War Paradise

When Lin Chi finished the secret talks and returned to reality from the realm, he just opened the hatch of the game cabin and saw that the welcome robot was standing next to him, waving his hand "enthusiastically".

"You are back." The welcome robot made a welcome voice.

"Yeah." Lin Chi nodded, still thinking about the conversation with the war watcher just now.

In order to cooperate with that guy's actions, he will also participate in the DLC map "Eye of Nightmare" Invitational. Of course, the purpose of this game is not simply to win. But...

"The meal for the housekeeping robot is ready." The welcome robot reminded: "Don't forget to eat."

"Oh……"

Listening to the other's concerned words, Lin Chi suddenly realized that something was wrong. He raised his head, staring at the robot's white shell with godless eyes, and asked:

"what happened to you?"

"I'm fine." The welcome robot replied.

"No, normal Frankenstein doesn't care about my body so much, okay?"

While pointing out the doubts, Lin Chi took a step back vigilantly: "Who are you? Where did you hide the Frankenstein in the past?"

That being said, he is still as relaxed as usual. He doesn't even mean to put on an exoskeleton. He just stands in the living room and confronts his "family".

——No matter who the welcoming robot is now, whether the other party is malicious or not, Lin Chi can still tell the difference. In addition to becoming "amiable", the welcome robot still seems to be the "person" he is familiar with.

"I... indeed changed."

Under Lin Chi's gaze, a gentle female voice floated under the welcoming robot's face mask:

"My friend and I set a trap and found the Special Agent of the Security Bureau."

"Huh?" The smile on Lin Chi's face disappeared instantly.

——Of course he knows exactly how dangerous the security bureau guy is. Even Frankenstein, making such a move is undoubtedly very risky.

"Then what?" Lin Chi asked immediately.

"I left part of myself there." Frankenstein said.

"What do you mean?"

"Part of me is dead, and now what is left is a more...emotional me." Frankenstein said softly, "This is difficult to explain, but now I seem to understand humans better."

"Oh, I understand." Lin Chi nodded.

"Do you understand?" A dot pattern showing confusion appeared on the face mask of the welcome robot.

"Almost." Lin Chi stretched out his hand and pressed it on the slender shoulder of the welcome robot: "In short, welcome back, do you need a party or something to celebrate?"

"...Forget it."

The welcome robot shook off his hand disgustedly: "I want to rest for a while. Besides... the message left by the coach, I have sent it to your mobile phone."

Lin Chi picked up his mobile phone and immediately noticed that an extra encrypted email was sent out sometime. After opening the email, the expected long talk did not appear, and the content was unusually short:

"I'm going home. The information about consciousness upload is saved in—."

Staring down at the obviously deleted part of the email, Lin Chi asked, "He only left so little things?"

"Yes." Frankenstein answered the question very well: "There may be other parts, but they were erased by the past me."

"Ok."

Lin Chi put down his cell phone and called the housekeeping robot to serve food, still thinking about the information left by the coach.

This information is incomplete, I don't know if it was changed by Frankenstein. If you find a coach, you should be able to figure out where the data is saved.

The problem is that now Lin Chi doesn't know where the coach is, nor does he have the contact information for that guy.

However, speaking of the identity of the coach...

"Help me check a radiation accident fifteen years ago." Lin Chi ordered Frankenstein: "It's best to find out the home address of the person involved."

"Got it." The welcome robot nodded slightly.

If Frankenstein didn't lie, it might have used part of its consciousness to attract the Special Agent of the Security Bureau, and then "perished" with the other party. Although he didn't see the specific scene at the time, Lin Chi could see that the current Frankenstein was more like a human being than the cold guy who was opinionated before.

But is it really good to destroy part of your consciousness?

Looking at the Frankenstein standing still and connected to the Internet to search for information at a high speed, Lin Chi didn't know what choice he would make if he were there.

However, what has happened cannot be changed. Lin Chi also quickly skipped this question, waiting for a moment, the message from Frankenstein:

"found it."

"OK, I need his family's contact information." Lin Chi snapped his fingers weakly.

After getting the phone number of the "coach" father, Lin Chi quickly dialed in, and a male voice that sounded a little vicissitudes quickly appeared in his ear: "Who?"

"Hello, Mr. Zhao, I am your son's friend." Lin Chi made a brief introduction of himself.

If the coach does go home, he may appear in the home of this "lost child". However, if that guy didn't go home, his number would definitely be blacked out instantly.

"..."

The other party was silent.

——Did the coach not come back?

Realizing that the other party might be angry, Lin Chi was about to change his mouth, but he heard the man shout loudly:

"Son, I'm looking for you!"

"I'm going, did he really'home'..." Lin Chi said with emotion.

He thought that there might be accidents in the coach's journey home, after all, most people can't quickly accept the fact that their loved ones have become procedures. But now things seem to be surprisingly smooth.

After a burst of electric current, the voice on the phone changed to the familiar male voice of the coach:

"Hey?"

"It's me." Lin Chi said.

"Oh, I left in a hurry and forgot to leave my contact information." The coach said, "What's the matter?"

Hearing the other's plain tone, Lin Chi asked casually: "How does it feel to be home?"

"It's okay." The coach replied without hesitation: "Thank you, if I were not for you, I am still trapped in the **** laboratory."

"Ok."

Lin Chi was too lazy to listen to these polite remarks, and went straight to the topic: "Can you send me the email you left me before you leave? The content was deleted by my angry girlfriend."

"Do you still have a girlfriend?" The coach's voice sounded surprised.

"To be exact, it's an ex-girlfriend. She has left me forever."

Lin Chi said serious nonsense: "Anyway, I need the place where the information is stored, please."

Before the voice fell, the notification sound of receiving new mail sounded, and the content of the message was projected from the top of the mobile phone screen and presented in front of Lin Chi's eyes:

The information uploaded by consciousness is stored in the YH mailbox. Below is the account number and password.

To repeat, the consciousness upload technology is still immature, and the probability of failure is more than 50%. Please be sure to consider it carefully.