Marvel: Tech Prodigy, Make Your Own Wife at the Start

a long time.....

Under the guidance of Miss Night Blade No. 2 Type B (hereafter referred to as Night Blade), Locke finally overcomes the problem that he does not know.

Although Locke is not the first time to hand in homework, it should be the first time in this world.

It was a wonderful experience that made him feel like he was back in the green years of his previous life.

The key point is that his current body is only 14 years old, and the key object to help him with his homework is the general-purpose combat robot he built himself.

Technology has really changed life, and it's okay to have a wife for yourself.

In the mist-shrouded bathroom, through the frosted glass, you could vaguely see the exploding figure of the night blade.

There was a wretched smile on Locke's face. With this tutor, you will no longer have to worry about not being able to write your homework or ordering anywhere!

Turning on the TV, Locke crossed Erlang's legs and hummed a little song, waiting for a brace.

At this moment, a hot news was broadcast on the TV.

"Yes, Iron Man is me!"

A man with a mustache looked at the camera and said very forcefully.

Anyone who has seen Marvel knows that this man is not the famous New York playboy Tony. Stark, but who else!

"What is Iron Man?" Mr. Yeblade walked over to Locke while wiping his hair while wearing a pure white bath towel.

Like a well-behaved cat, he sat in Locke's arms.

"A guy who likes to pretend, but a technological genius!" Locke rudely put his hand into the bath towel and said after thinking for a while.

For Locke's rude behavior, a warm smile appeared on Ye Blade's face.

According to the first rule of robotics, she must not disobey Locke's orders.

As for this kind of small gesture between couples, it goes without saying that it is simply too much to ask for!

"Technical genius? His suit of armor is nothing more than that. You are much worse than you, Master!"

As a robot, Nightblade quickly connected to the Internet and analyzed Tony. Stark's equipment.

The conclusion is very simple, just so-so!

This is not much more advanced than the technology of the Neil Mechanical Era in her memory, and it is even a lot worse.

After all, in that world, it is possible to create a general-purpose combat robot like her.

And the creator in front of her is even more amazing, able to implant her emotional system, so that she has the same thinking mode and physiological experience as human beings.

It's not something that Iron Man can compare to.

"I like to hear compliments, but Tony. Stark still has two brushes, so don't underestimate him!" Locke said while squeezing Nightblade's soft chin.

"Master, is it time to do your homework again?" Ye Ren said with a charming smile.

"No, I'm feeling a little uncomfortable this time, you can take a look at me!" Locke said pretending to be weak.

"Nurse, I know!" Ye Ren smiled, got up and left the room to change clothes.

But at this moment, there was a knock on Locke's door, and without looking, Locke knew who it was.

"Master, are you asleep?" Lao Mo's caring voice sounded outside the door.

"Not yet, what's the matter?" Locke said while waving at Yeren who was changing into the nurse's costume and walking out, motioning her to enter the bedroom.

Seeing this, Yeren nodded obediently, and closed the door with a smile.

At this time, Lao Mo pushed in the door, and glanced around Locke's room with a puzzled look, feeling like he was caught.

"Butler Mo, what are you doing?" Locke looked at Lao Mo speechlessly and asked.

"Master, who were you talking to in the room just now? Is there anyone else in the room?" Lao Mo asked with concern, with a worried look in his eyes.

He thought at first that Locke dropped out of school at home, just because he would not be able to accept the sad news of his father's unfortunate death for a while.

So I want to change the environment to adjust my mood, and then I will arrange a private school for the young master in a few days, and then I can continue to send him to school.

After all, this age is the time to study, and it is impossible not to read!

But I didn't expect that more than a month had passed, and not only did this young master not mention going to school.

He didn't even stay in the laboratory he established day and night, not knowing what he was tinkering with, forgetting to eat and sleep.

And it was so late at the moment that he was still talking to himself in the room, which really made him worry.

In the entire Rockefeller family, there is only one seed like Locke, and he will be in charge of the entire chaebol family in the future.

So, how can you do without reading!

"In this huge manor, besides Butler Mo, you and those old pickle maids, where are there other living people?" Locke said solemnly.

The old Mo in front of him is now playing the role of his father, and he wants to train him well.

He is naturally very grateful for this, but this is obviously not the time to introduce Miss 2b.

After all, it's really inconvenient for Miss 2b, who is wearing a nurse's uniform.

"Why is there a strange smell in the room?" Lao Mo said, sniffing his nose.

Then he saw a pile of toilet paper on the ground.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand something.

"Young master, you are still young, there are some things you can't grasp... or..." Lao Mo hesitated.

Locke was speechless, obviously Lao Mo had misunderstood him.

"It's not what you think, if you're all right, go back and rest!

It's not too early, I can live with it when I'm young, don't toss yourself! "

Seeing that Locke was in a hurry to let him leave, Lao Mo thought it was a secret being discovered, and he was afraid of embarrassment.

He got up quickly and said, "The old servant didn't mean to talk about you because he was looking for you so late.

In fact, there is something to tell you that the murderer of your father has been found and is now on trial at the police station. I believe there will be a result soon!

Young master, the dead can't be resurrected, you can't continue to be decadent, you are still young, you should look forward!

This is the information of the criminal. If you want to vent your anger, I will take you directly to the police station tomorrow. I have already dealt with the people over there Roar.

As long as you don't die, you can do it! "Lao Mo gently put down a card on the table, sighed and left.

In his opinion, Locke has a heart disease, and a heart disease is such a thing as a person who needs to tie the bell.

So he didn't hesitate to buy into the police station, and he also gave Locke a chance to vent his anger.

You can see his Savior's heartfelt mood!

"Butler Mo, thank you!" Looking at Lao Mo's back, Locke thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

"What I should do, young master, have a good rest, I will retire first!"

After leaving Locke's room, Lao Mo, who was standing at the door, was full of emotion.

In a month's time, the 14-year-old young master seems to have changed and matured too much.

And the more mature Locke is, the more worried he is.

"Instead of letting the young master do it himself, it is better to find a trustworthy woman for the young master. This may help him untie the knot." Lao Mo muttered to himself.

At this moment, if Locke knew that his old butler was going to find a woman for him when he was still a minor in order to untie the so-called knot in his heart, he would not know how he would feel.

I guess you will be impressed!

This old butler deserves a deep friendship! !

In the room, Locke picked up the card on the table with a bloodthirsty sneer on his face.

"Looks like there's a new event tonight!"*