"On the seventeenth, we're in trouble."

Marin took his men to the third floor and said in a very normal tone when passing No. 17 - Since No. 17 has standard logical judgment skills, you should know what they are facing.

Marin's judgment was also correct. This armor nodded in a very humane manner: "Confirm the existence of the failed experimental subject. Based on the Basic Rights Protection Act, I will open the previous channel. Please pass through the corridor, and I will block the failed experimental subject for you."

"Failed experimental subject?" Marin asked Dante to lead the team first, then stood beside No. 17 and asked, "Why are they called failed experimental subjects?"

"The first embryo of the failed experimental subject originated from the Wageningen Military Base. You can find the content about them in the computer document on the upper layer. I am responsible for protecting these secrets... Please leave quickly, citizen, the failed experimental subject has come."

"Goodbye, No. 17." Marin looked at the zombies that had appeared at the corner of the stairs, and while retreating, he shot two short shots. The bullet hit the zombies' legs and waist and abdomen. While they fell, they also stopped the pursuit of the later generations.

Marin speeded up, and at the same time saw the thin and slender hands handed out from the outside of the guardrail, and more and more.

While running, Marin took out another incendiary bomb, pulled out the security pin, and threw it behind him.

A shiny distorted zombie poked its head out of the guardrail, and it opened its mouth to Marin, revealing its twisted fangs.

Then Fio's blood roar cut open its neck, and the distorted zombie released its hand to cover the wound, so it was bound by gravity and fell downstairs.

"Quick! Marin!" Dante stood in front of the steps and shouted loudly while shooting.

Marin emptyed the rifle magazine, threw the gun to Lorraine, pulled out the pistol from her waist, and did not install a silencer on it this time. He raised the gun and fired at the glowing zombie that exposed his head. The first bullet fired a jump on its smooth head.

When its head was tilted back, the first bullet drilled into its chin. This time, the zombie who could not block the bullet lost its life. She let go of her hand holding the guardrail and fell to the bottom.

The incendiary bomb behind him began to work, sweeping the living layers that flipped over the guardrail into the sea of ​​fire.

A zombie turned out from the guardrail in front of Marin. It turned around and rushed towards Marin. Marin was short, and a sliding shovel made its pounce, while waving his left hand to open the arm that was grabbing him.

When the sliding began to slow down, Melo held its owner behind Marin. Marin, who was running with the flow, pointed his right hand at the guardrail, and fired the bullets of the pistol in his empty hand in one breath. With one wave and swung, the empty magazine was thrown to the ground. At the same time, he got the full magazine in his hand and had it loaded.

Merlot rolled up the empty magazine, jumped onto the wall on the left, then flew over Marin's head, and sent the zombie who had crossed the guardrail back the same way. Then it rolled up with Fio's branches and landed safely.

Marin ran up the steps, and the tender branches of the World Tree followed along.

The steps that Marin walked by began to retract back into the wall.

The roar behind him made Malin speed up his pace. When he was three steps away from the top entrance, Malin saw the horror on everyone's faces.

So he jumped up and turned around. At this moment, Lorraine threw the reloaded rifle to Marin.

Meanwhile, Marin threw the pistol to Lorraine, who caught the pistol and then shot at the zombie with smooth skin all over her body. The round-headed pistol bullet failed to penetrate its skin, but successfully stopped its pursuit, so the rifle in Marin's hand fired.

The fast and slow machine was plucked, and the bullet hit the zombie's chest continuously. The rifle bullet tore open the skin and flesh of its target with kinetic energy far beyond the pistol. Marin, who landed on the ground, emptied the magazine in one breath, and the last bullet drilled into the forehead of the zombie. It lost its strength and fell on the lower floor.

The door to the elevator began to close.

"I can't learn this move." Jinding walked over and reached out to hammer Marin: "Your Excellency, you are so powerful, even more powerful than everyone says."

Marin smiled, then shook hands with everyone who came over to shake hands with him, and then looked at Dante: "Just survive, can we contact outside now?"

"No, the place we are here now feels like a residence, but everything...the things downstairs are something we have never seen before, and it is very luxurious." The man shook his head.

So Marin handed the rifle to Lorraine. When the elevator stopped, he got out the first time and glanced around.

...I've been so fucked, he knows everything here, whether it's a sofa, a TV, or a bed... But what the hell is this egg-like bed? What's going on with this round TV, and why is this sofa floating like this...

It turns out that I am also a primitive person.

Marin was thinking this way, and a voice rang out: "Wuan, dear guests, Isabella is online, welcome to the special floor of Le Grand Bellevue Hotel, one hour before the sun sets, and now you are enjoying the good days of the sunset. Do you need me to open the window for you?"

"Isabella, open."

Marin said.

Dante leaned over and said, "Isabella, I heard the name of the person you said. Do you know this mysterious woman? How can you understand her words?"

"This is related to the extraordinary sequence, and old knowledge is very dangerous." Marin smiled.

Dandine nodded and chose to retreat - as the commander of the Justice Church in charge of this operation, he understood the dangers of some knowledge.

At this moment, the entire wall squeaked, and Marin turned his head and saw that the entire shell in front of him was opening. Eight thousand years later, the hotel began to operate again.

Then the tall tower in the distance entered Marin's sight. Looking at the zombies attached to the ants under the tower, Marin cursed. Just when he didn't know what to do, he suddenly saw the light on the top of the tower shining regularly.

The lamp was facing the sun, probably because he noticed the change here, and his girls were contacting him!

Thinking of this, Marin turned around and pushed the long pushable mirror that was on the side to the window, and began to respond to the girls' codes with it.

"Are you in contact?"

"Yes, use regular flashes to talk, you should use them too, right?"

"Well, that's true, look, they've fired a signal flare."

Marin saw the signal flare rising, and also saw three griffins flying over to pick them up. It was Marin's happiest thing for the girls to be obedient. Thinking of this, Marin raised his head: "Isabella, I should call you Mrs. or Miss."

"Miss, guest, do you need anything I need to serve you?"

Very good. Miss Isabella has extremely strong logical ability, but it is also passive. Compared with No. 17, this is just a low-end artificial intelligence.

"Can I go to the rooftop?" asked Marin.

"Of course, the rooftop passage is opening. Please enter the lobby. The elevator will take you and your friends to the rooftop."

Marin nodded and told Dante that there was a way to go to the rooftop, so everyone immediately started to pack their luggage-yes, beautiful, soft and useful pillows can be taken away, beautiful, soft and useful blankets can be taken away, beautiful, soft and useful pajamas can be taken away.

When Marin found the small panel computer, he was stunned when he looked at the Dell logo on it - hoping that it would have a built-in in Chinese.

Taking away the data cable and spare batteries, Marin followed the crowd of people who were like moving to the hall. Members had already taken the elevator. Marin looked around and found that these guys had taken everything they could.

Marin was the last to go up the elevator. Before he walked up the elevator, Marin asked a question: "Miss Isabella."

"Yes, guest, do you have any questions?"

"How do you keep these things undamaged?"

"Because they are all recyclable and reusable things, just like the small computer in your hand, you have been reproduced thirty times. It would be impossible to achieve without a four-story copy factory on the underground floor."

Copy the factory, damn it, my friends have made a fortune!

Marin stuck out his tongue, then smiled and said goodbye to the Miss Isabella: "We're leaving."

"Ah, guest, I have a message from the original owner of the room. His body has been cleaned. I never thought that the original owner would come so late, so... do you want to listen?" Miss Isabella asked.

Marin did not refuse: "Why, play it."

So, a man's voice rang.

·In the past month, a lot of things have happened. I used to think that being a soldier was a troublesome, but I didn’t expect that it was because I had been a soldier that I lived to this day.

Then the man coughed.

After coughing for a while, he continued to speak.

·I originally thought that humans had rushed out of the sky and had bases on the moon and Mars. We will no longer usher in the end of destruction as described in old-time novels and games. Our Earth union will work together to get rid of the shackles of gravity. Tens of billions of souls will leave the home planet. The Earth union will eventually become an important force in this universe... I was wrong.

·The biochemical man originally used to prepare for the transformation of the neighboring livable star was out of control. The evil called Chaos broke through the space and manipulated these failed experimental subjects. The former helpers became our enemies. We sacrificed, we fought, we exploded the track elevator, we exploded the dam, we... even exploded the tower.

·My favorite tower is. When I was a child, my father always took me to see it. Even if the thing was disrepaired for so long, it was a pity to blow it up in order to destroy the biochemical incubation area on the south bank of the Seine River.

·However, considering the rail elevators that everyone in East Asia exploded, we in Europe cannot be too petty...

·It's a pity that we did everything we could do, but we still failed. There are fewer and fewer people alive. At least in the Italian and Swiss defense lines, I haven't received any communication for a week. The long-wave communications in the East Asia and North America defense zones were not intercepted. I don't know if it was a death or the interruption tower of the long-wave communications was destroyed... Anyway, human civilization seems to have reached the brink of destruction, and I, I am almost dead...

The man coughed again, and after a longer period of breathing, he began to speak again.

·This is Le Grand Bellevue Hotel, a newly opened special service store in Switzerland. If it was two months ago, I am afraid that I would not be able to stay here for one night after a year's salary. You should know that the top floor dedicated to reception of VIPs can overlook the most advanced special suites in the entire area. I heard that you can arrange your own furniture according to the guests' preferences... but that's not the case.

·It's just like home... I don't know if the orcs at home can survive, but that's the latest orc I bought after spending two years of salary... I'm really bored. I've been two months old, and the little thing must have starved to death...

·My mother is right, I am not suitable for pets. Even if the pet looks the same as a human this time, it has not learned to open the can on its own...

·My combat partner No. 17 helps me guard the bottom... I hope its warranty will not be too long, otherwise a war armor will face loneliness and it will be pitiful...

·By the way, latecomer, I asked my housekeeper Miss Isabella to adjust all latecomers into guest mode... But I think there will be no one... Good night, Earth...

The man's breath became increasingly anxious.

·This is the Europa 17th Army, the Sixth Armored Assault Corps, the Third Company Sergeant, Kahn Keder.

·Earth united...invincible...

The recording was finished, and the words of Kahn put Marin into silence, and Miss Isabella began her supplementary action: "Mr. Kahn Keder's body was removed and put into the loop factory during the first annual compilation. The voice playback was finished, guests, your friend waited for a long time."

"...so, Miss Isabella, goodbye." Marin said, and stood on the lift.

"I hardly understood what that man was saying. There were only a few words that could guess the meaning." Jinding looked at Marin with some confusion.

"It is an unyielding soul who says goodbye to us." Marin replied.

The lift board took him and Jinding to the top of the hotel.

There was a team of griffins on the top, and Marin saw the girls in his family.

"I heard it was a very smooth operation?" Matilda asked with a smile.

"Yes...what's wrong with your hand?" Marin looked at the wound on her arm.

"I was caught, nothing, I just drank the potion." Matilda said with a smile.

Marin was stunned for a moment.

Orcs, biochemical humans, viruses?

Marin walked to Matilda, picked up her injured hand, pulled open the bandage, and saw the inflamed wound.

After a moment of silence, Marin reached out and patted Matilda's head, and then connected Dante's arcane telephone.
Chapter completed!