Asian Girl Completion Manual

"What's wrong with my brain?"

After a brief silence, Mikhail did not struggle to sit up anymore. He just glanced at the various tubes connected to his body, and then focused on what he was looking at. At this moment, he only has one left eye left, and it is like a camera with unstable signal, constantly flowing unexplained currents and shaking.

He raised his right hand with difficulty and touched the eye socket that had been hit by Tao Gong. The microcomputer that was originally inserted there had been removed by Michael, and the cracked skin next to it had also been sewn up. Even the peach blossom branches that grew out were carefully cleaned one by one, but he always felt that the skin on his face felt different from before.

".I replaced the damaged parts of your head, including circuits and regenerated bones. But I couldn't restore the damaged skin, so I used cultured meat to imitate it and sewed it together. I was too lazy to cultivate human life factors, so I used Of other demi-races.”

In the distance, Michael Gujing's silent voice came. Only now did Mikhail realize that he seemed to be lying in Michael's forging workshop, surrounded by all the holy objects he had forged before.

Mikhail had seen him experiment with various holy objects. He felt that the weapons designed and researched by Novosibirsk were more like toys in the eyes of the archangel. It didn’t take long for the technology he brought to be fully studied by Michael. It was clear that this time even Mikhail's most complex brain implant circuit could be repaired easily by him.

"Thank you."

Mikhail lay on the spot and thanked him, but Michael did not respond, so the atmosphere in the workshop became silent again.

Maybe Mikhail remembered the embarrassing things he did when he was confused last time and just now. He became more and more uncomfortable. His left eye turned and he looked at the person connected to him in silence. A bunch of pipes, asked,

"By the way, what are these tubes for?"

"Noisy."

Michael Gujing Wubo's voice came. Hearing the words, Michael immediately closed his mouth and lay down squarely without speaking.

At this moment, he suddenly wished that he had not woken up, so that he would not have to suffer such torture.

But a second or two later, Michael's voice came again,

"When I checked just now, I found that there were many unreasonable things in the implanted parts in your body, and there were too many redundancies. That is, these redundancies were eroding your fragile human nerves and sanity, so I modified them by the way. Those The tube is an inhibitor. You mentioned its efficacy before, so I tried to imitate some and just tried it on you."

Michael, who was sitting on his throne in the distance with his legs crossed and his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes a little. He glanced at Mikhail's state at the moment, then snorted softly and said,

"It looks like the experiment was successful and you're not broken."

Mikhail stretched his hand connected by the tube and found that the part where the prosthetic body had corroded the nerves in the past seemed to be sensitive again, and he never expected that he had only mentioned the efficacy of the inhibitor before. Michael was actually able to reproduce that thing.

He opened his mouth in surprise, deeply admiring this unsmiling archangel.

"It's really amazing. If that little Japanese girl were here, she would definitely say that you are Doraemon."

Hearing Mikhail's praise, Michael closed his eyes calmly, as if he had no reaction, but after hearing what he said next, he suddenly opened his eyes again, looked at him and tilted his head and asked,

"Doraemon? What is that?"

"Well, it's just a chubby doraemon, probably an anime character from that era. We still had his image at that time, and it was very cute."

".you wanna die?"

"."

Mikhail stopped talking again and quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be dead. He wished he could swallow the words he just said completely back into his stomach, wishing they had never been spoken.

Michael put one hand on his cheek and looked at him pretending to be dead. The expression on his face dropped several degrees, but in Michael's eyes there was no room for him to pretend to be dead, so he slapped his cheek. , opened his mouth and asked,

"Tell me everything that happened after you went to Tree Continent, how you were injured, and what you gained."

Mikhail, who was pretending to be dead, sighed. He glanced at Michael, who couldn't be ignored, and finally told him everything, including how he was injured.

Michael sneered as he listened. He looked in the direction outside and mocked,

"Sariye, I know what she wants from the tears of the World Tree. As an envoy, she needs to convey the oracle, and meeting the Lord God means that she will see the gods with the Lord God. In addition to Except for demigods, any other being who meets the true god of the gods and knows the secrets of the gods will be cursed at best, or wiped out in ashes. She was cursed, she was deprived of the ability to see, and any holy object made from the gospel cannot remove it. This curse allowed her to regain her sight.

"Unless that holy object has its own consciousness and is regarded as a unique individual by the world, it can circumvent the curse and help her see all things. For this reason, she will not hesitate to use the desire she sees from you as a bait to let you carry it. I helped her find the Teardrop of the World Tree."

Michael sneered and his eyes suddenly turned to Mikhail in front of him. He stood up, his smile faded little by little, and his tone gradually became less friendly. He asked Mikhail,

"What about you? What desires does she see and promise you?"

Mikhail shouted that he was innocent. His remaining eye looked at Michael and shouted,

"What does she have to do with me when she is discussing a deal with others? Even if she does, she just tells me the way to go home. But you told me before, you don't even know the way to let me return, and of course I don't care about her either. I trust her very much. It’s just because the Japanese girl is young and homesick, so I never mentioned it.”

Looking at Mikhail's innocent explanation in front of him, it seemed that he was trying to distance himself from Sariel, but this did not make Michael stop at all. His eyes were still biting Mikhail and asked road,

"Then why are you running down with them?"

"." Mikhail opened his mouth, and then his mature face became more innocent. He whispered, "Didn't you say I am free?"

"Of course you are free, so I should respect your freedom and stop your treatment."

The smile on Michael's face became more and more dangerous. He raised his hand and exerted a force, as if to pull out the tube connected to Mikhail's body.

"I, well, I just feel that I want to find a way back even if there is little hope, so it has nothing to do with Archangel Sariel. And to be honest, I also feel a little confused. This world is unfamiliar to me, except for your fifth God, I don’t know where to go.”

Michael still had a cold face, but his raised hand was gradually withdrawn. As a result, the restless tubes on Mikhail's body quickly calmed down.

"Don't think about it. You can't go back. Just wait here to die."

Michael sat back on his throne with a cold face again, and spoke without mercy or comfort, making Mikhail, who was lying down, look at the ceiling in confusion. After a long time, he He opened his mouth and said,

"If there is really no other way, I have no choice but to do this. Now, the tears of the world tree."

"Just now, Sariel notified us with an oracle, asking all angels not to interfere with the affairs of the Lower World Dragon Continent and the elves. Although Sariel hates it, the oracle still dare not spread it randomly. This is what God meant. , if you disobey, I’m afraid there will be risks.”

Of course Michael wanted the tears of the World Tree. He also knew that Sariel was worshiping the oracle on the surface, but secretly he would never stop. Her desire for eyes was just like Gabriel's desire for children. , but the question is, if Sariel dares to take risks to regain the light, does Michael need to take risks for the teardrops of the World Tree?

When the risks and benefits are almost equal, decision-making is the most grueling moment.

Mikhail looked at him with a strong inner fire and knew what he was struggling with. He looked at Michael and asked,

"So, what do you want the tears of the World Tree to do? Is it also for the sacred object of consciousness?"

"Yes and no. I am more curious about its working principle and my desire to master this technique. Logically speaking, the World Tree teardrop is a by-product of the intersection between the Destiny Loom and the World Tree, but why is it I don’t have the slightest idea that consciousness can be generated by merging with the most sacred object.”

"Well, if you put it like that, I seem to know a technique that might help you study the key to consciousness."

"you?"

The red-haired beauty sitting on the throne raised her eyebrows and looked at Mikhail on the bed, and he nodded and said,

"In my world, the Zhulong Company in the East has a brand new [artificial intelligence] technology, and has had exchanges with my company, and I happened to be in charge of it for a period of time."

"Tell the important point."

Mikhail pursed his lips. Being interrupted by Michael was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar. In fact, when talking about work and principles, he and Michael were generally in agreement and didn't like to say more. Other unrelated things. But maybe it was because Mikhail felt a little embarrassed in front of Michael, or maybe because the angel in front of him was a person from another world. He was worried that the other person didn't understand some concepts, so he deliberately explained in detail. some

In short, in front of Michael, Mikhail will speak more.

"That is, I can use a computer to calculate a simulated consciousness. I had this idea before, but I never had time to implement it. First, my brain is not loaded enough, and second, I don't have time. If you are interested If so, I can tell you the method and then we will study it together."

Michael tilted his head when he heard this, frowned, and asked Mikhail,

"You have such skills, why wasn't it mentioned in the scroll you left before? How dare you deceive me?"

"How dare I? I'm just surprised by such a miraculous thing that the World Tree's teardrops produce consciousness, so I don't dare to tell you this unattractive technology. Wait, didn't you say you didn't read my scroll and threw it away? Yet?"

Without moving his whole body, Mikhail raised his head with difficulty and looked at Michael in front of him.

"."

There was sudden silence in the workshop, and it was not until several seconds later that Michael spoke,

".you wanna die?"

"."

Mikhail's only raised head lay down limply, as motionless as a corpse.

And out of sight of Mikhail, Michael unnaturally lowered his fingers from his cheeks and placed them on the edge of the throne, as if for support.

Of course Mikhail did not completely turn into a corpse. He just breathed a sigh of relief and said,

"In this way, you don't have to take the risk to go against the oracle and find the tears of the World Tree, right?"

Michael was slightly startled, and he also leaned on the backrest behind him, letting his long red hair be squeezed by his body and spread out like a sea of ​​flowers.

"Ha, wait until you are ready and you can demonstrate it to me. I will consider the feasibility."

"Um, can't I write another scroll or something, and then you can study it yourself first? Wait until Angel Hellel recovers from his injury."

"Are you going to enter the mortal world again?"

"Ah, well, I still want to give it a try, even if the hope is slim, if there is a way to go back."

Michael leaned on the throne expressionlessly, his eyes flashed twice. Just when he gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, he seemed to feel something. Although the expression on his face was still ugly, it was no longer Words.

The room suddenly fell silent, but Mikhail did not dare to speak again, nor did he dare to look up at the expression of the archangel at this moment. He just blinked his one eye and lay on the bed.

It wasn't until a long time later, when Mikhail couldn't help but wanted to raise his head to see Michael's expression at this moment, that footsteps suddenly came from outside the door. He raised his eyes and saw the workstation gradually opening. The main gate of the shop, and Fisher, Gelsemium and Asuka Karasawa revealed outside the door.

"Mr. Mikhail, are you okay! Before you hit your head"

"Ah, I'm fine. Thanks to Archangel Michael, I'm almost fine."

Fisher also walked into the room at the same time. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the atmosphere in the room seemed quite strange, which made him take a second look at the person sitting on the throne who didn't have a very friendly expression. red haired archangel.

"Michael the Archangel."

Gelsemium and Fisher greeted Michael politely, and Asuka Karasawa also said hello to each other without realizing it, but Michael seemed a little uninterested. Don't care about them at all.

Then, the whole room seemed to fall silent again.

Both Fisher and Gelsemium, who knew how to read the atmosphere, seemed to realize something was wrong and did not speak rashly. Even Asuka Karasawa, who was holding the forged ring and wanted to poke it into the sky with her nose, also stopped in front of Michael.

After all, this archangel is the archangel in charge of forging and war, the most important things in the entire sanctuary. If he sees the rags he has made, he will definitely be criticized and make him doubt his life, right?

Asuka Karasawa pursed her lips, lowered her head like a little transparent person and moved her steps slightly towards the back of Fisher. She didn't stop until her figure disappeared little by little behind Fisher.

In silence, Michael did not look in a specific direction, but kept tapping his cheek.

It wasn't until several seconds later that his tapping movement slowly stopped, and his own eyes focused again, and the unconscious pressure that escaped was returned to his body little by little.

Then, he slowly stood up, slightly lifting the dull atmosphere in the room. He also rubbed his wrists, walked out of the workshop, and said to Mikhail,

"You will be cured after the inhibitor injection is completed. Until then, lie down and don't move."

Mikhail, who had been lying dead for a long time, finally dared to move his head a little. He turned his head, passed Fisher and others standing by the bed, and focused on the departing Michael.

"Thank you so much, Archangel Michael."

Michael, who heard his thanks, also moved his eyes a little to look at him. As their eyes met, he paused for a moment, then snorted coldly, and then walked outside.

His steps were getting farther and farther, but his voice was still clear. He said this to Mikhail,

"Sariye moves very quickly. You won't stay here for a long time. You have to leave tomorrow at the latest, otherwise things will change later. I mean, before tomorrow, prepare the scroll you promised."

"I'll watch it."

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