Because few people had not eaten and there was no business restaurant nearby, Anyang had to perform his unique skills of changing food again, which surprised the people. △

"This is the best food I've ever eaten, no doubt about it!" John swallowed in big mouthfuls, grabbing it with his hands without caring about his image.

"China is the country with the most brilliant food culture in the world, but it's a bit backward." Sarah also ate in small mouthfuls, and picked up the can and looked at the text on it. Although she couldn't understand Chinese, she recognized the Arabic numerals on it.

“December 15, 2015?”

"Yes, this is the date of our time and space, and I came from this time."

"You are happy."

Anyang pursed his lips and refused to speak. Of course he knew what Sarah meant.

John looked at t800: "Don't you have to eat? I mean... replenish energy or something."

t800 sat on the chair with a cold expression: "No, relying on food to replenish energy is something that only natural living organisms can do."

"Then how long can you last? I mean... power or something."

“My built-in battery can support me in operation for 120 years.”

"oh."

John lowered his head and continued to eat. Soon, he began to sit in a car outside the gas station and watched the night, alone silently and didn't know what he was thinking.

There are few cars on the road, the stars in the night sky are dim, and occasionally single-family houses have lights on. This looks like this outside Los Angeles in about 1997.

"Hey John, come in quickly, it's not safe outside."

"Okay, mom, I'll come in later."

"My John, I hope you understand that you are now the target of a Terminator, and that machine is pursuing us unremittingly!"

"I see."

"John..."

"I said...I'll come in later!"

John interrupted Sarah impatiently and had no intention of getting up. In fact, he had done a very good job. He did not have such a good temper when facing his adoptive parents Todd and Jenny.

Anyang smiled and stood up and said, "I will ensure his safety."

Seeing him coming, John looked up and fell silent again.

Anyang also sat next to him and began to appreciate this unique American style.

After a long time, John finally spoke.

"Uncle Anyang, can I talk to you?"

An Yang was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Of course, but I can't guarantee that I will be a good person to talk to."

John didn't care and put his hand on the hood behind him. He looked up at the stars in the distance, looking very melancholy and mature.

"Do you know what other kids are doing at this time?"

"I don't know, maybe...play Nintendo?"

"Yes, other kids are playing Nintendo at this time, but I have to instill many things in my head that adults don't touch so that I can become a better military leader!"

“… Maybe, this is fate.”

"Dog-shit!" John cursed angrily, "Go to ******* Fate. I remember a saying that my mother often said, fate does not exist. It depends on your own creation."

"...Your mother is right, she is a very strong woman."

"Strong? I used to see her hiding alone in the room and wiping her tears. I knew she could not forget that man. Even though they only lasted one night, she never let me know about her pain." Before Anyang could speak, John continued. "But she is indeed very strong, stronger than many men!"

Anyang pursed his lips and recalled the original plot: "In fact, this damn war not only deprived you of your childhood, but also deprived Sarah of her happiness. She paid a lot for it."

"You're right." John was silent. "We lived in places like Nicaragua for a while, and for a while she was with a lunatic who once had a green beret to study gun skills, and there were many guys who would have hooked up with anything she could learn so she could teach me how to be a great military leader!"

Anyang listened to this familiar passage and pursed his lips: "I know all this."

"You know?"

"Of course, I've seen your fate, and if I hadn't come here, you would have said the same thing to t800."

John was stunned for a moment, and suddenly buried his head in his arms and cried. After a long time, he raised his head and his eyes were already red.

"I used to think she was a lunatic, just like those people said when they arrested her, I used to think that everything I believed was piled up by dog-shit, and hated her because of it, but everything she said was true. She knew the truth, but no one believed her...I didn't even believe it."

An Yang patted his shoulder lightly and said nothing. If he hadn't known the plot, he wouldn't have seen that the child around him was only ten years old, both in terms of psychology and figure.

"Hey, John, it's already late."

Sarah's shout came from the room.

"Yes, we'll be back soon." John got up and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. "We should go back, well... Listen, I didn't tell you anything today."

Anyang smiled calmly and walked into the house with him.

This future military leader of all mankind has already carried too much at the age of ten.

T800 was sitting naked, Sarah was helping him remove the deformed bullets from his body and put them on the plate on the table, piled up one by one and look shocking.

John picked up the leather jacket on the table and shook it. As soon as he raised it, the light outside the window shot in along the bullet holes. He was surprised and turned his head and asked, "Do you feel pain when you were shot?"

t800 is very calm: "I can feel hurt, it can also be called pain."

Sarah asked: "Will these muzzles heal?"

"Can."

Anyang waited for a while, and saw that no one asked the questions he was concerned about, so he spoke by himself: "Can you learn something other than the preset of the program? This way you can look more like a person than always being stupid."

Sarah's expression changed slightly, she took out a bullet and placed it on the plate.

She remembers how the war broke out. Wasn’t it just that a computer with learning ability produced **?

"My central processing unit has neural network processing programs and is a computer with learning capabilities, but Skynet presets it as read-only when sending us out."

Sarah took off the last bullet and asked, "To prevent you from thinking too much, right?"

"Yes."

John suddenly asked, "Can we reset this setting?"

Sarah was stunned and looked at him with the Terminator.

Anyang sat on the chair and didn't say a word. Perhaps even with his variable, many things in the plot could not be changed, not to mention that he doesn't like to change the plot very much.

soon--

John was holding a lamp to illuminate, while Sarah used a knife to lift the t800's scalp to reveal the silver-white metal inside, and wiped the simulated blood stains on it with a veil.

"Rotate the two locked cylinders clockwise...execute...and then open the connecting cover...good, now remove the vibration damping accessories...you can now get the CPU."

t800 turned his head slightly to present the round hole in his head in front of Sarah at a clearer angle: "Did you see it?"

"See it."

"Grab the CPU substrate and pull it out."

Sarah followed his guidance to pull out the CPU, and t800 immediately stopped moving.

John expressed his curiosity, snapped his fingers in front of T800's unhappy face, and raised his hand from time to time and pressed it down, having a lot of fun.

Anyang glanced at this side and said warningly: "Sarah, I hope you can understand that he just used his body to block the bullet for John, and has spared no effort to help us, and will never betray us. The most important thing is that we need his help, otherwise we will not be able to eliminate t1000!"

Sarah clamped the CPU with tweezers and said, "We don't have to eliminate the t1000. I can take John away and go a long way."

Anyang narrowed his eyes and stood up and looked directly at Sarah.

"Leaving here? You can't always take John to live a life without a fixed place, right? What's more, where can you go? T1000 can imitate anyone he has contacted. If you force it to a hurry, it can mobilize the power of the entire government in a certain capacity!"

Just kidding, he has a mission to destroy the Terminator. If this woman destroys t800 and fights him with what and t000, would he have to fight against that guy? He believes that his speed and skills are far more than t1000, but in terms of strength, he is not as good as this robot, not to mention that its body can deform at will and cannot be killed!

Sarah was instilled in this aspect by Anyang when she was in the hospital. At this time, she was no longer as stubborn as in the original plot, but she was just a little hesitant.

"But I don't believe it, we'd better rely on ourselves."

"But we have to have one machine blocking another machine, and I'm a human! Well, I know what you're worried about, listen, if something happens, I can kill him, and I can kill him easily, okay?"

Sarah stared at Anyang, who suddenly became aggressive, thought about it and failed, put down the central processor and said, "Okay, I believe in you."

John blinked his eyes and looked at him, as if he understood something, and secretly gave Anyang a thumbs up, as if he admired him for suppressing Sarah.

When t800 is turned on and resumed operations again, John has already released the read-only, which means he has begun to learn new things and may also lead to the prototype of wisdom.

This is exactly what Sarah is worried about.

t800 knew nothing about what had just happened, and began to carry the gun to the door to guard the door. His head turned mechanically, and his body remained motionless.

Sarah lies in a car and falls asleep while John is lying on the table.

Only Anyang is the most comfortable. Don’t say it, the hammock is quite comfortable to shake!
Chapter completed!