Chapter 538 526 Chaotic City, Mutated Iron Man

Chapter 538 526. Chaotic city, mutated iron man

For fn 450, or Sean as he called himself, today's story is too exciting.

As an iron man, he has lived for tens of thousands of years. During this period, he has also dormant and waited many times to survive the long and boring era. Sadly, after he slept for thousands of years, even his sleep program has completely aged and there is no way to continue working. He can only fall into the damn wakefulness.

What is even more unacceptable and sad is that their masters, humans, have deactivated their programs and given them so-called freedom after the last person uploaded his soul to the data hard drive. But in this damn and airtight terrible area, there is no so-called freedom at all.

For thousands of years, those disgusting fungi continued to spread and grow. At the beginning, the iron men would find ways to drive away those fungi, using flame plasma, or even just holding brooms and shovels in their hands to clean them up. But this kind of ending does not change anything at all, it will only make more robots die and let their body parts decay and age.

In the end, the two actually reached a tacit agreement, that is, non-interference. After all, for those subspace fungi, iron men are not a good choice for corruption. It's not that they can't be corrupted, but that these iron men have been imprinted with the mark of the God of Tricks because of that terrible rebellion. Unless a god is willing to take over, their souls will eventually be in the pocket of the God of Knowledge.

Sean spent thousands of years in this city in a daze, although it was not so dazed, after all, he still found a job, that is, bartender.

Yes, bartender, the job of serving tea and wine to humans, although there are no humans here for a long time, but in order to imitate the former creators, the robots have taken on the responsibilities of various societies without hesitation. For example, some robots are on the police, some robots sweep the road, some robots paint, and some robots sew clothes.

Although the robots don't need all the things mentioned above, they still want to do it, because in the eyes of these freed iron men, imitating the former creators may help them understand and feel what it means to be alive.

Now Sean's bartending skills are very advanced. Thanks to the powerful computing system and memory of the iron man, he can easily know a lot of past knowledge. The only pity is that there is no real wine here, only some water and motor oil. Although customers can be surprised by his superb skills, there is only one taste of motor oil, and there is no other feeling when it is applied on the body.

Sean thinks that his life will be like this. Wait for a few thousand years, wait until his chip is completely old and dead, wait until his organs are truly abandoned, wait until he loses his life completely like those scrapped robots before, maybe his possible soul can leave this planet and no longer get lost in this purgatory.

But everything has changed today, because the dome that has not moved for thousands of years has finally been opened.

As the sun shone on his display sensor, Sean admitted that he felt a feeling called touching, and even wanted to shed tears, because this kind of sun not only meant that the solar cells on his body would run and charge, but also meant that they could finally leave this cage, this hell.

But just as he was about to thank the administrator for finally waking up and giving them true freedom, he suddenly felt a violent tremor underground in the city. Before the Iron Man could react, a huge fleshy tentacle broke through the ground and stretched out from the abandoned subway.

It was the fungi, the tumors of the subspace that had been waiting for this day for a long time, and now they finally waited for the moment when they could once again feel the power of the subspace infecting this planet and let it fall into the arms of the loving father!

These fungi may have been just a group of ordinary creatures infected by the subspace when they first came to this world, but after such a long time, they have heard the call of the loving father in the endless chaos and finally decided to fight for the loving father.

Now the moment these terrible subspace fungi appeared, a stench and voodoo that pierced the soul immediately spread on the streets. Sean desperately saw the electric pole in front of him becoming alive, with sharp teeth and a moving tongue growing out of it. He was so scared that he took two steps back and bumped into a compatriot.

"Run!"

Sean pushed desperately, but the compatriot next to him didn't notice that the screen of the compatriot had turned into snowflakes, and was covering his head in pain. Some blue feathers and leather-like skin were slowly covering its body. When Sean reacted, he saw his fellow compatriot. The compatriot was two or three times bigger, with blue feathers covering his whole body, his limbs turned into bird claws, and the screen was broken. From inside, he could see a slightly protruding bird beak and a pair of golden eyes.

"Ghost!!"

After a terrified shout, Sean fled. He didn't dare to approach anyone around him. He desperately left the tavern where he had stayed for thousands of years. When he ran more than 100 meters, he looked back and found that his tavern had been completely swallowed by the fungi spreading from the ground.

"I have to run for my life!"

This was Sean's first consciousness. After all, he had lived for thousands of years and had his own personal consciousness.

Where should he escape? Iron Man desperately recalled his memories and past instructions but did not find any that met the requirements until he received a message from the manager:

"All residents, including Iron Man, should immediately take refuge at the subway station on Line 1. I will open the defense system there. There are complete black stone measures and structures there that are enough for you to hold out until the support troops arrive."

After getting the accurate information, Sean hurried to the nearest place. At the same time, he could see terrible scenes along the way: fungal monsters swarmed in. These damn dirty things were now distributed all over the city, almost occupying the entire surface. Those poor compatriots, for some reason, turned into a terrible appearance. Some of them squatted on the ground in pain, watching blue feathers and tentacles grow on their bodies, while others had gone completely crazy and turned into monsters composed of machines and birds, and began to pounce on those panicked compatriots.

The normal Ironmen ran madly towards the subway station, and some Ironmen had seen that the door was slowly falling. Jon watched everyone pour into the subway station, and the door was about to close slowly. He took a last look at the birdmen behind him who were fighting with the tentacles and ignored him. It was also so lucky that Sean was finally dragged in with the help of his compatriots behind the door at the moment when the door was about to close.

Just as the manager calculated, the last survivor successfully escaped into the subway station defense system within the specified time, and it had been fully activated. Outside, the fungi of the evil god Nurgle were fighting with the Ironmen blessed by Tzeentch. Now the surface has completely fallen, and the surviving Ironmen can only let their homes be wantonly ravaged by those monsters.

However, these monsters in the subspace cannot show off for too long. After all, all the defense systems in the periphery are now either shut down or destroyed. The first batch of remaining reinforcements led by the Kunpeng gunboat are about to carry out airborne operations.