Chapter Seventy-One: Ling Heng's Clone
Ling Ruo took out the square box and put it in his hand, looking strange.
"Ling Heng, do you want to try?"
The blue square box flashed blue again.
Yes, Miss Aru.
Ling Ruo's expression was blank and he didn't agree.
"No, it's too dangerous!"
Although this spaceship has released all its authority to her, there are still too many uncertainties about wanting to control a god-level spaceship.
Ling Ruo had already lost Ling Heng in her previous life, and in this life, she didn't want to lose him again!
She knew too well that Ling Heng wanted to take the risk of controlling the spaceship, and it was also for her!
But how could she bear to let Ling Heng take the risk?
But the purple square box shone vigorously again, the blue inside the square box was like a blue sea, or a blue star, Ling Ruo seemed to be able to see Ling Hengmu's three-dimensional handsome face like a knife carving, and said to her seriously with the stubbornness and dull expression inherent in robots:
Miss Aruo, although I am a robot, I also have human rights, and I hope you can respect my right to choose.
Yes, she had always known that her robot was different from other robots, and that he wanted to be a human more than a machine.
Therefore, in the previous life, after comforting her, he resolutely and generously died, just because she fought for a glimmer of life.
But Ling Ruo wouldn't let him do that!
She clutched the box tightly and tried to tuck it back into her arms again.
But a stream of blue light was released from the blue box, unexpectedly penetrating into those purple crystal plates.
The purple crystal plate shimmers with blue and purple intertwined light.
The blue box, which originally looked calm, also seemed to be vigorously stirred, turning up a violent blue vortex.
"Ling Heng!"
Ling Ruo shouted, angry.
He's on his own!
He's always on his own!
Damn it!
With such a robot, she should have fired him a long time ago!
But in the end, still afraid of disturbing him, she held the box tightly so that it would not fall to the ground.
In this purple crystal plate, each piece contains a large amount of information, one is not good, this small blue square box is afraid to be burst!
Although Ling Heng also had a mysterious origin, could the consciousness core in this box be able to control a god-level spaceship?
Ling Ruo was so nervous that cold sweat broke out.
If it were herself, she wouldn't be afraid of anything, she especially dared to go crazy and take risks, but she could change Ling Heng - she couldn't afford to take this risk!
Sure enough!
After all, it is a god-level spaceship, even if it is damaged, even if it is released and goes deep into it, it will be like a fish swimming in the sea, and there are many dangers.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
One purple crystal plate after another, due to Ling Heng's intrusion, made a piercing sound, the panel shook like refracted purple paper, and the blue box almost jumped out of her hand, after being held tightly by her, it shook violently, and the temperature of the cold box surface rose all the way to scorching, burning Ling Ruo's hands one by one!
But since Ling Ruo had made up his mind not to let go, he just wouldn't let go.
It seemed that only in this way could she help Ling Heng.
Just like that, I don't know how long it took, when the skin of Ling Ruo's palm was broken and broken, and it was already burned to the ground, a familiar voice finally came from the spaceship.
"Miss Aruo."
At first hearing, the voice was still as dull as a robot, but perhaps because of the sound system of the god-level spaceship used, it was softer and more magnetic, as if someone was shouting softly in Ling Ruo's ear with a baritone.
"Miss Aruo."
And when Ling Ruo heard it at first glance, he was overjoyed, ignoring something that was deeply contained and deeply suppressed in this voice.
"Miss Aruo, your hand is broken."
In the voice, there was a sense of self-blame and distress.