Beep. The Wasteland Survival Arena instance is now open. Anyone who survives for less than 15 minutes will automatically be converted into AI energy."
I tightened my grip on the rusty iron rod and listened to the audience laugh. Chen Mo, an orphan scavenger from the Edge Zone, was a piece of trash who couldn't even qualify for Bronze rank. What could he possibly do against seven mechanical hounds? The moment their fangs tore through my sleeve, a golden grid suddenly appeared before my eyes.
"Mechanical hound, left foreleg joint. Code vulnerability: 97%. Attack interval: 1.2 seconds..."
I stabbed into the gap glowing blue. Warm motor oil splattered across my face. The audience's laughter abruptly stopped. I licked the blood from the corner of my mouth and looked up at the surveillance camera on the platform.
"Skynet, I just beat the game you set up."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
