The protagonist is scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

It was already evening, and the crowds on the street, and various small vehicles traveling along the flight track passed by the air on the road like clouds and flowing water.All kinds of lights dotted the gorgeous buildings behind him, all kinds of advanced levitation instruments, cockpits, and aircraft lined up along the gate, and the waiters in uniform smiled and humbly greeted the " Nobleman", at first glance, such a big man standing by the door with a serious face looks like a solemn door god, which is very disharmonious.

After Fu Yingsui was speechless for a while, he even wanted to laugh.

He walked towards No. 9, and was about to say something when, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure coming down from the suspension device in front left. The stance has a very good perspective on that piece, but so does the opponent.

Fu Yingsui stretched out his hand, and immediately hugged the waist of the person in front of him, and pressed his body against his, and immediately buried his face.

The sudden movement shocked No. 9's body, and he seemed to be completely stiff. However, his reaction did not attract Fu Yingsui's attention. The body of a robot is much harder than a human body. The simulated body is still somewhat different.

No. 9 was much taller than Fu Yingsui, covering most of his figure well, and apparently the person who got off the levitation device had no intention of paying attention to this side, so he just walked in the door without noticing.

Fu Yingsui raised his head from No. 9's shoulder, and secretly glanced at it. This action was a bit childish, like a child peeping at an adult's behavior.

Number 9 couldn't help turning his head to look at him, but Fu Yingsui patted his shoulder, and said heartlessly, "Don't look, let's go in."

When Fu Yingsui didn't enter the door, he just thought that this Paradise looked like a high-end hotel from the outside, and the decoration, etiquette and other aspects all followed the upper-class route.

He registered under the guidance of the receptionist, and the front desk handed him a silver access card, and then glanced at Ah Jiu who was next to him. He lowered his head and didn't know what he had entered at the desk. After a while, the man politely asked Fu Yingsui asked for the silver card back.

"Hello, sir, please stretch out your hand to check your fingerprints." The words were addressed to Ah Jiu.

Ah Jiu didn't reach out, but first looked at Fu Yingsui, who nodded.

The person at the front desk saw all this and said nothing, but quickly scanned Ah Jiu's fingerprints, and then passed the silver card under the instrument again under the eyes of the two of them.

"I wish you a good time." The receptionist handed the card back to Fu Yingsui with a natural tone, as if he didn't think there was any problem with his work attitude.

Yet it is.

Ah Jiu is a robot, which is not difficult to see.With the continuous development of the empire's technology, robots are becoming more and more intelligent and their degrees of freedom are getting higher and higher, but this does not mean that "he" has all the authority. A true human being, it lacks the most important things to be a human being - a sense of independence, dignity and love.

Robots do not have "national information", only "trading information", which can also be called "attribution information". For some important occasions, robots cannot enter and leave alone unless the owner is present.

Putting the information under the identity certificate of the owner is a kind of identity registration as an appendage. It has existed since the day the robot entered daily life. No one has ever felt that there is anything wrong, and the robot has no emotions.

So the moment Ah Jiu entered the door, the front desk noticed his identity, and he was already proficient in dealing with this kind of problem, and the next thing was logical, but when he saw the other party turned to ask the owner for advice, he suddenly There was some uncertainty, and he couldn't explain why. At that moment, he always felt that this tall man didn't look like a robot.

Where is it not like?He couldn't tell, maybe his temperament, maybe... his eyes?

However, the situation in front of him did not allow him to think too much, the other party's fingerprints had already explained everything.

He shouldn't have doubted his own judgment. There are so many strange people in places like this, and it's really not a big deal to meet some special ones. The receptionist thought to himself, those two people just now disappeared from his sight.

Different from the hospitality before entering the door, since Fu Yingsui left the front desk, no one has come to entertain him along the way. There are two people in front of him, but the passage is open and bright. If he catches up with him, It will definitely be discovered by the other party.

Of course Fu Yingsui didn't come here to make friends, so he walked unhurriedly behind, and after a while he saw a door slowly opening in front of him, he walked a little slower, but the two in front had already entered. Fu Yingsui then followed in.

As soon as you enter the door, the gap between the front and the back is highlighted. Behind this door can be regarded as another world. The dim and charming lights are in stark contrast to the previous brightness. Walking along the end of the nose, it seems to be scented, deliberately provoking people's minds.

In the center of the hall not far away, a graceful girl is twisting her soft body, dancing beautifully and seductively with a low-pitched singing voice.The hazy and melancholy eyes seemed to be in the distance, but also seemed to be looking at the people nearby, and the lonely and self-admiring sigh showed a hint of hesitation, disturbing people's hearts.

This scene, this atmosphere, is finally looking a little better, Fu Yingsui thought.

He looked around and found that there was only one of the two people who had walked in front of him at this time, lying on the marble table and looking at the people in the hall intoxicatedly, holding a glass of wine from nowhere , it seems quite enjoyable.

Fu Yingsui shook his head and continued to walk forward, this place aroused his interest.

He seems to be just wandering around randomly, but his mind is concentrated, his eyes are consciously looking around, and Ah Jiu obediently follows him without saying a word, like a personal bodyguard, the robot will not have the so-called "exploration" Naturally, he would not ask him why he came here.

"Does the host think Jiang Fangcheng will come here tonight?" Ah asked back.

"do not know."

Fu Yingsui said that it was only his guess that the Zergs had a higher chance of hiding in this kind of place. He just asked Xiao Ai to check the source of Bao Yun's perfume smell, and it turned out that she had been here too. Will come, he has absolutely no need and no interest in knowing.

Compared with Jiang Fangcheng, Fu Yingsui obviously paid more attention to the middle-aged man he saw at the door just now, although theoretically speaking, the two of them had only met today.

"Do you need to check the location of that stupid official?" Ah asked back.

That's right, it was talking about the deputy section chief of the Ordnance Department—the person Jiang Fangcheng was eager to curry favor with recently.

"No..." Fu Yingsui was about to answer, but a figure slanted towards him from the front. Fu Yingsui was a little unable to dodge because of his distraction, and the person was about to fall straight onto him.

"Touch!" came the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, Fu Yingsui glanced at it and fell silent for a moment.

This Ah Jiu really... has no "feeling". Facing such a delicate beauty, she didn't feel sorry for her at all. Go far away?

The delicate girl who was pushed out by Ah Jiu was lying on the ground, and she didn't get up for a long time. She was sobbing softly on the ground, her frail body looked very pitiful.

Ah Jiu fully understood the other party's feelings, and stared fiercely at the person on the ground, especially puzzled.

"Let's go." Fu Yingsui gave him a tug, amused in his heart, he didn't expect this guy to be so sincere in protecting the Lord, and he seemed a little more popular.

He dragged Ah Jiu Shi Shiran past the girl, and didn't turn his head to look at her appearance on the way. He was completely indifferent to what happened just now.

Ah Jiu, on the other hand, turned her head awkwardly after Fu Yingsui dragged him out for a while.

I saw that the place where a person was lying on the stomach just now is now empty...

The two systems naturally also saw this scene, Ah Fan was fine with it, he looked much more peaceful than Xiao Ai, and he had followed Fu Yingsui for a long time, seeing the world a lot, so he was completely unmoved, but Xiao Ai, Most of the time, I was panicked during this journey, and I was startled when I saw it.

"Oh, what did this big man do to beat his girl?"

Listen, listen, what nonsense is this talking about.

There was no sympathy in Xiao Ai's tone, it was full of gloating—you were told to do something to the host, it was just a bunch of data, and you dared to drill into the host's arms, this system didn't even exist, Xiao Ai thought sourly .

Simulate various scenes through virtual reality projections, arouse customers' interest and stimulate consumption. When Fu Yingsui saw the dancing girls in the hall, he saw through this commercial method, so he didn't let go of this little episode. on heart.

With the disappearance of the woman, everything returned to silence. From time to time, people in exquisite makeup walked past him. The ascetic elites who wear ties have different temperaments, but what is surprising is that they all carry plates full of drinks and drinks, as if they are dedicated to "serving" people.They didn't show their heads and poses, and their actions were very decent. However, under the background of this blurred and ambiguous atmosphere, everything seemed so out of place, and it attracted people to tear it up and break it.

Fu Yingsui observed all this calmly. Unknowingly, he had already walked for a while, and there was already a different scene in front of him: a long section of steps unfolded in front of him, he climbed up the stairs, and the corner of the stairs A bright and transparent window was opened at the center, and when one looked out through the window, one could see a playground surrounded by green trees at a glance.

The author has something to say: I’ve been writing for so long and stuck so hard, why do I still feel like I’m not writing well? I hope I’ll change from monthly to weekly, then to three-day, to every other day and then... (Stop! Daily update is obviously impossible, crying) I hope my rusty brain can slowly turn around and resume normal operation.