Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

When the light coming from inside the stone mountain was gradually shrouded in darkness, Roland, unable to look away, quietly stared at the little head that bowed respectfully.

Hubie gently arched his head and lowered his head slightly, like an ostrich burrowing into the sand, or like a kitten acting coquettishly towards its owner.

"Master, is this level okay?"

Hubby said calmly, if it was an ordinary race, they probably wouldn't be able to formulate a complete sentence in such a bad situation.

But she could still express her meaning with such a clear voice, and Roland had to admire the creator of the Ex-Machina.

Although Hubi's voice was not loud and could easily be ignored, there was no interference from other noisy sounds in this silent stone mountain. The volume was enough for Jibril next to her to hear clearly.

Roland could feel that Jibril's eyes suddenly became hot.

Being stared at by the girl with such an expression, even a shameless person like Roland felt a little bit like needles.

From an emotional point of view, this should not be an emotion of condemnation or helplessness, but a look with a hint of resentment.

But Hubie didn't seem to notice this, and still worked hard on his own.

She used a little more strength in her weak arms holding Roland's legs, as if she was afraid that he would escape.

Do you actually regard the attitude of the people next to you as a means of assistance?

Even if he doesn't understand the existence of the mind, his performance of calculating all probabilities and conditions is, in a sense, a really scary child.

Roland couldn't help but think so, but he was still pretending not to be aware of it, so he was no better.

From this point of view, although he was slightly apologetic for looking at Jibril, her observation did play a positive role in promoting him.

Jibril pursed her lips and stared blankly at Hubie's every move, her eyes a little confused.

She unconsciously stretched out her index finger, wrapped her soft pink hair around her fingertips, half-lying in the air, floating slowly as if on the water, looking down at the two people below.

Although the center of her body was gradually leaning forward, her breasts wrapped in a short top still maintained their perfect shape, as if they had escaped the shackles of gravity.

And under the particularly sexy lower abdomen, the slender legs under the long skirt were rubbing uneasily with the girl's movements.

Coupled with the rare blush on the face of the usually optimistic girl and the slightly shy look in her eyes, if Azriel was still here and saw this extremely tempting scene, she would definitely rush towards her with a nosebleed.

Jibril, who was always lively, had been in this speechless state for a while.

The reason is...annoyance plus a little bit of unwillingness.

Hubie did not moan in unbearable pain like when Azriel was punished before, but her childish appearance still reminded Jibril of her past self.

Even if she and the Ex-Machina below have existed for far longer than many of humanity's ancestors, it is ethically and morally reasonable.

However, due to the appearance in a weak state, humans still regard this behavior as something that needs to be avoided.

What's more, based on her personal experience, Roland should not have so many taboos.

Moreover, Roland's mood was obviously much happier than when he bullied Azriel.

It was obviously me first...

Jibril curled her lips. Although she was complaining in her heart, her eyes did not move away even for a moment.

She deeply imprinted every ups and downs caused by the intermittent movements in her heart. Strange knowledge was already full of attraction for the girl, and coupled with the subtle changes that occurred when she got along with Roland, Jibril's motivation in this regard was extremely high.

Anyway, she would not maintain her usual reserve in front of Roland, so she might as well take advantage of this time to improve herself.

The Ex-Machina's physical strength is much lower than hers, but when it comes to speaking, her ability to speak with ease is even better than hers, which is really incredible.

"Hmm...Is this also one of the functions of the Ex-Machina?"

Roland was also a little surprised. Even if this passive method did not make the Ex-Machina feel tired, it was rare to find a fight that kept him interested.

Even if it is a Flügel, facing his power, it will be speeded up without any doubt. After the stalemate, they will release the sky strike with all their strength. This is true for both Azriel and Jibril.

Although Roland is still quite restrained in this world, when he was in Xingyue, the experience brought by those indulgent experiences was enough to keep him in a state of ease.

Therefore, rather than pure happiness, what made him free the Purgatory Unparalleled Explosive Heat Wave Cannon was mainly because of the different targets.

The stimulation created by various emotions and feelings is the key to moving him.

Therefore, he initially planned to actively cooperate with Hubi to increase the pleasure brought by the contrast.

But what Roland didn't expect was that it had nothing to do with learning ability. It might be that as a special individual in the race, Hubi had unexpected talents.

A lot of time has passed since the beginning, but Roland, no matter how complicated the spell is, the speed at which the magic power passes through the Elf Corridor can still be confirmed to be smooth without any sluggishness.

Even the Flügels, as magical beings, cannot perform such delicate operations.

The reason Hubi is able to do this is because he absorbs the spirits in the atmosphere and converts them into moisture.

There is a clear gap between the Ex-Machina and the Flügel in terms of physical strength, so this can be regarded as a new approach.

And under the high-frequency power, as the body temperature increased, watching the girl without a mouth change from expressionless to blushing, Roland also felt a strange sense of accomplishment in his heart.

It's just like when you played games in the past and finally completed a difficult task after a lot of hard work.

Now Hubi, even the robe he was wearing had many wrinkles, as if it had been rolled into a ball and then unfolded again.

This is because when the Ex-Machina absorbs a large amount of Spirits, it will increase the temperature of the body, evaporate the water attached to the body, and then get wet again, and fall into this cycle again.

From this detail, we can see how well the girl has used her ability to convert spirits in the atmosphere into water.

Roland also narrowed his eyes quite gently. Even Jibril next to him had no time to observe, but Hubie spoke in a vague voice.

"[Question] Master's body temperature and pulse have reached their peak, but they still haven't exceeded the threshold. I can't understand."

Judging from the information in her memory, she should have obtained the forbidden fruit at this time, but no matter how Hubby used her flexibility to easily tie a thread, she still stood in front of the door and could not kick it out. The final finishing touch.

"From a sensory point of view, I am indeed very satisfied." Roland patted the girl's head gently. "If it were anyone else, I should have been ready to end it beforehand. However, if I focus too much on technique, it is your fault." The advantages are also disadvantages. Don’t look at me like this, but I actually pay more attention to mental synchronization or surrender than pure physical surrender.”

Although there were tougher styles in the past, to be honest, if you just simply obtain a body, with Roland's current technology, it is not difficult to create a life specially designed for this aspect, but it will die like a doll. Things cannot move him.

When facing Qingzi, Roland's patience was so good that Chengzi felt a little jealous, because as his sister, Qingzi's unique and unyielding character greatly inspired his desire to conquer.

"Of course, it may be too much for you who haven't gained a heart yet, but you still need to have some reaction. Even if you can't understand it, you still have simple sensory receptors, such as pain, touch, etc. If you can't do it with the mind How about synchronizing at least in this aspect?"

"[Answer] Yes, this machine will adjust the sensitivity of its senses to the highest level... ugh!"

Under Roland's excited eyes, Hubi suddenly stopped in the middle of his words. His body subconsciously tensed up, and he hugged Roland's thigh tightly. In his red pupils, his eyes became slightly distracted. .

"[Confused] Error...cannot understand"

Hubie said the second sentence with a rather unnatural expression, and wanted to continue asking questions, but perhaps she was overwhelmed by Roland's momentum, and her expression gradually collapsed.

Chaos, confusion, trembling.

These unnatural expressions transcend thought and manifest themselves in a rather human manner.

Feeling the strange self in Roland's pupils, Hubie clearly understood that it was the burning heart frequency that gave her the final blow to her thinking.

Her functions seemed to be over-operated, using contradictory logic to make the girl's face look humanized and tired, and her body even seemed to be about to collapse.

She was clearly not injured, and the spirit and operation methods were very normal. She was far from the end of her useful life, but her body, controlled by a mechanical mind, was unable to respond to Hubi's orders at all.

Joy, excitement, these emotions that should not appear in machinery formed a violent contradiction and collapse with Hubi.

She couldn't go on any longer.

Roland was a little regretful, but he had no intention of forcing Hubi to continue. He was just about to straighten the opponent's body. However, after discovering Roland's actions, something happened that Hubi himself did not expect.

"Master... Hubi hasn't lost yet."

Rational thought rejected her order, but contradiction did not.

After switching the priorities of the two, Hubie, with a trembling voice, followed the mistake that made him abandoned, or in other words... followed the instinct that he shouldn't have.

"Don't you need to rest for a while?"

"unnecessary!"

Without even a moment's hesitation, Hubie responded and proved himself with an even more intense attack, even more intense than before.

And Roland, who was so proud just now, also snorted.

This was not just because Hubi couldn't hold on anymore, but he still kept trying, which made him look even more endearing than before. It made Roland feel some kind of indescribable guilt in his heart.

More importantly, perhaps because of a desperate move, or perhaps because of focusing on this matter for too long, Hubie actually developed a new technique.

Because the function is relatively pure, this technique is not difficult for Hubi, who is an analytical body. However, the moment he felt this technique, Roland realized that Hubi had already taken the first step towards achieving the goal. The threshold of stage one.

She analyzed that the water stains were originally simply used as a tool to assist the operation of magic power, but now they are like living creatures, hanging in the air.

They flow along the physical arc of the spiritual connection. They feel like silk, but not cold. They brush gently and wrap everything that the water flows over.

What is in stark contrast to this rather comfortable experience is the water flowing in Hubi's slightly opened thin lips. They are much more ferocious, as if they are trying to reproduce Roland's unintentional vise words before. Same.

What's even more wonderful is that although he doesn't have the relevant accessories, I don't know if it's because of the data. At this moment, Hubi didn't forget to use a stream of water thinner than the tip of his tongue to invade in the opposite direction.

This gave Roland a strange expression on his face, and his face became a little stiff.

Then, in Hubie's hazy eyes, she ate the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden just like Eve who was tempted by the snake.

"Pfft... cough cough"

As if to confirm something, a look of relief appeared in Hubi's eyes. After coughing a few times subconsciously, she also moved slightly away from Roland.

Hubi raised her head, a purple halo flashing slightly in her eyes.

"[Question] Master, what should you say at this time?"

As if to conclude this demonstration, Hubie frowned uneasily.

However, when Roland smiled and prepared to teach her, the girl tilted her head and spoke for the first time.

"—Thanks for the hospitality."

When being stared deeply into by those red eyes mixed with lavender, Roland was slightly startled when he suddenly heard such words.

Again, whether this is an imitation obtained by analysis of the Ex-Machina, or a natural thought of an ignorant Hubie after gaining the heart, one thing is beyond doubt.

The Ex-Machina named Hubie is truly a terrifying child.