Causal loop

Emily didn't leave Watchman, and no one asked her to stay. She stopped because of an idea, and because of this idea, she could return to her own heart.

A good day starts with breakfast. Early in the morning, Emily prepares a simple breakfast in the room arranged by Winston and delivers it to the safe room where Lena is. Lena is waiting for her inside.

"Lena, how are you feeling?"

"Well, that's a lot."

Lina sat on the bed and touched her drooping hair because she hadn't used hairspray for a long time. She smiled and said to the woman who had met once, her complexion was very special, but it was not unattractive. It's sexy, which inexplicably makes her unable to take her eyes off. She saw the lunch box in the other's hand. She jumped off the bed, then trotted to sit on the dining table, Emily opened the lunch box, and then sat aside quietly watching Lena ate the breakfast she brought contentedly mouthful after mouthful.

Eating the special bento made by the other party, Lena was so happy that she was about to fly into the sky, like a rewarded little corgi, shaking her ears and sweeping away the food, Emily propped her head to watch Lena eat so much Looking happy, she felt that the time she got up early was not in vain. In the past, she usually slept during the day and went on missions at night in Black Claw. Just coming here changed her long-standing habits.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Lina's cheeks were stuffed with food, and when she said this, Lina was busy stuffing a shrimp into her mouth.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat, is it delicious?" Emily said with a smile.

"You, you look good when you smile."

Lina saw the other party's gentle smile, and couldn't help but praise, but Emily was surprised when she heard it. She didn't realize that Lina's smile was referring to herself. She touched the corner of her mouth, and there was indeed a slight upward arc. , she seems to have not laughed for a long time, indeed, she became like this, it can be said that she exchanged all her emotions and desires for Black Claw, and what she got was a murderous, cold and ruthless self.

"What's your name? I think you should be a very important person, but I forgot about you."

"I--"

When Emily heard this question, she didn't know how to answer it. What should she answer?Is it Widowmaker or Emily, should she tell her what he did to her?Or hide it?

"My name is Lena Oxton. Lena means sunshine in Greek!"

Lena reported her family name with a really bright smile, looking as warm as the sun.Emily looked at the other party's smile, why didn't she know the other party's name?This is the name that has been floating around in my heart.Even if she forgets herself, she will never forget who the other party is. Recalling the spider brand she branded on the side of the other party's abdomen, in fact, now that she thinks about it, it's more like Lena has engraved her unique identity on her bones and even her life. inscription.

"Emily Lacroix."

"What?" Lena didn't realize what the other party said, so Emily had to repeat the name again.

"Emily Lacroix."

"I seem to have heard this name somewhere, but I can't remember it."

Lena said with a bit of distress, the name seemed to flash in her memory, she wanted to grab its tail, but it slipped away too fast.

"And I seem to have seen you somewhere."

Lena was sitting next to Emily, looking fascinatedly at the other's eyes. There were small waves gradually rising inside, and the golden eyes were like the eyes of an elf. Lena gradually approached, hoping to see more clearly. She seemed to have a little memory. She got up, but it seemed to be very vague again, like a piece of memory was missing, a very important piece of information was deleted, and she desperately wanted to get it back.

It felt like a missing piece of a puzzle.

Lena unconsciously approached Emily's face, Emily looked at Lena who was close at hand, her pink lips, cute little freckles on her face, everything was so beautiful, but Emily suddenly Thinking of all the things he had done to the other party before, his body began to slowly lean back.

"Emily, you have beautiful eyes."

A gust of wind blows outside the window, and the leaves rustle. The tree shadows are mottled on the window of Lena's ward. Time seems to be frozen for a few seconds. On the contrary, he quickly packed up the lunch box that Lina had eaten, and said, "Thank you, I still have something to do, and I need to leave quickly."

"You..." Lena looked at Emily who turned and left, and began to remember this face and those bright eyes in countless dark nights, but she didn't know where this memory came from Come.

Emily left Lena's ward quickly, and when she walked to the stairs outside, she stopped when she saw that she could no longer let Lena see herself in such a state of embarrassment, and leaned against the wall, panting slightly, outside The bright sun began to shine on the stairwell, she touched her forehead, feeling how ridiculous she looked just now.

"Widowmaker, Widowmaker, how can you be considered a qualified killer with your appearance?"

"Ah, even though it's a public trip, I don't want to go back with you at all." McRae looked at Reaper sitting across from him reading a newspaper, and crossed his legs in dissatisfaction.

"Say a few more words." Death pointed out the window, raised his head towards McCree, and then continued to look down at the newspaper in his hand.

"It's dead silent there, and I don't know what you're doing when you go back."

McRae looked at the slowly changing white clouds outside the window. He remembered what happened there before. So far, his mechanical left arm is still aching. Even on the day of his death, he will not forget that place brought him It was like a nightmare memory, so he still resisted the death that brought him here rashly.

The helicopter landed on the lawn, and Reaper dealt with the hired pilot. McCree turned his head away not wanting to see the bloody scene. He saw Reaper twist his hand joints, jumped off the plane and stepped on the lawn, the wind The wind blew past, causing the green grass to sway. Reaper looked at the opposite forest. With his memory, he remembered where to go. He gestured, and McCree followed him, crossing the grass and walking towards the interior of the forest.

"Crackling—"

The bird on the tree heard the footsteps and was frightened, spread its wings and flew towards the sky. The sun shines on the two people standing in the forest through the gaps in the leaves. There is no more war here, and the resurrection and rebirth after death begin. Reaper walked forward and saw the broken robot in the dust. The mechanical parts of the robot had been damaged beyond repair, and only the head could barely see that it was a victim of the intelligent machine war.

Reaper walked over and touched the soil on the robot's head. He frowned and looked at the slightly wet soil on his hands, which was a bit unexpected.

"Reyes, can I hear why you brought me here?" McCree put his hands on his hips, looked at the buildings on the opposite side of the forest, and held the grass he just picked from the grass in his mouth. Come here, it's not good to leave me alone."

"I just came here to investigate one thing. I brought you here, and I just hope that you can help me." Reaper patted the mud on his hand, and he knew that McCree had seen the castle not far away.

"Well, I don't know how I can help you—"

Reaper turned his back to the pile of rotten iron. Just as he was thinking about how to investigate the truth in such a large place, a strange voice came from behind him. Before he could react, McCree had already moved towards him. He rushed over, and when Death fell to the ground, the place he was standing was almost pierced by bullets.

"Beep... creak... beep..."

A robot with a glowing red face sprang out from the ground, making an out-of-tuned mechanical sound. The god of death saw the moss covered on the robot, and suddenly remembered that he had just touched the soil on the robot body. He should have discovered this weird thing earlier. The droid had been awakened not long ago, perhaps his conversation with McCree reactivated it.

"You see these are the things you can help with."

McCree pressed the Grim Reaper under him, blushing a little, "That's not waiting for me to rescue you, is it?"

"Take your hands away...!"

The Grim Reaper suddenly pushed McCree away, and he himself rolled to the side. The place where they were just now was pierced by dozens of bullets. The Grim Reaper looked at the soul that should have died, raised the hellfire in his hand, and shot continuously at the robot. Eight shots. The robot was too old to dodge the attack. After being shot eight times, it fell apart. All the parts of its body were scattered on the ground. A soul really died.

"How can a robot come back to life?!"

McCree looked at the robot that had turned into a garbage dump, and felt that this matter was a bit weird and puzzling. These are the wreckage left by intelligent mechanical wars. It is unreasonable to be resurrected suddenly, and it is simply impossible. , just like people who died in the war suddenly came back to life.

"Shh."

The Grim Reaper suddenly made a silent gesture towards McCree, and McCree shed a drop of cold sweat. He heard some unknown sounds around him, and they were getting closer. The two stood there, distinguishing the direction of the sound, and Grim Reaper looked at it. Looking around, I saw the shaking of the branches behind McCree.

"careful!"

"what!"

The Grim Reaper wanted to stop it, but it was too late. Several bullets precisely hit McCree's arm, forcing McCree to take a step back. Fortunately, it hit the steel arm. McCree flicked the sunken bullet mark. Looking at the opposite side, three dilapidated robots with red lights on their heads came towards them. Death grabbed McCree and ran towards the castle deep in the forest.

"You haven't told me what's going on! The resurrection of the robot is big news!"

McCree clutched his cowboy hat and asked while being dragged away by Death.

"I don't know, but I know someone must be playing tricks."

The scene of the depressed village along the way is deserted, the steps on the road are covered with grass, and there are traces of being almost swallowed by the forest on the dilapidated walls. After running for a long time, I finally ran to the entrance of the castle, which is condescending. You can have a panoramic view of the whole Eichenwalde. From such a high place, McCree can see the smoke rising somewhere in the forest. There must be a family there. He never thought that after suffering such a painful war, how could anyone still want to live here? ?

"Want to see it?"

McCree stood behind Reaper and said.

"Let's go, I hope it's not what I think."

The two bypassed the place where the robot had just appeared, and headed towards the place with light smoke from another direction. This family lived deep in the forest and was not easy to find. They looked at the smoke in the sky to judge the location of the target. Passing through the woods one after another, they saw a road that seemed to extend to the place they were looking for. They looked at each other without speaking, and followed that road in unison.

The path was winding, seemingly endless, but McCree, with sharp ears, heard the chirping sound coming from ahead.

"Woo-woo-"

There was a sound like a kettle boiling, it was indeed someone living here.

Walking into the grass, McRae and Reaper hid in the bushes next to a tree. They saw a large wooden house, although it had collapsed in half. There was a small stove in the corridor of the wooden house, and the kettle on it was boiling water. There was a chirping sound, and if it didn't all look so weird, McCree would think it was a nice place to live comfortably.

While they were watching intently, a woman came out of the wooden house. She brushed her blond hair hanging down her head, tied her hair with a rubber band in her mouth, and wrapped a rag around the handle of the kettle He picked it up and walked into the house again.

"Angela?!"

McCree said that name in surprise, how could she be here?What is she doing here?

"It really is her."

Reaper said while picking up the gun in his arms, McCree quickly stopped Reaper's movements.

"What are you going to do? Are you going to kill her?"

"She's a scourge now, cowboy, you don't know what's going on."

"She's just a doctor. She should be here for a reason. Calm down."

McRae dissuaded, Death glanced at him, and loosened the gun in his hand. What he saw just now did not look like the Angela who broke out of the window in Black Claw before, and the smell on her body was completely different from before. Different, but how can he be sure that the resurrected robot that appeared in the forest was not caused by Angela?

"Let's go and have a look before making a decision, shall we?"

"……All right."

Although the god of death was reluctant, McCree tiptoed ahead. There was a glass window in the wooden house, so they should be able to see the situation inside. inside.

The wooden house is almost surrounded by experimental equipment, bottles and jars are placed everywhere, and some glass pipes meander through the beaker to another Erlenmeyer flask, and the blue medicine inside is supplied through a large black plastic pipe Three large cylindrical glass jars, McRae watched as Angela used a soldering iron machine to weld a feather-like thing in another place, and there seemed to be a woman lying behind Angela, with a bumpy chest, dark skin—

"Fariel?"

McRae saw that Farrell's body was filled with pipes filled with blue liquid. She seemed to be in a coma and had no intention of waking up. Seeing this, McRae felt very complicated inside, nervous and angry. What did Angela think? What was she going to do, how did she make Anna's daughter like this, the body's instinctive reaction was faster than the brain's thinking, McCree stood up and wanted to rush in, and forced Angela to question him. When the god of death just reacted, McCree had already About to push open the door of the wooden house, the god of death quickly pulled McCree back, but the footsteps were too loud, which alarmed Angela inside the house.

"Who!?"

Angela turned her head suddenly, she saw a cowboy hat passing by outside the window, she let go of what she was doing, and walked out the door.

"Let me go, why did she treat Faree like this?!"

"McRae, I didn't ask you to come here to do you a disservice."

"Angela—"

McCree wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a sentence from behind.

"Are you calling me?"

Angela leaned on a pillar in the corridor and looked at Reaper and McCree. Both McCree and Reaper stopped their movements and looked at Angela who was standing not far away.

"I didn't expect to meet old friends here."

"Angela, what exactly do you want to do?"

Death suddenly pulled out two guns from his cloak and pointed at Angela, but Angela didn't seem to be afraid at all, instead she looked at the two of them with a smile, and inadvertently, Angela jumped into the air, and the wings behind her spread out, Covering the two of them in the shadow like the wings of a giant eagle, McRae was stunned by Angela's sudden change. He watched Angela's eyes turn blood red, and the horns on her head and the tail behind her were all dead. Telling him that danger is coming.

The demon flapped its wings and floated in the sky, watching the mortals below.

"You know everything, it seems that I can't survive."

"You resurrected the robot?"

Reaper looked up at Angela and asked.

Angela tilted her head with a chuckle, her tail swung, and she smiled strangely.

"I didn't say I did it."

"No matter what, I won't let you do this!"

"Then see if you can stop me! Reyes!"

Angela raised her pistol and opened it wide open to Reaper and McCree. Reaper and McCree were knocked back by the modified bullets. They heard Angela whistle into the sky, and the whole forest began to shake. The Grim Reaper saw that everything was wrong, quickly picked up McCree, and was about to run away to the forest behind. Angela tried to block their way with her wings, but what the wings flapped was a puff of black smoke.

"I won't let you escape."

Angela looked at the direction where the black smoke disappeared and said coldly. As soon as her words fell, the forest ground shook, and the intelligent machine that was supposed to die broke out of the ground.