Detroit: Get poorer.

"This is the end of your mission, and you can go home now." North hesitated and said, "A brown wig suits you better." Then he quickly ran to Marcus's position.

Thanks I don't care which color wig suits me.

It seemed that I was not needed in the following scene, but the company was located in the city, and it was too far away from home. I waited by the side of the road, trying to hail a taxi.

Of course, Marcus didn't tell me he blocked the road. (Smile)

Then I witnessed Marcus "jerking off".

Well, the posture is very skilled, and I have played a lot before.

However, when he awakened other androids, he acted like a pyramid scheme, perhaps a cult would be more appropriate.

I couldn't help but imagine thousands of bionics standing in front of Marcus, shouting that Master Ma will rule the world forever.

Fortunately, Master Ma spread the cult quickly, and he came out with a large number of congregants after a while. I think it is not suitable for me to appear in front of so many abnormal bionics. I am going to ask Marcus when he is alone. Asked if he could send me back.

Then I saw him put up slogans with various difficult movements, this leg, this butt, my God, you used to be a fitness instructor.

Finally, Master Ma posted the slogan to my side.

"Teacher Ma... Kus, can you send me back? I said wait until you're done."

He still seemed to be wondering why I was still there.

"That...the taxi is gone..."

An expression called ridicule appeared on his face, you, a bionic person with such a rich expression, be careful of your face twitching.

"The road is closed, wait a while."

He talked to another AP-series android and gave me a calm look.

After a while, most of the androids had evacuated, and I finally got a taxi that arrived long overdue.

Not surprisingly, the driver is also a bionic person, and I was still worried about revealing my identity when paying, but Master Ma had already "excitedly" (??) held the driver's hand.

"Ineed your help."

The driver's LED blinked twice and it was thrown into the Marcus cult.

I suspect that my five bionics were fooled away in the same way!However, thinking that I might be able to return to the 21st century soon, and the conflict with Marcus does not exist, I also have a lot of adults who don't care about Marcus.

Marcus threw the USB flash drive in from the unclosed window, "I'll bring the instrument over tomorrow." Is this after-sales service? !Marcus is dark but kind (not).

The driver didn't ask me where I was going, and started the car directly.

When I got home, it was almost dawn, and I planned that if the experiment went well, I would be able to lie on my sofa and say "hello" to Itachi tonight.

I can go back immediately, but it's a pity that the mental shuttle can't bring any special products back, otherwise the bionics here are a great asset.

The instrument was delivered by the bionic man who was shot on the rooftop.

He handed me the palm-sized instrument, "Hello, Wentley, I'm Simon, thank you, I'm talking about what happened last time, you understand."

I nodded and took the instrument.

Simon continued: "Just input the chronological coordinates into the instrument." After speaking, he left in a hurry.

Robots work hard too.I sighed, inserted the USB flash drive into the computer, quickly found the coordinates of 2018, and entered the data while fantasizing about falling in love with Hatsune.

Saygoodbye on the days when you are struggling to make a living.

The Wintleys, on the afternoon of the 9th—

Marcus, who came alone, just silently looked at the young man who was sleeping on the sofa.

Wentley was busy all night last night without closing his eyes. When he calmed down, the blue color under his eye circles was clearly visible, and his beard protruded from his master's busyness.

"Hiss" the young man suddenly opened his eyes, rubbed his head, looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Marcus in front of him, "Damn, where is this?"

"Who are you?" the young man asked.

Marcus said, "I'm Marcus."

This person seems to be reminding himself of his identity?The young man suddenly realized, so he has time-traveled?Looking around, the room full of futuristic sense of technology is definitely not my little den with Itachi and Hatsune.

Marcus saw the young man's puzzled expression turned into enlightenment, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.He took the warrant out of his pocket.

"Your new job," then said "for the freedom of the bionics" and left immediately without looking at Wintley's expression.

"Android? What the hell? I'm an android?"

The author has something to say: emmm, this chapter is considered a turning point?? `Winterley has not changed.And the little angels who leave comments, crabs, your comments are the biggest motivation for Shen ヾ(????)?~