novelaction Chapter 282: Fury Road (End)
Chapter 282: Fury Road (End)
In the Lucky 38 Casino, House, who is less than years old this year, woke up from a simulated dream and connected his consciousness to the robots inside and outside the casino, observing the situation in the casino today.
Unlike some old popsicles or zombies from before the war, House is now in a very strange state of being alive.
Before the war, he locked himself in a life support chamber and connected his consciousness to the terminal.
In a sense, House is now equivalent to a living artificial intelligence, and uses it to control the entire casino.
It sounds like Brad Burton in Nuka-World, but the difference between the two is huge.
Bradburton was left with only his head, and his consciousness had not yet been merged into the terminal.
If Yi Beiwang hadn't rescued him, he would still be sitting there facing the wall, unable to live or die.
House foresaw the coming of a nuclear war, and in order to be the eternal winner, he directly linked his consciousness into the entire casino, and arranged a nuclear bomb defense system and a robot guard system in advance.
The plan went smoothly, with only a few minor problems.
That is, the platinum chip used to upgrade these systems arrived one day late. Just this one day's error caused big problems.
A nuclear war broke out. House's nuclear defense system withstood more than 200 nuclear bombs and saved the casino area and the industrial base. However, he himself fell into a deep sleep for more than a hundred years and lost the opportunity to dominate the wasteland.
And just a few years ago, the postman went through a lot of hardships and delivered this platinum chip, which was two hundred years late, to House, allowing him to reach a new level of strength.
It can be said that the entire New Vegas area is under his surveillance. If his own mental power was not insufficient to support the huge robot army, he might have completely controlled New Vegas.
Now he works closely with the postman and maintains a superficial peace with all major forces.
Lucky 38 Casino has become one of the few places in this wasteland where people can indulge in luxury.
And on such an ordinary day, House sensed the arrival of a group of uninvited guests.
He connected his consciousness to the robot that was conducting reconnaissance outside the casino and saw the group of people in the distance.
NCR Rangers, Caesar's Legion Soldiers, Super Mutant Rangers... How did they get together?
But it doesn’t matter. Anyone who dares to come to the vicinity of Las Vegas so blatantly is simply seeking death.
House was not afraid of offending other forces because of this matter. He commanded the robot, "Fire the missiles and kill them."
The robot observed the vehicle at the front of the group and said, "Mr. House, the postman and the Dragon country man are in that car. Are you sure you still want to launch the missile?"
House was a little confused after hearing this. He clearly asked the postman to test the Dragon man named Yi Beiwang. With his temper, Yi Beiwang should not have survived. Why were the two of them together?
Looking at Caesar's Legion and Super Mutants behind them, House seemed to understand something, and a helpless expression appeared on the green face on the screen.
This bastard probably wanted to use his missiles to kill the people in the legion, so that he wouldn't have to offend anyone and would save trouble.
But House didn't dare to lock the postman with a missile. After all, this guy was very evil and could never die.
Even though he dominates New Vegas and controls the casino and so many robots, his real body is actually in a computer room somewhere in the Lucky 38 Casino, and his body has turned into a mummy.
With the postman's ability, he can easily break through the blockades and reach his own body, then he can pull out the tube and watch himself die.
Plus, this guy is almost always popular, so House has a love-hate relationship with him.
Thinking of this, House said, "Let's launch a round of missiles, mainly bombing those super mutants."
"Don't hit the tanker truck. If it blows up, you'll have to come after me later."
"When he returns to the casino, I will have a good talk with him and ask him who Yi Beiwang is and why he could show mercy to him."
The robot followed the order, revealing the micro missiles on its body and attacking in that direction.
As for the postman, he ordered the NCR Rangers to evacuate as quickly as possible, and then he saw the flickering flames outside the casino and immediately estimated the time it would take them to fly over.
When the time was almost up, he slammed the steering wheel and swayed left and right to avoid the incoming missiles.
The missile exploded on the ground, raising a cloud of sand and smoke that hit the car, as if it was traveling through a violent storm.
The postman knew the robots in the gambling district very well. He knew their attack patterns and positions, and with his powerful backboard ability, he drove his car to avoid the missiles.
The super mutants behind me were blown over, and the car turned from a big piece of scrap metal into pieces of scattered pieces. Now even if I tried my best, I couldn't make it run again.
These super mutants were thick-skinned and tough, and they only suffered minor injuries after rolling a few times. Seeing that there were no more fights around, they ran straight towards home.
The people of Caesar's Legion stuck close to the postman and others, and dodged the missiles with him.
Seeing that House had only launched one round of missiles, and that was the least powerful type, the postman cursed in a low voice: "This stingy guy, where did his usual generosity go?"
"Is this an illusion? Why do I feel like your car is getting slower and slower?"
Yi Beiwang stuck his head out to observe and found that the car had been pierced by spears like a hedgehog without anyone noticing and had started to leak liquid.
I don't know where the car was punctured, causing it to slow down. If it continues like this, it will soon be caught up by the legion.
Damn it, the accuracy of those robots is so poor that they can’t even hit such a big target.
Yi Beiwang didn't say anything, he just took out his knife and stabbed his leg violently, temporarily raising his intelligence and thinking about countermeasures.
He looked at his skill bar and the blurred skill descriptions, and suddenly had a bold idea.
Yi Beiwang started the replacement and ran to the tanker again. Seeing this, the legion captain handed the steering wheel to the only remaining teammate, took out his gun and climbed onto the tanker, ready to kill him.
Yi Beiwang just smiled when he saw this, stretched out his hands and pressed them against the tanker, and shouted, "Void!"
In an instant, the tanker truck and he himself all became virtual.
However, the legion soldier in the cab and the legion captain on the oil tanker were not turned into virtual reality. They fell directly to the ground and rolled to death.
Yi Beiwang only opened it for less than two seconds before quickly turning off the blur.
It was such a waste of mental energy. In less than two seconds, I felt like my brain was being torn apart.
However, it did verify my guess that the skill could only blur the people and things that had direct contact with me.
Maybe blur has many other uses, but let’s think about them later and stop the car first.
Yi Beiwang climbed into the cab and slowly stopped the tanker truck.
The postman and NCR Rangers also ran over and stopped their cars.
The postman patted Yi Beiwang who got off the car and said with a smile: "Yi Beiwang, welcome to Mojave."
"Even though today's game may be thrilling, it's just a normal day in Mojave."
"Whenever you are ready, I will start training you."
Yi Beiwang nodded, then leaned aside and drank quantum cola. He had just consumed too much mental energy, so he had to slow down.
The postman patted the tanker and said to the rangers, "Go ahead. We don't need this fuel."
"Remember to say hello to Boone, Moore, Royers and others for me. I will visit them when I have the chance."
The Rangers thanked the postman and drove away in the tanker truck, and soon they were out of sight.
Yi Beiwang also calmed down at this time. He looked at the afro who climbed out of the car and asked, "There was an accident today. What do you say? Do you want to race again another day?"
The afro waved his hands quickly and said, "No more competition. I am not as skilled as you. I have to admit defeat."
"From today on, you are my boss. You can just call me Ivan."
The guy with the afro...or should I say Ivan, has been deeply impressed by the abilities of Yi Beiwang and the postman.
You must hold on to such thighs tightly, and you will never have to worry about food and drink in the future.
Yi Beiwang patted Ivan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Yes, as my little brother, shouldn't you tell me where you got that Raptor from?"
Ivan replied, "I stole it from Prim, from a gang of marauders called the Iron Warriors. They are very good at modifying cars."
"They are called predator gangs, but in fact they are just a group of small groups that help others to make a living. That is, there are many predators who have nowhere to go, so they are considered predator gangs."
"If I remember correctly, this gang is controlled by two people. What were they called... oh yeah, I remember now."
"One of them is called Perturabo and the other is called Vashtor."
"They don't sound like powerful people. Boss, are you going to kill them?"
Yi Beiwang: …………
Silence is Cambridge tonight.
Don’t talk first, then say goodbye to Cambridge.