人形机械[无限]

Yuan Yuxue, of the first generation of war robots, has excellent combat capability, but a huge defect due to program errors, which made him need to be destroyed urgently.

Only on the way to destruction, there was an explosion, and he was lost.

——Through the parallel world, Yuan Yuxue, who was selected into the terror escape game, felt a little familiar with the task issued by the system.

Is this his new assignment?

This time, the situation of copies happened frequently, and the team of senior people encountered an unexpected danger of the collapse of the copy world. Countless ghosts were released, and they were on the verge of mass extinction.

When they saw the weak and injured newcomer “straying into” the monster tide, they stepped forward in panic. Before they could recall, they saw silver light reflected in his eyes.

He blocked the enemy with a knife, and the gods and Buddhas were far away.

Yuan Yuxue’s knife was covered with blood, and there was a lot of blood left by the monster. When he came back, he closed his eyes slightly, and the blood beads coagulated on his eyelashes fell down trembling with a faint sound.

“It’s all right.”

When the name Yuan Yuxue became famous among the players, people analyzed it according to his mission world: he was the best newcomer ever, with a high initial data threshold, good at cold weapons, powerful and compassionate.

A player saw his profile and joked: “His talent direction… can’t it be face value?”

The safety zone was silent, looked at the player’s eyes and saw that he was no good.

Fool, you will be black shark tonight.

——Everyone knows that Yuan Yuxue is the only one who struggles for survival. So the monster in the abyss also put out his hand covetously and silently encircled him.

“……”

This is his moon.