Robots are not the same as animals like lynxes, and they are very different from humans.

After all, many of the robot's programs are pre-programmed. If it fails to recognize the target, then it must shoot if it is to be made to shoot.

Because these procedures are all done step by step, there will be no changes at all.

She has now initiated the attack program, and if I cannot resolve it, it will have to fire that bullet and kill me.

I was incredibly frustrated. I looked at the dagger in my hand, then at her mechanical arm that was constantly trying to find the right angle to attack my head, and I felt utterly miserable.

If I had known there was this kind of monstrosity in here, I shouldn't have come in at all.

But thinking about all this now is completely useless, because I have to get out of this place as soon as possible.

To escape this place, we must first deal with this robot.

But in all my years, when have I ever seen such a thing?

I quickly recalled some scenes from movies I had seen before. These robots should have batteries or a power source. If the power source is cut off, no matter how powerful the robot is, it will lose the fulcrum that supports its power.

But apart from the constantly flashing control panel on her chest, I can't see any other power source plugged into her.

Moreover, I hadn't even said a few words to her when I came in, let alone had time to carefully observe its complete appearance before she got me all entangled. If her control panel isn't the main location for plugging in the power, then normally it should be on the head or back.

After all, even the most advanced device should have a power outlet!

I quickly looked around and saw that I was in a corner, with a window next to me that was tightly closed.

It's clearly unrealistic to think we can escape from here.

There was a table at my feet, covered with a jumble of things, including a few books, and the only other thing I could use was a chair.

However, I wasn't very close to that chair, and it would obviously be quite difficult to use it for support and jump over the robot from behind.

At this point, I had no time to think, because the robot started repeating again: "Recognition failed again, prepare to fire!"

Can't this damn thing give me a break?

Seeing that her hand was already raised, I didn't care about anything else and immediately kicked the robot's leg hard.

But after kicking it, I realized that it was a rather foolish thing to do.

Because the robot's legs were also made of steel, when I kicked it, it didn't react at all, but it did make my own leg hurt a little.

But after that brief pain, I suddenly remembered another way: I could crawl between her legs and climb behind her.

Even if her mechanical arm is incredibly strong, if I push against it and go against the flow, she will definitely change.

If her arms can't completely hold onto my strength, then she'll definitely have to change her tactics and come after me again.

I'm confident I can find her charging port if I can jump behind her.

Although there's no water nearby for her to use to electrify herself, I have a gun!

Even if it destroys her, I absolutely cannot let him kill me like that after I shoot her in her weakest spot!

Without hesitation, I turned around again to kick the robot's leg. Little did I know that the robot's programmer must be an incredibly talented and amazing person, because the robot's ability to adapt to unexpected situations was also very high!

I kicked her just now, and this time when I kicked her other leg, she actually knew to dodge.

Her dodge bought me time, and I immediately turned around and used the dagger in my hand to stab the control panel in her chest.

The robot slightly turned to the side, and I immediately crawled up between her legs to her back.

Her mechanical arm really couldn't extend or retract, and couldn't support my weight. Then she quickly twisted her body, trying to come over to me.

At the same time, I had already run to the chair, picked it up, and smashed it down on the robot's head.

Just then, the cannon-like thing in her hand started firing rapidly, and the bullets hit the glass dome of one of the robots, shattering it.

I was startled; I hadn't expected her mechanical arm to be so powerful.

If that thing had hit me on the head just now, I'd probably be dead by now, meeting the King of Hell!

I immediately turned around and tried to run away, but the robot was very persistent and chased after me.

I practically scrambled and crawled, still firing my gun behind me.

But the robot clearly didn't care about the bullets fired from the gun at all; I could even hear the crisp sound of the bullets hitting her.

But just as I was about to run to a broken window across the street, the robot grabbed my leg and then swung me around violently.

I lost my grip on the window frame and was flung off by the robot, crashing into the floor tiles.

That fall was absolutely brutal; I barely had time to defend myself before collapsing limply onto the floor tiles.

I felt excruciating pain all over my body, my head was buzzing, and my vision was going black in waves.

Just when I thought I was doomed this time, the robot behind me that was attacking me suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, I heard her mechanically say, "Target locked! Target unlocked! What are your orders, Master?"

I was taken aback. Could this thing be a hybrid of electricity?

Is the program corrupted?

Or did she hit me and then have a change of heart, feeling sorry for me and wanting to let me off the hook?

I didn't dare to move because I didn't know if she was talking to me or if there were other people in the camp.

If there is someone else in this abandoned building, who is that person? And why is he guarding this place?

But after waiting for a while, I didn't hear any other noises, and the robot that was about to attack me just now also stopped moving, as if it was really waiting for its master to give some command.

I lay on the ground for a while, and when I came to my senses, I felt that it wasn't so dark anymore. So I cautiously turned my head to look, and what I saw almost scared me to death...