"Dididi, alarm alarm, please charge quickly!"

"Dididi, alarm alarm, please charge quickly!"

As soon as Nan Qiao regained consciousness, he heard the sound of alarms constantly coming from his ears, and he opened his eyes with difficulty, and a string of red alert characters appeared in front of him.

[Sorry, you only have 1% of your battery left, please charge it in time to avoid scrapping!] ]

Nan Qiao: ......

- Smash it all!

[Host, I'm here.] 】

- What is my current situation?

[Host, please wait, I'll charge it for you first.] 】

As soon as the words fell, the characters in front of Nan Qiao's eyes disappeared, changed to [Charging] mode, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

When the system saw that Nan Qiao had turned the corner, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and his tone became brisk.

[Host, I'll send you the plot. 】

The original owner Du Ruo, in interstellar 9102, became the leader of a generation of robots as an SSSSS-class robot due to the derivation of autonomous consciousness, and made countless great contributions in the struggle against the Zerg, until one time in the battle for the planet, something happened that caused the warship to explode and died unexpectedly.

At that time, the remnants of the original owner were brought back to the robot development headquarters, and after continuous renovation, it became a new generation of new robots.

Unbeknownst to her, the soldier had a perverse personality, and after she arrived, he always ignored it, and even felt that the existence of the original owner was an insult to him, so he directly locked him in the storage room, left him to fend for himself, and finally died completely due to the loss of electricity.

Nan Qiao, who had sorted out the entire plot, fell silent and only spoke after a long time.

- So, I'm a helpless robot now?

[Well, it's not counting, but there are memories of the year, and the host can be restored to its peak state at any time! 】

- So, the guy who killed the original owner?

System:......

[The host is big, the male protagonist is big and this is because of him, and it'll be clear when you finish watching his plot! ] 】

- Is this what you call a golden partner?

When the elbow should be turned, it should be turned to the guy.

Sure enough, there is still no conscience.

System:......

No, it doesn't, host Hu!

Nan Qiao's expression was flat, his vision had already returned to clarity, except for a little unaccustomed at the beginning, everything else was no different from usual.

lowered his eyes and looked at his body, if it weren't for the plot prompt, he wouldn't have been able to see that this body was a robot at all, except that his body was cold and hot, and he was completely the same as ordinary people.

- In this plane, can I eat ice cream unscrupulously?

Thinking back to the previous plane, the rice bucket could eat all kinds of snacks, and now that she has become a robot, she should be able to do it too, right?

[The host is big, I'm sorry to tell you, no.] 】

- Why?

[Because of this plane, there is no such thing as ice cream, in the interstellar era of 9102, human beings live on nutrients, don't ice cream, even the food eaten on the ancient earth has become history. 】

Nan Qiao: ......

What is the meaning of life without ice cream?

It's better to nest in this dark storage room and end the burp because of power consumption!

[The host is big, the table is so pessimistic, the male protagonist is in the living room now, don't you want to go out to see him? ] 】

- Don't go.

The guy has no conscience, and he actually watched her burp when he ran out of power!

Sure enough, it's a big pig's trotter, and it's like a fart, and it can't be taken seriously at all!

The system choked suddenly, but he didn't dare to urge Nan Qiao from the heart.

There's still a lot of time to waste anyway, and it's not in a hurry.

*

Jian Wuxuan pushed open the door, looked at Yan Temp, who was sitting in the living room with a decadent face, and couldn't wait to step forward and punch him twice, "Yan Tempo, how long do you want to be decadent?" ”

Yan Temporal turned a deaf ear to Descending Wujing's words, and was about to unscrew the wine in his hand and pour it into his mouth, but was thrown away by Descending Wuxuan, "Yan Temporal, what have you become like this, let your former subordinates see, you are still not the general they worship!" ”

"Not anymore."

Yan Temporal glanced at Wu Xuan, and sneered, "I'm just a cripple now, what worship are you talking about, what are you talking about generals?" ”

Jian Wuxuan looked at Yan Tempora and stopped talking, the whole room was smoky and miasma, as if no one had cleaned it for a long time, and couldn't help frowning, "Didn't the organization assign you a life assistant, where did you go?" ”

Yan Feng couldn't help but clench his hands, but he quickly let go and sneered, "But the alms were thrown into the storage room by me, and it is estimated that they would have been scrapped long ago." ”

Wu Xuan didn't know how to explain his mood at the moment.

Yan Tempo was so high-spirited back then, setting countless records for the entire interstellar empire, and no one has been able to break it so far!

But now, looking at him so decadent, he doesn't know whether to feel sorry or be unhappy for him.

"I'll go and see first, and if it's scrapped, I'll help you apply for another one from the organization."

Descending Wuxuan, he walked towards the storage room, and as soon as he opened it, a puff of dust choked him several times, and he couldn't help coughing a few times before he eased up, frowned and looked inside, and found Nan Qiao who was closing his eyes tightly in the mess.

"I don't think it's scrapped, and it should still work on a charge."

Descending Wuxuan, he was about to walk towards Nan Qiao, but Nan Qiao suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed his hand, and dragged him out of the storage room with a neat body, his face tense and expressionless, "I really didn't scrap, but you look like scrapped." ”

Descending Wuxuan: !!

Where did you find a life assistant, why is it so cruel?

Wrong!

What about a good life assistant?

How can I still be self-conscious?

Why are all the robots in this year following Du Ruo's goods?

"Yan Ying, are you deaf, hurry up and save me!"

Wu Wuying's eyes were red, and he wanted to break free from Nan Qiao's restraints, but found that her strength was terrifying, and he couldn't break free at all, so he could only open his mouth and ask Yan Tempo for help.

Yan Tempo was not interested in this at all, and his tone was sneering, "I'm a cripple, how can I save you?" ”

Jian Wujing always felt that he was careless in making friends, but because of his own life, he could only beg for mercy from Nanqiao, "Grandma, don't spare me, I owe this mouth, don't go to your heart!" ”

Nan Qiao widened.

It's definitely not a guy like that.

He threw him away in disgust and walked towards Yan Tempo.

Heh, so decadent, and still use wine to kill your sorrows?

- It's not all 9102 years, how can there be wine?

[Hmm, maybe people in every time and space feel that everything can be without, but there can't be no bar? 】

The corners of Nan Qiao's mouth twitched, and he leaned down to pinch Yan Temp, who was full of scum, and his lips raised slightly, "If I can let you recover to your original state, in return, why don't you make a promise?" ”

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