Russell was in a hurry to go home not because he really wanted to pet the cat, but because there was an NS-5 delivered to his door waiting for him to dissect. Spooner's words reminded him of the plot. Although he wanted to refuse, Wiki guided the robot to rebel.

Tonight, the plot is coming to an end.

He was not worried that Spooner would encounter an accident alone. Considering the threat the two of them posed to Wiki, he would only be the one to encounter an accident.

Sure enough, Russell saw a lot of USR's transport trucks downstairs, and a large number of NS-5 robots got off the trucks one after another, and then dispersed to various households.

It is said that everyone in the whole building won the lottery!

Opening the door, the Thunder Beast was playing with its beautiful short tail happily. The latter had a lifeless look on his face, not at all as cheerful as when he first entered the house.

The NS-5 robot, which Russell named Cook, was slumped on the sofa. The machine was emitting light smoke, as if it was being scrapped. You don’t need to think about it to know that it was the Ultralisk that did it. Maybe it was Cook who wanted to do something.

, and then it was placed.

Russell picked up the thunder beast and stroked it twice, then put it on the ground to let it continue to bully the American short-haired boy. He dismantled Cook into parts with his bare hands. Big Gray Wolf's scientific research ability was not only reflected in learning, but his hands-on ability also greatly improved. He dismantled Cook with his bare hands.

Solving a robot is just like playing.

Maybe one day, given a hammer, he can knock out a spaceship!

Russell had seen the drawings of the NS-5 in Dr. Langning's laboratory and knew some of the data by heart. As long as the materials were suitable, he could assemble an NS-5 by himself.

But he lacks a complete programming code, and it is just an empty shell that has no shape. Now there is a ready-made one that can be used to get a closer look.

Reverse engineering is not that simple, and it is even harder to decipher the technical blockade code. Russell connected to Cook through a private computer, but was still unable to break through and gain access to the backend to master the core information. In desperation, he retreated and looked at some relatively simple programming data, which was rigid.

Data of NS-4 series robots.

A large number of C language programming equations jumped on the computer screen, which was dazzling even if Russell had the learning ability of a gray wolf. However, small problems could not trouble him, and all the screenshots were transferred to the memory card of the digital camera.

Because there were too many screenshots, Russell had to sift through the 20G "Ashley Encyclopedia" and the 10G "Jennifer Interactive Collection". In the end, he reluctantly deleted about 100M of precious information before he could barely fit in all the screenshots.

"This won't work! We have to find a way to take out the mobile hard drive, otherwise there will be no place to save the photos in the future..." Russell's heart twisted when he thought of those 100M precious pictures, which were all his youth and sweat.

…

As night approaches, the brightly lit city of Chicago welcomes its most beloved nightlife.

People after get off work, whether they are white-collar workers, intellectuals, workers or ordinary employees, like to go to bars to party in small groups. This is part of the life of the American people. They prefer to go to bars to watch soap operas at home. In a soap opera, there are so many people to join in the fun.

In addition, there are gangsters, gangsters, gangsters, scoundrels and gangsters. After all, this is Chicago, a city with simple folk customs, a city where typewriters were popular in those days.

But there was no excitement tonight. The city's transportation system was paralyzed and all cars equipped with computers broke down. The reason is unknown and relevant departments are investigating.

Soon, the communication system was interfered with, and Chicago lost contact with the outside world and became an isolated city.

On the large electronic screen in the high-rise square, the commentator conveyed a piece of bad news. New York, Los Angeles, Washington and other areas have been attacked by robots. People are asked to stay at home and are not allowed to go there.

Just when people were stunned, something worse happened. The entire city of Chicago suffered a blackout. The whole city was shrouded in darkness. Only one place was still lit - the USR headquarters!

"Please go back to your homes, the curfew is in effect!!!"

"Please go back to your homes, the curfew is in effect!!!"

"The human protection protocol is being formulated, please stay calm and return to your home immediately..."

"..."

The USR headquarters is located in Chicago, which is one of the hardest-hit areas. Transport trucks shuttled through the city's main roads, and large groups of NS-5 robots drove the crowds back home. They did not discuss or negotiate, but directly resorted to violent means.

No one can bear to be ridden on the head by a self-made tool. Most people choose to resist, but when the flesh and blood body meets the steel and iron bones, it is instantly beaten into a pig's head.

If you hold a gun, it will be even worse. You will be judged as a dangerous person by the robot. Disarmament is a light thing, and in serious cases, you will be executed on the spot.

Russell put the digital camera into the space ring, and the Thunder Beast blocked the door of the house and discharged. The corridor outside the house was filled with smoking NS-5. Its ability completely defeated the robot, and it could kill a large area in one encounter.

As the Thunder Beast discharges wildly and uncontrollably, Russell gradually realizes that its energy is not unlimited. The consumed energy can be replenished by itself, but it must be replenished by Russell's magic power during battle.

The power of thunder is very powerful, so the Thunder Beast consumes magic power at an alarming rate. If Russell wants to use it to pass the level tonight, there will only be one end, and he will be squeezed alive.

Bang!!!

The window glass of the balcony was broken, and the NS-5 robot was unable to break through the door and chose to break in through the window.

Russell pulled out the Sand Eagle and killed them one by one. Suddenly he heard the roar of the locomotive engine downstairs. Without thinking, he picked up the Thunder Beast and jumped from the 30th floor.

"System, use 'Skill Card: Leap of Faith'."

[Skill Card: Leap of Faith (As long as there is grass on the ground, you will be fine no matter how high you jump)]

As early as when Russell arrived at his new home, he had observed the green belt nearby and felt confident about this move.

NS-5, who was climbing on the wall, found Russell, and jumped down one by one and rushed towards him. Russell threw the Thunder Beast out of the air and shouted: "Thunder Beast, use one hundred thousand volts!"

Thunder Beast doesn't quite understand what one hundred thousand volts is, but it can't be wrong to discharge it at this time.

Rumble————

Strong light flashed in the air, and the NS-5s that jumped out one after another were all paralyzed with green smoke. The red light on their chests disappeared, and they fell from the sky like dumplings.

Downstairs, Spooner was riding a motorcycle with Calvin behind him.

The female doctor was very afraid of gasoline-burning motorcycles, fearing that they would suddenly explode. Insecure, she hugged Spooner tightly along the way, causing the latter to secretly scream in pain.

Looking at the NS-5s all over the wall, Spooner was a little confused. The communicator couldn't be used, and the elevator was disconnected and stopped. He didn't know how to tell Russell to go downstairs.

"Get out of here quickly, we are surrounded!" Calvin's face turned pale. She didn't understand what the attraction of this building was that could make so many NS-5s come here one after another.

Spooner squinted his eyes and looked into the air: "Wait, he's down."

"What came down? How did it come down?" Calvin looked confused. When he saw the figure falling in mid-air, he immediately opened his mouth.

Boom!!

The lightning exploded. Russell landed with his feet on the ground and bent his knees slightly. He raised his hand to catch the falling Thunder Beast. In the background was the NS-5 falling like raindrops.

"This...this...has he also been transformed by Dr. Langning?"

Calvin was dumbfounded, and Spooner was no better. He jumped from the 30th floor and was unharmed. Russell refreshed his knowledge again.

Could this guy really be a visitor from another world!?

Spooner looked ugly. When they made a bet, he strongly demanded to swallow feces, but Russell was still anxious when he didn't agree. Thinking about it now, it's really mean!

Russell glanced at the two-seater motorcycle, frowned slightly, and ordered the Thunder Beast to enlarge to a two-meter-tall explosive-haired form, and jumped onto its back with a slight jump.

"Let's go, Spooner, it's time to get down to business."

Spooner swallowed, looked at the mighty and domineering Thunder Beast, and then looked at the handlebars of his motorcycle. He suddenly felt unhappy that he was being compared. It seemed that he had never won against Russell after meeting him.

"Hey, that's not fair. I'll give you the motorcycle and let me ride this thing!"

At this moment, more than a dozen NS-5s surrounded it from all sides. The thunder beast roared, and the lightning swept across its body. The roaring thunder electrified the robot so much that it trembled all over. A red light exploded in its chest, and it lay paralyzed on the ground with black smoke.

Russell wiped his afro: "Spooner, what did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly?"
Chapter completed!