"Xiao Tan, how about you teleport first? Next is a narrow escape." Feng Bujue said.

　　"You say this kind of line, just don't let me go?" Wang Tanzhi said: "How shameless would I be to send it after hearing this sentence?"

　　"Heh..." Feng Bujue smiled, took out the Winchester and threw it to Wang Tanzhi, and gave him another box of ammo.

　　Xiaotan has already mastered the gun specialization through practice at the gun shop, so there is no problem in using it.

　　"Hey! Two generals!" Feng Bujue shouted as he walked towards the group of blood wolf zombies: "I will help you for three more minutes at most. Please be blessed." After that, he hung up two bunches of garlic again, chewed two cloves in his mouth, pipe wrench in one hand, and a kitchen knife in the other, and stood on the route where the blood wolf zombies came.

　　Xiao Tan also took out the garlic he had prepared in his luggage and chewed it, and stood on the other side with a Winchester in his hand, forming an angle with Feng Bujue's position, guarding the road together to protect Pan Feng. The stage where He Huaxiong was located was not flooded by monsters.

　　"Being helped by the players to this point, it would be too embarrassing to let the derivative run away in the end." Pan Feng said to Hua Xiong during the battle.

　　"The current situation is already ugly." Hua Xiong continued: "After letting the mutants escape at the Alab Building, things inevitably developed towards this situation. Now this is not bad."

　　Pan Feng also said: "The key is that we underestimated this derivative... By the way, what is X-23?"

　　"Who knows, it's the robot number?" Hua Xiong said.

　　"Isn't it impolite for you to discuss a lady face to face?" the derivative said suddenly.

　　Pan Hua and the two of them were shocked, they had never encountered or heard of derivatives with language ability. In the horror paradise, monsters generally only speak when the plot needs or in battle, and the dialogue is systematically arranged and in line with the role settings. The fourth-level derivatives are basically silent, and the way they communicate and interact with monsters is also unknown. Unexpectedly, the third-level derivative in front of him would actually respond to a random topic.

　　"You seem to be surprised?" The derivative's claws swept to both sides, forcing the opponent back two steps, then jumped up on the spot, and flew upside down with a straight backflip to a distance of five or six meters, keeping a distance from the two , "Of course I can answer your questions because I am self-aware. I also know who you are because I know who 'I' is.

　　You see us as data crap, but do you know what it's like to be crap? Since the day we were born, we have been continuously thrown into various worlds and hunted down by a higher-dimensional creature. Once we 'die', we will be erased by the system, and as long as we are 'alive', hunted down will not stop.

　　But you, even if you are killed here, your real life will not be endangered. The two of you, and the two over there, are just the projections of high-dimensional creatures displayed in front of me, and they are still enhanced projections. This kind of unfair fighting is the whole experience of my life. My birth is a mistake, and my disappearance is my only way back. But as a set of data, I have the instinct that I can't stop fighting, and I can't stop fighting for survival and evolution.

　　I don't have a choice, but you have, but you won't let me go, will you? For you, giving up and failure are the same, but leaving this world actively or passively. "

　　"This AI talks too much..." Pan Feng said, "Is it delaying time?"

　　Hua Xiong replied: "It's very possible, we have to hurry up, even if the two boys last for three minutes, they will be teleported."

　　They were not affected by the derivative's words, and thus were shaken. In fact, they didn't care to listen to what the monster said.

　　"Huh...playing the piano to a cow..." The derivative sneered, her face showed a kind of discouraged determination: "Want to see what the X-23 looks like?" The steel claws of her hands happened immediately. Changes, put away a few each, leaving only two steel blades in each hand. And between the toes of her bare feet, a steel blade unexpectedly popped out at this moment.

　　"What's going on?" Pan Feng and Hua Xiong were both shocked by the changes in front of them. Could it be that this derivative can gradually improve his strength before the end of the script?

　　They haven't figured out the way yet, and the derivative has come up again. This time, she has more abundant attack methods. In addition to waving the steel claws on the front of her hands, her long legs are even more dangerous. The word split, the steel knife on the tip of the toe swirled, and it had a killing range that was not inferior to that of a long-handled weapon.

　　Not only did the two fail to find a quick solution, but they also gradually lost ground.

　　Feng Bujue heard the conversation between the derivatives and them, and was always paying attention to the situation here, but he had no time to withdraw. Right now, he is under more pressure than when he was stuck in the elevator alone. He has been bitten and caught several times, and he has also been in the [Bleeding] state, and his survival value has dropped slowly, reaching 50 %the following.

　　At this moment, Feng Bujue, who was red-eyed, looked more like a monster than a monster. He waved the two short weapons in his hands, and fought fiercely with those blood wolf zombies whose strength and speed were almost the same as his own or even stronger. His whole body was bathed in blood. The effect of garlic still exists, but it is negligible. The strong smell of blood almost covers everything. The smell of garlic can only make those monsters move a little slower when they are very close to Feng Bujue.

　　Xiao Tan was also quite embarrassed. Although he barely blocked the first few monsters with the Winchester, when dozens of monsters rushed over from behind, he could only occupy and retreat. Even so, he still fell into a siege, had to take out the kitchen knife again, and used the second [Retreat Quick Cut].

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　　Although this title skill is easy to use, it consumes 30% of the upper limit of physical energy each time, that is to say, even if his physical energy is full, he can use it up to three times in a short period of time. What's more, Xiao Tan was not satisfied with his physical strength when he entered the basketball hall. After two runs, he fell into a state of extremely low physical strength, and the feeling of exhaustion had already begun to affect his actions.

　　At this moment, Feng Bujue was alone responsible for more than 70% of the monster attacks, Xiaotan only lured 30% away, and monsters continued to pour in from various intersections, an endless stream.

　　In the dark basketball arena, the sound of howling, clanging, gunshots, chopping meat, biting... was caught together.

　　Both Feng Bujue and Wang Tanzhi's flashlights fell to the ground and were crushed by monsters. At this time, they don't need any lighting equipment. They can fight by looking at those red eyes in the dark, and even attack randomly. Neither will fall in the void.

　　The number of those eyes... too many, they proclaim a deep despair.

　　At this time, only seventy seconds had passed since Dr. Ashford's mutant died.

　　I don’t know when, under the influence of countless zombie movies, people gradually think that the zombie-infested setting of Resident Evil is a relatively simple horror world. It's the hardest kind. For ordinary people, there is no "simple" horror world, any kind of slight danger may be fatal, not to mention this tide of monster siege.

　　Two system prompts sounded almost simultaneously, announcing an unexpected and reasonable thing:

　　[Team member: Pan Feng, the unparalleled admiral, has died. 】

　　[Team member: Thousands of people cut Hua Xiong, dead. 】

　　"Teleport!" Feng Bujue yelled out his voice almost at the top of his lungs. He knew that Xiaotan was still alive, but he probably wouldn't live for a few seconds. At this moment, they had no reason to stay in this script, so they had to hurry up. leave.

　　"Understood!" Xiao Tan was pressed to the ground by five or six monsters, his left leg and right shoulder were already bitten and bleeding profusely, but he still did not forget to respond before sending.

　　When he disappeared into white light, he slightly illuminated an area of the stand. Feng Bujue knew that he had successfully teleported, and was about to leave. At this moment, something unbelievable happened to him.

　　The lights in the arena came on, and the monsters suddenly stopped.

　　They stopped attacking and left Feng Bujue's side.

　　Feng Bujue was only half a second away from selecting teleportation in the menu, but he didn't expect a sudden change, which made him brake quickly.

　　The blood wolf zombies set aside an area around it, forming a circle. On one side of the corpse circle, the monster retreated to both sides, leaving a one-meter-wide passage.

　　A graceful figure came from there. She was wearing a tuxedo, trousers, bare feet, and a lot of blood on her body. There were scratch marks on her cuffs, ribs, and trouser legs, but through these cuts, only a few touches of dazzlingly white skin could be seen, and those scars had already healed.

　　She walked up to Feng Bujue, and stretched out her hand kindly, palm up, as if trying to help him up.

　　Feng Bujue also accepted her kindness, took her hand and stood up unsteadily. At this moment, he was very curious, what exactly does this AI want to do?

　　"You... are different from everyone else," she said.

　　Feng Bujue smiled and said, "Although I'm a little bit more handsome than them, you have to point it out before they die or leave before it makes sense."

　　"They... didn't die, did they?" She ignored Feng Bujue's words and asked herself.

　　"Didn't you already know?" Feng Bujue asked.

　　"I know, but I'd like to hear from one of 'you', for sure," she said.

　　"Yes, they didn't die, it's just that their consciousness returned to a certain space." Feng Bujue asked immediately: "You said that I am different from other people, what exactly do you mean?"

　　"You..." She stared at Feng Bujue, walked around him, and said, "You are similar to me, you are 'incomplete'."

　　Feng Bujue's heart shuddered, and he thought: This AI can actually see that my fright value is abnormal?

　　"In your world, are you also an abnormal set of data?" she asked.

　　"Heh... that's right." Feng Bujue laughed.

　　"Don't they know about your anomaly?" she asked.

　　Feng Bujue seemed to have understood the core of the problem, he replied: "You want to ask, why my 'abnormal' data has not been erased?"

　　She nodded and continued to stare into Feng Bujue's eyes, waiting for an answer.

　　"Hmm..." Feng Bujue thought for a while: "In our world, 'abnormal' people like me are acceptable, I... just like you said, due to some reasons, I became 'Incomplete', but this is not my active choice, so I can get understanding, even sympathy, and help." He paused: "There are also some people whose behavior is called 'criminal', and the abnormality of these people is not Not physically manifested, but they take the initiative to 'break the rules' and 'harm other individuals', these people will be punished, and the serious ones will be killed in a real sense."

　　"Is this how your world cleans up 'garbage'?" she asked. "Born as garbage, you can be forgiven, but choose to be garbage, and be punished."

　　Feng Bujue laughed dryly: "Although you sum it up like this...it sounds harsh and one-sided, but it seems to be the case."

　　"The higher-dimensional creatures who created you won't interfere with you?" she asked again.

　　"Uh..." Feng Bujue was stopped by her question: "To be honest, we don't know if there are any higher-dimensional creatures. Even if there are, we can't understand them at the moment. Maybe they don't want to interfere with us, maybe They have already implanted 'interference' into our minds, causing us to do what they want while we cannot guess their existence."

　　She might not be able to understand Feng Bujue's words, or maybe she just needed time to digest them.

　　She was silent for a long time, the time had already exceeded Feng Bujue's teleportation limit, but Feng Bujue was not sent away.

　　"Can you stop the system from sending me away?" he asked.

　　"I can extend this time." She replied: "I..." She paused: "There are many things that can be done..."

　　Feng Bujue understood that this derivative was already quite powerful, so he tentatively asked, "Are you already a secondary derivative now?"

　　"Second-level derivatives..." She thought thoughtfully: "Do you mean...they?" She actually laughed, showing her fangs: "No, this kind of battle is not enough for me become equal to them."

　　When Feng Bujue heard this sentence, he could basically confirm that the information Pan Feng and Hua Xiong had was incomplete. It seemed that there was a big problem with Dream Company.

　　"I'm glad," she said. "You're willing to listen to me and answer my questions, even though you were part of the hunt to kill me."

　　"Your lord has a large number... As the saying goes, at this time and at that time, I am absolutely friendly now, no, I have already betrayed from the human side..." Feng Bujue thought that the other party had forgotten to chase and kill this guy. The other party mentioned again that he was really worried that he would be trapped here and could not go offline.

　　"Can I use the name you gave me?" she asked suddenly.

　　"X-23?" Feng Bujue asked, he was taken aback for a moment: "Don't you have a name?"

　　"Of course not." She replied: "This name won't be used for long, I will die." She said this in a straightforward tone, but it made people feel bitter and helpless, "But I Thinking, I should have a name, and the name can prove that I have existed."

　　Feng Bujue was silent for a few seconds, then sighed: "You are right, derivative twenty-three, at least I will remember that you existed."

　　Twenty-Three tried hard to put on a friendly smile that was not so scary: "Let's stop talking here, I don't think we will meet again, maybe when you log in to the game next time, I will have been cleared." She paused After a while: "So, farewell, from another dimension, my friend... crazy."