Chapter 238 Blood Flow

The clue leads to Zi Nao of Tianjoin, which is very mysterious.

"Why did she hurt Kyoto Unlimited?" Lila pondered, "She sent people to modify the multi-eyed demon, which deeply affected the Kinjima, causing Kyoto Unlimited to decline at the beginning of the war... What good is this for her?"

"Then we have more ways to go next," Xu Yang was lost in thought, "either hint to Tiantiaoyuan Zi Nai, saying that we have collected information that is not good for her, so as to establish contact with her; or send the information to her. Directly hand it over to Kirino Reishi to complete the deal neatly; otherwise, simply conceal this information, hide the real culprit, say that we have gained nothing, and make Kyoto infinitely continue to fall into division and internal troubles."

"This piece of information alone is not enough to affect the status of Tenjoin Shino," Lila said.

"Any group is made up of one individual." Xu Yang stroked the stubble on his chin. "There can never be no friction between individuals. The question is whether they still adhere to the same goal and whether they still have the same interests."

"In other words, this incident shows that there are differences in the high-level line of Kyoto Unlimited." Lila said.

"Indeed, for us, as long as we know this is enough." Xu Yang nodded, "We don't need to delve into their private affairs, we will give this clue to Tongye Lianshi as the answer in exchange for information, and then concentrate on saving Pan Ruiyi Come out."

After work, they returned to the big office in the industrial park.

Lila set up a bar here, and she attaches great importance to the atmosphere. When Xu Yang stepped in, she closed the door, locked it, turned on the warm pink ambient light, and took out two orange-packed aluminum cans of beer from the small freezer. Placed on a gray marble counter.

She opened the can, and the bubbling sound stopped Xu Yang's footsteps. He turned around and sat down at the bar.

"Cheers." Lila picked up the wine jar and touched Xu Yang.

Xu Yang opened the pull ring and took two sips. The cold beer tastes good. It is imported from the Göttingen area of ​​Taixi Province. The packaging is simple and the fresh visual design is applied, which also adds flavor to the drink virtually.

Lila also drinks, and they pass through the simulated mouth and throat. There is a sophisticated sorter in her body corresponding to the stomach, which shunts the contents to other areas in the body according to their properties. Alcohol is regarded as fuel and sent into the In a closed-fired boiler in the lower abdomen.

About 10 seconds later, the power supply in Lila's body rose, triggering a simulation of joy, causing her to raise her eyebrows. At the same time, she noticed that Xu Yang's subcutaneous blood vessels were slightly dilated, and his slight expression suggested that he was in a better mood.

It's good...so good.

What is the difference between yourself and a real intelligent life? A new analysis report is generated in Lila's chip. I have a sufficiently restored bionic appearance, a highly realistic emotional program, and a consciousness chip that reproduces the original thinking. Half of the soul is entangled here, and the connection with the starry sky has even been rebuilt.

Even drinking is just as fun.

She leaned forward, crossed the bar, and kissed Xu Yang deeply.

Seeing Lila's tender eyes, Xu Yang couldn't regard her as a mechanical body, not now, and never in the future. He took Lila into his arms.

Faroza walked to the office, walked to the door, turned around and went back.

She came to the metal walkway outside and cast an indifferent gaze at the mining machines in the core area of ​​the industrial park. She watched those stones and saw how they were dug out from the deposit and then crushed ruthlessly by giant machines. A decompressed feeling, a lot of things should be destroyed like this.

"Lord Farosha." 101 walked quickly, and she had developed a habit of treating herself as Faroza's personal attendant.

"Where's your sister?" Faroza asked.

101 picked up the instrument, and she installed a child locator on her sister while 102 was sleeping, so that 102 would not get lost.

"Near the cell," 101 said.

"There should be only Chainsaw Angel in the cell."

"yes."

"Does she know she shouldn't communicate with the puppy? Or did you not remind her?"

"I said so."

"Take me there," Faroza said.

On the other side, 102 held a plate of cream cake in his left hand and a whole plate of fruit in his right hand, walking briskly towards the cell.

She put down the food, climbed up the wall, and tore off the metal baffle from the outside of the fence. The chainsaw angel heard the sound of the shelter being torn apart, and looked up to see the long-lost light entering the cell. From extremely dark to bright, she adapted very fast.

"It's you?" the Chainsaw Angel asked tentatively.

"I'm going to put the food in, be careful, if you stick close to the door, it might fall on top of your head." 102 moved a ladder over.

She climbed up to a high place and stuffed the fruit into the gap of the railing. It fell in according to the law of universal gravitation. The chainsaw angel quickly caught them and swallowed them whole. She hadn’t eaten for a long time, living a penance-like life It's finally over.

After eating the goodies that 102 brought, the chainsaw angel leaned against the door, her wings had long since recovered, but there wasn't enough room for them to spread out.

"This is what I like to eat. If you don't like it, just tell me." 102 put the iron plate back, "We have everything now."

"What do you want to do?" asked the Chainsaw Angel.

"Uh," 102 thought for a moment, "What do you mean we plan to do?"

"No, not you, but you, I just want to know what you want to do in the future." Chainsaw Angel said.

"Protecting my sister is the most important thing, and then protecting Master Faroza and Uncle Xu." 102 also leaned against the door, and she could feel that there was only a layer of metal 5 cm thick between herself and the chainsaw angel.

"I can teach you to fight," said the Chainsaw Angel.

"You want me to release you - that's impossible!" 102 was taken aback.

"No, I don't need it." The chainsaw angel still stared at the dark cell in front of him, with his hands folded on his chest, "I am 170 years old, which is not a long life for an angel, but I have quite a lot of combat experience. Yours The combat mode is very similar to mine. Gunguns and chainsaws are heavy giant weapons. I have a lot of moves to teach you. I can dictate them to you, and I can also recognize yours from the wind when you swing your weapons Wrong stance or not. After a few weeks of training, you can become an expert at wielding massive weapons, and in time you can become a master at melee combat, destroying anything you don't like."

"Oh! I think... I can try it." 102 looked forward to it.

The wide metal aisle outside the cell became her training ground. As she said, the chainsaw angel silently listened to the movement of 102 when he swung the gun, and more often he listened to the wind, which hinted at the different rhythms and rhythms of the weapon, making She can restore 102's movement trajectory from it.

Chainsaw Angel has also fought against 102 before, knowing that a rough fighting style will lock the upper limit of 102, but she can change this. Chainsaw Angel corrects 102's movement mistakes one by one, raising her fighting quality to a whole new level .

102 has a feeling of being reborn. In the past, swinging the gun gun was like swinging a big tree trunk, and there was no sense of power at all, but now it is different. By controlling the magic power in the arm muscles in a small amount, each attack can move different Necessary effort is saved.

Repeated training surprised 102. For her, the "Broken Army Spear" is no longer a tool for juggling or unleashing violence, but a "weapon" that implements martial arts and carries important beliefs. .

"The most important thing is to find your own rhythm." Chainsaw Angel said, "In combat, don't think about who you are fighting to protect. It makes you anxious. Take a deep breath and let go of distractions. You fight within the system, and I am different. You have many companions and backups to support you, which in turn increases the requirements for your personal professionalism. If you use a chainsaw as an analogy, what the chain needs to do is to be sharp enough, and other miscellaneous things will only make you It's just blunted."

"Oh..." 102 was very happy.

She swung the gun lightly.

"Perfectly done." Chainsaw Angel heard the correct wind blowing sound, and 102 learned quickly.

"Thank you!" 102 felt that she had vaguely found something more important, the key thing that defined the value of her life.

That's when Faroza appeared at the end of the corridor.

"She's here." 101 looked at his sister from a distance, "She had too much contact with the prisoner."

"I don't like it." Faroza looked at 101, "If it was for me, would you kill 102?"

"Yes." 101 said sharply, "If 102 goes against your will, I will kill her too."

In this case, if you say "no", 102 will be dangerous.

"102 is missing a class," Faroza turned and left. "When she has a closer relationship with the puppy, I will kill the puppy in front of her."