Chapter 95 Don’t Sympathize

When Christina came here.

All she saw was a sea of ​​fire.

The scorching heat, the distorted vision, everything seemed to be boiling.

From time to time, there were red-hot iron filings falling from nowhere in the sky.

Christina was almost burned by these iron filings several times.

The temperature above was at least hundreds of degrees. Christina speculated that they should have been in direct contact with the flames in front of her.

But how could they appear in this area? The flames were in front.

The wind now was not strong enough to blow the iron filings.

"Is this an amazing... discovery?"

In Christina's pupils, the tail of the flame was swaying, adding a wildness to her eyes.

Boom!

At this time, another explosion sounded.

The ground shook twice, but it was not enough to make people fall.

Christina's footsteps staggered slightly.

"What's going on?"

This flame seemed to have been burning for a long time. Why is there something inside the building that can explode?

Logically speaking, this shouldn't happen.

Christina's eyes were fixed on the building covered by the flames.

A small black dot appeared in her field of vision.

The black dot was located above the building, and it seemed to be a little red.

It looked a little shaky.

"What is that? A bird?"

Christina couldn't see clearly because it was too far away.

However, birds should not be able to survive under such high temperatures.

What's more, the black dot was located at the center of the flames.

With such a high temperature, not to mention birds, even people would be burned to death.

"It seems to be coming in my direction."

Christina looked at the black dot curiously, swaying towards her, but she had no intention of retreating.

This is the nature of the player.

No matter how Christina is, she can't get away from this.

Just like moths will fly into the fire, mosquitoes will suck blood.

Players can't refuse anything new.

This is their nature,

the nature they have since they came to this world.

The black spot was getting closer and closer.

Christina could gradually see the shape of the black spot.

"Looking at the shape, it seems to be a person?"

However, although the body looked like a "person", the skin was burned red.

Human skin could not become so red no matter what.

If it was caused by high temperature, human skin would have melted when it burned to this degree of red.

Christina stared at it carefully and suddenly remembered the specialties of the capital.

Or, the specialties of the empire.

"...Robots?"

If so, it seemed to make sense.

But why are robots in this place? Such a high temperature, their bodies can't withstand it.

Christina, who thought so, obviously didn't understand.

For the empire, if civilians are consumables, then robots are low-level consumables.

From the beginning, they had no choice to leave here.

Even if they died, they had to perform their tasks.

Anyway, robots of this level,

The empire's factories can produce hundreds of them every hour.

The death of a few dozen people is just a haircut for the Empire - no big deal.

Of course, Christina didn't know about all this.

She had come into contact with those robots and knew that they were very intelligent.

So she naturally thought that these robots could leave here according to their own judgment.

[Beep... Beep, civilians detected...]

[Please... leave as soon as possible. ]

After standing there for a while, the black spot got closer and closer, and finally the whole picture appeared in Christina's eyes.

She was right before, this was indeed a robot.

When it flew in front of Christina, it also sounded a few alarms.

"You, did you try to fly to me for this?"

Christina looked at the robot and asked softly.

Its iron skin still exuded a scorching temperature, and the air around it was a little distorted.

Fortunately, Christina was a player and could be immune to these pains to the greatest extent.

[Beep, please leave as soon as possible. ]

[This place... is not safe. ]

The robot did not answer Christina's words, but continued to chirp.

The shadow of the robot was reflected in Christina's eyes.

Its body, after the red gradually faded, became extremely black.

This appearance was completely different from the beautiful machines Christina had seen before.

However, this appearance also touched Christina more deeply than before.

In the distance,

Arno looked at this scene with a blank expression.

Christina was a little too involved.

She felt sympathy for this machine, which was not right.

"I actually forgot that there are players like this occasionally."

There are many players who immerse themselves in the world of the game wholeheartedly.

However, there are very few who can truly feel empathy.

"What I do next may leave a bad impression on her."

"But it doesn't matter."

"I am Yanmo Novain now, not Arno. It doesn't matter if I am disliked."

"As long as I can achieve my goal, that's enough."

Arno said this and walked out of the shadows.

——

Christina was surrounded by the light of the flame.

The flames made her white pleated long skirt turn orange-red.

Even her long black hair became dazzling and no longer mysterious.

She was like a spirit of fire, staring at the sad person in front of her.

"Why don't you leave?"

Christina asked the machine.

However, no one answered her question.

The machine's generating system was just damaged, and now it just anxiously watched Christina turn around.

It still wanted to fulfill its duties.

Christina opened her mouth and wanted to say something.

However, at this time, a sound of footsteps came from behind her, interrupting her unspoken words.

"There are actually people in this world who sympathize with machines."

"This is really rare enough."

A voice with a little warmth came from behind Christina in the indifference.

Her body stiffened, and then she turned around suddenly.

"Don't panic, I have no ill will towards you."

The person in front of her smiled,

His face was too familiar to Christina as a player.

"...Yan, Yanmo Novain!?"

Christina couldn't help but screamed.

After she said it, she covered her mouth with regret.

"Oh? Do you know me?"

Arnold asked in a gentle voice.

Christina shook her head.

How could she tell Yanmo that kind of thing.

"Forget it, my portrait is all over the street anyway."

"You just need to know that I have no ill will towards you."

As Arno said this, he took out a long sword from somewhere in his hand.

The sharp blade reflected a cold color full of chill.

"Hand over that robot."