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Reboot: Mechanic

In the year 2139, the world changed. Fundamentally and irrevocably. Everything happened too quickly. The sky cracked like an egg and armored dinosaur-like monsters lurched out of the fissure. The split, though small at first, quickly widened. Within a few short hours, these beasts had overrun the world. Countries, even those who had been enemies for centuries, sounded a global alarm. Political differences were cast aside as humans scrambled to find a solution—any solution—to what became known as the Great Disaster 1.0. Human experimentations began, first in reluctance, then in earnest. As days turned into weeks and weeks into months, failure rates remained high. Desperate for results, global authorities started turning a blind eye to how experimental subjects were sourced. Countless victims were kidnapped and trafficked to state-run laboratories. Shi Tian was but one of them. But unlike those who died nameless, in pain, and unrecognizable, he had the fortune of surviving after being injected with humanity’s last hope—an integrated chip. Except… the chip remained dormant. It seemed that certain circumstances must be met before the chip could be activated. What those circumstances were, even the scientists in charge could not answer.

Idczhen · 科幻
分數不夠
440 Chs

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As Shi Tian explained the potential consequences of an attack, Benedict's face grew pale. 

He realized how close he had come to making a grave mistake. 

Damon's downfall had been a significant blow to Gearits City's leadership, and he didn't want to follow in his footsteps. Damon's position was at risk, but Benedict enjoyed his power and did not wish to lose it at all.

Meanwhile, Phoebe, with her usual pragmatic demeanor, had already grasped the implications. 

"You're clever, Gavin," she acknowledged. "You've made your point. We'll agree to the ceasefire as proposed."

"Hmph, it's only because Phoebe said so." Benedict, still grasping onto the tiny pride he had left, snorted and left the scene swiftly. His soldiers were trained, so it didn't take long for them to carry the wounded to retreat to the scene.

As for the dead soldiers, they could only blame themselves for being inadequate and forfeiting their lives.