The security gate at the airport didn't ring, and Chloe was a little worried. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

Why didn't the person in front of him call the police when he went through the security check? Actually, there is nothing surprising that the security gate is just a metal detector door, and if there is no metal object on the person, it will naturally not be triggered. However, the name of this gate is the security gate, which should be able to ensure safety, and if it only has a metal detection function, it cannot guarantee safety.

For example, the person in front of him, Chloe has a sense of insecurity, he is different from ordinary people. Or rather, one or two out of every ten people in the airport are like him and not quite normal. Among the passengers who also flew to Osaka with her, the proportion was even larger. They walk smoothly and predictably, they are well aware of unfamiliar routes, and they can even sense in advance where the elevator is broken and where the water is leaking, so as to avoid it, and the pace planning is even extremely efficient, and every corner is just one step at a time.

Are you too neurotic? By no means.

Those seemingly ordinary and uncanny characteristics made Chloe feel inexplicably uncomfortable, especially the eyes of such people, who were able to ensure that the main eye in both eyes, such as the left eye, remained straight and the right eye was constantly moving and observing. Eye movement is not a common circle for humans, but a line-by-line panning like a mechanical scan.

This kind of person, if you don't pay attention to observation, can't be seen in the crowd. But Chloe knew that this was a characteristic of the deep user of the Whooping Ghost system.

After the popularization of the whooping ghost system, it has penetrated into all corners. What started as a high-risk job, now is rife even in the special services industry, and the wooden manipulator has long since developed a very realistic female model with a perfect appearance and satisfying organ details. This kind of thing, after being trained by the operator, can have a simple analog consciousness, so that it is more like a person than a silicone doll.

On the other hand, the operator's consciousness is also enhanced by the intervention of the Whooping Ghost system, and like the people Chloe met at the airport, he has the ability to observe and calculate beyond ordinary people. As long as you integrate your brain consciousness into the 100-day ghost system through the wireless network, you can live like a superman. However, they are not as intimate as the wooden manipulator at the concierge at the door.

"There are two kinds of things here, human machines and inhuman people. Comparatively speaking, the former is more body warm. ”

Koloe felt uncomfortable, and she wanted to escape as soon as possible and meet up in Osaka as agreed with Meng Zheng. However, the storm at the eastern edge of the Central Continent caused a large number of flights to be suspended, and she was stranded at Kuching International Airport.

"Storm, this excuse is pretty boring." There will be no storms in this season, something must have happened in the Eastern Sea, maybe the puppet tide has broken out again, and Meng Strike should be there with Kara. But Chloe wasn't worried, she knew who it was and who he was destined to be.

She put away her boarding pass and took out her phone to place an order to see if any mercenaries or Feidi drivers were willing to take on the smuggling mission from Kuching in Borrha to Osaka. Ten minutes passed, and not a single mercenary took the order. "The so-called storm seems to be really serious."

There's no way to be in a hurry, after all, she has something more anxious. Chloe squeezed to the closest place to her gate, sat down, pulled her voice recorder's headphones and computer from her satchel, and took the time to organize her text. This is not an ordinary interview record, but the experience that Meng Bang told himself at the Shangtang base - the wonderful experience of interviewing the puppets.

These experiences can answer many questions, but they can also create new ones. There were too many puppets and too much information, and Chloe forced herself to calm down and stabilize her thoughts.

Where to start, there is no beginning, there is no first, when a certain puppet appears, its front consequences are doomed. How to say, "I, can only use me." "When Chloe listened to Mong's story, he called each of the puppets me, as if he were the puppet himself.

"Me."

Chloe typed the first word on the screen, and the pretext and follow-up of this word were already doomed.

Here's one of the stories she put together, one of the many puppets:

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I, actually, you all know me, but I'm about to become a murderer.

What's so great about killing people, I was a soldier, I destroyed the enemy, I also worked as a military security guard, I broke someone's neck according to the contract, those are my duties, my job. However, I was about to kill for myself, just one, really one.

To be honest, I was a little nervous. If that person is indeed my enemy, I don't need to be here to worry all day.

But I don't hate the man I should have killed; I don't love her when I do that. But why did I do that, I was so confused. Things have come to this point, and there is nothing to be done. When I kill that man, I'll say I'm sorry to him. I don't care if the apology is useful to him or not, but it's still somewhat useful to myself.

Let's get started.

The Su-30MKM fighter is quite handy. The plane didn't have a whooping ghost system, and even the telex was so outdated that it couldn't fit into my head, so I didn't have to worry about others hearing what I was thinking. I'm a person who has a lot to say, just listen to me.

The man I'm going to kill, hehe, I can't even remember his name. It was a guy from the Central Continent, and she called him "husband". He was a small, well-mannered, even submissive man. But when I knew that such a weak guy already had her, the jealousy, hatred, and hatred were indescribable. And I called him "monkey" in front of her.

However, this heartburn jealousy did not last long, and there was even a little sympathy and admiration later. I heard Lei Yujian say that the monkey really worked hard to buy her, sold his property and borrowed money, and also received several wild intentions to sign life and death certificates before he could scrape together enough money. For her, the monkey really worked hard and did all the cheap things. In order to maintain and even scrub her with his own hands, the monkey went to the open ground crew next to the airport to study. It wasn't a serious ground crew, it was a place to serve safari mercenaries, and there was no dirtiest and messier place in the world than here. Come to think of it, he is also a fighter pilot in the Central Continent, but his face is full of oil and he whispers to serve the safari mercenaries, which makes people laugh to death, and he really deserves it.

Alas, I can't help but feel a little smug when I think of this. I have used her myself, and I am really satisfied that she can attract other men to be so infatuated.

As for her, she can't be said to be a person, but she does identify herself as someone by me. She is the property of the former Central Continental Expeditionary Force, the first civilian whooping ghost system test aircraft in Nanyang, the J-31B-OVT, and the Steel Eagle Chaya.

My love for the Charya is incomparable to that monkey, because the Charya has a very special relationship with me.

This relationship has gone through two periods.

In the first period, Chaya was still alive, and the Chaya was a testing machine named after her, I was the front seat, she was the back seat, and we worked together to cultivate Nanyang's independent civilian simplified whooping ghost system. The Chaya is like a child between me and Chaya, and the two of us are also seen as a major collaboration between Maleria and Tania after the battle.

The Chaya, which carries the hopes of the future of the Nanyang government forces, is going well, but Chaya herself has gone wrong, and she has become gloomy and even a little morbidly neurotic. I wanted to help her, this was the critical period of the experimental mission, and it was necessary to cheer her up, so I used one evening to express my love to her, comfort her, and possess her. In fact, when it comes to this, my heart is quite impure. Maybe I'm not trying to comfort her, maybe I'm trying to satisfy myself more. Let your ** be beautified, even with a bit of romantic heroism, I quite like this feeling.

It felt great that night, Chaya was a wonderful girl, her spasms had a certain melancholy aesthetic, and she deserved to be cherished. However, do I love Chaya, do I really love her, to answer this question, I really have to think about it, because that satisfaction does not come every time. However, I always warm her with my most sincere hug and let her not worry about it.

As the days passed, the Chaya continued to improve, and Chaya slowly became a shriveled woman, with a declining appearance and a withered face, and she was no longer the one she had been at the beginning of the project. The eye sockets are deeply sunken and black, and the lines at the corners of the eyes seem to be carved with a knife; The skin on the face is weird, like chewed gum; The aging of the neck is especially terrifying, as disgusting as the bark of a tree. The only thing that hasn't changed is her eyes, which still look like orbs with fairy water in them.

I tried my best to comfort her and let her not be affected by this and complete the pilot project. Although her aging appearance hit me hard, I don't think I should make her sad now. Wait until the Chaya's trials are complete, and then talk to her.

She didn't give me a chance, and her depression finally led to tragedy. Chaya committed suicide when she jumped from the steel frame of the Chaya's hangar, blood splattered on the nose cone of the plane.

I'm sure I was very sad that day. For the past few days, I stayed by the Chaya all night, reminiscing about the melancholy and beautiful little elf. I leaned against the chaya's fuselage and stared at her name, the name written on the skin, night after night. I miss her so much, I've always been infatuated with her.

One day, I was so confused by something that I wanted to climb into the Chaya and look for Chaya's feelings. Yes, that's the two-seater I flew with her, the system I developed with her. This plane was originally Chaya. With this impulsive thought, I tore open the seal of the investigation team, ignored the grounding ban, climbed into the cabin, put on the helmet of the Whooping Ghost System scalp terminal, activated the power, and connected the Chaya's system to my brain, allowing her to enter my consciousness.

My instinct was right, she was Chaya. After I activated the Whooping Ghost system, the feeling of being with Chaya returned. It was the first time I was with her, everything was new, fresh, tender, and I will never forget the green spasms. I found Chaya in the Chaya's system, and she was the real Chaya I had seen for the first time. I do love her.

Immediately after that day, I applied to reactivate the Chaya, and I must not let Chaya's efforts be in vain. My perseverance has touched many people, even those in Maleria and Tania. Yes, I'm going to reactivate the Chaya, finish her off, and make her my Chaya again.

…… Hehe.

At this point, I really want to laugh and cry. In retrospect, it was all her revenge.

Listen to me, and soon you will understand that that thing is simply a demon named Chaya.

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