Chapter 18

A beggar turned and ran towards the bridge below.

Bang!

Another gunshot rang out.

The beggar immediately fell to the ground, motionless.

Blood gushed from his head.

"Don't force us to kill, what's wrong with living a little longer?" a "police officer" said mockingly.

The beggars dared not move at all.

Why...

Why did this happen? This is clearly a society governed by law, only the lowest of people like us commit crimes.

Why are people in police uniforms shooting others on the street?

The beggars couldn't understand.

The beggar leader lowered his head and walked to the person who had brought Ling Wu back. He punched him fiercely, until he fell to the ground, his face covered in blood.

"You bastard, it's all because of you that they came," the beggar leader said viciously.

But at this point, no one was paying attention to this group of marginal criminals anymore.

"Speak, Xiao Wu, what's your relationship with Zhao Junyu? Classmates? Master and servant? Or a loyal follower?" Li Zheng said.

"There's no special relationship, I just do public welfare to promote waste sorting," Wu Xiaode said.

"Such words can only fool ghosts," Li Zheng said.

Wu Xiaode sighed inwardly.

Yes, he had taken over the killing from Zhao Junyu.

So this battle—

He had to take the lead.

But he didn't have time now!

Where could he find a thousand people to genuinely admire him?

A thought suddenly flashed through Wu Xiaode's mind, and just as it was about to leave, he pulled it back.

This thought seemed absurd.

But in fact, there was no other way.

He opened his phone—

"It's useless, this place is sealed off, all your electronic devices have lost their connection to the central data, you can't call for help," Li Zheng said mockingly.

Wu Xiaode's face changed as he looked at his phone.

The signal was full!

This Li Zheng, he was just talking nonsense, thinking he could fool him?

Wu Xiaode directly opened an app, logged in automatically, and pressed the "live broadcast" button on the interface.

The camera turned on.

The live broadcast started.

Wu Xiaode took a deep breath and smiled.

There's no turning back once the arrow is released.

Let's do it.

He held up his phone and cleared his throat, saying, "Hello everyone, I'm Xiao Wu. I often watch live broadcasts online, but I've never tried it myself. Today, I'll be live broadcasting the shooting of a new sci-fi movie for everyone."

He turned the phone and aimed it at the four-meter-tall mecha.

"Everyone, look."

"This is the 10275 model humanoid combat robot, 4.26 meters tall. Due to the use of some lightweight materials, it only weighs 3.15 tons. By the way—"

"This is what I have to fight today."

After saying this, he had already edited the title of his live broadcast:

"Amateur appearance, live combat with a mecha."

"Come on, Li Zheng, let's not talk much, let's see who's better in action," Wu Xiaode said.

Li Zheng was silent for a moment, then burst out laughing, "It looks like you're scared out of your mind! Your internet access has been cut off long ago, and you're still taking pictures here?"

Wu Xiaode looked at his phone again.

The number of viewers went from 0 to 1, then quickly jumped to 10, and kept increasing, soon reaching 25.

—Already more than the number of beggars on the scene!

It seems that setting the live broadcast cover to a photo of the mecha really caught people's attention.

Anyway, maybe Li Zheng made a mistake.

He can still connect to the internet!

Wu Xiaode seemed encouraged, and aimed the camera at the mecha again, explaining, "Everyone, look at this 10275 model humanoid combat robot. It was designed and manufactured a few years ago. Because its combat engine is an older model, it doesn't feel very smooth in combat, and sometimes it even stutters—"

"Once we start fighting, you'll see."

The number of viewers continued to rise.

Over a hundred.

There's a chance, there's a chance!

Wu Xiaode silently chanted "Cyclops," forcing himself to put aside all thoughts and fully focus on the live broadcast.

A comment floated across the screen:

"Such a large model, it must be very troublesome to make, how much did it cost? What materials were used? How many people completed it?"

"You're an expert!" Wu Xiaode praised, and continued, "Speaking of its appearance, this thing requires several large machine tools, otherwise, it would be impossible to make such perfect stamped parts. So, I think we should pay more attention to its combat capabilities."

Rattle, rattle, rattle, rattle, rattle—

A series of flames spewed from the mecha.

Wu Xiaode's body was light as a leaf and swift as lightning. He dodged and weaved several times, avoiding the gunfire.

"Yes, the 10275 model humanoid combat robot is equipped with three types of thermal weapons: machine guns, grenade launchers, and small tracking bombs—"

Just as he said this, a row of small holes appeared on the back of the mecha.

Fist-sized tracking bombs flew out, making a "whirring" sound as they flew towards Wu Xiaode.

"We'll deal with them in the most environmentally friendly way."

Wu Xiaode bent down and picked up some stones, swinging his arm and throwing them all out.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—

The small tracking bombs were hit and exploded in mid-air like hand grenades.

The number of viewers jumped to 1,571.

Wu Xiaode was taken aback.

People came so quickly?

He patiently explained, "Small tracking bombs use heat-sensitive radar to capture targets, calculating their trajectory to increase hit and kill rates. However, if they encounter an obstacle early, they will explode directly."

"This is a design flaw."

"Just now, when I threw the stones, there was a technique involved. This is called 'scattered flower rain,' a basic skill of the Iron Wire Fist—Iron Sand Palm technique, a type of self-protection throwing method."

"This technique was used in ancient times to counter arrows and crossbows. Now we use it to counter small tracking bombs, applying ancient techniques to modern use. As you can see, it works well."

As he finished speaking,

Li Zheng's voice came from inside the mecha:

"I thought you would kneel, but I didn't expect you to dare to fight the mecha."

The four-meter-tall steel mecha suddenly moved, charging forward twenty meters with an agility that defied imagination. It raised its massive steel fist, the size of a door, and slammed it towards Wu Xiaode.

"Everyone, watch closely!" Wu Xiaode shouted.

Bang!

In the deafening clash, Wu Xiaode unleashed a burst of power, meeting the mecha's fist with his own, resisting the massive steel fist head-on.

His fist, the size of an apple, firmly held back the massive steel fist.

This scene was incredibly impactful.

The number of live viewers jumped sharply, reaching a peak of 17,999!

"Hey, the power of my fist is in my wrist. No matter how strong it is, my hand is as hard as iron. With enough practice, I can even stop a river!"

Wu Xiaode held the phone in one hand while explaining, and with the other hand, he suddenly pushed with great force.

The mecha's heavy steel fist lifted, and to maintain balance, the entire steel mecha had to take two steps back.

"Wow—"

"Heaven!"

The two "police officers" watching on the side exclaimed, and a half-star appeared above their heads.

Wu Xiaode glanced back at them.

These two naturally knew the mecha was real, and this was not a movie set.

To be honest, for a person to use their flesh and blood to push back a four-meter-tall steel mecha, it was indeed worthy of any ordinary person's admiration.

At this moment, a series of icy words quickly appeared on the Book of the Undead.

One police officer contributed knowledge of hand-to-hand combat to Wu Xiaode.

The other police officer even revealed the password to his bank account on the Book of the Undead.

Wu Xiaode was silent.

—The second police officer must be a fan of mechas and martial arts.

But then, a few lines of icy words appeared on the Book of the Undead:

"Note:"

"These skills and knowledge are collected by this book."

"The harvest from 1,000 people will be converted into the initial source power, gathered in the Book of the Undead, to provide the power for its upgrade."

Wu Xiaode shrugged.

If you don't give it to me, fine, I hope you can avoid the Cyclops' gaze after your upgrade.

At this moment, Li Zheng continued:

"Your fist is indeed hard, but it's useless. I will still kill you."

The mecha emitted a series of buzzing sounds, and then a long steel valve opened—

A thick, hard steel handle was gripped by the mecha.

"Everyone, look quickly! This is the 10275 model humanoid combat robot's special melee weapon, the laser molecular vibration blade—this weapon is very powerful, but it takes a while to charge, so we have time to change the view." Wu Xiaode said.

He ran to the side of a bridge pier, turned the phone horizontally, adjusted the angle and lighting, and then ran back.

"Kill you!" Li Zheng shouted.

The steel handle suddenly spewed a surge of light, like a tidal wave, flowing and gathering into the shape of a blade.

The mecha charged at Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode moved forward, his body flashing, and he slipped past the blade, jumping onto the mecha like a monkey climbing an old tree.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

As he climbed the mecha, he continuously struck, delivering five palm strikes that produced deafening sounds.

After five strikes,

Wu Xiaode lightly touched the mecha's head with his toes and gracefully landed a few meters away.

He stood up, turned around, and faced the camera.

Wu Xiaode smiled and explained, "Everyone, the weak points of the 10275 model humanoid combat robot are the places I just struck. If you didn't see clearly, you can watch the replay. In short—"

"I took it down."

After saying this, Wu Xiaode walked towards the phone.

In the pitch-black night behind him, the four-meter-tall mecha was emitting thick smoke, and a deep, heavy red glow burst from the steel mecha, shooting into the sky.

The cockpit opened.

Li Zheng, covered in dirt, rolled to the ground and ran frantically to the side.

Boom—

The mecha exploded!

"Actually, there's no need to run too far. This level of mecha has a very small explosion range, and I only damaged its engine and power core," Wu Xiaode explained.

At this moment, Wu Xiaode couldn't pay attention to Li Zheng; he had to finish the live broadcast first.

He spread his hands and showed them to the camera.

His hands were covered with smashed steel.

This scene was truly unforgettable.

Wu Xiaode glanced—

The number of viewers had already exceeded 130,000!

This live broadcast was quite impromptu.

But the live streaming platform's official response was very quick, and a special, explosive headline appeared on the page:

"Unarmed disassembly! Unknown new film leaks shooting scene, come see this tough guy!"

As Wu Xiaode was watching, a loud "bang" suddenly sounded in his ear.

The Book of the Undead, floating in mid-air, had already opened, and a series of icy words appeared:

"Likes exceed 100,000!"

"This book is about to undergo an extraordinary evolution, far surpassing any other undead abilities of the same level!"

"This book enters a silent state to complete this evolution."

"Duration: 10 minutes."

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