Starting as a Wallfacer, his defection to the Three-Body Problem shocked the world.

Driving, running a checkpoint, murder.

The whole process went smoothly, as if Lin Xuan was playing a game, and she had repeated this operation many times in this game.

This feeling was especially strong when he arrived at the street. The buildings on both sides of the street, the neon billboards flashing in the distance, and even the pedestrians on the street all gave Lin Xuan a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had experienced this scene countless times before.

After dealing with the last security guard in the municipal building, Lin Xuan led the two women into the messy lobby, where shards of broken glass crackled underfoot.

"Why does it feel like everything is going too smoothly?" At this moment, even Su Zilin realized that something was wrong.

At this time, although it is already very late, it is a bit unreasonable that there are only one or two security guards on duty at the municipal building.

If the core of the machine is something very important, then it should be under strict guard, not like now, with only one or two security guards here. To put it bluntly, even five security guards can't make six teeth. If they hadn't insisted on attacking them, Su Zilin and the others would have felt a little embarrassed to bully these security guards.

Lin Xuan crouched down, trying to find something useful on the security guard, but after searching for a long time, she found that she had found nothing.

"Nothing in their pockets? Interesting, this defies common sense!" Modern people are almost inseparable from their mobile phones. Although Mechanical Earth doesn't have mobile phones, it also has similar devices. But the other party has nothing on them. They are like... human-machines?

Lin Xuan wasn't sure if this description was accurate, but that was the feeling he got from everyone around him ever since he arrived on this planet.

Human-machine!

It's like they're constantly executing a set of fixed code, with fixed thought patterns and operations, which makes him feel a very unreal sense of the whole world.

But considering my previous instances of amnesia, these things all seem to have a plausible explanation.

Lin Xuan didn't know if his current feeling was due to experiencing these things multiple times and then having his memories erased, or if the person behind all this was simply overworked.

That's right, it's operating at overcapacity!

If we consider the world he is in now as a virtual world, a world conceived by a person, then when that person's brain's computing power reaches its limit, the entire world will also stagnate and freeze due to his thoughts, just like Lin Xuan is now.

He felt his brain was foggy, as if some crucial memory had been severed from his mind, but he was helpless to do anything about it.

"According to the instructions of the Divine Realm, the location of the core of the machine... is right above!"

Su Zilin pointed to the elevator next to him, indicating that Lin Xuan could take the elevator up.

"Wait a moment... wait a moment."

Lin Xuan waved his hand, signaling the two women to wait a moment. Then, under the puzzled gazes of the two women, he turned around and walked out of the messy city hall.

The moment he stepped out, the entire street was momentarily frozen, much like a game loading when entering a new section. Some game developers, in order to optimize game performance, often only calculate the scenes that players can see in real time, blurring the scenes that they cannot see.

However, if the player suddenly changes their position or deviates from the original route planned by the game designers, this loading screen lag will occur.

This phenomenon only lasted for a moment before returning to normal, but it was this brief pause that made Lin Xuan realize that one of her guesses was correct.

"Reorganize!"

With a wave of his hand, the nanobots instantly swirled and condensed into a long sword in his hand. Then, to the horror of the two women, he slashed at an innocent passerby.

"Pfft!"

The passerby neither dodged nor avoided the attack, and was instantly cleaved in two by Lin Xuan's blade. Then, a second, and a third strike followed!

Lin Xuan went mad and began indiscriminately killing people on the street, hacking innocent passersby to the ground one by one.

Seemingly finding this method of killing too slow, he directly snatched the sniper rifle from Su Zilin's hand and then started firing in burst mode.

The tenth... the eleventh...

Lin Xuan's indiscriminate killing continued until he finally killed his twelfth person.

"Stop!"

A sharp, piercing roar rang in his ears.

But Lin Xuan's blade continued its relentless strike, and just as it was about to slash at the thirteenth target, the entire world suddenly fell into an eerie stillness.

The blade hovered in mid-air, only three centimeters from the "passerby's" neck. Lin Xuan suddenly realized that his fingers could no longer move an inch—some force beyond the laws of physics had imprisoned his movements.

“I said...stop.”

The sound was like a perfect superposition of millions of human voices of different ages and genders, yet it also carried the precise resonance unique to machines. The glass windows on both sides of the street trembled simultaneously, shattering into countless prism-like fragments, which then floated in the air defying gravity.

Each fragment reflects a different face—an old man, a child, a man, a woman—all mouthing the same word:

"Stop."