The scene was utter chaos.
Writhing scarlet flesh, mechanized players fleeing in panic, and two deadweights frightened into babbling nonsense as they ran and hurled skill cards.
"Hahahaha, I'm so happy! This thrilling, terrifying feeling has made me fall in love with running!"
Ruan Ping ran forward in tiny steps without lifting his head or opening his eyes, a smile of self-reassurance still plastered across his face.
Qiao Xinran darted wildly around, responding with complete nonsense: "Be a monkey! Be a carefree monkey!"
In the livestream chat:
[Hahahahaha, I'm dying. I think those two are scarier than the robots.]
[Little Yellow and Little Pink just swear when they're scared. These two have straight-up lost their minds, hahaha.]
[Someone help!!! Ruan Ping's gone insane. Look how happily he's smiling!!!]
[As expected of my wife's biggest fan. You've got to have something special to hold that title, hahaha.]
Shen Ru had gathered so many robots mainly because he was worried that if the thing inside the walls only reacted to certain groups, too small a sample might skew the results.
But the pair's deranged reactions had been beyond Shen Ru's expectations.
Still, he had gained something. For one, he had definitively confirmed the relationship between "Mo Yu" and "Shen Ru."
The man had been right. "Shen Ru" had indeed been willing-but he had willingly lured the robot into his trap.
Otherwise, that scene of machinery and flesh violently rejecting each other would never have occurred.
Their relationship was the exact opposite of the earlier storyline. It wasn't a robot keeping a human captive, but a human going to great lengths to be kept captive by a robot.
And that human's goal was the ultimate technology for merging flesh and machinery.
The robot had passively accepted it, cherishing their connection with every circuit