In the huge square, an invisible wind surged from all directions, rushing into the orc's sturdy body like substance.

Under the dark green skin, the wound that had been cut was rapidly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the coiled muscles also bulged rapidly, and a scarlet blood light erupted in the pupils.

"Click, click, click......"

With a crack of fine bones, as if forcibly stretched, the already tall orc's body grew in size again, and the turquoise blood adhered to it, revealing a strange glow in the sunlight.

"Uh...... That's just ...... Is it a warm-up exercise? Kazama's drooping eyelids jumped, and the hunger and fatigue swept away in an instant.

"Boom!"

As if sensing the threat from the other party, the iron bump that was still standing frantically replenishing energy just now suddenly stepped heavily on the stone slab under his feet, and the seemingly bulky body shot out like an arrow from the string, and the iron fist covered with sharp armor let out a terrible roar in the air, and blasted towards the orc in front of him.

Looking at the rapidly approaching iron fist, the orc finally stopped growing, his red eyes glowing with a strange bloody light, and then, he didn't even avoid it, but just waved his huge fist to himself, with swiftness and determination, with a more destructive impact, slammed into the iron pimple where Kazama Hiroha was.

"Click! Zi~"

Shaking violently, the surrounding scene blurred for a moment, and then regained clarity.

The dark green fist, clenched tightly, as if the skin of steel was grinding against the iron lump chest, bursting out a series of dazzling sparks.

The Iron Fist, covered in sharp armor, retracted and stood in front of the Iron Pimple in a defensive gesture.

Kazama looked in amazement at the reddish curved wall, where a target selection box was locked onto the iron pimple's chest where it had been grazed by the orc's fist, and the bright red hexagonal frame flickered and jumped.

"It's ......"

"Warning! The target is out of the range of the 'fuck' command and will automatically enter escape mode! An indecent mechanical female voice suddenly sounded.

"Escape ......" Kazama didn't finish his words, and suddenly the change of direction accelerated, making him a little unsteady on his feet, and then before he could recover from it, another violent shaking followed.

"Click!"

"Bump!"

"Zi~"

The cacophony of voices resounded around Kazama, accompanied by bright red hexagonal frames that constantly appeared on the curved walls.

The iron bumps and the orcs after the blood explosion constantly flickered and moved in the huge square, and every now and then there was a sound of gold and iron resonating.

"This ......" Kazama Yangyu now wants to find out the person who designed this escape mode and strangle him, even if he can't escape, he will not be able to escape, and it is understandable to adhere to the principle of "staying in Qingshanzi and not afraid of running out of firewood". But, but but, why is the route of the escape mode to go around the square?!

Not to mention escape, this route that is not even an escape is simply like a mouse teasing a cat, in order to deliberately provoke the other party. Moreover, the orcs after the blood explosion not only increased in size and hardened epidermis, but even their strength and speed were not exactly comparable to those just now.

It wasn't until much later that Kazama learned that this design knowledge was designed to suit the needs of the competition, and of course, he couldn't understand this weird premise now, so he began to feed his brain with the little sugar he had left to find a workable solution.

However, in this situation, if you continue to use the original combat AI of the iron pimple, it is estimated that it will continue to execute this so-called "escape mode" without any suspense, unless you choose to manipulate it manually, but this is tantamount to choosing suicide for the mechanical idiot Kazama Hiroha. Unless...... Write your own operating ideas into its combat AI?

"Now, by the way, can I modify your AI?" Although he didn't think it was realistic, Kazama still said with the mentality of giving it a try.

"Do you want to change me to H?" Saying such things in a slightly mechanical female voice has no sense of disobedience from the outside.

"Oh, I take back what I just said, I actually want to change your personality now."

"Ah, I take back what I just said. Toggle the random movement mode and enter the AI editing state. ”

This must be deliberate, Kazama Yang Yu felt that the iron lump that had been a smooth escape and was only occasionally rubbed suddenly began to run around in an orderly manner, and for a while, the acceleration in all directions tore Kazama Yang Yu to the ground.

The image on the curved wall began to collapse, turning into an endless black space, and a small palm print appeared on the curved wall facing Kazama.

"Please confirm the identity of the owner!"

"Owner?" Five fingers stretched out with a slight gap, and Kazama Yangha gently pressed the palm print on the curved wall.

"Confirmation failed! You have two more chances to confirm. ”

"......" seriously, overlapping as much as possible, put it back on.

"Confirmation failed! You have one more chance to confirm. If you fail to confirm this, you will be forced to eject from the control pod. ”

…… Forced ejection from the control pod...... This kind of thing is already the worst option except for being caught and roasted and eaten by the orc outside, and it can't be allowed to happen no matter what.

Kazama shook his head hard, and then reached out again.

Gently, I pressed it.

"Success! Enter the AI editing interface! ”

"Whew-" Kazama let out a long sigh of relief, let go of the delicate little hand he was holding, and gently helped the little girl to lie flat on the ground beside him. On that little pink face, the long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Raise your head, there is no imaginary humanized auxiliary interface, and what appears in front of Kazama Yangyu is still completely black.

On the pitch-black screen, large strings of numbers similar to "010101101010101" are tumbling from below, like rows of infinite non-circular numbers composed of 0 and 1.

Kazama stroked his forehead, this interface ......

If he smelled the smell of the cake, he gave up all the work at hand and went straight to the cake shop; Else, dedicate one percent of your energy to the task at hand, and the remaining ninety-nine percent of your energy continues to perform the task of searching for food aromas in the background......" Kazama Takoba tried to replace these 0s and 1s with the meanings he could understand, and then read them out as if he confirmed himself, "If he saw the S-class cooking ingredient chowder rabbit, he gave up all the work at hand, and even if he dismantled the Garden of Eden, he must grasp the ingredients; Else, dedicate 1 percent of your energy to the task at hand, and the remaining 99 percent of your energy continues to perform the task of searching for delicious ingredients in the background...... If he sees the latest bento recipe, he gives up all the work at hand, and even if he is taught a hard lesson, he has to use a whole month's living expenses to get the recipe in hand; Else, dedicate one percent of your energy to the task at hand, and the remaining 99 percent of your energy continues to perform the task of searching for food recipes in the background......"

This...... What is it?!

Seeing these almost frantically exploiting machine resources to perform an infinite loop search for food-related tasks, Kazama suddenly expressed his gratitude that this high-tech iron lump could still fight normally. If he hadn't seen it on par with orcs, he would have felt that this was a work developed by a foodie that was a serious waste of resources to satisfy his appetite, rather than an intelligent machine for combat.

"Goo~" Just as Kazama was shocked by the original programmer and fell into a sluggish state, a slight but unusually harsh sound came from his abdomen.

Kazama rubbed his forehead violently, a strong feeling of dizziness from hunger made him a little sleepy.

"Really, it's going to be this kind ......of mental work when you haven't eaten for two days in a row," Kazama muttered to himself, his head swept around in a daze, trying to find some food in the operation compartment of a combat robot.

No...... To be expected.

But why, can't you take your eyes off...... Facing that porcelain-like baby face.

"Gollum~"

The Adam's apple rolled and swallowed the overflowing saliva.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

The next moment, Kazama suddenly stretched out his sharp claws like a hungry wolf, and grabbed the little girl on the side fiercely.

Or, more precisely, the little girl's pink little hand, the lollipop she held.

Pulled it out, the lollipop, with a sparkling viscous filament.

Kazama's originally drooping eyes burst into a powerful light in an instant, looking at the half-melted lollipop, grinning, revealing an expression that an old mother would only show when she saw Benzo's son come home with his girlfriend for the first time.

Open your mouth, "Boom! Hundreds of millions of fructose molecules, with a hint of special sweetness, poured into Kazama's belly. The tired limbs and hundreds of bones were resurrected with full blood in an instant.

"Yo Xi! Start! ”

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In the huge square, two figures flashed and chased each other at a rapid speed, and from time to time there was a piercing sound of metal rubbing.

On the roof not far away, three girls stood playfully, looking at the middle of the field, their faces full of worry.

Qianqian looked at the sparks that burst out from time to time and the steel figure that panicked like a headless fly, a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes, and then, as if she had made up her mind, she gritted her teeth lightly, and between the curves of her fingers, a streamer that shone like her long hair and shone silver-white swept out of her forehead, and then turned into a strange crescent-shaped blade that stopped beside her, letting out a "buzzing" moan.

"Mistress Yan?" Nana on the side turned her head, her face full of surprise.

Ignoring Nana and He'er, who turned their heads because of their movements, Qianqian's lilac eyes stared at the crescent-shaped blade in front of them for a moment.

"Finally remembered me?" There was a girl's voice, which sounded in Qianqian's ears.

"Sister...... I ......" lowered his head slightly, and his eyes were filled with a strange light.

"Clearly, I didn't even want to summon me when my life was threatened, but now I am easily summoned for the sake of this boy, my sister understands everything, giggles......" A crisp laugh came from the crescent-shaped strange blade.

"Sister!" A touch of blush quietly crept up her cheeks, and Qianqian said with a rare anger, "People...... People are only ...... because of the Guardian."

"Hey, I know, I know." Completely ignoring Qianqian's anger, the silver streamer flashed, and suddenly rushed to Qianqian, swaying from side to side, "Come, kiss my sister first, if you want to be the same as when you were a child, otherwise your sister will have no motivation." ”

"Sister!" There was still a hint of anger in his voice.

After a slight hesitation, her eyes half-closed, Qianqian suddenly leaned forward and stood on tiptoe.

"Po~"

Dip and go.

The half-moon-shaped blade suddenly burst into a bright light, and then, "But, that kid doesn't seem to need our help." ”

The fluttering voice was a little regretful, and the girl's pride when she was careful to succeed.