After two brief seconds of dead silence, the explosion came. Some people were already kneeling on the floor with their hands raised high, while others tried to smash through the windows and escape.
But when they crowded toward the windows, they discovered that a large number of robots had already gathered outside.
They raised their heads, as if watching them.
In an instant, everything fell silent.
When the last gentleman turned around and tried to kneel, a flash of light he had never seen before flickered through his mind. Immediately afterward, he experienced everything Mr. Walk Around had felt during those final thirty seconds of despair.
The world tilted. He reached out with both hands, trying to hold on to something, but in the end, he could not keep anything.
He fell onto his own intestines. The pain made his temples throb. His face turned pale, and the blood loss deprived his brain of oxygen, making him dizzy.
"Save me..." He gasped for breath and looked pleadingly at the robot. "I'll cooperate with anything!"
But the next second, his head was crushed beneath a foot as well! Several of the gentlemen suddenly went limp and collapsed to the ground. They had uploaded their lives and had already been modified into Digital Life.
But the moment they entered the server, they felt a force they had never encountered before slowly "erasing" them.
They were like chalk writing on a blackboard, while a mischievous, disobedient hand wielded a completely harmless eraser and slowly, methodically wiped them from the world! This was irreversible deletion. In despair, the last Chaos Code stopped pulsing. It was still there, but it was no longer "him." He was dead.
The slaughter erupted quickly and ended just as quickly. The Octopus Clan's Commander was still assisting those adorable