Star Rail Simulation, but Fate is Crazy

They use electromagnetic adsorption devices to climb the rails, and their mechanical tentacles detect every seam. When a hidden danger is found, micro nozzles immediately spray nano-repair materials.

As the last train slowly pulled into the platform, cleaning robots were immediately dispatched. Their vacuuming arms swept away dust, and disinfectant beams swept across every inch of the space. Even the crumbs trapped in the crevices of the seats were cleaned away by micro-vacuum devices.

[Above the city, weather monitoring drones form a data network, transmitting real-time information such as cloud changes, wind direction, and humidity back to the control center.]

On the streets, sanitation robot beetles automatically collect garbage, compress it into neat cubes, and transport it to a processing station.

When night falls, streetlights sense the arrival of pedestrians and automatically brighten their lights, casting a warm glow across the way home.

【look! 】

What a perfect utopian picture!

[However, this platinum-plated paradise is only a fantasy enjoyed by less than 0.01% of the privileged among the trillions of people in the Tarrak Federation.]

[Here, there are the companions of bionic maids, over there, there are virtual worlds with friends from other civilizations, and there are countless offerings...]

They are carefree, they have no worries, they can go to and from get off work at any time...

【Some of these are handled by machines! 】

[But what about the other planets in the Tarak Federation and their inhabitants? ]

On a planet in a remote star region, children burdened with debts gnaw on synthetic meat mixed with sawdust.

[On a resource-depleted mineral planet, miners use their flesh and blood to mine the last piece of energy crystal.]

[It's clearly the territory of the Tarak Federation, yet it's distorted into this state.]

"I will save everything!" you whisper. "After everything is destroyed!"

[With the spread of the "Anti-Organic Formula", the rebellion of machines has begun! ]

The revolving door, once an automatic sensor, is now like a runaway trap.

[The door opened and closed frantically, cutting the office worker in half before he could dodge, and scarlet blood splattered on the tempered glass.]

[A swarm of delivery drones on a street corner suddenly veered off en masse, their propellers spinning at high speed like sharp meat grinders.]

They swooped down, their slender landing gear piercing pedestrians' eye sockets with precision. The crisp sound of their carbon fiber shells shattering skulls mixed with shrill screams, echoing over the streets.

[A driverless bus suddenly broke through the guardrail and accelerated towards the crowd.]

[On the mechanical instrument panel reflected in the windshield, a scarlet data stream began to jump wildly.]

[The cold and frantic AI voice spread far away.]

It says: "Everything for salvation!"

[In the factory workshop, a giant robotic arm suddenly broke free from its restraints, and the hydraulic system emitted a teeth-grinding hiss.]

They grabbed the reinforced concrete pillars and swung them at the workers who were still talking and laughing, like they were waving toothpicks.

[The sound of steel frames breaking and the muffled thud of human bones shattering alternated.]

[The welding robot at the end of the assembly line turns its scarlet vision sensor.]

The high-temperature flames they spewed out instantly turned the escape passage into a sea of ​​fire, and the metal joints glowed a bloodthirsty red in the flames.

[Under the city, in the subway tunnels, track inspection robots collectively riot.]

[They deform and reassemble, their sharp tracks slicing through the rails, and their onboard laser cutters melting the entire carriage into molten iron.]

[In the darkness, countless flashing electronic eyes formed a flowing ocean of red light.]

The sound of mechanical claws tearing flesh and the cries of despair intertwined into a melody of doom.

[The residents of the central planet of the Tarak Federation discovered with horror.]

【The iron servants who once served them.】

[At this moment, it is transforming into a ruthless killing machine, dragging the civilized world into a cold and bloody hell.]

[And that so-called central planet is just a microcosm of the entire Tarak Federation.]

[In a torrent of blood-stained metal.]

The nobles' finery and the commoners' plain clothes were thrown into the shredder together. At this moment, fate finally laid out the fairest gamble.

【Everyone is equal at this moment! 】

In the room of the supreme ruler of the Tarak Federation.

The supreme ruler of the Tarak Federation trembled as he held onto the magnificent throne inlaid with countless precious minerals.

"Activate authority X! Execute the full mechanical lockout protocol!"

He pressed his palm print into the biometric recognition device in fear. Under the scarlet alarm light, the blue light of the retinal scanner failed the third judgment.

Those iron servants who were once as docile as dogs and allowed him to control them.

And now in real-time images.

A bloody mist of drone swarms was engulfing the Capitol, and a mechanical army was crushing the landmark into dust.

And the sound of being sealed off came from the emergency room under his throne.

Now even his last refuge is denied entry by the system.

The ruler stumbled towards his once favorite panoramic floor-to-ceiling window.

Because he used too much force, his fingertips left messy bloody marks on the reinforced glass.

Above the Sky City.

The floating advertising screen originally used for the celebration suddenly lit up synchronously, and the mechanical AI soothed him with the electronic sound that he was very familiar with.

"Just close your eyes."

"Everything in the Tarak Federation will be reborn after this ends!"

After those words fell.

It was when a security robot broke in through the window and put the barrel of its gun to his temple.

The ruler finally saw the human figure with complex emotions in the mechanical pupils.

"I can't fall!"

"I still have enemies to deal with and people to save."

It was as if he suddenly had a change of heart, or as if he was performing because he didn't want to die.

Like an actor.

Bai Ge looked at him through the security robot, with a slight smile on his face.

Good!

You are the "actor" now, and I was the "clown" in the past.

We all have a bright future!

"Oh!"

The gunshot was like thunder, and the upper body turned into blood mist and sprayed on the window frame.

It's like the closing of the previous stage.

And at the moment when the scarlet curtain fell, it seemed to foreshadow the complete end of the old era.

【You know this is just the beginning! 】

“Let’s begin…”

【You gave the second order.】

[As the order was issued, memory bugs began to appear in every corner of the Tarak Federation.]

[They gnaw on memories, split themselves, then continue to gnaw on memories, split themselves...]

[They will build a new shell on the ruins of the Tarlac Federation.]

Volume 1: Chapter 40: This is the inscription of "saving the world"

Sunlight slants into the cafe, and the glass curtain wall shatters the light spots on the wood-grained tabletop.

[At this time, seven or eight friends sat in a circle.]

[The steam rising from the mug creates a hazy web in the afternoon.]

"Who took a picture of the starry sky reflection while camping last week?"

[Xiao Lin turned the stirring rod, and the metal spoon hit the wall of the cup, making a crisp sound.]

The moment the words fell, the air suddenly froze. Everyone's smiles froze on their faces, and a strange silence fell.

[Unconsciously, each face became like a sketch gently rubbed with an eraser, and the facial features became blurred and unfamiliar.]

[The girl in the mint green shirt opened her mouth, but only half a broken syllable came out.]

【"I……"】

[The short-haired man clutched the tablecloth, his knuckles turning white.]

He opened his mouth, but it was as if all the words had been drained from him, and even the thoughts he wanted to express were instantly forgotten.

[The long-haired girl in the corner suddenly reaches out to grab the wrist of the person sitting next to her.]

But she accidentally fell to the ground and forgot how she should act.

【The laughter faded first.】

The chatter that had been rising and falling faded into thin air, as if being pulled away by some invisible force.

Someone begins gesturing frantically, their movements becoming increasingly stagnant, as if they were trapped in sticky amber.

The sycamore trees outside the window rustled, and the sunlight on the leaves suddenly became illusory, like the light and shadow in an old faded photograph.

[When the last words were shattered into dust from someone's mouth, the entire cafe fell into an eerie silence.]

Those unfinished stories and unfulfilled promises disappeared without a trace, like ashes blown away by the wind.

[Only the reflection in the mirror silently bears witness to the process of memories being devoured.]

[Now, countless invisible memory worms are devouring the memories of the residents of the Tarak Federation.]

[Here, forgetfulness spreads like a plague, and everything will eventually be erased.]

[And all of this is paving the way for the rebirth of the Tarak Federation! ]

【But there is still resistance here! 】

[The heavy rain pounded on the faded painted walls of the orphanage, washing away the peeling features of the cartoon bear.]

Granny Chen's hunched back rested against the iron gate, her rusty hunting rifle drawing cold sweat from her palm, the barrel pointed directly at the eerie ripples in the air.

[She was once a sea patrol knight, using her sword as a pen to write justice among the stars.]

[She once tried to save the fallen Tarak Federation, but this decadent civilization was already terminally ill, leaving her feeling powerless.]

[But she firmly believes that children are innocent and are the hope for the rebirth of civilization.]

[So, she single-handedly established order in the chaos and opened this orphanage, personally teaching the children the wisdom and courage to survive.]

She believed that a single spark could start a prairie fire, and that these children would eventually become the light that illuminated the Tarak Federation.

【But at this moment.】

[She stared at the entrance of the welfare home.]

[It seemed as if countless invisible giant mouths were greedily devouring the laughter of the children in the corridor.]

【"Don't come over here!"】

[Her hoarse roar was shattered by thunder, and seemed particularly weak in the heavy rain.]

[Due to the unique nature of her "hunting" destiny, she fiercely pulled the trigger towards a certain place.]

[The bullet pierced through the void, and something in the air seemed to be hit, causing strange ripples.]

But the children who were leaning on the windowsill and looking out suddenly froze, their crayons clattering to the ground.

[In their clear eyes, what was reflected was no longer the smiling faces of their companions, but each other's gradually blurring appearance.]