Reborn One Week Before the Apocalypse

Chapter 304: Chapter 294: Iron-Armored Warriors

Hu Bin looked at the time on his watch. There was only one hour left until eight o’clock. He couldn’t do anything but pray for that moment to arrive sooner.

He and Bo Niou were leaning against the window, watching the scene outside. Looking at the fields covered in blood, they felt no fear, only excitement.

Although Tang Mo’s spiritual power consumption was immense, she had a large supply of Crystal Stones to replenish it, so she could just about hold on.

Most importantly, Tang Mo’s tactics were excellent. Every time she controlled a batch of programmed people, another defensive line formed in front of her. This greatly reduced her pressure, gradually turning the battle into a one-sided affair.

What Tang Mo didn’t know was that ever since she destroyed and controlled the first programmed person and the system detected her presence, the entire world’s system had begun to broadcast everything happening in this open field in real time.

Although there were no surveillance cameras here, countless camera-equipped drones were circling in the sky.

Perhaps the system wanted to broadcast their punishment and capture as a warning to the public, as revenge for Mr. Hu’s long-running live stream, which had been a slap in the face to the world’s rules.

And even more unexpectedly, due to the butterfly effect from Mr. Hu’s live stream, the world had changed its rules for the first time before World Day.

The voting system had been reopened. Before eight o’clock at night, everyone could change their vote.

This was something that had never happened before.

The system’s original intention was to prevent everyone from being influenced by that seductive broadcast, and to have them make the truly correct choice after seeing the punishment for those who broke the rules.

At this very moment, everyone was at home, their eyes glued to the blood-red screens. They had lived under the illusion of peace for too long and had long forgotten the taste of war.

And this girl, this scene before them, deeply shook every single person to their core.

Tang Mo, however, had her entire spiritual power focused on destroying and controlling the programmed people, so she hadn’t noticed the drones circling above her head.

But even if she had noticed, she wouldn’t have cared.

’A live broadcast? Fine, let them watch. I’ll show them whether this world is really the "Love ang Peace" they think it is.’

The battle ended quickly. The programmed people still standing all had blank, dazed expressions on their faces. They were all Tang Mo’s now.

’Finally, I can get some rest.’

Tang Mo sat down on a Crystal Stone. She knew, of course, that these programmed people were produced by the system. As long as the world willed it, their numbers were endless.

’But production has to take some time, right? As long as I can last until eight o’clock, this will all be over.’

The remaining programmed people all moved to close ranks around Tang Mo, once again forming a solid wall.

Everyone in front of their screens held their breath, waiting to see what move the world would make against Tang Mo next.

They knew the girl before them was facing this punishment because of that long-running live stream, and although it seemed to have nothing to do with them, every single person who had watched the stream, everyone who had felt genuine joy and happiness for Mumu and Bo Niou, was no longer a bystander.

The verdict on this girl felt like a verdict on themselves. They all sincerely hoped that the girl before their eyes could win.

But she was just one person. Could she really win against the world’s machine?

It was just like them, hesitating every time they voted. ’Could my single vote really win against the whole world?’

’As just one person, can I really fight against the rules?’

With the live broadcast and the change in voting rules, the world was certainly not going to give up and let Tang Mo off so easily.

Soon, Tang Mo sensed something rushing towards her from the city at high speed.

She stood up, straightened the hem of her clothes, and sent out her spiritual power to probe. It wasn’t programmed people. It was definitely something far more powerful.

What was more terrifying was that Tang Mo couldn’t sense any human consciousness in these opponents.

This meant her tactic of destroying and controlling them was useless.

It was also at this moment that Tang Mo’s spiritual power detected the drones in the sky, filming her from every angle.

She quickly realized what was happening. Then she looked up and smiled at one of the drone’s cameras.

’I will not surrender.’

The distance was too great for the drone to transmit her voice to the live stream, but the audience, sitting intently before their screens, still understood her by reading her lips.

The screen zoomed in on Tang Mo’s face. There wasn’t a trace of fear of the unknown. It was as if what she was about to face was the most ordinary thing in the world.

She was still smiling, smiling as she stood on the blood-soaked earth.

She was saying, ’I will not surrender.’

’I might not win, but I will give it my all, down to the very last moment.’

’I will not surrender. I will never, ever surrender to this world.’

In that moment, everyone understood the meaning behind the girl’s smile.

Many didn’t even realize that, at some point, two streams of hot tears had begun to flow down their faces.

People wiped their faces messily with their hands, unable to distinguish what kind of emotion was churning inside them.

They hadn’t felt an emotion like this for a very long time.

Tang Mo’s gaze was fixed firmly on the distance, until the group of enemies appeared before her.

They weren’t the almost perfectly human programmed people, but a group of robots encased in full steel armor. Each one stood two meters tall, their entire bodies made of steel that refracted the sunlight.

If the programmed people existed to maintain the world’s public order, then these steel men existed to maintain its security.

There weren’t many of these steel men, only about thirty or forty, but their combat power was terrifying to behold.

Tang Mo wasn’t surprised. She had known all along that with such advanced technology, the world wouldn’t have stopped at simply creating the programmed people.

And these steel men before her were pure robots, with no consciousness and no brains. It was impossible for Tang Mo to destroy or control them with her spiritual power.

Tang Mo glanced down at the time. There were only forty minutes left until eight o’clock at night.

’Guess I have to face them head-on.’

Tang Mo took the Heaven-reaching Axe from her Space and gripped it in her hand, preparing for a tough fight.

The distance was closing. Tang Mo sent ten programmed people charging forward to test the waters and see what kind of power those steel giants really possessed.