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Africa.

A small country ruled by a warlord.

On the wasteland, a large group of child soldiers stood in front of the entrance of the copy. They were dark and thin, but their eyes were particularly bright.

The eldest child in the lead was holding a broken screen mobile phone, refreshing the video one by one.

The sound in the video was stumbled into everyone's ears.

Wait until the video ends.

No one spoke.

The children just remained silent and walked towards the copy entrance.

Anyway, they are fighting and killing, and they are all killing...

The benefits of getting into a dungeon are even greater... There is no need to mention how to choose from.

...

The Pacific Ocean, an island.

A turtle walked quietly into the entrance of a copy with its short limbs.

The Security Bureau has no longer had the energy to monitor all copies, so the corresponding appearance of animal players is inevitable!

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Tokyo.

The copy of SSS2 stands at the center of Tokyo.

It looks like a king, overlooking Tokyo with a total of 312 copies of various levels.

As early as just now, in Tokyo, humans had been expelled by silicon-based organisms - these silicon-based organisms did not launch a massacre, they just expelled humans from the city, and seemed to really want to build Tokyo into the base camp of the mechanical empire and establish preliminary diplomatic relations with the human forces outside...

However, all of this was gone forever as the warrior knocked down the aircraft carrier Transformers with one punch.

The mechanical empire lost its kingdom, and silicon-based creatures fought for power and profit, fighting for their own, or surviving... In short, for a moment, the war in Tokyo was in full swing.

In the melee between silicon-based organisms and silicon-based organisms, humans survive in the cracks. These Tokyo residents who have not yet evacuated cannot be said to have lived too badly. Silicon-based organisms really did not think about massacring these unarmed humans.

But it cannot be said that you live too well...

After all, normal urban white-collar workers suddenly came to the war-torn Syria... If you can adapt, you will have ghosts, right?

And in a remote street in Tokyo.

A group of dozens of people ran quickly.

Looking at the direction, they seemed to want to go to the resettlement camp established by the Security Bureau outside Tokyo City.

The road to escape is not dangerous or shocking. Sometimes silicon-based creatures appear nearby. They glance at them but take the initiative to let them go...

Until these fugitives are tired and thirsty...

But suddenly I found that the group had arrived at the place where a copy was unconsciously.

"Mura Masato, what does this mean?"

Someone asked the leader. When he heard this, the middle-aged man named Muramasa slowly turned around and looked at everyone behind him.

The narrow eyes are as sharp as a knife.

Slowly, a hint of sneer appeared on the corner of Cunzheng's mouth.

He raised his hand, pointed to the towering building in the distance, and said aloud: "You guys! This is our home, our capital, and our territory! Now, you let me leave Tokyo like a betrayed dog. I will not do it!"

"Go to TMD Security Bureau! Go to TMD Transformers! How can you stop!"

"Have you forgotten the spirit of the great nuclear nation??"

"And now!"

The village turned around and pointed to the entrance of the copy!

"The extraordinary road is right in front of you!"

"I think we should not rely on the Empire, the Federation and the Security Service! We should regain lost land and reorganize mountains and rivers with our own hands!"

This village seemed to be a salesman before.

After a few words, my companions were filled with excitement...

And the island people generally like this. When they hear Muramasa's words, they immediately become angry and follow Muramasa into the dungeon!

But they didn't know that a camera turned into a Transformer faithfully recorded this scene on a tall building.

Accompanied by the sound of electric current, mechanical sounds came from the mouth of the camera Transformers and were quickly transmitted to the distance...

"Boss, some humans entered the Mingfu Street copy."

Several blocks away.

A silicon-based bio-made ten-meter-high, transformed from a truck, is calmly opened.

"No need to worry, that copy is too difficult, they can't survive..."

After saying that, the Truck Transformers turned their heads and looked at the spiraling entrance to the copy beside them.

Two red lights burst out from the electronics' eyes.

It said, "But the difficulty of this copy is very good..."

After saying that, it reached out and touched the copy entrance.

As the light and shadow suddenly change, this monster, shaped by the phenomenon of interference, began its journey to a newbie copy...

...

"A new urgent news is now broadcast."

"Today, leaders of various countries collectively delivered televised speeches."

“The following is the specific content of the TV speech.”

A sweet voice came from the TV. Sitting on the sofa, looking at the blonde and blue-eyed female announcer in the TV, slowly speaking in a suppressed tone, Susan sighed inexplicably.

It has been three weeks since she quit the Security Bureau...

Recalling everything that happened in the Ghost Town dungeon, Susan is still a little palpitations to this day.

Turning on the phone, turning on the oily potato, and looking at the huge number of videos about the players on it, Susan's heart couldn't help but lift it up.

The heaviness in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

Susan sat on the sofa until the night was dull...

For some reason, she picked up the phone on the desk, opened the address book, and dialed a certain number.

With the brief busy sound, a man's voice came from the microphone.

"Susan?"

"It's me, Captain Dick..."

After a brief introduction, both parties fell into silence again... until Susan spoke and whispered: "Your legs..."

Dick's cheerful voice came from the opposite side of the microphone: "The new mechanical legs are very useful..."

"But then again, you call me, maybe it's not for my legs?"

Dick's honesty made Susan blush... But thinking that Dick has always been such a person, Susan simply said: "I just want to ask about today's news..."

Before Susan finished speaking, Dick had already said first: "Yes, you guessed it right. The global dungeon system is almost impossible to control... So, we need a large number of players, more players! Regardless of death and injury, no cost!"

After talking, both sides fell silent again.

Until Dick's voice sounded softly.

He said, "Susan, I never think you are a deserter. After all, everyone's ability to bear is indeed limited."

"But the development of things will never be transferred by human will. The global copy will not care about how much you can bear."

“Either become stronger or die…”

"Now, the situation is like this. Unfortunately, even the Security Bureau has to drag the masses into the quagmire of war."

"But I must say that this is not our dereliction of duty, nor is it our mistake. After all, this war is not only a war between the Security Bureau, but also a war between everyone in the world!"

"You can really enjoy the benefits of killing life and death in front of us."

"But you have to know that this matter is not something that has nothing to do with you, it's just that someone has taken on the responsibility you should bear."

After saying that, Dick stopped talking.

He seemed to be waiting for something.

Until, Susan's voice came gently.

"Captain, I request to return to the team."
Chapter completed!