Chapter 351 - Will Become Scrap Metal

The people around him looked at their hands, legs, and arms after being yelled at by it, and found that they were all shiny metal...

There was no muscle on their bodies, and it felt very difficult to lift their feet. They were very sure that this was not their body.

They were not used to it, and they did not like this body.

The robots in the square were instantly boiling.

The voices were getting louder and louder.

It seemed that they did not intend to attack the soldiers of the alliance, because at this moment, they were busy with their own affairs.

The robots were asking the people around them, who are you, which district do you live in, is this the central city?

They thought they were in a dream at this moment.

Because only in dreams can such bizarre things happen, this must be a dream, or it is an illusion.

Yes, it must be like this, sleep again, and wake up.

A small part of them were secretly happy to get a full metal body; most of them were terrified and anxious to find their own bodies.

However, there were only robots here, and they had no idea who was who.

It was useless even if they asked.

Because they found that they could not remember their own names or where they had lived.

The only thing they could remember was some fragmentary information, which was obviously not enough for them to find their "home" immediately.

Their families were also gone.

Some robots squatted down and wanted to cry, but they lost the right to cry.

Because they no longer had any physiological needs, no need to eat, drink, defecate, urinate, shed tears, or even breathe...

They were no longer themselves.

The atmosphere in the square suddenly became very heavy. These people did not attack Qing Zhixun and the others, but were silent, sad and helpless.

What is the difference between this and entering purgatory?

Even if they hugged their partners, they could no longer feel each other's warmth and heartbeat.

If they could still find their partners.

They not only lost their heartbeats and their sense of taste, they lost everything.

How did this happen?

No one knew.

A month ago, they were still secretly happy, happy about the changes in the New Year's Day in recent years.

They thought that the freedom they once longed for had finally arrived, but they did not expect that it was obtained at the cost of losing their bodies.

Although these painful immortal robots could not make painful expressions, the sadness in the air shocked the soldiers stationed there.

These people cast hopeful eyes on the soldiers stationed in the base, and they suddenly came towards Qing Zhixun.

Soon, these robots surrounded Qing Zhixun and his team.

The robot that had just issued the warning spoke first: "You, you must have a way, right?"

Its tone was very urgent.

The tone suddenly rose, sounding very harsh. It intuitively felt that this was not its own voice. It felt that it should be a gentle girl.

It didn't want to lose its body. Although it sometimes disliked it, it was still that kind of temperature that made it feel that it was still alive.

This body now is a dead thing.

The soldiers next to Qing Zhixun marked out a safe area and warned these people to stand outside this line and not to exceed it. If they exceeded it, military means would be used.

"I am the person in charge of the East District of Yuanri Station. I have reported this problem to the Alliance. The Alliance will take at least 30 minutes to come up with an emergency plan."

This is still fast.

And this time, the Alliance has never experienced it. How to deal with it must be discussed by the Elders Council. Half an hour is the fastest speed.

After hearing what Qing Zhixun said, these people stopped shouting.

Their consciousness told them that the words of the Alliance were still worthy of trust.

They had no other choice at this moment.

Then, trust the Alliance once.

However, some unfriendly voices were still heard, "What you call thinking of a way, wouldn't it be thinking of a way to turn us into scrap metal and kill us completely?"

Qing Zhixun actually didn't want to argue with these robots who could only provoke: "You are all civilized people who have learned the history of the Alliance. Has the Alliance ever abandoned any galaxy in history?"

"This..."

These robots looked at each other, their memories were very confused now, and they didn't know what the Alliance had done for its galaxy.

However, the belief deeply rooted in their consciousness told them that this person's words could be trusted.

Those consciousnesses who were secretly happy about gaining eternal life did not show much joy.

These robots decided to follow the arrangements of the base, find an opportunity to go to Yuanri's base, and then act at that time.

There was a voice commanding them.

They didn't know who it was, but they would obey unconditionally.

Qing Zhixun didn't completely trust these robots. He estimated that some of them wanted to get their bodies back, but not all of them.

Thousands of years of mechanical star education could not be reversed overnight.

The Alliance had rescued citizens of other galaxies several times. This was a history that every citizen of the Alliance would know after going to school.

"Sir, sir, my memory is a little confused now. I, I don't remember where I live, my name... I, I want to go home..."

After saying that, the robot that issued the warning cried out.

However, there was no tear in the empty eyes, and they looked very helpless.

Their appearance was made of a model and could not be distinguished at all.

Qing Zhixun gave Qing Sansui an order to follow other soldiers and number the robots.

"Our people will put you in place after receiving the order, please don't worry."

"Oh, okay, okay." The mechanical voice sounded a little impurity.

These are not the best-crafted robots. They are rough, bulky, and have shoddy accessories. They are incompatible with other robots in the alliance.

Qing, who is now standing next to Qing Zhixun, is three years old and already knows how to stand out from the crowd.

Those immortal robots who had their heads lowered and were waiting for arrangements had no envy in their empty eyes. However, the look in their eyes towards Qing Sansui was caught by it.

Qing Sansui whispered to Qing Zhixun expressionlessly: "Master Xun, these robots are coveting my body."

"Sure?"

"OK. If there are no errors in the program you designed for me."

Qing Zhixun followed Qing Sansui's gaze and found that the immortal robots had their heads lowered, as if they were waiting as if it had nothing to do with them.

There is no difference in their appearance. In order to distinguish them, Qing Zhixun asked Qing Sansui to secretly mark these immortal robots when they were numbered.

He also told it to record it whenever it senses an unfriendly look.

The paint used by Qing Sansui to make marks cannot be removed with other substances.

Moreover, it was done so secretly that these immortal robots did not notice it at all.

It walked around among these robots and received many unusual looks.

It records all of this.

These consciousnesses dare to think about its innocent and beautiful body. They are really impatient with life.