Simply Unreasonable!

Yan Fushou shook his head, quickly putting aside the questions in his mind about why they were dissatisfied, and continued to advance into the dungeon.

The next level is called the Beacon.

After experiencing the previous Effect and Cause's wildly imaginative gameplay, Yan Fushou thought this would be another cool level.

But as the process progressed, he discovered that it wasn't true.

How to put it... this stage is a feedback stage.

It was a feedback loop that could reignite the passion in his middle-aged heart.

In an attempt to contact the Militia, he and BT arrived at the Beacon previously controlled by the Militia, but the Beacon could not be activated.

In order to restart the Beacon, Yan Fushou had to leave BT and venture alone into a dangerous place to retrieve a device.

But that place was not built for humans at all, and ordinary people could not pass through it.

Just to make contact with the Militia, Yan Fushou, the Pilot, had to go. The location was ingeniously designed, with bottomless Abyss and exposed cables everywhere.

Yan Fushou needs to skillfully use his Jump Kit to scale walls and leap across the intricate Abyss and abysses to retrieve his target items.

When he first jumped, the soldiers said, "Is he the Pilot? Only a madman would jump over there."

After Yan Fushou jumped over...

They would shout, "Impressive! Pilot! Those moves were real skill!" "Sir, you're a top- Pilot!"

Complete the mission along the way.

A constant stream of compliments.

The NPCs' astonishment was the most direct feedback on the pure skill Yan Fushou displayed on the brink of life and death.

This pure and unadulterated emotional value made this bald, middle-aged man, who had long been accustomed to the cold reality, burst into laughter.

Yes.

This was the first time Yan Fushou had ever received such flattery in a dungeon.

Especially considering that the character he was playing, the Pilot, was originally just a rifleman.

That subtle sense of accomplishment is truly—comfortable for both body and mind!

He was just a rifleman! Yet he was so outstanding!

It's hard to believe that a dungeon could provide such direct positive feedback.

Awesome.

But this is merely a prelude.

What impressed Yan Fushou the most about this stage was what happened later.

When the Militia at the control center activated the interstellar the Beacon using the device retrieved by Yan Fushou, a new problem arose.

The enemy, the IMC, is heading this way.

The connection locking module was also turned off.

If broadcasting is insisted upon, the IMC will also receive the message, and the module will need to be manually repaired.

Next...

[Pilot, looks like we'll have to rely on you again.]

When BT's voice rang out, Yan Fushou knew what was about to happen.

He piloted BT out of the control room and headed towards the Beacon.

soon.

He arrived at the designated location.

But that so-called connection locking module is very far away, and below it is a bottomless Abyss.

It's impossible to jump over it.

[Pilot, my analysis shows that throwing is the only way. I can throw you over there.]

As BT answered, he lowered the mech's center of gravity and assumed a throwing stance.

Yan Fushou maneuvered his character to the side of its right arm, where it was about to throw.

BT lifted him up, pointed to the target with his other hand, and began to calculate.

[Wind force 3, wind direction 274, distance 95 meters, throwing mass 89 kg]

After the calculation is complete.

BT paused, then turned its intelligence core, which seemed rather small compared to its massive body, and looked at Yan Fushou.

[Believe me.]

Next.

It ran forward a few steps quickly and threw Yan Fushou away with force.

Under the setting sun.

Yan Fushou's perspective moved rapidly.

The buildings in the distance appear to grow larger.

In the blink of an eye, it was right in front of us.

He made it through without incident.

BT's words, "Trust me," still echo in my ears, and then the throwing was over.

-"

After landing, Yan Fushou looked back and smiled.

At first, he didn't believe in this thing, after all, subconsciously he still felt that it was just a machine. But along the way, his interactions with this big robot made Yan Fushou like this cold machine comrade.

After all, the character he played, Cooper, was given a critical mission, and in the early stages, the only thing he could interact with was the mech beside him.

but.

What impressed Yan Fushou the most was...

It wasn't that, but rather when he replaced the Beacon module at the top of the antenna.

The Beacon immediately activated, and the receivers, which could have been used to stand in, suddenly swung up, pointing towards the horizon.

He lost his balance while standing on top.

They slid right down from there.

Below, there was a bottomless Abyss with absolutely no buildings.

A whistling wind swept in.

In that instant, Yan Fushou felt his blood run cold.

He was just about to curse Lu Xiu for being inhuman, setting up a trap here, and preparing to face his death.

Accompanied by the increasingly clear sound of heavy footsteps.

BT, with heavy steps, leaned out from the edge and caught him at the last second.

I've picked you up.

BT's voice remained flat.

But it gives people a great sense of security.

That moment.

Yan Fushou felt that his heart, which had been in turmoil for many years, had been healed.

He couldn't help but give the cold, metallic mech a thumbs up. "Awesome!"

BT pulled Yan Fushou up, scanned his movements, and then raised its other mechanical arm, seemingly deep in thought.

Then.

Its mechanical fingers moved erratically a few times, and finally, mimicking Yan Fushou's fist, it gave him a thumbs up.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Yan Fushou couldn't help but laugh when he saw this.

He's really growing to like this robot more and more.

This is absolutely fantastic!

He's even more confused now!

Jian Li —and Wang Huai!

What else is there to be dissatisfied with?

What's so incredible about the dungeon?

What's wrong with the dungeon?

What's wrong with the dungeon?

Absolutely incomprehensible!

Looking at the reliable-looking robot in front of him, Yan Fushou felt that Jian Li and Wang Huai were talking nonsense, at least in his current state of agitation.

soon.

Yan Fushou repaired the Beacon and, after a fierce battle, relayed the message to the Militia commander.

The Militia then arrived to provide support and took control of the area around the Beacon.

certainly.

The Militia commander also learned that BT's original Pilot had been killed in action.

She didn't quite understand the operation of transferring permissions to Yan Fushou, a rifleman, and wanted to transfer BT to another qualified Pilot.

But this order from the commander.

BT chose to rebel.

It shoved Yan Fushou back into its cockpit and said, "Objection! Cooper is my new Pilot, and our current combat effectiveness rating is over 90%."

Although its sound still doesn't have much variation.

Although I knew it was probably a performance.

But just like that "believe me" I just said.

Yes and no.

The difference is significant.

Especially after Yan Fushou had just experienced the scenes of "believe me" and "I've picked you up," it's really hard not to feel a different kind of emotion when he hears BT say this now.

Is BT really just a lifeless robot?

Yan Fushou felt as if his wounded heart had been gently touched by something soft.

After he was put down, he looked up at the massive mech beside him and even had a ridiculous wish: it would be great if there was such a mech next to me in real life.

Since he retired from the front line and started working in an office, he has been dealing with endless official business, coordinating countless relationships, and writing countless reports every day. He is under immense pressure.

Unmarried, no children, and her hair is thinning.

He used to think this was peace and quiet, but later, when he occasionally worked overtime late at night and looked up at the empty office, he realized that this was not peace and quiet.

He had a bunch of troubled teenagers under his command, and the only one he could talk to for a bit was Li Shengkai —but he wasn't normal either, constantly giving his informants extra money like a sycophant.

Sometimes, even sitting in the office, Yan Fushou would feel lonely.

This everyday, mundane loneliness was amplified and briefly soothed in the presence of BT, a virtual comrade-in-arms.

Yan Fushou suddenly found himself somewhat amusing.

Having lived half my life, I was touched by a virtual mecha in a dungeon built by a little girl—not in a healing way, not that sentimental.

He suddenly realized that he hadn't felt this way in a long time.

All I can say is...

Lu Xiu is really impressive.

So what exactly went wrong?

Yan Fushou recalled Jian Li and Wang Huai's expressions again, and after dispelling the strange emotions in his mind, he proceeded with the process once more.

Next.

He seemed to have forgotten about the little incident, but his interactions with BT became more and more frequent.

Occasionally, they might even try to make conversation when they have nothing to say.

This robot seems to be quite intelligent, as it always answers Yan Fushou's questions.

Yan Fushou chatted with BT while experiencing this sci-fi war world, which was completely different from other instances.

He would ask BT which gun was best when shooting enemies, ask himself how many he had killed after taking down a group of enemies, and even suddenly ask in the middle of a silence, "How's the food in the Militia canteen?"

And BT would answer him each time, in that monotonous, mechanical tone, earnestly answering every irrelevant question.

Yan Fushou would sometimes laugh at its answers, sometimes fall silent, and sometimes wonder if the machine even knew what it was saying.

And it was in this atmosphere that...

He arrived at the penultimate level.

The aftershocks of countless Titan collisions from the previous level hadn't even faded when a new level arrived.

In their attempt to seize the Ark the Time-Space Weapon, which could destroy their homeland, the Militia successfully breached the defenses of the IMC Air Force Base, but they were a step too late.

The IMC ships still took off.

The Militia commander immediately ordered a pursuit.

And the battlefield thus shifted from underground to the sky.

Due to the suppression of defensive fire, the Militia could not directly approach the IMC's main ship and had to Pilot to disable the enemy's air defense system first.

A howling wind high in the sky.

Yan Fushou was shocked by the sheer scale of the dungeon.

BT's familiar tactic has arrived once again—it's going to use its own Pilot as human cannonballs and throw them out.

In the sound of the wind.

Yan Fushou's voice trembled with excitement, making him sound less like a middle-aged man, "BT, are you sure?"

[Believe me.]

BT repeated those three words, his tone completely flat.

"Hahaha, I believe you, you're so reliable, BT."

Upon hearing this, Yan Fushou couldn't help but burst into laughter.

This was his truest thought at that moment.

BT said nothing more, and the massive robotic arm suddenly exerted its force.

Yan Fushou was suddenly thrown high into the air.

The wind whistled in my ears.

Just before landing, Yan Fushou activated the Jump Kit briefly and landed steadily on the aircraft.

Then, skillfully utilizing the secondary eruption, he double-jumped onto the enemy flagship and began his slaughter.

After going through so many trials, he has become proficient in these operations.

Not long after.

He then disabled the main guns on the warship.

After Yan Fushou cleared the enemies in the cockpit, took control of the ship, and finally defeated the only flying Titan Viper in the instance.

He felt the dungeon was about to end.

What will happen next?

Yan Fushou couldn't help but mutter to himself, a hint of anticipation in his voice.

originally.

Enter the instance.

He was initially curious about the storyline and wanted to try out the Jump Kit again, but at this moment he was completely captivated by the dungeon.

This pragmatist was now more concerned with what lay behind the copy.

Like Wang Huai, in the world constructed by Lu Xiu, this bald middle-aged man felt a long-lost joy.

Although Lu Xiu had only constructed three instances, Yan Fushou had also heard that Lu Xiu always managed to throw out new shocks just when players thought everything was about to end.

So what's next?

And very soon.

Yan Fushou knew what was coming next.

He steered his ship to catch up with the enemy flagship, and just as BT was about to repeat his old trick and throw him onto the flagship...

The Viper, which had just been defeated but hadn't completely crashed, suddenly darted out from below! It held BT back tightly, and the two massive mechs lost their balance in mid-air, crashing heavily onto the deck of the IMC's main ship.

Yan Fushou also fell down in astonishment, completely disoriented and still unable to react.

In order to protect him, BT has already engaged in an extremely fierce close-quarters combat with the venomous snake.

Ultimately, BT had one of its mechanical arms torn off.

Seeing this scene...

"Grass!!!!"

Yan Fushou practically scrambled to his feet, his eyes red, and charged straight at the two steel behemoths locked in melee combat, disregarding the possibility of being accidentally injured or killed, and raised his rifle.

Then, seizing the moment when the Viper lost its cockpit canopy, he raised his gun and shot the Apex Predators in the head, killing him instantly.

The gale raged across the damaged deck.

Yan Fushou stood still, his chest heaving violently, a wisp of gunpowder still rising from the muzzle of his gun.

He didn't look at the fallen mercenary's body, but immediately turned his gaze to BT in front of him.

This massive steel behemoth had one arm ripped off, and blinding sparks crackled across its body, but it still struggled to its feet.

Yan Fushou felt inexplicably nervous. "Are you alright?"

My left arm is severely damaged, but I can still function.

[This ship is plummeting at high speed. It's our turn, Cooper.]

BT's voice was calm; he was about to embark on his mission.

Yan Fushou a sigh of relief and quickly followed.

The two stumbled into the enemy flagship, which was on the verge of crashing due to the fierce battle that had just taken place.

Then, deep within the intricate network of passages, they successfully located the Ark, which radiated violent energy.

Yan Fushou crawled into the Ark and installed its the Ark into BT's cockpit.

Everything seemed to be going smoothly.

Yan Fushou even subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this thrilling raid was finally coming to an end.

Having obtained the core and destroyed the enemy ship—a heroic triumph should follow!

This storyline is fantastic.

But Yan Fushou had just had this idea.

The next second.

A violent explosion struck without warning from the front of the passage!

The violent shockwave, mixed with flames, blasted Yan Fushou and BT, who were about to retreat, away.

The heavy metal structure of the evacuation tunnel collapsed with a roar, completely blocking the escape route.

Yan Fushou dizzy and disoriented. When he came to his senses, he found the BT lying in the ruins, its body on the verge of disintegration.

But after a quick assessment of its dire situation, its massive and broken body struggled to stand up, then suddenly lowered itself, like a steel mountain, blocking Yan Fushou's path.

"----What are you doing?"

Yan Fushou stared wide-eyed, tried to move his body, and found that he couldn't move at all.

This is a limitation added to the instance, similar to a cutscene in the story.

[Protocol 3. ]

BT's replies remained simple and mechanical.

Yan Fushou recalled for a moment and subconsciously said, "I remember the plot said that the Ark in your cockpit is Fold Weapon. If you don't get it out now, once the enemy uses it, the Militia ' home will be wiped out of the universe! You should get out now! You should take the Ark out!"

[No, we're trapped—I can't lose another Pilot.]

BT's voice—not even the tone of his voice changed at all.

Yan Fushou looked up at BT's dark blue mechanical eye, his mouth slightly agape, his face full of shock.