Blood was all over my head and the smell was like rusty iron.
1002 was stuck to the little fat boy's chest, feeling as heavy as if it were in an endless abyss.
Confused.
1002 looked at the dark guard who rose into the air and stood in front of the little fat boy with a pale face.
Watching him hold the little fat baby with trembling hands.
1002 looked up.
He saw the little fat boy's smiling face frowning, and saw the glaring red blood flowing out of the corners of his mouth.
I saw his cheeks turn from pale to rosy due to blood loss.
1002 was trembling and uneasy, its mechanical body shaking constantly.
Cub!
My cub!
His body hummed like crazy.
Buzz buzz buzz
Data is pouring out and the torrent is disintegrating.
The world seemed to stop at this moment, and people's movements became infinitely slow.
The power of rules came down with endless violent momentum, but was held back by 1002.
The force that could overturn the heavens suddenly collapsed, and the world was wailing.
“Stop!”
Almost at the same time, No. 0 appeared in front of 1002.
1002's mechanical eyes flashed red and beeped continuously.
It was like some kind of machinery creaking and breaking.
This system, which has always been despised as stupid and idiotic, now reveals its true face.
Unmediated, inhuman, indifferent.
Just like a real, lifeless object.
"You're destroying his world."
Number 0 stood in front of 1002, watching him go crazy and self-destruct.
1002's mechanical eyes suddenly fluctuated, and a steady stream of data poured out from his eye sockets like a long river crying.
"He's dead."
"He only had one life, and he died."
"Dead in this world!"
The red light in the mechanical eye kept flashing, revealing 1002's broken heart, the heart of flesh and blood he grew for the little fat boy.
How does it feel to watch the young life you love disappear before your eyes?
1002 is crazy.
He went mad the moment the blood poured over him.
His body couldn't bear the fluctuations in his data and kept wailing.
But 1002 didn't care.
He fought against the rules in a self-destructive way, and the rules were the original rules.
Above all living things.
1002 is digging its own grave.
But he couldn't care less.
He couldn't even hold onto his own body, and turned into a chaotic, flailing mass of creatures, a screaming devil.
His faith, his only hope.
Everything happened so unexpectedly. 1002 wanted to turn back time and go back to the time when the little fat boy was playing in the mud.
At that moment, the baby was happily playing with mud and shyly accepting every compliment.
He also told Tong that he wanted to be a happy little emperor.
1002 looked at his cub with starry eyes.
As an omnic, he remembers every detail of their interactions.
The little fat boy frowned slightly, pointed to his chest and said it hurt a little there.
1002 thought that as usual, Zizi wanted to say some sweet words.
He is ready.
Be prepared to hear the usual, cloying sweet nothings.
What posture should I use to listen?
1002 think so.
But the next second, sticky, bright red blood unexpectedly splashed all over 1002's head and face.
His body was very small from the beginning, taking into account the baby's ability to accept it.
But now 1002 regrets it so much. If his body had been bigger, he wouldn't have been stained with the blood of the little fat boy.
1002 raised his broken arm helplessly and watched the blood flow down from his body, dripping onto the ground, creating blood flowers.
As the blood dripped, 1002 felt that his entire body was collapsing.
Anxious crowd, glaring red, and cubs with their eyes closed.
All of this reveals 1002's carelessness, incompetence and idiocy.
"Buzz——" The sound of the machine kept coming. 1002 couldn't shed tears, he was wailing.
He was in pain, he was screaming madly.
He is crazy.
The main system couldn't stop him.
Even if the person standing here at this moment is a complete and not incomplete body, he cannot stop him.
1002, who is ranked so high and has special powers, has gone mad in a self-destructive way.
It is irresistible.
When the little fat boy woke up from fainting, his head was still dizzy.
He covered his head with his hands, opened his eyes, and looked at the little stars circling and dancing around his head.
Something was buzzing in my mind, and the corners of my mouth were a little wet.
The silly fat baby touched himself and wondered if he was drooling again?
But he didn’t dream of delicious food!
I didn't even dream of gold.
He put his hand in front of his eyes and saw that it was red. The little fat boy leaned in and smelled it.
The pungent smell of blood made him feel like a kitten smelling canned herrings. All the hair on his body stood up and he shook his fat hands rapidly.
Dirt, there is dirt!
Don't come over here woo woo.
As he was shaking his hands in disgust, a steel body was about to hit the little fat boy in the face like a bomb with irresistible momentum.
The mighty force of thunder and lightning instantly became as gentle as spring water.
Gently pressed against his chest.
Like a little bird relying on its owner.
"Ding Ding?" The little fat boy lowered his head and looked at 1002 who was grabbing his clothes and crying, feeling a little at a loss.
1002's tears were dripping.
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