Chapter 581: The Incalculable Race_2

However, as soon as he moved, one Terminator after another from behind began to pursue him, mirroring his actions.

Moreover, the actions of these mech-robots were methodical, with each one making predictive moves based on the experiences of the one before it.

Even as the Medicinal Plant Gatherer was changing direction as much as possible, he couldn't fully shake them off, and was increasingly overtaken by the mech-robots as if in a relay race.

Until at a certain moment, when he was about twenty meters away from the main unit once again, he was caught by a mech-robot in his blind spot and forcefully dragged back to the ground.

And with that pause, the chance to approach the main unit was gone forever.

The countless mech-robots behind him surged forward competitively, piling on top of him one after the other and completely submerging the Medicinal Plant Gatherer beneath them...

"Give up, you have no chance of winning," Ava said with an unquestionable tone in the Pure White Space.