That's T-X, Zhang Lan sighed, and could only say sorry to Arnold in her heart for the time being, I will summon you in the future, T-800 is the most ideal choice for mercenaries. Do it when you think of it, this is Zhang Lan's consistent style.

In his mind, he silently recited the summoning Terminator, model T-X. An emotionless mechanical female voice sounded in the void: "Summoning the T-X combat robot requires 100 milliliters of blood, are you sure?" ”

100 milliliters of blood is not even a drizzle for an adult, but for a little more than a year and a half, it is quite fatal. Even if it's a very strong little doll, it's a little doll.

I don't know if 100 ml of blood will draw me to death? Zhang Lan was a little panicked: To smoke or not to smoke?

The mechanical female voice who didn't feel anything remembered again: "There are ten seconds left in the selection time, please choose, and if you don't choose the time, you will automatically give up this summoning." The next summon will be in a month, and the countdown will now begin: ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, ......"

Grandma's, fight, die and die, Zhang Lan thought viciously, the gambler's temperament came up: Damn, Lao Tzu's life is very hard, he can live again if he dies, how can he be put down by this bit of blood? ! Then he silently replied in his heart: "Sure." ”

"The summoning is confirmed, the summoned object is a T-X combat robot, and 100 milliliters of the summoner's blood will be drawn."

It's so nasty! I swear it's the most I hate to hear in my life!! Listening to this mechanical female voice, Zhang Lan scolded secretly.

A feeling of dizziness after excessive blood loss came, the sky in front of him was full of golden stars dancing around, the head seemed to be hit by a car, a feeling of nausea came from the stomach, lying on the ground and retching fiercely for a while, nothing vomited, Zhang Lan knew that this was a symptom of excessive blood loss. Fortunately, I am still lying on the grass, otherwise my head can only be tested in free fall with the ground.

In the open space in front of him, a small tornado began to slowly form, and some small lightning began to gather slowly, Zhang Lan knew that according to the experience of watching the Terminator series of movies N times, this was the precursor to the appearance of the Terminator. The wind is getting stronger and stronger, the lightning is getting thicker and thicker, and the density is getting bigger and bigger, and finally, a black hole-like sphere appears, black and faint, completely visible, and can only be imagined by relying on the surrounding environment, but the strange thing is that it feels like a black hole, he is there, the black hole, or the black hole-like Dongdong, appeared in less than half a second, but it gave Zhang Lan the feeling as if that thing had existed there forever.

The wind and lightning suddenly stopped, and a beautiful figure appeared in front of Zhang Lan.

The body is delicate and uneven, and the healthy wheat-colored skin shines with a dazzling glow and an ivory sheen. The devil's general figure, if you increase one point, you are too fat, if you lose one point, you are too thin, you should be big, you should be small, you should be thick, you should be fine, in short, perfect! Zhang Lan shouted wildly in the depths of her heart, describing it really appropriately, at this moment, Zhang Lan's nosebleed was finally able to surge out uncontrollably after volunteering 100 ml of blood

The long golden curly hair full of wildness was scattered over his shoulders, his face was as delicate as that of an angel, his soft lips were slightly pursed, and a cold and arrogant breath came to his face, and his eyes opened, and a burst of coldness passed from his beautiful blue eyes like a lake. No way! Sure enough, it was Christina Rogan! This supermodel who is famous all over the world for her cool and glamorous! Now it's a big deal! Zhang Lan roared in her heart.

A thick murderous aura came to the surface, reminding people that the beauty in front of them was not a good man or a woman, but the ultimate killing weapon against human beings. At this moment, T-X made a gorgeous debut.

After turning her gaze around, T-X finally fixed her eyes on lying on Zhang Lan, and the data in the memory told her that it was the weak human in front of her who summoned her. The previous command told him that his mission was to protect this weak-looking little creature and obey the orders of this human.

"Glory to the summoner, our lives!" T-X stared at Zhang Lan, clenched his right hand into a fist and lightly slapped his right chest, and said, "Summoner, Devil Terminator, model T-X-001000 reports to you." ”

Covering his nose, which finally stopped spraying nosebleeds: "I said, can you put on clothes?" ”

"Okay," although I don't understand why this summoner is so weak, but obviously this guy's vitality is still comparable to Xiao Qiang, and such a little guy has not died after so many nosebleeds. The body squirmed, and in the blink of an eye, a red women's suit appeared on T-X.

Raising his head, he patted his forehead in a hurry, looking at his two little paws stained with nosebleeds, Zhang Lan secretly scolded himself for having no interest, knowing that the other party was just a machine, and he was so ugly, if the reader knew, it would be a shame to be thrown to his grandmother's house. (Zhang Lan: Haitong, don't come out to write this, otherwise I won't finish with you.) Haitong: I write what I want, can you control it? Hurry up, go back, or the readers will throw bricks. Zhang Lan: I protest, I want human rights...... "What's your name?" ”

"I don't have a name, my name is T-X-001000." T-X replied coldly.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Lan asked puzzled.

"I'm the 1,000th T-X combat robot to be produced." Still in a cold tone, but a trace of sadness quickly flashed in his eyes, Zhang Lan, who was trying to resist an incomparably beautiful machine, didn't notice.

"Oh, shall I give you a name?"

"Will you name me?" T-X's tone was slightly agitated, with a hint of disbelief. The owner who will name himself may not just think of himself as a killing machine, right? In the legend of robots, if a summoner gives a name to his machine, the summoner will regard the robot he summoned as his friend, and the fate of the robot will change completely.

But is it possible? Although he is just a machine, or it can be said that he is a robot with intelligence, he also knows the cunning of humans. I don't want to be just used as a killing machine, but I also want to be loved and loved. Usually I can only think of myself as a machine that only knows how to carry out orders, hiding the fact that I already have feelings, and this desire is buried deep in the deepest part of the memory, to prevent myself from being found to have wisdom and be destroyed. Since I had wisdom, I have become afraid of death, and I am even more afraid that my hard work will be deceived in the end. I know that human beings are extremely afraid of the emergence of intelligent machines. Let's see. Thinking of this, T-X's slightly nervous expression also relaxed.

"Well, what's the name?" Zhang Lan frowned and muttered to herself, not noticing the instant change in T-X's expression, "My surname is Zhang, you will follow my surname Zhang, it's still morning, let's call you Chenxi, well, my full name is Zhang Chenxi, what do you think?" As if solving a big thorny problem, Zhang Lan asked happily.

"Okay, I'll be called Zhang Chenxi from now on." Hmm, maybe this summoner is a good choice? T—X thought, Dawn? It's a nice name. In the future, I will have my own name, and I will no longer be a cold codename. Oops, why is the CPU running so fast? T-X is a little puzzled, there has never been such an abnormal situation that is not under his control, the CPU tells the operation to bring a slight sense of vertigo, is this joy and excitement? It's a nice feeling. Thinking of this, T-X, oh, no, it should be called Zhang Chenxi now, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"By the way, you should change your appearance," Zhang Lan felt that something was wrong, thought about it carefully, and finally understood, the appearance of this Western beauty in front of her, this is not good, it will happen to a foreigner in a small mountain village.

"How do you change that?" Zhang Chenxi asked.

"Well, first turn your hair into black straight hair, coiled up or draped over your shoulders," Zhang Lan looked at with her chin in her hands, "and change the color of your eyes to black, so that it is what Chinese look like." ”

Zhang Chenxi nodded, simple, his hair automatically turned black and was scattered on the fragrant shoulders, he didn't feel very satisfied, after thinking about it, he conjured a hairpin in his hair again, and put his hair up, well, very good, very classical. There is no reference to the eyes, only to refer to Zhang Lan, the eyes have become baby-like black like the color of ink, the real eyes are more black and white, and the watery eyes reveal a chill, like a cold pool for eternity, which makes people shudder.

"Well, that's fine, a little more white skin, it's fine, it doesn't have to be very white, the ivory pendulum is fine, yes, that's fine." Zhang Lan kept commanding, and finally it was good, well, very good, very powerful, very beautiful East-West mixed-race beauty, a perfect combination of the hotness of Western beauties and the subtle elegance of Eastern beauties.

"Alright, let's go home." Zhang Lan got up and walked home with Chenxi. The more I walked, the more I felt wrong, and I always felt as if I had forgotten something very important about my opinion, so why couldn't I remember what it was? Zhang Lan was so anxious that she scratched her ears and cheeks, and Chenxi looked at Zhang Lan's strange behavior very strangely: What's wrong? Is this true for all humans?

"Oh my God, how am I going to explain to my parents that I'm bringing back a big living person??" A miserable voice sounded, and Zhang Lan, who realized it later, finally remembered this most critical question.