If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Song Chuyi blinked and looked carefully again.

This time he was sure that this huge warship was really wronged.

This cold machine does not seem to be as cold and ruthless as humans know it to be.

On the contrary, it is incredibly simple.

Song Chuyi withdrew his gaze, raised his hand and grabbed Gu Yongnian's arm.

Gu Yongnian turned around and looked at him, "Achu, what's wrong?"

Song Chuyi leaned forward slightly, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a hint of tenderness appeared between his eyebrows.

"It shouldn't hurt me."

Gu Yongnian was stunned.

There seemed to be countless pairs of ruthless eyes staring at him on the cold warship behind him.

Those eyes were as cold as machines, but it was just as Ah Chu said.

It, they, or rather, they, would not hurt him.

Even the first-class division umbrella known as the rebel army treated Achu the same way.

In the sky, above the warships.

A group of tall robots gathered together.

They were staring at Song Chuyi below through special sensors.

They all have human appearance, but are stronger and more indestructible than human flesh.

Their skin has a mechanical coolness, and the coating on the machinery is made of the hardest material in the universe.

This material can simulate human body temperature and can be manipulated to become warm.

Although... they never took advantage of the properties of this material.

Warmth means nothing to them.

Perhaps, most things in this universe are meaningless.

They just exist, allowing the time that never returns to destroy them.

For the rational mechanical race, there is only one person who makes them feel meaningful.

Song Chuyi.

This text seemed to have been engraved on their core code since they were born, making them feel that everything in the world has meaning when they think of this person.

Like now, they can do nothing but stare at that slender figure.

The leader, Shi Shan, who was called "Mechanical Butcher", had a gentle expression on his face, without any trace of cruelty or ruthlessness.

He was at the front, and Song Chuyi's figure was reflected in his glazed pupils.

The figure seemed to be magnified in his pupils.

This is not a difficult task for the mechanical race, as their eyes are also super microscopes.

As long as they want, they can even see things thousands of miles away.

Shi Shan stared at the figure with his lips tightly pursed.

"Has he spotted us?"

His voice was mechanical and cold, but at this moment he actually sounded a little nervous.

The assistant next to him quickly analyzed: "The probability that he found us is 99.99%, and the probability that he didn't find us is 0.01."

Shi Shan nodded, "There is still a 0.01 chance that they haven't discovered us yet."

The other mechanical tribes nodded.

That's right, there is still a 0.01% chance that they have not been discovered.

"What is this probability of 0.01?" Shi Shan asked again.

The assistant next to him replied seriously: "He is blind."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi San raised his hand and slapped him.

He seemed a little angry.

"How could he be blind?"

"You go back to the furnace and start over."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Shan seemed to realize something and his pupils shrank noticeably.

"He can't be blind, then he must have seen me!"

Shi San suddenly looked down and saw Song Chuyi waving at them.

He was even laughing, like a beam of flame, falling on the core of all the mechanical races.

Then, their bodies began to warm up.