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A severe pain came from my chest. I felt something cold and sharp pierced into my chest, and maybe pierced my blood vessels. I lowered my head and saw a silver dart.

I was hit by a bullet! I was hit by a bullet!

I gasped and covered the dart in my chest with my hands in fear, but soon, a strong sense of dizziness surged into my brain. I was already dizzy because of the naval battle of Emperor Fa just now, and my eyes turned black. My whole body's center of gravity fell down and I knew nothing.

What woke me up was the voice of an old man. I opened my eyes in a daze. The first thing I saw was the white-bearded old man named Smith who shot me out of the past. He was wearing a military uniform and holding an instrument device in his hand. Next to him, there were four or five elderly people about his age.

"Are you awake?" Seeing me, Old Man Smith spoke, speaking Chinese that was not very fluent, with a look of vigilance in his eyes.

Seeing the old man, I remembered that my chest was hit by a bullet just now. I hurriedly reached out to touch it, but I saw that my chest was still intact, and there was no hole I imagined except for a small red dot. I breathed a sigh of relief.

"I... am I still alive?" I asked with some fear. I looked around, heading for me in a narrow room like an operating room, with lights everywhere.

Hearing my words, the room burst into laughter.

"You are not dead." Old Smith couldn't help laughing, "We just knocked you out with anesthesia bullets because we were not sure whether you were an enemy or a friend or a spy sent by a robot. During the time you fainted, we had strictly checked your body and confirmed that you were an ordinary person."

"Now it seems that you are not like those sent by Ai. If you are really spies sent by Ai, you should resist when I shot you just now. After all, you are spies who have sacrificed thousands of ships to gain our trust. You cannot die so casually at my gun. This does not conform to the most economic thinking of those Ai. Of course, it is not ruled out that those Ai are smarter, and it is obvious that I am anesthesia bomb." Old Man Smith said, touching his long white beard.

It seemed that the old man was willing to believe me, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief. But the old man quickly took out another strange watch and put it on my wrist, saying:

"However, we still can't believe you completely. We have not been able to find information about your identity and background from the database of the A1 base under the sea. So your identity is still blank for us. As for the other person on the same boat as you, we have found his information. He is Loli Julius Sisa, an aboriginal of the Ai base under the sea, and a recruit who has just joined the army for less than half a year."

He also told me about the identity of Brother Loli. It seems that these people know Brother Loli, but they don’t know me.

"The one you are wearing is just a lie detector. Next I will ask you some questions. If you tell a lie, we will know immediately, so you must tell us the answer to the question we asked you truthfully, do you know?"

Lie detector? I immediately became nervous. What should I do? If they knew I was not from this world, would they kill me? My heart was pounding, and when I saw the furrowed eyebrows of Mr. Smith, I felt as scary as a sword straddled around my neck.

Old Man Smith didn't give me much time. He stared at me and asked in a tone that looked like interrogation:

"Your name?"

"Luo, Luo Rong." I stammered.

"Where are you from? You are not from the A1 base, are you?" asked Old Man Smith.

My heart thumped, and even my chin was sweating. How should I answer? Tell the truth, but if I told them that I came from another world, wouldn't it be even more irrelevant? Wouldn't they not believe me even more? But if I made up a lie and told them, they would see through it.

Anyway, I can't tell lies. But I can't tell the truth...

what to do?

Maybe I was ignorant, but suddenly, I had an idea and said nervously:

"I...I, I am not from you. But, I, I, I, I, are definitely not from robots...I am from China...I think I should be on your side..."

Since the lie detector can measure whether I have lie, then naturally I know that the truth is that I am not a robot.

"China?" Hearing my words, Old Man Smith frowned fiercely, and my heart was also thumping.

An old man next to him said: "China, isn't this the name of an Asian country a long time ago? That's a human country that had not passed the Turing test. Why is it called such an ancient country? Or is it the code name of which organization is this?"

I was silent, not sure what to say. I knew that my thoughts and theirs were not of the same era, and it was indeed difficult to communicate.

"You came from land, right?" An old man sitting next to me, with short beards and yellow skin, suddenly asked me, "I have studied ancient Chinese. The style and vocabulary you speak are very similar to the words of ancient Chinese, not like the speaking style of our modern people. I guess you must be a human from the mainland, right?"

Unexpectedly, my Chinese saved me instead. I hurriedly nodded with gratitude, and tears of fear flowed out of my eyes.

Old Man Smith squinted one eye, looked at the yellow-skinned old man, then looked at me, and said in confusion:

"Are there any remaining human organizations on the mainland now? According to our information, since the nuclear winter, not many people have survived on the mainland. Even if there are, there are some mutated deformed mutant people. They survive by eating garbage and corpses. There are no formal human organizations."

I lowered my head with tears in my heart and said nervously:

"It was originally...but now...nothing..." What I said was the truth, because to me, the mainland was my motherland, but in this era, my motherland was no longer there, so a lie detector could not be measured.

Thinking that I was involved in the God Game and might never see my relatives again, I couldn't help but shed tears. I really want to go home. Although I was always bullied at my original home, at least I was familiar with that place.

"I mean you are the only one left in the human organization on the mainland, right?"

"Well..." I nodded and couldn't help but rub my sore eyes.

"Then how did you come into our escape boat? What is your relationship with Brother Loli? How did you meet?" Smith asked sternly.

I lowered my head and said:

"Yes, it's brother Loli... He saved me. I, when I woke up, was already in the nuclear submarine... I don't know much about the others. There were five people with me, and they were all dead..."

"Did the personnel on the Leviathan nuclear submarine rescue you?" Smith frowned and thought, "But now that nuclear submarine has been sunk by Ai's quantum mines, it is unlikely to ask the dead about the passing."

I lowered my head and tears fell down. I kept rubbing with my hands. The more I rubbed my eyes, the more wettered my eyes became.

Seeing me crying, Old Man Smith frowned, patted my shoulder, looked at the watch on my wrist, and said:

"Okay, let's just ask here first. It's inappropriate to uncover people's scars now. And it seems that the lie detector has not detected signs of lying. You should be a person worthy of our trust. After all, being able to sink a thousand two hundred Ai ships is easy to destroy our unarmed human escape fleet, but you didn't do that, which is enough to prove that you have no hostility to us. Now the survivors of our A1 base have just escaped from the brink of death, and they are all desperate. You are the only hero in their minds, and even become a mythical existence. If you are not really standing in A1,

The one over there is, but the people on our side. I want to ask you to play the role of heroes, wipe away tears, and heal the inner trauma of the poor survivors. Also, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the commander of the First Battalion of the Human Escape Fleet and the captain of the Water Dragon. James Smith. They are my deputy, namely the first mate Alex, the second mate Rosenberg, the third mate Zhou Yuan, the commander Zod and the sailor Chang Lei..." Captain Smith introduced me one by one the identities of several other old men present. I learned that the yellow-skinned old man was named Zhou Yuan, the third mate, and seemed to have Chinese blood.

From the old man's description, I know that because of this attack by Ai, one of the two submarine bases left by humans has been completely destroyed. There were originally 500,000 people in this submarine base, but now less than one-fifth of them survived. If the human fleeing fleet was pursued by Ai's 1,000 quantum stealth fleet, there would probably be no living left. Captain Smith and the others believed that the people at the Human Base 1 would definitely die this time, and they were even ready to die.

However, the Imperial Law easily sank a fleet of 1,200 Ai, staged a mythical feat, but saved them. It was precisely because the Imperial Law's actions were too shocking that they could not believe that we were humans, but instead thought we were spies sent by robots.

Where I am now is the last submarine base of human beings, the emergency room of base a2. This is the largest submarine base for human beings and the only remaining submarine base. If this submarine base is also destroyed, then there will be no human beings on earth.

However, Captain Smith and the others seemed to have misunderstood me. They regarded me as the hero who destroyed 1,200 Ai ships. In fact, the real hero is the Imperial Law, not me at all...

"How about it, can you help us? The people are very depressed, their thoughts are negative and pessimistic, and some even start to commit suicide. It's hard for us to control the scene, only you can help us."

Captain Smith looked at me helplessly, "As long as you are on our side and you have proposed conditions that do not exceed the bottom line, we will agree to you as much as possible."

I swallowed hard, clenched my fists, and said without confidence:

"If you really believe me, I...I will try as much as possible."

"How come you, a young man, are you so unconfident in yourself? If we hadn't known the ability of Brother Loli and he was even more timid and unconfident than you, I wouldn't believe that you would be a legendary figure who sank 1,200 ships. I said, if even a genius like you are not confident, then what chance of winning are we humans? Haha, do you think so?" An old man with a red nose patted my shoulder heavily and said with a smile. He was the first mate Alex.

Genius...hero...savior...

These over-reputable titles were constantly added to my head, and I couldn't help but feel a little ashamed and nervous, because only I knew that these titles did not belong to me at all, but to a crazier character... What would they think if they knew that I was not a real savior?

"That... brother Loli who is with me... how is he like?" I stuttered.

"Oh, he has been interrogated before, and now he is resting in the refugee camp. I will let you meet in a while." Captain Smith said, "Is there any other question?"

I looked around and found that my body had been wiped and I changed into a white tights. It seemed that they had changed it to me after checking my body.

"Me, my book... I carried a book with me before... Where did that book go?" I asked carefully.

"Oh, you mean the novel called "The World of Machinery"? You're in the storage room with your belongings, you can get them anytime if you want them." Captain Smith said, "Is that book important to you?"

I nodded heavily, and kept saying no. That book was an important item that could destroy this world, and I must not lose it.

I felt a little relieved when I heard that the book was safe and sound.

"I want to go out and have a look...is it OK?" I asked.

Captain Smith exchanged glances with the others and said:

"Of course, but you have to wear this watch on your hand, which is the instrument that detects your life reaction and your location so that you don't get lost."

I lowered my head, looked at the watch on my wrist, and looked at the miniature scale dial on the watch and the numbers emitting dark green fluorescent on it. I knew that although they said it nicely to avoid me from getting separated, this thing is actually the tool they used to monitor and track me.

Soon I was allowed to leave the emergency room. I took my book "Mechanical World" and carried a bag with me. I walked out of the emergency room under Captain Smith's guidance. But as soon as the door was opened, I heard a scream from girls.

"Come here, come here!"

"He's coming out!"

"Really, I saw him!"

"He is so thinner, much thinner than I thought..."

I felt a dazzling light in front of me. After I got used to it, I found that in front of me was a red cordon isolated by a fence. Outside the cordon, there were more than a dozen girls standing, all around fifteen or sixteen years old. They gathered at the front of the cordon, chattering excitedly, staring at me with watery eyes wide open, and taking pictures at me with thin instruments in my hands, as if they were cameras or something. I noticed that several of the girls were seen before I was unconscious. The girl in a floral dress, with drooping black hair, shiny big eyes and snow-white skin squeezed towards the direction of the cordon with another blond and blue-eyed girl.

And even behind them, there was a large area of ​​adults standing in a dusty area. Everyone stared wide and tried to squeeze into the cordon to see how I looked, as if I had really become a hero. What made me strange was that I found that most of these micro-subjects were women and young children, and the ratio of men and women was only three to seven at most.

"Why are most of them women..." I couldn't help but talk to myself.

"Because most of the young people have participated in the war, and when we escape, our principle is to let children and women leave first, so most of the people who escaped this time are women." Captain Smith immediately sighed and explained a few words.

I was shocked, and I didn't expect Captain Smith to have such good ears.

I looked at the faces of my people who were full of expectations and looked at the faces of my people like looking at the gods. I felt a very wonderful feeling in my heart. From childhood to adulthood, I have never been seen with such anticipation and admiration. Isn’t this kind of vision the eyes that others have always been looking forward to?

It would be great if I was really the hero they thought, so I could be treated like this by them all the time... But I was very scared, I was afraid that if I exposed the truth about sinking 1,200 ships, their admiration now would turn into disappointment, anger and even ridicule. Thinking of such a scene, I shuddered.

The guards evacuated the onlookers and pulled away the girls who were behind the cordon, and the girls were reluctantly pulled by the guards.

"Ahhhh, don't pull me, I'll just take a look, just take a look!"

"Yes, he is the great hero who saved us. Why can't we watch?" Several girls angrily shouted at the guards who wanted to pull them away.

"Hero, look at me, look at me!" Several girls screamed wildly, making my face hot, and I felt very embarrassed.

"He blushed, so cute!" a girl with braids said excitedly.

The black-haired and white-skinned girl in a shabby floral dress broke free from the guards' block, passed the cordon, and ran to me in an interest. She took a wreath of olive branch from her neck, put it on my head, and said to me with a smile:

"Hero, although I don't know where you are from, I still thank you for saving us. You are so amazing. You are my idol. My name is Xueluo. Please let me thank you on behalf of everyone." As he said that, the girl pursed her lips and leaned over to her face and kissed her gently on my left face. Cheers and applause suddenly erupted from the crowd around her.

I immediately took two steps back in panic, my cheeks became hot, and a feeling I had never seen before suddenly appeared in my heart, and the girl smiled creakingly. She brushed her long eyelashes and asked me expectantly:
To be continued...