Chapter 62 Zhuoya's Suspension Motorcycle!
Chapter 62 Zoya’s hoverbike!
[This simulation is over and takes thirty days.]
[This simulation has retainable options.]
[1, Vader’s Bolt Pistol (Normal)]
Note: "Old soldiers never die, they just wither."
[2, Bedtime Story: The Road to Technological Dominance (Complete Set)]
Note: "This should be just a legend, right?"
[3, Zoya’s hoverbike (relic)]
Marked: "Big guy...please live well."
[The simulation time has exceeded twenty-four hours, and the simulator loss has not been exempted.]
[Cooling time: thirty hours.]
[Current available cooling time: four hundred and forty-nine hours]
【Does it consume the cooling time? 】
[The cooling time has not been consumed, and the simulator enters natural cooling (cooling can be waived at any time)]
The simulation has ended.
Rorschach's eyes widened, but he stared at the text on the simulator for a long time.
He was silent for a while, and then slowly uttered a sentence from his mouth:
"This stupid simulator..."
Rorschach couldn't imagine himself in a simulation.
What kind of emotions will you feel before you die?
He stayed out of the situation and was unable to truly empathize with others.
But Rorschach also understands.
At that moment, I was afraid that my heart was filled with despair...
Rorschach's eyes glanced at Vader's bolt pistol.
His eyes fell directly on Zhuo Ya's hover motorcycle.
He raised his chin slightly and took a deep breath.
Then I chose the last reward without hesitation.
Boom!
Accompanied by the sound of collision on the metal floor.
A light blue shell and a half-ton hoverbike appeared in front of Rorschach's eyes.
He slowly stood up and stepped forward, gently stroking the cold metal shell of the hoverbike with his warm palms.
For a moment, Rorschach felt deep in his heart.
Many vague emotions are constantly fluctuating, like tides.
In my hazy consciousness, the text of the simulator seemed to be no longer just a simple simulation.
Instead, it truly materializes into a real world.
In the Warhammer universe, a human girl named Zoya once drove this hoverbike, speeding through the green fields.
The cool breeze blew through her short hair.
And the yellow flowers on the temples also made the girl laugh heartily...
"Um?"
At this moment, Luo Xia, who was in a daze, was slightly startled.
He found a small thing hanging from the handlebars of a motorcycle.
Those are the windproof glasses Zoya likes to wear on her short hair.
Rorschach, with a solemn expression, reached out and picked it up.
He hesitated for a moment and raised it in front of him.
Rorschach just wanted to try it on for size.
However, his eyes accidentally saw a brand new notch from the inside of the windproof glasses.
It seemed to be a unique string of words from the human empire.
Even the real Rorschach couldn't understand the empire's writing at all.
But the thoughts in my mind are turbulent and ups and downs.
Suddenly, he was so blessed that he understood the meaning of the words.
"Your Majesty, I seem to have met a...big guy that I like."
"..."
In an instant, Rorschach became tense-faced.
I felt an uncontrollable unfamiliar emotion welling up from the depths of my throat.
He took several deep breaths and then managed to suppress it.
Then, the expressionless Rorschach put down the windproof glasses in his hand in a panic.
His whole body was like a vigorous cheetah.
Rushed out of the lounge.
"Ah...my lord?"
He is squatting in the brightly lit base hall.
The iron man who polished and modified building materials raised his metal head.
Blue light flashed in its eyes, and it looked at Rorschach who rushed out of the lounge with great confusion.
Iron Man David just wanted to say hello and improve his goodwill.
But he saw Rorschach running out of the secret base without looking back.
Iron Man turned his metal head.
It stared at the building materials in front of it and murmured in a low voice:
"Perhaps the great Om Messiah forgot to turn off the gas in his home?"
"Yeah, ninety percent probability."
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Rorschach, with a numb expression, rushed out of the basement without looking back.
He did not choose to go upstairs and go home.
Instead, he rushed out of the apartment.
Taking advantage of the early morning darkness.
The tall Rorschach stands out against the bright neon street lights.
Start running forward with all your strength,
He seemed to be relying on physical exertion and familiar street scenery.
Use this to resist the emotions and depression that are constantly surging in your heart.
Rorschach, who looked like a mad cow, ran aimlessly through Manhattan.
His heavy footsteps seemed to disturb the sleeping homeless people on the street.
and some drunk passers-by.
There were even low-level gangsters who fled in all directions like frightened birds.
However, before the sober passers-by took out their cell phones to take pictures.
Their mobile phones actually froze with a black screen.
Until Rorschach's back disappeared without a trace.
Only then did everyone's mobile phones completely return to normal.
Thirty minutes later.
Rorschach's chest began to rise and fall more intensely.
Even the breathing between the mouth and nose is much disordered.
Sweat began to form on his forehead and he gradually stopped.
Try to resume your normal breathing rhythm.
With a blank look in his eyes, Rorschach glanced at the unfamiliar environment around him.
For a moment, he didn't even know where he had gone.
Rorschach raised his head and looked around for a while.
This relies on memory and the style of the building.
I figured out where I was.
He has crossed most of Manhattan, from Chinatown in the south to Harlem in the north.
"call--"
Rorschach, who was standing there, suddenly let out a breath.
He shook his head and smiled, as if he was laughing at himself for his previous foolish behavior.
Then, a few wisps of night wind blew through Rorschach's scalp.
It brought coolness and also blew away the boredom in his heart.
Rorschach turned around with a smile on his face.
Walking along the dimly lit street towards home.
Soon after, Rorschach turned into an alley with familiarity.
This is a shortcut to shorten your journey home.
However, I just took a few steps.
Rorschach suddenly saw it.
Just under the dimly lit street lamp in the alley.
A middle-aged man in a purple suit angrily punched and kicked a young girl.
And the black-haired girl in the yellow dress just stood there with an expressionless face.
Even though the opponent's fists and kicks fell on him, he showed no signs of dodging.
At the same time, the middle-aged man's angry voice echoed around and entered Rorschach's ears.
"My dear Jessica, do you think you can resist me? Let me tell you... it is simply wishful thinking!"
Hear threatening words from a middle-aged man.
Rorschach, who frowned slightly, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
He planned to change his route home.
He's not a superhero.
There is no mood to stop domestic violence cases at the moment.
However, just when Rorschach was about to turn around and leave.
The middle-aged man's voice reached his ears again.
"Look what that is? A qualified human punching bag? Jessica...go and kill him!"
Thanks to the leader of the book-haunted Dead Fatty for the reward!
This is the first ally in this book!
Thanks for the 2000 point reward!
thanks for your support!
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(End of chapter)
This chapter has been completed!