"Hairball?"
"Hairball..."
"Wait a minute, Misty Grass, Furball?!"
Zheng Yang reacted suddenly.
Where's the fur ball? !
Damn it? !
Zheng Yang was stunned on the spot for a moment.
The young lady looked confused, fur ball? Can it also shoot lightning?
what?
Seeing Zheng Yang's reaction, Yang fell silent.
At this moment, artillery fire was blazing outside, and the sound of Titan heavy machinery hitting the ground continued, accompanied by the gunshots caused by the trigger pulls of Titan-class firearms.
In the mechanical club building, there was a quiet group.
The young lady is confused.
Zheng Yang, on the other hand, is doubting life.
As Yang was waiting for Zheng Yang's reply, doubts slowly emerged in his core.
According to the human psychology micro-expression subject knowledge base, it can be inferred that this Mr. Weiyang has forgotten the hair ball?
But according to conventional logic, it shouldn’t be!
You have to take it with you even to the battlefield, and its force on the battlefield is sometimes even stronger than a Titan. According to human aesthetics, it is also a good-looking pet!
How could you forget?
...
A distant red giant star.
In the laboratory.
Several robotic arms were derived from the backpack on Xu Gou's back, and a mechanical chip was placed in front of Xu Gou. At the same time, his two hands held tools and fiddled with the chip.
Suddenly, Xu Gou glanced at the golden core ball next to the workbench.
I wondered for a moment.
Boxes similar to message bubble boxes appeared on the golden core ball, and lines of words appeared in the bubble boxes.
[Mr. Weiyang, did you forget the hair ball? 】
【Shouldn't...】
It seems to be an idea calculated by the emotions of the anthropomorphic algorithm in the core of Yang just now.
Xu Gou was a little confused, what was the little sheep doing?
Let Yang's anthropomorphic algorithm calculate such a confusing idea?
Such a high frequency is not common. Is this such a high frequency just after we met?
Xu Gou thought for a while and lay back. There was no chair back behind him, but the moment he lay back, the mechanical arm of the backpack instantly contracted, and at the same time, a mechanical Heisei was derived outwards, and then layer by layer was superimposed, transforming into A close-fitting ergonomic chair back that is connected to the floor.
If Zheng Yang saw this scene here, he would definitely call him Doctor Octopus!
Xu Gou lay on the chair and looked at the ceiling.
Xiaoyang is really a magical person~
Dare to meet and let Yang have emotions of this frequency level.
Maybe this is a normal fluctuation. Yang is probably not feeling much stimulation here.
After all, Lao Ma and I are both boring~
Xu Gou was lying down, squinting his eyes.
Suddenly the laboratory door was kicked open.
"Dog! Is there something wrong with the excavator?! It doesn't move at all!"
Wu Ma kicked open the door and said so directly. He seemed to be still not happy as he said it and danced to express it.
"It's... it just got stuck all of a sudden. I seemed to have accidentally pressed the green button, and there was a long string of incomprehensible foreign characters written on it..."
Xu Gou was startled. He accidentally pressed a built-in contact with his hand. The mechanical ergonomics chair behind him shrank instantly, and Xu Gou fell directly to the ground.
Xu Gou: "..."….
Wu Ma: "..."
Xu Gou: "..."
Wu Ma: "...Hello?"
Xu Gou slowly got up with a dark face, stood up and faced Wu Ma, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Did I just tell you yesterday to knock on the door when entering the laboratory!"
The backpack behind him gave rise to six or seven reasons.
The mechanical arm composed of mechanical chains, the mechanical arm is like a demon in the air, orderly in the chaos, the head of the mechanical arm is also a claw, and each claw turns to Wu Ma in unison.
Wu Ma looked at the robotic arm and was a little panicked: "...Brother Dog?"
Wu Ma looked at the mechanical arm slowly reaching towards him and panicked: "...Mr. Dog?"
Wu Ma looked at the mechanical arm that suddenly increased in speed and panicked instantly: "Boss Gou! Brother Gou!...Mr. Gou! Stop making trouble! Wrong, wrong!"
.......
Yang, who was far away in the red giant, didn't know about the fight at this time.
If Yang knew about it, he would definitely gnash his teeth and curse how despicable human beings are!
You clearly promised to let yourself be free, but you still monitor your thoughts!
"The hair ball should be in the virtual cabin..." Zheng Yang remembered.
When he came out of the simulation cabin, he forgot about the fur ball.
At that time, I remember that Furball did not enter the simulation cabin with him.
Then it should still be near that area!
Zheng Yang thought for a while and set off directly.
He stood up and asked the young lady: "Your leg is injured, why don't you recuperate here?"
The young lady said helplessly: "This is the only way."
There is still another sentence left in his mouth.
Although I really want to go with you, I don’t want to be a burden and drag you down...
Zheng Yang nodded, stood up, opened the window, and jumped from the second floor.
Fireworks burn the ground.
Zheng Yang immediately started running wildly.
As he ran, he asked the floating skull next to him: "What else do you need besides fur balls?"
"Water gun."
Zheng Yang was halfway through when he suddenly stopped and almost fell to the ground.
He instantly understood the countermeasures mentioned by Yang, and everyone was dumbfounded.
Damn it, can you still do this? !
Why didn't I think of that?
Zheng Yang hurriedly adjusted his posture and continued running.
He took out his cell phone and made a call.
"Hello!"
Li Yiru's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey, Brother Yang, where are you? I'm taking refuge in the fighting club building. How are you? Do you need support?"
"I'm fine. Where are the high-pressure water cannons in the school?"
"Mechanical club!"
Zheng Yang had another meal.
"What?!"
There was a faint sound of conversation on the other end of the phone.
"Yes, I just asked. It is indeed the Mechanical Club. I heard from my senior that the people in the Mechanical Club always like to conduct inexplicable experiments, which sometimes cause explosions, so they always have high-pressure water guns to put out fires."
"Where are the preparations?!"
"A senior said it was at the entrance of the club and on the third floor."
"OK, hang up!"
Li Yiru was just about to say something when he suddenly heard a busy signal from the phone, feeling a little helpless.
Brother Yang is really impatient!
Li Yiru turned to follow the male student next to him and said, "Senior Liu, can you handle it?"
"It's a bit difficult. This time, the new model of IMC Titan has also undergone major renovations on the key firewall. It is a completely new format. It is difficult to crack without being alarmed."
The male student was holding a laptop, typing codes on it, and suddenly hit Enter.
A reading bar appears on the screen.
"Okay, let's see if the solid-state entanglement variable can be invaded."
The steps that required manual operation had been completed. Senior Liu stretched his waist and said, "Brother Yang you just mentioned reminds me of someone."
"Who is it, senior? The person worthy of senior's concern must be a local legend, right?" Li Yiru respected this senior very much.
After all, the senior in front of me once hacked into the AI of seven IMC Titans and controlled them to explode while holding other uncontrolled IMC Titans.
Although afterwards
IMC focused on upgrading the defense system, although Senior Liu behind it was indeed unable to hack in.
But this incident really proved Senior Liu's ability.
Senior Liu glanced at the reading strip and then looked at the ceiling.
"He... was the elder brother who encouraged me to study information technology when I was still at Blue Star."
"I don't know if he is still alive."
Speaking of this, Senior Liu shook his head and said: "Now is not the time to reminisce about the past. I am just fixing two loopholes. Let's do something later."
"We can't just fight with those old men on Titan. Let's just watch."
...
ps: Almost late.
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