Then, the man raised the gun in his hand and aimed it directly at the innocent-looking 575: "I knew something was wrong. Who wears sunglasses over a mask? Little brother, you're quite something, bringing a robot to a place like this."
The man's voice was somewhat malicious: "To be honest, little brother, you're not the first person to bring a robot here. I can only say that here, any robot that dies earns you a point..."
Before he could finish speaking, the man, with a lewd grin, fired his gun.
575 nimbly dodged the bullet by tilting its head, and also quickly pulled its owner out of the way. With a burst of strength, it pushed off the ground.
The tall robot, carrying its owner, landed on a thick branch extending from a large tree nearby.
The man was stunned for a moment, then raised his gun, aimed, and continued to shoot.
What a grudge.
Fortunately, the man had redeemed the cheapest handgun.
This kind of handgun might be sufficient for rogue robots restricted by electronic shackles.
However, for a fully functional robot like 575, it was utterly inadequate.
The man continued to speak, "You can choose to hand over all your weapons now, and then I'll let you die..."
The next second, 575, which had placed Wen Bai on the ground, leaped forward, appearing directly in front of the man and skillfully breaking the hand holding the gun.
"Ahhhh..." Screams of agony erupted from the man's mouth.
Wen Bai, standing a few steps away, glanced over and then added expressionlessly: "There's another one."
575 received the order.
"Crack..."
The distinct sound of bone cracking echoed again.
575 immediately crushed the bone at the elbow of the man's other arm.
Shattered hand bones cannot be reattached.
"We should go," Wen Bai said, looking at the sky that was about to darken.
The tall robot returned to Wen Bai's side.
Then, Wen Bai put the sunglasses back on him.
Clearly, these were not the broken sunglasses from before.
Wen Bai, leading his robot, walked towards the deeper parts of the forest where more rogue robots were located, leaving behind the man with two crippled hands.
After Wen Bai left.
The man looked at his hands, which were too close to grasp the handgun. He painfully lowered his arms, trying to reach for his identification tag.
Players participating in the hunt game at this place had the right to quit at any time.
If anyone wished to leave, they could press the unique button on their identification tag, and personnel would come to pick them up according to the tag's location.
He desperately needed a doctor now, he needed immediate treatment.
Otherwise, his hands would be completely ruined. He didn't know if they could be saved, but the pain was unbearable.
The man lay on the ground, wriggling.
He wanted to reach into the pocket on his chest for his identification tag.
At this moment, in the silence, there was a faint sound of branches cracking underfoot.
The man, who was wriggling to get his identification tag, froze.
Then, the man stiffly, slowly turned his head.
He met a pair of icy blue eyes.
The eyes smiled at the man, and then, the man was easily grabbed by the collar of his shirt and roughly pulled up.
A hand that had been incredibly strong, in the next second, pierced through the man's chest, crushing his heart within his body.
The man was in too much pain to even let out a sound before his head lolled to the side, his limbs falling limply, and his life extinguished.
The rogue robot pulled out its blood-soaked hand, wiped it on the man's clothes, and turned away.
It glanced at another rogue robot limping nearby.
Distant voices could be heard faintly.
The rogue robot averted its gaze.
Then, it headed in the direction of the voices.
-
Although Gou Zhe was participating in this game for the first time, he still felt something was off.
Ever since they entered, the so-called players had been rushing around the forest like madmen, shouting excitedly at times.
But after Gou Zhe and Zhao Fugui entered, despite a delay of about ten minutes upon arrival, they hadn't encountered anyone else besides the man Zhao Fugui had robbed.
The two had been walking in the forest for a while, yet they hadn't even encountered a single rogue robot.
Gou Zhe's keen intuition, honed by years of living on the edge, told him that something was not right here.
As they were about to venture further in, he stopped Zhao Fugui, who was burying his head and walking forward, by grabbing his shoulder.
"Wait, I think something's wrong."
Zhao Fugui looked up: "Brother, you feel it too? There was that loud man and that long-haired woman not far from us before, but we haven't seen them since."
Gou Zhe gestured: "Give me the bag."
Zhao Fugui immediately handed the bag over with both hands to Gou Zhe.
Gou Zhe rummaged through it, picked out a few items, threw them to Zhao Fugui, and explained how to use them. He then selected a few things for himself and put them on.
Once prepared, Gou Zhe handed the bag back to Zhao Fugui: "Carry it well."
Zhao Fugui looked at Gou Zhe's serious face and also straightened his expression.
However, Zhao Fugui couldn't contain his slight excitement: "Got it!"
Then, the two walked further in.
After just a few steps, they saw a woman hanging from a tree in the distance.
It was the long-haired woman Zhao Fugui had mentioned. The woman was hanged by a very thick vine around her neck, her legs dangling in the air, her long hair gently swaying in the wind, with only one shoe on her foot.
Zhao Fugui carefully brought her down. She had no breath: "Brother, this woman is dead."
Not much further, they saw several men leaning against a tree, as if resting.
Zhao Fugui cautiously approached them. They didn't react.
He carefully kicked one of their shoulders, and the men all collapsed to the ground without exception.
Zhao Fugui looked at Gou Zhe: "Brother! They're all dead."
Gou Zhe frowned: "Mm."
"Brother, should we still go in? Everyone we've seen on the way is..."
"Human," Gou Zhe said after a moment's thought. "Fugui, you go out first, I'll go in and take a look."
Zhao Fugui's eyes widened: "Brother! Good brothers share life and death, that's how it is on TV. Aren't we good brothers!"
Gou Zhe walked over and slapped Zhao Fugui hard on the forehead with a "snap."
Gou Zhe reprimanded: "Your brother hasn't lived enough yet! I'm telling you to go notify the organizers that something has happened here. What are you thinking?! Although none of these people are good people, there are too many people here..."
Zhao Fugui still hadn't given up, suggesting: "Brother, how about we go together? It's too dangerous for you to stay here alone."
"I know what I'm doing. Don't you trust your brother? I value my life the most. If things go south, I'll retreat."