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The familiar snowflake pattern appeared, and Locke looked at the panel in front of him with great interest.

It seems that as his strength has increased, connecting to other worlds has become easier. In just a few days, he has already completed a new connection.

A moment later, the connection was established, and a woman appeared before Locke.

Locke raised an eyebrow slightly. She was too ordinary. In Locke's evaluation, this woman was at most a 60, no higher than that, barely passing.

Moreover, her skin tone looks very old, making it difficult to determine whether she is twenty or thirty years old.

Looks aren't that important, of course, but the problem is, theoretically, no character, whether a protagonist, supporting character, or villain, should be this unattractive. Could it be some random passerby?

The woman opposite him, who had been eating something, froze the moment she saw Locke. The thing in her hand, whether it was an ice pop or something else, was crushed and sprayed all over her face, making her look quite disheveled.

A cool sensation slid down her cheeks, and the woman realized something was wrong. Snapping out of her daze, she hurriedly and frantically wiped her face.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was just too surprised."

Looking at the woman who was flustered and increasingly disheveled, Locke couldn't help but frown. What kind of world was this, where there were such disheveled and careless female characters?

After the other party finished tidying up in a flurry of activity, Locke spoke calmly.

"Now, say your name."

"My name is Sarah Connor, I'm 23 years old, and I work as a waitress..."

Listening to the other person babbling on and on, behaving like an honest blind date, Locke paid no attention to any of that; his attention was already completely drawn to the name.

Sarah Connor, still looking so ordinary, the answer is obvious.

The Terminator, and the first one at that. This is Sarah Connor who hasn't experienced being chased by Terminator robots yet. In that case, her ordinary appearance and careless personality are understandable. In the early stages, Sarah Connor was just an ordinary person with nothing special about her.

Only after being hunted down, her husband died, and her child was born, did she transform into a resilient female warrior and the mother of a savior, driven by maternal love and a sense of mission.

But what use is the Terminator world to Locke?

If being the first world to be connected to was somewhat interesting, those Terminator robots were quite classic. But now, Locke could wipe out the Terminator world with a single finger.

"Wait~"

Locke suddenly raised an eyebrow. The Terminator world wasn't a powerful world, but it was one of the few worlds that explicitly possessed a time machine, allowing people to go back in time, return to the past, and change the future by altering the past.

Whether the existence of time robots is reasonable or not is irrelevant. With such a concept, the time laws of the Terminator world will inevitably be more active, and it might actually bring some help to Locke.

Thinking of this, Locke raised his head again and looked at Sarah Connor.

"Hello, Sarah Connor."

"Mmm, hello, hello." Sarah Connor looked like a lovesick girl, nodding her head so much it was almost blurry.

"Let's begin the transaction."

"Okay, wait!" Sarah Connor, who had been looking infatuated, suddenly became alert.

"A trade? What trade? I have no money, nor do I need any trade that requires me to pay money!"

Looking at the extremely wary Sarah Connor, Locke's eye twitched. Very good, infatuation is her nature, but when faced with the higher instinct of greed, she can instantly break free from infatuation.

Foolish? No, quite the opposite, Locke actually thought highly of Sarah Connor, who displayed this quality.

This woman knows exactly what she needs. It's not surprising that she might be infatuated with men, but that doesn't cross her bottom line.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this quality that she was able to become a qualified female warrior in the shortest time, even when she was alone and had not received any professional training.

“I don’t need your money, Sarah Connor.”

"No money needed?" Sarah Connor didn't relax at all; instead, she became even more wary.

"So what kind of deal are you talking about?" At this point, in Sarah Connor's eyes, the handsome man in front of her was no longer someone she could use to seduce, but a guy with unclear motives who needed to be wary of and was most likely a conman.

Locke fell silent. This kind of woman was really not easy to deal with. Without completing the first transaction, Locke could not go to that world to do anything. Until then, he could only rely on words.

The problem is, the woman has become wary. He didn't expect that the woman who was previously infatuated would change so drastically upon hearing about money.

Now, further explaining how harmless the transaction is will likely only increase the other party's suspicion.

With that thought in mind, Locke stopped hesitating and spoke directly.

"Sarah Connor, John Connor's mother, soon you will be hunted by a robot called the Terminator. At the same time, you will meet a man named Kyle Reese, who comes from the future and was sent by your son to save you. He will fight the Terminator with you, but unfortunately, you cannot win. The Terminator is not someone you can fight."

"When you experience all of this, you will contact me on your own initiative. After all, although it will make you lose some things, it won't kill you."

At this point, the trading interface went black, and the transaction was forcibly closed.

Instead of spending a lot of time racking your brains trying to convince the other party, it's better to be straightforward like this. When danger comes, Sarah Connor's opinion will naturally change.

As for what to do if it fails? We'll do what we have to do. It's just a low-level world. If it weren't for the fact that the world itself is somewhat special, Locke wouldn't bother with it.

On the other side, Sarah Connor stared blankly at the closed screen.

He was handsome, she had never seen such a handsome man before, not even comparable to those celebrities, but the problem was, this handsome man seemed a little strange.

"Shit, not a good experience."

Sarah Connor quickly stopped paying attention to all of that. She knew that handsome guy like that was beyond her reach. As for what he said, it was just a bunch of nonsensical words, a somewhat interesting but ridiculous story. That was Sarah Connor's impression.

Without the handsome man, Sarah Connor returned to work with a very positive attitude. That's just the kind of person she is; once she decides to do something, she's determined to do it to the best of her ability!

Before she knew it, the day was drawing to a close. Sarah Connor was watching the television when she suddenly froze. The television was broadcasting news of two Sarah Connors being killed. For some reason, Sarah Connor had a vague premonition.

"It's a coincidence, it must be a coincidence. How could such an outrageous story be true?"

She suppressed her unease, tidied herself up, changed her clothes, and prepared to go home. However, as she walked down the street, the unease kept lingering in her mind. She felt that something was wrong, and she even had a vague feeling that someone was watching her and following her.

She knew it was her imagination, a psychological problem, but the coincidences were too much to bear, and she couldn't help but overthink.

Just then, she inadvertently passed by a shop with a television set, the volume of which was quite loud. Perhaps coincidentally, the television was broadcasting police warnings and alerts to the public, announcing the murder of another Sarah Connor. The police suspected this was a particular serial killer...

Sarah Connor couldn't hear anything more she was saying; only one thought occupied her mind: yet another one! Yet another one!

What a coincidence! In just one day, three people with the same name were murdered! You dare say this is just a coincidence? This is a million times more outrageous than winning the lottery!

Sarah Connor's face turned pale. She felt she couldn't go on like this any longer. She found a phone booth and started making calls. The first call was to the police, and the second was to her live-in best friend.

After making the call, she waited, her eyes constantly scanning her surroundings warily. Whether it was in her mind or not, she felt that everyone around her was suspicious.

So, the moment the Terminator T800's cold, lifeless, towering body appeared, Sarah Connor, whose nerves were already on edge, instantly became extremely alert. She didn't even have time to think; her body moved instinctively, and she lunged to the side.

At that very moment, a volley of bullets riddled the spot where she had been standing with holes.

With the sound of gunfire, chaos erupted instantly. People screamed, others fled in terror, and everything was in complete disarray.

The Terminator T800 completely ignored its surroundings and strode towards Sarah Connor's location.

Suddenly, another burst of bullets rang out, and a hail of bullets poured out, sending the Terminator T800 flying backward before it crashed heavily into a large patch of glass.

At the same time, the man who had temporarily suppressed the Terminator grabbed the fallen Sarah Connor and fled quickly. He entered the vehicle once or twice at top speed, set it on fire, and the entire car shot out, disappearing in a flash.

The man held Sarah Connor's hand as he drove.

“Sarah Connor, I know this all happened so suddenly, and you might find it hard to accept. Now listen to me, I'm here to…”

"Come and protect me."

"?"

Kyle Reese paused for a moment, then gave Sarah Connor a deep look. All he could say was, "No wonder she's the mother of the future savior! Her ability to accept things is incredible!"

"That's right, my name is..."

“Call him Kyle Reese.”

"!!!"

Wait, wait, something's not right, this isn't right!

Kyle Reese, I'm a little confused. You know I'm here to protect you, that's fine, after all, I just rescued you from the Terminator. The question is, how do you know my name?

This isn't right, this is very wrong!!

"How do you know my name?" Kyle Reese asked Sarah Connor, puzzled.

Sarah Connor, however, seemed lost in thought. When Kyle Reese asked her question, she replied woodenly and somewhat mechanically.

“Your name is Kyle Reese. My son sent me to save me. My son is John Connor, the future savior.”

"That monster is called Terminator, and it's here to kill me."

"????"

"Fuck!" Kyle Reese couldn't help but blurt out a curse.

"How do you know all this! This doesn't make sense!!"

Sarah Connor's throat bobbed: "I actually feel it's not quite right either, but you, and that Terminator robot, are also very illogical."

“…” Kyle Reese held his breath.

That makes perfect sense. They're not being reasonable either, so what right do they have to say that other things are unreasonable?

"No, no, no!" Kyle Reese pounded his throbbing head, feeling that something was wrong with his brain too.

"No, no, where did you get all this information from?!" Kyle Reese suddenly grabbed Sarah Connor's shoulders and yelled.

"From where? I don't know from where. I don't even know what it was that suddenly appeared, told me all this, and then suddenly disappeared."

"Gods? Or demons?"

In short, now that I think about it, neither his incredibly handsome face nor his strange transactions seem like those of a human being.

Kyle Reese was completely dumbfounded. He certainly didn't believe in gods or demons, but the problem was, Sarah Connor inexplicably knew everything. What the hell was going on?

Chapter 200 The Descent of God! God's Choice

"Sarah Connor, we need to get out of here now, as fast as we can. The Terminator won't give up on you!"

However, Sarah Connor shook her head: "No, I have more important things to do."

"Damn it, throw that damn god or demon in the trash can! There are no gods or demons in this world!"

"No, I firmly believe it, just as I believe in your existence."

Why are you so stubborn!

Sarah Connor shook her head: "Instead of saying I'm stubborn, why not say you're stubborn? You firmly believe you're right, and you've never even met that person, yet you resolutely deny all my knowledge!"

Kyle Reese was silent for a moment, then said, “Well, maybe I’m being a bit stubborn, Sarah Connor. I need you to tell me why you’re so sure it’s a god? And why you’re so convinced that it can save you.”

"He's so handsome!"

"????"

Kyle Reese was completely baffled. Holy crap, what kind of damn reason was that?!

“I know you feel this reason is unreasonable, but really, he is just too handsome, and I can’t describe his aura. But I dare say, if he were to wear a priest’s robe, those believers would definitely regard him as a holy son descended from heaven. He has a face that is not human.”

This time, Kyle Reese didn't immediately raise any objections, but instead fell into deep thought.

Although he still found Sarah Connor's words somewhat hard to believe, Kyle Reese had to admit that there were indeed some people who, just by standing there, made you feel different, like John Connor. The moment anyone saw him, they would genuinely feel a sense of trust in him.

"I still find it hard to believe, but I choose to believe you."

Sarah Connor's expression softened, and she sincerely thanked her, saying, "Thank you so much for your trust."

"No need. My duty is to protect you. Now, go and contact that so-called god. Before I die, I will do everything in my power to stop the Terminator from harming you."

Sarah Connor didn't say anything more, but her gaze toward Kyle Reese had become extremely gentle.

The next moment, she immediately began to contact the Dimensional Exchange, but as time went by, the other party did not reply.

In the blink of an eye, a day has passed.

By this time, Sarah Connor and Kyle Reese were in a terrible state, their clothes torn and tattered, and the smell of blood wafted through the air.

Sarah Connor was now deathly pale. She hadn't suffered any serious injuries, but she was just an ordinary woman who had been hunted by Terminators all day. Even a regular soldier would break down after that, let alone an ordinary woman like her.

But it must be admitted that this not-so-pretty woman has a ruthless streak in her bones. Even in this situation, she can still grit her teeth and persevere. Not only that, she has even begun to learn how to fight back under Kyle Reese's tutelage.

As for Kyle Reese, his situation is much worse now. Although he won't die directly like in the original story, he is in a much more miserable state. In the original story, he only needed to escape with Sarah Connor, but now he needs to give Sarah Connor some time to call on the so-called gods, which makes his protection work more difficult.

He was, after all, just a human. He had faced off against the Terminator's killing weapon head-on for several rounds and had almost reached his limit. Now, he was just stubbornly holding on.

“Sarah Connor, perhaps we really should leave. It’s been a day, and your god hasn’t answered you.”

Sarah Connor hesitated. She dared not leave and could only circle around her work area with Kyle Reese's help. She was unsure if she could still communicate with the deity if she left completely, and she didn't know the real reason why the deity could contact her or what had influenced it.

But now, she and they are really struggling to hold on.