Doomsday Mechs: Starting with a Manufacturing Army

At this time, Jiang Yi was unaware that the government had joined forces with the military to begin formulating a rescue plan for him.

Instead, he spent the whole night at home studying the parasite in You Botao's brain and the R-type robot that had been tempered.

Regarding the parasite in You Botao's brain.

Although they looked exactly the same, Jiang Yi discovered some subtle differences through a series of tests.

If the parasite in Zhang Dahua's mind was about repair and extension, then the parasite in You Botao's mind was more irritable and aggressive, as if it had inexhaustible energy.

And the R-type robot.

After a careful inspection, Jiang Yi discovered...

Compared to before, the R-type robot has become more integrated, with no gaps visible on its body, like a perfectly formed sculpture. However, its mobility is not limited; on the contrary, it is more flexible.

It can even be like rubber, freely controlling the extension and change of its metallic body, disguising itself as a human, except that its skin is still metallic silver.

However, due to the high degree of integration, the R-type living metal in the R-type robot can no longer be separated, but that's not an unacceptable point.

"This is a pleasant surprise."

Jiang Yi, who was squatting in front of the R-type robot, gently tapped his glasses, and the data and magnified image on the lenses returned to normal.

He rubbed his dry and tired eyes.

"I never expected that the R-type robot could have such a magical reaction with You Botao's superpower."

For the generation of R-type living metals.

Jiang Yi guessed that it probably had nothing to do with the temperature of the flame.

More likely, the flames produced by You Botao's superpower contain some kind of substance.

This results in a strange reaction with R-type living metal, making the R-type robot more powerful the more it is tempered.

"It seems I can find an opportunity to study this properly in the future. What kind of different substances are in the flames generated by superpowers? If it can be artificially synthesized, that would be even better."

Jiang Yi stood up, twisted his stiff neck, and yawned.

By this time, the sky outside the window had gradually turned blue.

As the poisonous snow swirled, the sky began to lighten.

He wasn't in a hurry to become fat overnight, so he went back to his room and went to bed to rest.

noon the next day.

Jiang Yi didn't wake up until Xu Wanqing knocked on the door to call him for dinner.

Push open the door.

Xu Wanqing had already prepared two steaming bowls of instant noodles on the table, looking at him with a slightly concerned tone, just like a virtuous wife.

"What time did you stay up late? How come you're so tired?"

Jiang Yi rubbed his eyes, put on his glasses, and waved his hand.

"It's alright, let's eat noodles first."

Seeing that Jiang Yi was unwilling to talk, Xu Wanqing didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly.

Jiang Yi stepped forward, picked up the instant noodles, and sat down at the computer desk to eat them in large mouthfuls.

"There was another argument in the group chat just now."

Xu Wanqing, sitting on the opposite sofa, said while eating instant noodles.

"Some people in the neighborhood are starving. Everyone knows you have food, and they're all saying they'll come to your door asking for it. You'd better watch out."

Jiang Yi ate his instant noodles without even lifting his eyelids.

"If they really have the guts and the ability, then let them come."

"And we won't be staying here much longer."

Upon hearing this, Xu Wanqing looked up in surprise.

"Are we leaving?"

Her gaze swept across the living room, which was half occupied by a bunch of equipment.

To be honest, after sleeping on the sofa here for so many days, she seems to have started to feel like she's at home.

I felt a pang of reluctance.

"Isn't this too fast? Besides, the experiments haven't even been done yet."

After finishing his instant noodles, Jiang Yi took off his glasses, wiped the fog off, and said calmly.

"The robot parts that were originally intended as spare repair parts have been used by me to assemble the R-type robot."

"Staying here is pointless; we can do the experiment later."

"All right."

Xu Wanqing nodded and didn't say anything more, but continued to drink the instant noodle soup.

For this man who could give her a sense of security, she seemed to have subconsciously transformed herself into a wife who would follow her husband wherever he went.

"Also, we're leaving soon, so please send a message in the group later."

Jiang Yi typed on the keyboard as he spoke to Xu Wanqing.

"We collect power banks, whether they have power or not. One power bank can be exchanged for a pack of instant noodles or a bottle of mineral water."

……

"Damn it, keep eating, you selfish person, you'll get shot sooner or later."

On the first floor, looking out the window at the instant noodle buckets being thrown down from upstairs, the man muttered a weak curse.

"Dad, I want to eat instant noodles too."

A child, about five or six years old, with sunken cheeks, stared longingly at the empty instant noodle bucket lying on the ground outside the window.

"Son, we don't want to, we don't want to..."

The mother covered her son's eyes, her voice filled with heartache.

The family of three had gone without food or water for three days in a row, and even the child had been hungry for a day.

The three of them lay on the sofa, one on each side.

By warming the child with their own body heat, they can at least keep the child from getting too cold during times of hunger and cold.

The couple looked at each other and both saw the despair in each other's eyes.

The middle-aged man forced a smile and put his arm around his wife's shoulder.

"It's alright, I'll go out and see if I can find anything later."

The wife didn't say anything, she just nodded weakly.

nowadays.

The only thing their family had left was their cell phone, which still had five percent battery left.

This little bit of battery power is for checking the rescue progress from time to time, and for calling for help when the community reopens.

After warming his wife and child with his body heat for a while, the middle-aged man, as usual, opened his phone to check the group chat and get the latest updates.

However, after reading the contents of the group chat, his body trembled slightly, and a look of excitement appeared in his eyes.

"Honey, I've found something to eat."

Apart from this family.

Inside the community, many people were incredibly excited after seeing the message Jiang Yi sent.

The tone of his previous cursing was completely gone.

"I knew it, Boss Jiang Yi is definitely not that selfish."

"Brother Jiang Yi, can I trade a power bank for a bottle of water and a pack of instant noodles?"

"Can I come over now? I have two power banks."

"..."

The home of Wang Dama, the head of the neighborhood committee.

At this time, the food in Wang Cuiying's house was almost gone.

In particular, their grandson is always asking for food, so the two elderly people don't get much to eat at all.

"Grandma, I'm hungry! I want to eat rice, I want to eat meat!!"

At this moment, the grandson started crying again.

Seeing the two elderly people lying motionless on the chairs, ignoring him, he started crying and smashing things in the house.

Even the military uniform that Grandpa Liu had treasured hanging on the wall was thrown on the ground and stomped on.

The television screen was smashed to pieces.

Hearing the clanging sound, Grandpa Liu looked at his wife, his tone tinged with melancholy.

"Cuiying, it seems we won't be able to take good care of our grandson."

That's all.

He closed his cloudy eyes and slumped his head against the chair.

He was so hungry that he had no strength left.

Wang Cuiying's weak and feeble voice rang out, but it wasn't in response to Grandpa Liu; instead, she was looking at her grandson.

"Grandson, stop smashing things! We...we'll eat right away, we'll...we'll eat meat."

Grandpa Liu closed his eyes and gave a bitter smile, knowing that his wife was comforting their grandson.

Where can you find meat these days? Starving to death is only a matter of time.

"Grandma, Grandma, really?"

Weiwei excitedly ran to his grandmother.

"Yes, yes."

"Grandma, you're so kind!"

"Weiwei, help Grandma to the kitchen."

Grandpa Liu opened his cloudy eyes and watched as his wife, supported by her grandson, entered the kitchen. Soon after, the sound of a knife being sharpened came from inside.

He couldn't help but wonder.

Is there really meat in it?