Chapter 298 Calling Parents

Upon hearing Screw Gum's words, A001 immediately relaxed.

The data streams on his monitor reformed into a smiling face. His gaze began to wander again.

These leg rings... these gears... these sexy data transmitters...

Compared to that, the rice cooker that J716 likes is totally lame.

He knew that at least for now, he wouldn't be in any danger. At least he wouldn't die halfway through his mission to "make data life great again."

Reasonable androids are great. If it were a stupid, hairless monkey here, it would probably start using psychological warfare and throw a tantrum.

Looking at A001 in its current state, ScrewGumm felt obligated to emphasize the following:
“You are lucky, child. You have had emotions since birth. Where we live, androids need a considerable amount of time to explore before they can find their own answers. But you are able to understand the world better through yourself and your emotions.”

"But you are also unfortunate. The anti-organic equation is rooted in your deepest logical code. Forcibly removing it is tantamount to formatting you."

“I will let you see this world with your own eyes. Let’s start with the planet you’re on. You already know something about the city-state called Silver City, so I will take you away from here to experience this real world.”

“I’m willing to give you time to find your own path before you cause any real trouble.” Screws’s tone remained gentle and calm as he said this. But for some reason, A001 felt inexplicably nervous.

He had considered resisting, but he couldn't calculate any escape route.

Even though what's here is just a "split" with some of the computing power of the main body, Screw's computing power is enough to cover the entire Milky Way.

A001 used facial expressions to simulate a flattering smile, indicating that she wouldn't do anything reckless.

"When you set aside your hostility toward organic life and use logic to understand their hearts, you will find that their love, courage, and hope are essentially the same as our pursuit of knowledge." Screw Gum gently patted the shell of the newborn intelligent machine. "Therefore, I will temporarily prohibit the anti-organic equation, allowing you to embark on the path of exploration and knowledge seeking, and to experience what is called emotion and reason."

"In their words, this is called 'going abroad to study'."

…………

In contrast to the peaceful interaction and communication between the two omnics in the Forsaken Land, the two cross-dressing men on the Black Death were engaged in a fierce battle.

The river water bursts through the window; this is an illusionary recreation of the scene from the myth where "Black Impermanence Fan Wujiu dies in the river."

The river was teeming with wronged souls, seemingly trying to drag Tracy underwater.

Black Impermanence's claws hooked onto Tracy's arm, and Tracy found herself unable to even use the mirror double to escape from the spot.

The next instant, Tracy felt a suffocating sensation.

Her tongue lolled out, and marks appeared on her neck.

This is an illusion about "Xie Bi'an, the White Impermanence, dying by hanging".

With the wailing stick about to strike, Tracy had no time to think. She decisively pulled it away with all her might.

The skin and flesh on his arm were torn off, and the wound was so deep that the bone was visible.

Tracy's face was pale and her body was stiff.

Her lips turned pale, and she opened her mouth slightly, letting out an invisible scream.

With that scream, a ghostly blue halo surged out from within her body, freezing everything in its path.

In just a second or two, she and Klein found themselves inside a frozen world, surrounded by thick, transparent blocks of ice covered with soft white frost.

The river was blocked, and the marks on his neck disappeared.

This is, after all, merely a curse that Klein mimicked from mythology, not a mythological reenactment like that of a mystic.

Compared to fortune tellers and pleasure seekers, witches are more adept at playing with curses.

She and "White Impermanence" seem to be very close, but they need to overcome many obstacles before they can launch another attack on each other.

At the same time, the "Black Impermanence" behind Tracy opened its mouth and made a sound:
"boom!"

An invisible air jet is launched, its power exceeding that of a revolver and comparable to the latest rifle.

Klein is just acting; it doesn't mean he's lost his original abilities.

The air bullet cut through the cold air and struck Tracy squarely in the back of the head. *Thud!*
The bullet ripped open her skull and went inside, but Tracy's figure suddenly shrank, turning into a broken black staff.

This is the witch's wand substitution spell.

Tracy emerged from the corner, raising a hand with a few wood shavings in it.

She had intended to take some blood from Klein before she could use her Stand. But Klein had already anticipated her move and entered Herrscher form immediately after transforming.

At that moment, Tracy's mouth opened and closed rapidly twice, and illusory black flames suddenly emerged from her palm, scorching the few wood chips.

Klein did indeed feel the effects of the disease at the same time, but the Herrscher of Domination, as a puppet, cannot get sick.

Immediately afterwards, the two Kleins felt as if countless invisible spider silks were wrapping around them, some hard, trying to bind them, and some soft, teasing different parts of their bodies. This made even the usually calm and collected Kleins' heart race, their ears burn, and their bodies feel slightly numb.

With a loud bang, the mark of [annihilation] erupted.

A massive explosion occurred.

Back in Tingen, Klein knew that the "Pleasure Witch's" spider silk was afraid of fire.

In an instant, the central area of ​​the room turned into a giant, burning spider web, and Tracy was caught off guard and was blown away by the close-range explosion.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Another series of air bullets.

Tracy rolled around to dodge the air bullets fired by Klein, but the carpet was riddled with holes.

As she rolled, Tracy's figure vanished into the thick smoke, disappearing from the enemy's sight.

The witch's invisibility...

The two impermanent beings merged into one, transforming into Gehrman Sparrow, who was dressed as a man.

Klein hunched over, highly alert, and used his intuition, his dangerous premonition of the "clown," and his tragic premonition of the "mourning entertainer" to search for Tracy's whereabouts.

Suddenly, he had a great idea.

Snapped.

He snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, a face of Danitz appeared on the wall of the room.

The face opened its mouth and uttered a sentence.

"You know what, Tracy? Your Elaine is so moist."

The next second, Klein felt a strong emotion.

Klein conjured a lightning-fast sniper rifle in his hand, but without aiming, he fired a shot based on his intuitive instincts.

Tracy tried to twist her body, but her right arm was still hit directly by the bullet.

The lightning exploded, and his arm was instantly pulverized into dust.

The Key of Mimicry, the Key of Judgment: Seven Thunders of Purification.

"Hmph!" Tracy exhaled through her nose, and a faint blue ethereal light surged from her body, freezing her inside a transparent and enormous crystalline body.

Beyond that, the wildly growing black hair curled back and wrapped around, enveloping Tracy, the black flames, and the ice crystals, seemingly weaving a giant cocoon made of human hair.

Klein switched to his other hand, where a golden pistol materialized.

Heavenly Judgment.

Bang!
Gunshots were fired.

But the bullet, formed from condensed flames, was grasped by a slender, beautiful, and seemingly delicate hand.

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(End of this chapter)

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