroyed by hands as dry as claws.

There was a withered zombie curled up in the trash can, holding the detector in a daze.

For an instant, the withered zombie felt as if something bad had happened...

boom……! !

Suddenly cement slag flew from the wall and bricks were scattered. A rocket appeared on the bathroom floor. Fortunately, the withered zombies escaped by hiding in the iron bucket during the violent explosion. After escaping the explosion in the iron bucket, they got up and went to the bathroom like a mummy. Running downstairs, at the same time, many survivors in the camp suddenly went crazy and rushed towards the teaching building. The combat robot stopped one but found that more survivors had already rushed through the defense line.

"The Tanuki Helicopter starts electronic jamming immediately!"

"receive."

The air that was calm just now suddenly erupted with chaotic radio waves. Except for the mechanical army's communications, everything was seriously interfered with. The withered zombies hiding in the smoke of gunfire wanted to continue to control the survivors and went crazy, but found that the entire space seemed to be blocked, even those who had gone crazy. None of the survivors can interfere with the controls.

"Playing electronic jamming with the mechanical army, how confident are you, a scumbag?"

With a finger of the robot's hand, the Furious Tank Cannon turned its muzzle, aimed at the direction indicated by the Rubik's Cube, and fired a shell with a jerk!

You don't need to aim too carefully when hitting a building with artillery shells. A shot at a rough location can cause huge damage to the people in the building, whether it's shrapnel or collapsed walls. Fury is very confident in its high-explosive shells.

The teaching building exploded again. It was not known whether the shells were too powerful or the building was too poor quality. This shell almost penetrated the building...

"Creator, this corpse demon is dead."

The combat robot responsible for guarding the corpse demon dragged the lifeless corpse and said. The Rubik's Cube looked at it and waved his hand. The combat robot understood and dragged the corpse away, found a pit, broke off its head and threw it into the pit.

Just as the Rubik's Cube commanded Fury to continue firing shells and playing whack-a-mole, a large group of crazy survivors rushed to the mechanical army and rushed directly to the combat robots, scratching and biting with their teeth and nails. They didn't care that the armor of the combat robots was full of blood, and they even attacked fiercely even if their nails were split and fell off. In the continuous high voltage electricity, the crazy survivors fell down one by one, twitching and unconscious.

"Oh! These people are seriously interfering with my firing!" The furious turret rotated back and forth to shake off the crazy survivors hanging on the barrel, but no matter how hard they shook, they couldn't shake them off.

The Cube scratched its mechanical head. It was really not a good situation to fire. The huge vibration and the fierce airflow of the artillery were enough to make these people scrapped, especially the few survivors in front of the barrel. If the shells flew in front of them, the fierce airflow would be enough to tear their faces apart. This was not an exaggeration. This happened in some war-torn countries before the end of the world. An insurgent who was looking out to observe the tanks outside happened to encounter the tanks firing. When the shells flew over, his face was torn off. It was horrible...