"What is this?" Duncan followed the little green man in front of him. They had already crossed the jungle and penetrated deep into the underground along a naturally formed cave.

After walking for several days and nights, Colonel Duncan couldn't help but ask.

The little green man jumped up dexterously, stepped on the wall next to him and landed on Colonel Duncan's shoulder, and covered his mouth tightly with his dry palms.

"Don't talk, kid, the guardian here is just asleep, not dead." The little green man whispered in Colonel Duncan's ear, his voice so low that he could hardly hear: "I am taking you to witness the truth of this world, the ultimate secret hidden behind countless secrets, don't say anything, just follow me."

Colonel Duncan looked at the little green man who was ejected back to his original place and walked forward, so he had to make a gesture to his subordinates, signaling them to keep quiet and then move forward silently.

He didn't care whether the little green man's words were true or not, but they really had no place to go now. Yuannan has been occupied by the New China people, and their people and collaborators are everywhere, so he has no chance to gain a foothold.

"Yang Yuefan, you didn't expect that you had done everything and finally found the core is me." The little green man narrowed his eyes and said something he didn't even know what he meant, and he smiled madly.

He didn't know whose name belonged to, but this sentence made his heart, which had long been beating, feel happy.

The huge underground space was far beyond Colonel Duncan's imagination. After walking for two days and two nights, they seemed to be still going deeper. The light sources along the way came from the floor, walls, and ceiling. These metal materials emitted dim light, so that humans would not become blind underground.

But the little green man in front of him had obviously adapted to this environment for a long time. He often pointed out where there are traps and where there are mechanisms.

Duncan felt something was wrong here. He seemed to have walked into another game world from the medieval style game. Although he had not discovered other artificial objects, the wide metal passage alone was enough to surprise him.

There were several times when he seemed to see something flashing in the dim corner, and it was finally proven to be his illusion. However, not only Duncan, other American players also began to suspicion, as if something was really monitoring them.

"The self-disciplined intelligent equipment units are very backward models, just ignore them, they will not attack us." The little green man muttered: "They are all old antiques produced before the cycle of reincarnation."

It was just that no one could hear what he said, Colonel Duncan tried to make him say it again, but the little Green Man just accelerated his pace.

"I have been trapped here since the beginning of this world. I have experienced the evolution of the world in size. I am part of history. I know the secret behind the ancient Roman Empire and what the fear of the dead are." The little green man muttered to himself, speaking quickly: "I saw the rise of the Ottoman Empire and witnessed close-up how the group of spell casters were guided step by step by step by fate to open the door of chaos. Everyone was chess pieces placed on the chessboard, and they were smashed and reshaped again and again, put on the chessboard, and repeated over and over again."

"But what makes me most desperate is our origin. I always thought we were born human." The little green man turned around and looked at Colonel Duncan: "But I didn't expect that even this is an illusion. We are different from others. We are just playthings, so our minds are flawed, and we can't even be considered artificial things."

This time, Colonel Duncan heard the words of the little green man and thought he was crazy.

"Look, no matter how many times we reincarnate, we have no curiosity or compassion, because the Creator who created ours lacked these two things at the beginning. Unfortunately, they realized these things only after they exterminated humans. They wanted to reshape their Creator through biotechnology. It's a pity that they failed. No, not only failed, but Chaos made their creations unrecognizable." The little green man returned to his head and said in a lower voice: "The real Americans are only the two monsters that keep their brains in jars."

"The only two of them are the big end-producer, and your President, Mr. Tesla." Yang Yuefan sat in his chair in the colonial spacecraft and said to Charlieson Manson: "The rest are just movable proteins accumulated by intelligent machinery using bioengineering technology."

"This joke is not funny at all, Yang Yuefan." Charlieson wiped out his sandwich in big mouth. His authority could obtain customized services from the food manufacturing machine: "There are only such methods for the relevant departments of New China?"

"We can't do it at the beginning, but this is a message sent to me by the end-of-life producer himself. In the process of creating you, there was a chaos erosion incident. Finally, with the participation of the evil god, the first generation of American imperialists turned from a pile of protein to life." Yang Yuefan did not look up. He put a table of New China delicacies in front of him. After the green nutrient solution began to be supplied, the substances on the spacecraft suddenly became rich: "Nothing different from the noodles in my bowl."

"Am I like a fool?" Charlieson looked at Yang Yuefan with some dissatisfaction: "Does the word fool be written on my face?"

"Do you remember the time loop joke I played with you before?" Yang Yuefan lit a cigarette for himself: "That's not a joke. We should have failed in the last intelligent war. Survivors boarded the immigration fleet and fled to space, but that incident did not happen in the end, and history changed."

"I think you should check your brain, it may be eroded by chaos." Charlieson looked at the sandwich left on his hand with regret. He had no appetite.

"The reason I'm talking to you so much is because I don't plan to get you off the boat alive, Charlieson." Yang Yuefan chewed the food and pointed at Charlieson with chopsticks covered with gravy: "I'm pitying you."

"You? An executioner from the relevant department is pitying me? I don't know this joke. Which one is more interesting to you when you talk about it first." Charlieson raised his middle finger at Yang Yuefan, and then walked out of the cafeteria.

Yang Yuefan shrugged: "What a smart bastard, I'm a little reluctant to kill you."
Chapter completed!