"Well." an Shangyi also saw Yu Li. He bent his lips slightly at the little girl, "good morning."

Yu Li slightly sipped her thin lip flap and put the document beside her coldly. That reaction was like a little devil who resisted strangers, wandering around the world with depression and weariness: "this is my laboratory."

An Shangyi blinked his long eyelashes, gave a slow sigh, and then straightened up. "Can I accompany you?" he smiled softly and even looked cute: "I miss you."

I can't even get rid of it.

Every laboratory in Institute of the science has authority, and its status is progressive at all levels. Except for people with the extremely high authority, no one can enter or leave other people's laboratories at will with theout permission.

But the young man in front of him can come and go so easily.

Yu Li said nothing more coldly, but when an Shangyi didn't exist at all, she devoted herself to doing her own experiment.

The boy didn't offend him except that he didn't go. He looked a little good. He just watched Yu Li do the experiment quietly and didn't disturb him.

It's hard to be annoying to master it properly.

An Shangyi looks at the little girl with her eyes bent and smiles. Her side face is clean and beautiful. She is very cute.

Um.

He likes people everywhere.

Just have a strong sense of defense and completely reject the world.

No way, he can only take the initiative.

But you can't rush. If you really annoy his little girl, it's his fault.

The laboratory was clean and bright. The sunlight poured in through the transparent glass window, jumping all over the ground, depicting fine gold, reflecting the shadow of two people. The atmosphere was vaguely filled with Enron's sweetness.



On the other side,

Dye Baiman inadvertently looks at the USB flash disk in his hand.

Recall the picture just displayed on the computer screen.

Completely dim vision,

Two men with their backs to the camera.

They are a young man and a middle-aged man in his forties.

"You're crazy, aren't you?!" the young man's tone was very excited, like how incredible.

"The truth I said." then there was a hoarse, low, strange voice, vaguely enthusiastic, "if this plan succeeds, do you know what we will get?"

The young man lost his popularity: "Joe Zhu Xing, you're crazy. Do you know you're betraying!"

"I said that even without me, in a few years, it will still develop into what I described. Only robots can be eternal and irreplaceable in this world!"

The middle-aged man began to argue with the young man. His face was red and his ears were red. In the process of speaking, he moved his body slightly, but for a moment, his side face appeared faintly. There seemed to be a long scar on his face, and he couldn't see clearly.

"But you are human!"

This concludes the dialogue.

Qiyun gave her such a video, a video that could not find any clues in the outside world.

How did Qi Yun get it? I don't know.

It's just,

It does mean a lot.

First of all, in this video, the background is not the last spaceship, but the background of a corridor corner.

You can tell at the first glance,

This is the scientific research base!

And the two people in the video are wearing work clothes. They are obviously from this institute and their identity must be not low.

They once existed here and made great achievements.

The two videos are pieced together,

They all mentioned a very important name.

Joe wishes you well.

Ran Bai walks away from the picture, closes his eyes, and what passes before his eyes is the shadow of Qi Yun.

Maybe everything is confusing and there is no answer.

Qi Yun is among them.

Who is he?

What role did he play.

The girl's elf like face was bathed in the sun. Her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings, as if she had fallen asleep. For a long time, her thin lips were light and gently, evoking a light wind like radian.



The original owner has been inspired to study simulation robots all his life. He is simply interested in this and is willing to put some thoughts into it.

Over the next few months,

Dyeing white spends a lot of time in the laboratory every day to study the direction of robots. Experimental assembly is done again and again. Inspiration and thought collide into the most gorgeous miracle.

The days are monotonous and plain, and there are still many small episodes in it.

For example, Meng Yuxin is always in a hurry to help, such as the tangle in Zhou Mingzhe's eyes every time, and the simple and stubborn young robot that has been pestering the dyed white.

In the dark,

The shadow completely covers all the light.

The low and cold voice sounded from the dark, a little proud and disdainful. It belongs to the breath of the natural superior, and it is inexplicably dumb for no reason.

"In a few months, is this your result?"

The boy's face was slightly pale, and his gray pupils were shaking faintly. His expression was no longer pure, gloomy and cold to the extreme. He stubbornly said, "give me more time, I will do it."

Impressively——

Jiunai!

"A failed product is a failed product. It really can't compare with him..."

The voice hidden in the dark whispered to himself, which was acutely captured by the young man. It stabbed into the bone like a sharp blade, causing cold pain.

The anger that shouldn't be kept jumping in the program and shouting madly in the bones.

"I'm no worse than him!" he gritted his teeth and became more excited in his gloomy voice: "I'll prove it to you."

"Ah..." the voice in the dark seemed to laugh gently. It could not say whether it was pleasure or ridicule, showing some strange tenderness: "I'll give you another chance. However, you still have to accept punishment."

The moment the sound fell.

The sharp pain of the cone heart was overwhelming, and every inch of the bones of the body seemed to be being disassembled and reassembled, which was unbearable.

Like an angel, the young man knelt down on the ground. His delicate and beautiful face was in great pain at the moment. It was the color of the extreme pale. It was enough to see how much despair he had endured, almost twisted suffocation, and the opening and closing of his thin lips trembled several times, but he couldn't make a sound, so he could only sob silently.

The people in the dark looked on coldly and did not move at all.

I don't know how long it's been.

The stinging pain like lingchi stopped slowly like the sea at low tide. The young robot knelt down with unknown life and death and leaned awkwardly against the wall. The lips under the bridge of Gao Ting's nose were bright red and beautiful. At the moment, they were white without any blood.

It's decadent and gloomy to thrilling.

Like the last beast to climb out of the abyss.

That lofty and proud voice mixed with strange and incomparable gentleness sounded low, like the flowing water of a mountain stream, and like a song sung in a low voice, which could not resist the command of the devil.