Squeezed zaifu fish delivered to your door

But when Mr. Li came out of the delivery room... oh no, it was already three hours later when he came out of his studio.

Although Mr. Li has long been preparing to repair the core parts of the white flood dragon, according to the complexity of the biological mech, it is not so easy to repair.

Three hours still established Mr. Li's identity as the maker of Baijiao.

If an ordinary mecha maker can understand biological mechas, it doesn't matter, but it is very difficult to repair a biological mecha whose core parts have been destroyed.

"Okay." Mr. Li walked out with Ling Miao's space button.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, I handed the space button to Ling Miao, "I hope it can exert its maximum value in your hands."

When he made a tailor-made mecha for Ling Miao for the first time, Mr. Li did not meet this double-S Asian potential, but this time, Mr. Li directly said his message.

"I will work hard." Ling Miao replied seriously.

Mr. Li smiled gratifiedly, but the words of farewell, which should have been said farewell, were beyond the expectations of the three of them, "You two can go back first, and Mu Yun chooses to stay."

"..." Ye Jiu and Ling Miao glanced at each other, then their eyes fell on Mu Yunze.

Mu Yunze was even more curious than them. He had been dropped by Yasen with the bomb "Mr. Li wants to see you" before.

But in the past three hours or so, Mr. Li didn't want to pay attention to his intentions, so he stopped thinking a little bit. Unexpectedly, Mr. Li wanted him to stay now.

"Then let's take our leave first." Ye Jiu didn't get curious for long, so he pulled his little friend around and left calmly.

No matter what the reason is for Mr. Li to let Mu Yun choose to stay, it has nothing to do with him and Ling Miao, and Ye Jiu is not a meddlesome person.

After Ye Jiu and Ling Miao left, under Mu Yunze's nervous and expectant eyes, he heard the words that determined the most important turning point in his life——

"Would you like to learn how to make mechas with me?" Mr. Li asked him.

What does the restored white flood look like?

Mo Long cocked his tail and pulled the trouser legs of the Great Demon King Ye Jiu, his eyes were bright.

Similarly, Ling Miao is also looking forward to it.

When Bai Jiao was taken out of the space button by Ling Miao, he looked even more...

"Woc, this stinky white flood dragon has been upgraded again. This, this, this... is really lucky to survive a catastrophe..." Mo Long jumped up for the first time and howled.

"The performance after the upgrade is stronger than the original one." Ye Jiu observed for a while before opening his mouth.

"Really?" Ling Miao didn't know much about the data terminology of mechas, but he cared a lot about Baijiao. He regarded Baijiao as an individual first, and then as a mecha used as a tool. First.

"What do you think, little white jiao? Can you speak now?" Ling Miao eagerly asked Bai jiao himself.

"I feel good, I can talk now." Bai Jiao's voice was as flat as ever.

This made Mo Long, who was expecting it to speak, both disgusted and relieved, well, the stinky white flood dragon still has the same stinky temper as before, but at least he has adapted to it!

Mo Long held up the flag to show that he was fearless.

"That's good, you must not be brave next time, you know?" Ling Miao was relieved, and began to lecture in a decent manner.

However, why did Bai Jiao die in the first place?Ling Miao found that she didn't know this important reason yet.

"That's right. Little Baijiao, how did you die in the first place? Was it caused by that Q?"

Yes, why did this stinky white flood dragon die without saying a word?Mo Long also pricked up his ears.

Under the expectant or curious gaze of the three pairs of eyes, Bai Jiao, who had turned into a biomimetic appearance, tilted his head and thought for a while before saying two words - "Forgot."

!!!

"You forgot such an important thing, my God, you stupid white dragon, smelly white dragon, useless white dragon!!" Mo Long was the first to jump up and condemn it.

However, what is more exciting to Mo Long is yet to come.

Bai Jiao tilted his tilted head back, and asked Mo Long calmly. "Who are you?"

Mo Long was dumbfounded, "I, I, I..."

Molong "I" couldn't say anything for a long time, it really wanted to say "I am your uncle" on the head of that stinky white flood dragon.

But looking at the completely unfamiliar look in Bai Jiao's eyes now, Mo Long's tongue seemed to be knotted and unable to speak.

"Hmph, I don't care about you, idiot." Mo Long was like a deflated balloon, until the end, he was still bluffing.

But this time, it still felt the inexplicable grievance rising in its heart, and Bai Jiao's completely unfamiliar eyes were like a knife stabbing Mo Long's heart.

Feeling that his core parts had been hit knowingly, Mo Long found a small corner and lay motionless.

"Hmm? Xiaobaijiao, why don't you remember Little Molong? He is your good friend." After Molong left in a hurry, Ling Miao's magic knife began to assist.

Mo Long who was nestled in the corner pricked up his ears.

"Okay... Friends?" Bai Jiao's voice hesitated, as if he was flipping through his own database, "I don't have any... impression."

"Cacha—" Mo Long heard the sound of his heart breaking suddenly.

I don't have any impression of your uncle!

How many times have you knocked me down with your tail, you can't even count the scales on the tip of your tail!

And every time I watch idol dramas, I "maliciously harass" many times!

What's even more exaggerated is that I didn't let my uncle stop talking at all when fighting with my uncle. He bit the tip of my beloved tail several times, and even bit the teeth marks!

Your uncle has no impression now!

So angry, super angry, so angry that I want to explode, but I still have to hold back and can't get angry QAQ...

Holding his broken heart, Mo Long began to yell at Bai Jiao in his heart, his dark little dragon's face was flushed with anger, and finally turned into a grievance that could not be vented.

However, Mo Long, who was concentrating on complaining, didn't know that when he was complaining madly at Bai Jiao.Bai Jiao's expression was shocked.

Why did a bunch of exploding thoughts suddenly pop up in my database, and from the standpoint, this standpoint seems to be...

After recovering from the shock, Bai Jiao looked at Mo Long who was huddled in the corner with extremely complicated eyes.

Two-way connections as well as data sharing connections.

I really have an extraordinary relationship with this guy, and according to how wronged it is, my relationship with it should be very good before, right?

Bai Jiao analyzed with some uncertainty, and finally came to the conclusion that he still needs to observe for a while before making a conclusion.Ah, there are new observation materials and I have to start writing again.

Bai Jiao didn't seem to remember Mo Long anymore.

There is nothing wrong with it other than this.

Ling Miao stopped thinking about it after reading it for a while, most of his attention was still on Ye Jiu.

As for Bai Jiao and Mo Long's affairs, they should settle it by themselves.

Dungeon, K's private office.

It is still a high-end private office chair. In a place where materials are scarce like the earth, the resources possessed by the dungeon will undoubtedly make the wanderers on the earth jealous.

Especially as the leader of the dungeon K, he has the best resources in the entire dungeon.

"Boss, today's important report has been sorted out." At the door of K's private office, Yasen said to the smart walkie-talkie holding the documents.

However, K, who was sitting in the private office chair, did not answer the words about Yasen. The office was quiet as if no one existed.

"If the leader is resting, I will put the report in the transfer box at the door. Please remember to remind the leader." After waiting for 5 minutes at the door, Yasen ordered the intelligent robot at the door.

Afterwards, the loyal deacon continued to work for his master.

For the entire dungeon to run completely, Yasen still needs to do a lot of things, but these trivial matters don't need K to worry too much.

After Yasen left, a hoarse and forbearing voice suddenly sounded in this seemingly "empty" private office.

"The little follower you picked up is still as loyal as ever, why don't you ignore him, and your important official duties..."

Only then did K, who was sitting in his private office chair, move, but his movements were extremely dangerous.

K picked up the ion gun on the desk and aimed at his right hand, and it was a clean shot.

There was no sound from this gunshot, but the "puchi" sound of the flesh and blood being hit hard was very clear.

"You...damn..." The original hoarse voice became weaker, but it didn't intend to stop there, as if it had reached a breaking point.

"Don't think...you can kill me like this...I am your copy...we are one..."

K still didn't answer, and still fired again.

His actions are undoubtedly continuing to catalyze that voice to become hysterical, "You are crazy...you must be crazy, kill me if you have the ability...hahaha you just can't kill me...as my The copy object, you are still my first-generation experimental subject..."

"Yes, I've been crazy for a long time." K put down the ion gun, got up from his private office chair, raised his legs and walked to his right hand——

It was a creature that was nailed to the wall and tightly sealed by a special metal chain... Why is it called a creature, because its whole body is covered in blood and flesh, and it has some tentacles and other animal tissues. It's really not something that a human being should have.

"As early as 200 years ago, I went crazy." K's tone was nonchalant.

"I can tell you right now that I can kill you and live to the end. Duplicates will always be duplicates, just like trash will always be trash."

"Impossible, you can't kill me...you..."

The hoarse voice stopped abruptly, and in the shocked pupils, K's expressionless face and extremely indifferent dark golden eyes seemed to be frozen.

"I can." The dark red blood slid down K's five fingers, quickly corroding K's skin, but was quickly repelled by K's blood.

——K's blood is golden.

Non-human blood fell on the empty ground, as if silently telling a distorted cause and effect.

Greed is sin.