After gathering up the equipment here, he had to admit, the feeling was quite strange. But... as far as the feeling went.
It was like he had spent three or four years in prison, only to come out and find that circumstances had changed and everything was different, leaving him endlessly wistful.
Still, Miao Mu looked at a cobweb in the corner, the dust on the floor, and a cleaning robot standing nearby, already powered down.
He had a bad feeling about it, but could only comfort himself. "This exists to reduce Mrs. Alfred's workload."
Miao Mu carried his gun and hurried along, following the route he remembered toward the place where he had been treated before.
On the way, he saw the Batcomputer in ruins, its display completely shattered. That was not good news.
When he reached this place, Miao Mu stopped.
It looked like an enormous vault door. There were dragged bloodstains on the floor, leading all the way from the elevator to the door.
The blood was still fresh. In front of the door stood a Gatling gun with a flashing red light.
"Brucie!!!"
Miao Mu shot out the Gatling gun's flashing light. Before its backup program could activate, he tore open the Smile Pocket, stuffed the Gatling gun inside, and gave it a fierce tug. It was swallowed whole.
He pounded on the heavy metal door. This place was like the last refuge, but Miao Mu was truly panicking now.
"Brucie! Open the door!!!"
A pale black armor covered Miao Mu's hand as he punched the door again and again, leaving dents all over the solid metal.
Behind the door, a massive machine was running.
Brucie leaned against the operating table, wrapping gauze around her wounds. Blood flowed down the table like water.
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