Chapter 56

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The first place the bionic robots enter is the lobby of the mobile theatre, where beneath the glitter and glamour lies a hidden danger. According to the information they had been given before the operation, there should be many psychic entities lingering in the theatre's halls, however, the bionic robots searched around and found no signs of psychic activity.

This was strange.

The bionic robots, who had some intelligence, were therefore on the alert, climbing more carefully with their robotic arms over walls and carpets, looking for signs of human activity and searching for humans. Click-clack-clack - the sound of robotic arms touching the floor and walls is frequent. The bionic robots, with their human shapes and hard shells, move with extreme agility. With their limbs stretched out, they jumped back and forth like spiders around the theatre, while at the same time recording everything in the hall with their electronic eyes that had video capabilities.

As expected, the theatre's data signal was blocked and they lost contact with the command centre upon entering the theatre. But their own internal video functions had already prepared them for this situation. They will follow a plan to search for the humans and wait for the signal to be restored before sending the data and footage from the search back to the base for further research. In order to record the various paranormal events inside the theatre more clearly, the electronic eyes of each bionic man are made of a special material that has a certain chance of recording the true nature of the paranormal events.

A spider-like bionic man peering at the wall approaches a portrait hanging on the wall. In its lens, the portrait of a beautiful woman is transformed into a gruesome portrait of a thin, dry skeleton, with blood flowing out of the frame in an eerie manner. The bionic robot crawls past the portrait, attracting the attention of the skeleton in the portrait. It trembles for some reason, glances at the bionic robot with trepidation and then, after realising that it is not a living person, looks away again and huddles in the frame, desperate to hide from view.

The same scene occurred with dozens of other bionics, who found no trace of the wandering apparitions mentioned in the data, only a few fixed in one place, and all of them with varying degrees of weirdness similar to humans in fear.

Again, no traces of human activity were found.

The entire hall was searched before the bionic robots began to penetrate deeper into the theatre in the hope of getting a trace of humans, the first mission they had been sent on.

"Snap, snap, snap--"

Just then, all the bionic robots heard the sound of the humans' rapid footsteps, their breath heavy and their fleeing heartbeats causing the robots to move in unison in the direction the sound was coming from, at a neat and consistent pace.

The "clickety-clack" of footsteps was particularly creepy in the quiet corridor. Soon, one of the bionics encountered the first living person, a man who identified himself as the new executive, Yin Wen. Yin Wen looked at the bionic people who had come to his rescue with an ecstatic expression; he was battered and bruised and had only made it this far with a belief that he would survive. Of course, it was also thanks to the psychics who were now hiding like quails, and the mobile theatre that had to close all access to the inter-dimensional space because they had been captured by the flesh and blood.

"Are there any other survivors?"

The bionic robot carrying Yin Wen quickly outside the theatre asked in an emotionless mechanical voice. Yin Wen's bloodshot eyes flickered at his words as he replied, "No, come on, something horrible is coming out of this theatre ......"

That's right, there were no more living people in the theatre, and Sun Dazai, who he had used as a stepping stone to push into the mannequin's arms, must be dead, and must be dead. Those two human-like things watching the show from the audience are the scary ghosts and ghouls!

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