Even the guns used by these six robots include five perfect-grade rifles and one premium-grade rifle.
Several perfect-grade bullets.
Among them are quite a few perfect armor-piercing rounds.
This configuration is even better than that of the survivors in their group.
Back in the car, Ye Li told Xiao Ai to continue using autonomous driving and not to stop unless there was danger or a resource box.
Ye Li sat down in the massage chair in the passenger seat and continued to leisurely browse the chat channel.
The chat in the chat channel is still going on.
The survivor who had just said someone was robbing them was now shouting in the chat channel.
"Holy crap, you'd never guess what those highway robbers were!"
"What is that?"
"Speak up!"
"What exactly is that?"
"Can you please stop being a riddle solver?"
"A riddle-maker, whose child is born without an anus, will be hit by a car as soon as he goes out!"
"Get the Riddler out of Gotham!"
A burst of curses erupted in the chat channel.
At this moment, the survivor who had been shouting sent another voice message.
"It's a robot, a robot with a gun! Help!"
The survivor was practically screaming.
However, amidst the survivors' shouts and cries, the faint sounds of gunfire and engine roars could be heard.
It was clear that the robots he had encountered were chasing him.
"Help... thud... squeak... duang..."
The survivor sent another voice message.
However, the audio clip is very short.
He only uttered one word.
Then came the sound of tires exploding, followed by the sounds of brakes and a rollover.
Then, it came to an abrupt end.
"Holy crap? That's so exciting!"
"It's probably too cold now."
"Ugh, what a waste. If it were me, those broken robots would be the ones running away."
"If you can't even beat a bunch of scrap metal, what's the point of living? The sooner you die, the sooner you'll be reborn."
"..."
Ye Li scoffed at the discussions among these people in the chat channel.
Some people are always like this, striking hard from behind the scenes. If they were to come out into the open, I wonder how many people would be so scared they'd wet their pants.
"Stop arguing... That's all the grit you have. If you're so capable, go and fight those robots with real weapons. What kind of hero are you trying to be?"
"none of your business!"
"Exactly, why don't you go and fight those robots?"
"Damn it, how do you know I didn't do it?"
After sending the message, the survivor immediately took a picture of himself holding a severed head.
Of course, it's the robot's head.
"Wow, wow, wow, brother is really amazing!"
Someone made a sarcastic compliment.
It was a man who deliberately used a very sharp voice to make the message.
Like fingernails scratching across a blackboard, it's heartbreaking.
"It's just a robot, what's there to brag about? I just haven't encountered one yet. If I had, I wouldn't be any worse than you."
"Hehe~ You're really wise. I don't know how someone like you has survived this long. Didn't your mother tell you that you should be polite and truthful?"
"I XX..."
"If no one taught you, don't talk here. Every word you say is garbage from someone who didn't even finish nine years of compulsory education!"
"You XX..."
"Next, I'm going to share some useful information with you all. You can listen if you want, or you can ignore it if you don't. As for those with cerebellar atrophy who can't understand, they can just wait to die."
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