Doomsday

When Gao Yuan caught up with Xinghe and Xiang Weiguo, they hadn't gone out too far.

Everyone was startled when they saw the height of the blood, because he was just as freshly removed from the blood. Nowhere on the body was clean, and there was a strong smell of blood.

He waved to others not to approach him, and Gao Yuan walked beside Xinghe.

"Can you spot the zombies now?"

Gao Yuan asked casually, but he really wanted to know one thing.

If Xinghe could find the scattered zombies in advance, why didn't he say a word.

Xinghe said calmly: "No, I have now turned off the observation function, leaving only the most basic survival function."

Gao Yuan felt sorry, but he was no longer confused.

"You should have told us earlier, because you could find zombies at a long distance before, so we think you can still do it now. In this case, it will cause misjudgment."

"But you can't do anything for me, even if I say it, it doesn't make any sense."

It seems that communication is not just about dialogue.

Gao Yuan turned to Xinghe and said, "It makes sense. If I knew earlier that you could not find the zombies in time, I would search more carefully when I led those zombies. You should tell us your situation in a timely manner, your Ability so that we can make better arrangements. I'm not blaming you. I want to tell you how to do it better for us. "

Xinghe was silent for a while, then he nodded: "I see. It seems that my habits are not good, and I haven't adapted to treating you as equal objects of communication."

At first glance, Xinghe's words were a little awkward, but if you think about it, it's true.

Just as humans do n’t explain anything to animals, because humans do n’t take animals as objects for communication. For example, Jia Weidong refuses to leave his hound, but Jia Weidong obviously does n’t explain why he did this to his hounds.

A high-level civilization does not have the habit of actively communicating with low-level civilizations.

Gao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, facing Xinghe Road: "So what function does your mecha have left?"

"Some basic records, subsistence, and communication functions, and other functions have been discontinued. Otherwise, I cannot support the time when it can adapt to the air of the earth."

Gao Yuan thought about it and said, "What do you eat?"

"Eat? Eating is a more primitive way of ingesting energy. Currently, I rely on Mecha's life support system to get the energy the body needs."

"You have been in the mech. How can the excretion problem be solved?"

"This question is too private."

"Uh, it's a bit, then when I didn't ask."

"But you already asked, the answer is that you don't need to excrete when using an external support system."

Gao Yuan couldn't hear the change in the tone of Xinghe's speech, so he whispered: "So how long will your mech last?"

"According to the current consumption level, it can still maintain 200 hours, but if the reconnaissance function is turned on, it will be three hours, plus visual deception, it will be one hour and twenty. If you add fast movement, you can use two hours. All these features are turned on, and you can use them for one minute and forty seconds. "

Gao Yuan was puzzled: "Is investigating more energy than moving fast?"

"Yes."

Gao Yuan thought about it and said, "I see, how fast can you move fast?"

"Earth speed, 160 kilometers per hour."

"Can you fly then?"

"With the main energy supply, you can fly short distances and assist mobile means. Without the main energy supply, you cannot fly because the energy supply level is not enough for flight."

"Okay, well, I have another question."

"You ask."

"How big is the universe? Does it have margins?"

Xinghe was silent for a while, and said, "I don't know."

"do not know?"

"We didn't find the margins of the universe, so I can't answer your question accurately."

"Well, then I have no problem for now."

Gao Yuan asked the question he most wanted to ask, which was how big the universe was, but he didn't get the answer unexpectedly.

Xiang Weiguo is on the side, only a few meters away from Gao Gao, so he heard the words of Xinghe very clearly.

Gao Yuan was facing Xiang Wei Road: "I went ahead and opened the road."

"You don't need to open the road. King Kong, they can find the trace of the zombies a thousand meters away. It doesn't make much sense to go ahead to open the road. You stay beside Xinghe. Once there is something, you protect him and leave.

Now that we have left the densest place of zombies, the next thing to do is to avoid the zombies and move forward slowly.

Gao Yuan felt that it didn't make much sense for him to go ahead to open the road, and the most important thing was of course to protect Xinghe.

Sighing slightly, Gao Yuan whispered to Xiang Weiguo: "How many are dead?"

"Three."

Three more people died, two of whom died in front of Gao Yuan.

That feeling of weakness came again, and Gao Yuan sighed softly.

Even if it is Superman, nothing can be done. After all, Gao Yuan has only one person. Even if he is a cow, he is only one person.

Gao Yuan sighed slightly. Xiang Weiguo seemed to understand Gao Yuan's distress. He whispered: "You have to remember that you have done very well and very well. Without you, we would never have had the opportunity to leave like this. There is no such thing as sacrificing three people to get here. "

"But it wasn't supposed to be dead."

Xiang Weiguo gave Gao Yuan a glance and said: "Don't think of yourself as a god, Xiao Yuan, you just gain more power and faster speed than ordinary people, but you are not **** ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ What are you doing? Everything is the same. Try to plan carefully before you start, but once the action starts, you must face all kinds of accidents. Like others, you have to deal with all kinds of accidents. "

Gao Yuan did have some blame. Although he was instructed by Wei Guo, he still had some blame.

Because Gao Yuan was covered in zombie blood, Xiang Weiguo was not too close to him, but as a special forces instructor, Xiang Weiguo still accurately grasped the psychological changes of Gao Yuan.

"Xiao Yuan, you have done enough and good enough. Striving for perfection should be, but no one can really be perfect. Just do your best."

Gao Yuan thought for a while and nodded: "Well, do your best."

Ask yourself, do you really do your best?

Gao Yuan's answer was that he really did his best to do it. Then, if he did his best, he could be sad or angry, but he didn't have to blame himself.

So Gao Yuan's mood finally relaxed a little.