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"Your idea surprises me."

Dr. Bartle said: "He is still a digital entity, not a me-physical entity."

"Didn't you inherit his will?" Shen Bei asked curiously.

"When you say will, do you mean executing orders?"

"No, the will of the individual."

"No, I'm just AI. The fact that I can have a seamless conversation with you is also based on data code. If you ask me about Buddha, I can't answer that question."

Shen Bei touched his chin. What is Buddha? Even the founder did not have a clear concept of it. There were many different opinions and no unified standard answer.

"Then can he explain what Buddha is?" Shen Bei asked again.

Dr. Batu said, "He doesn't need to understand Buddhism. If something is meaningless, don't think about it. You can only think about it when you need to."

Shen Bei understood and he could explain the difficult concept of what Buddha is.

He may not be able to explain it clearly, but he will think about it.

Several levels stronger than Dr. Batu.

In other words, it is an existence that transcends human thinking.

Just as Dr. Batu said, if we step out of the three-dimensional space, the pattern will open up.

at this time.

The conqueror of adversity has retraced his steps and crossed the hill.

Shen Bei saw the Titan wriggling in the middle of the valley.

Shelter No. 5 was exceptionally quiet, with no one hanging around on the upper floors or the room decks.

It's like a dead city leading to hell.

The atmosphere of worldly life is missing, only the patrol teams are constantly strengthening their patrols.

At the same time, these team members are also equipped with armor. Unlike the large armor driven by Gucci before, these armors are smaller and more exquisite.

This fully verifies what Dr. Batu said: individual combat units should be small.

These patrol members also looked towards the southwest from time to time.

This direction is the direction in which I escaped after stirring up the hornet's nest.

Shen Bei dug out a set of clothes belonging to a member of Shelter No. 5 from the tank.

He changed into a tough deerskin jacket and a pair of tactical fighting pants made of blended alloy wire.

Shen Bei was not picky about clothes. Perhaps this set of clothes had been torn into several large holes due to being worn out, making it look like a beggar's outfit, but he had to change it.

"Does it have that smell?" Shen Bei showed it to Dr. Batu.

Dr. Batu replied succinctly: "It depends on how the enemy sees you. It has nothing to do with your clothes. Your appearance is not in their memory."

Shen Bei snorted and said with bared teeth, "With over 100,000 people in a shelter, who can remember who?"

"Are you betting?"

"Yes."

"It's a gamble, and you can win or lose. It's not safe." Dr. Batu said in a very neutral tone: "Besides-"

Shen Bei suddenly raised his hand, like a football referee suddenly holding up a red card, stopping Dr. Batu from speaking. "In theory, anything could happen. The earth could even explode. We'll only know the outcome after we try it."

"Besides, you can't just watch me get besieged to death, right?"

Dr. Batu's response was quick, like a bucket of cold water pouring down his chest. "From a profit perspective, we have no connection. Everything that happened before was merely an exchange of interests. Now that the deal is done, we'll go our separate ways."

In fact, Dr. Batu had one more thing to say.

The earth might actually explode.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the "apostle" is dead.

It wasn't just one or two planets that exploded in his hands.

"Don't be so rational."

Shen Bei lifted his belt: "Activate your protection mechanism, I am him now."

"A very strange... order." Dr. Batu shrugged. "The order is invalid, but I will follow you."

“That’s fine.”

Shen Bei began to drive the tank down the hillside, heading towards the front of the Titan.

Almost all shelters use the same routine, with equipment, vehicles, vehicles, etc. placed at the front of the Titan.

After all, the side pulling force is different, and corresponding warehouses need to be built and wheels installed.

If you place it at the back of the RV, it will not meet the needs. If you don't take good care of it, all the things will be stolen.

Therefore, placing the shelter's vehicle assets in front of the Titan is an excellent choice.

The tanks rushed down the hillside, leaving a dragon of dust in their wake.

The patrol below also noticed the tanks returning.

Immediately ran towards Titan.

The day is almost over.

None of the people who went out to hunt down Shen Bei came back.

Now that the tanks have returned, they must have learned some information and want to get the intelligence first.

Shen Bei drove the tank, seamlessly docked with Titan's warehouse, and drove into the warehouse.

At this time, there were more than ten people standing in the warehouse, looking forward to it.

Shen Bei looked back and saw that Dr. Batu had disappeared.

Grab Little K, climb up the ladder and open the hatch.

He threw Little K out with a flick of his hand.

There was a sound.

Little K fell to the ground at everyone's feet.

Shen Bei stuck his head out, looking excited, and shouted, "Damn it, they've caught Shen Bei! Quickly take him to the leader and claim the reward!"

The members below were startled and looked curiously at the tied up "Shen Bei"

Armor, that's right!

It's an iconic armor!

“I really caught it!”

"Dude, you're rich now! That's a lot of money!"

"Is it really okay to tie him up like this? Will he be able to break free?"

"The armor must be out of energy. It's completely broken."

"Wait—man, why don't I seem to have seen you before?"

As soon as the last sentence came out, many people turned to look at Shen Bei.

At this moment, Shen Bei jumped off the tank, as if he had truly returned home. He put his arm around the man who had asked the question and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know me. I know your wife."

"Fuck! What do you mean?" the man shouted angrily.

Shen Bei was unmoved, and even said disapprovingly: "Brother, I will be rich soon. I will take good care of your wife and let you meet me."

"You fucking bastard—" The man almost exploded and was about to attack with his sleeves raised in anger.

The others on the side hurriedly pulled him back and said in unison:

"Stop making a fuss, stop making a fuss. Just yell a few words and that's it."

"There are so many people in the shelter, who can know who?"

"Hurry up and escort Shen Bei over. Maybe we can get some reward money from him."

At this moment, another skinny man raised his hand to silence the noisy voices of the others and asked, "By the way, where are the others?"

Shen Bei sighed at the last question: "Too many people died, alas."

"Captain Pi Jiao is dead too?" the skinny man asked with a look of regret on his face.

Shen Bei didn't know who Pi Jiao was.

But judging from the two words "commander" that follow, he should be the leader of this tank.

Of course, the dead cannot die again.

Inside the tank, no one will survive.

Shen Bei nodded: "Dead."

Wow…

More than a dozen members immediately pulled out their guns and pointed them at Shen Bei's head.

Shen Bei was stunned.

What the hell is going on?

Where did I expose myself?

The skinny man narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth, saying, "Who the hell are you? You don't even know the driver's last name, where did you come from?"

Their eyes were sharp and they saw the extraordinary appearance beneath Shen Bei's disheveled hair and face, and they stared at him like flies.

Shen Bei's mouth twitched. "No, isn't your last name Pi? I don't know. I was just temporarily pulled onto the tank to act as the operator. Be careful, don't accidentally discharge the gun."

Shen Bei is not wearing any armor now, so any bullet can take his life.

"Tie him up!" The skinny man didn't want to listen to Shen Bei's explanation: "We will investigate your identity. If there is any misunderstanding, I will buy you a drink to apologize. Please cooperate!"

"Should I cooperate?"

Shen Bei said something to the air.

Everyone:? ? ?

Who the hell are you talking to?