"Ignore him, he's always talked a lot, more annoying than the flies circling in the stables." Taki smiled at her, "And Miss Mosilaire, when are you going to invite us in?" ”

"Oh, of course, sorry, please come in." She put away the charged rifle and pulled open the wooden door, "It's okay, I'm used to it." ”

"Habit?" Taki was stunned for a moment, but he didn't take it seriously, and went in with his companions through the wide open door, and then there were a few more bloody footprints on the rich, delicate jade tiles—the hostess must have been mad when she woke up and saw it.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with this guy?" Vicky didn't pay much attention to the woman who was unconscious on the couch, but pointed in surprise to a man lying on the floor on the side of the living room for no apparent reason, "What is he doing?" Floor tiles to practice kissing skills in advance? ”

"He's asleep." VITA suddenly spoke up and said quietly, "I played an all-night video game last night, and I couldn't stay up and fell asleep. ”

This sounds like nonsense, because Mosilaire and they just arrived on this planet tonight.

"Oh, what's on his neck?" Vicky gestured to the small steel sculpture stuck in the back of the man's neck.

"It's just a role-playing prop."

"Really?" Wiki seemed to be interested, "What role is he playing?" ”

"Someone who was killed by a mad Unification cultist killed the poor worm in his house with a statue of Yuehua." VITA TOOK HIS DOUBTS SERIOUSLY, "IT COULD ALSO BE A STUPID GANGSTER WHO MISSED HIS HAND AND WAS KILLED." ”

"Oh hey! Unity-Unity, I know Unity-Unity! They're all a bunch of damn paranoic neurotics! ”

"Yes, I agree with you for your sharp words that perfectly encapsulate these fanatical religious fanatics."

"Gee, I'd love to try my hand at role-playing, of course...... Well...... Characters who were killed by the Unification Cultists, because you know, it's so cold on the ground that I'm afraid I'm going to catch a cold if I'm lying on my stomach for a long time - but maybe I can put a cotton mattress underneath, and preferably a whole pillow, which will definitely make me feel a lot more comfortable. This brother is amazing, he can dress up so realistically! ”

"Oh wait, who's talking to me?" Vicky finally realized that something was wrong, and looked around, trying to find the owner of the sweet voice behind a large vase.

"It's my armored AI, her name is VITA." Mosilaire sighed helplessly, "Maybe there will be a lot of common ground between you. ”

"I'm not going to give my armored AI access to the external system." Vicky was a little surprised, and then shook his head, as if he was still a little sorry, "I thought it was wishful thinking that I met a like-minded young lady in this ghost place." ”

"I've noticed that this AI of yours is very different, Miss Mosilaire." Taki touched the candle on the living room table with great interest, as if it had been a long time since he had seen something so crude and primitive.

"Yes, she's been upgraded twice." Mosilaire sat down on the couch leisurely, grabbed a fluffy pink pillow beside him, thought for a moment and added, "She's different." ”

"Dear mortals, I belong to the advanced mechanical beings who have broken through the barrier of mechanical thinking." VITA'S VOICE WAS CALM, AS IF TO STATE THE MOST MUNDANE FACTS—EVEN IF "THOUGHT BARRIERS" AND "ADVANCED MECHANICAL LIFE" SOUNDED LIKE SHE WAS BABBLING SOMETHING.

"I want this kind of bragging and fart AI too." Vicky was amazed, and then thought of something, "Where can I buy her parameters and data?" ”

"VITA is not for sale, Mr. Wiki." Mosilair shook his head, "If you want to have such a likable friend, try to chat with your armored AI more." ”

"But my armored AI doesn't like to talk to me." Vicky's face wrinkled into an over-pickled cucumber, "It always says that I talk too much nonsense, and it's as annoying as cat hair on the couch." ”

"I think it's right." Taki affirmed Wiki's idea of armored AI, "You really talk a lot of nonsense - you see, the AI is also very smart and sharp. ”

"No more, no more—" Vicky shook his head and stepped on the white floor tiles, saying in an ancient Chinese that people didn't understand, "How much? Not much either. ”

"You're making a slight mistake in your usage, but that's pretty good for an average soldier in the early 30s."

"Ah, is there something wrong?" Wiki didn't really care, just pointed to the giant TV hanging on the wall and shouted, "Gee, can I watch TV?" It's going to be a lot of fun to make! ”

"The power system on this floor is broken by me." Mosilel took off his armor helmet and chuckled sheepishly in the mild candlelight, "I'm sorry. ”

"Oh, I should have thought of that." Only then did he notice a few small burning candles in the living room, and the whole person was decadent, "It's a pity, I'm still counting on watching tonight's e-sports game." ”

"If you're so idle, you can go and fix the damaged power system." Taki leaned softly on the sofa and comforted his dejected companion: "We are very patient and will always wait for you." ”

"Really?" The electronic eye on the Vikki helmet suddenly glowed red, like the Terminator that Mosiliel had seen in a classical movie.

"This is naturally fake." Taki mercilessly dismissed his excessive thoughts, and beckoned to Vicky and the heavy soldier Wang Huai who was standing on the side, "Let's get down to business." ”

"Maybe I should avoid it?" Mosilaire's wide, flickering eyes blinked, and there was a hint of starry sky in them, "Are you talking about a secret mission—like an assassination or something?" ”

"We can't say anything according to the rules, miss." Taki pretended to be serious and straightened his waist and made an antique style.

"Oh, I understand." Mosilaire nodded earnestly, "Otherwise, you'll have to throw me into the dark basement to make sure nothing goes wrong with this mission." ”

"Thank you very much for your understanding." He winked his eyes at Mosilelle, "But beautiful ladies can always have some privileges—and we don't have some secret missions. ”

"That couldn't be better, sir." She gracefully brushed her hair from her ears and smiled slyly, "Oh-wait, this can't be fishing enforcement, right?" ”

"You're so funny, Miss Mosilaire." Taki laughed as if he had been scratched on his armpit, and even the sofa under his ass twisted and danced, "This is the original mission, it's not a secret, you can rest assured." ”

"That's it, Miss Mosilare. Our mission was to go to the government district in the center of the city and get there something annoying. Vicky sat down on the edge of the tower, making the already sunken couch a little shorter, "Maybe we can give you a ride." ”

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Wiki." She shook her head, "More than that, I want to know how you get to the government district." ”

"There are so many people out there who are furious because they didn't eat dinner." Mosilaire walked to the window and looked at the vague aliens in the smoke and rain, and kindly reminded them: "Unless you insist on satisfying their endless appetites with your flesh - they will thank you very much - and perhaps inform your family to come to the hero's funeral." ”

"I don't want to do the stupid thing of giving up my life to feed a tiger, that's what a great man does—" Taki smiled mysteriously at Mosilaire, "Let's go down the sewers and let these brainless idiots who forage on the road eat shit!" ”

"Sewers?" She blinked, marveling at the brilliant idea, "That's a great idea, I like it." ”

"Hey! I thought a lady of noble birth like you wouldn't want to go into the stinking ditch with us! Vicky looked a little surprised, "That surprised me. ”

"There's nothing surprising about that." Mosilaire shook his head, "I'm not just a lady, I'm also a professional soldier who has been through the ordeal. ”

"You're quite right." Taki looked at her seriously, "There is no distinction between men and women in the soldiers of the Empire, we are all warriors, and we fight for the same noble ideal. ”

"Your consciousness is so high." Vicky snorted, "I'm ashamed." ”

"So you should learn more from me and Miss Mosilaire instead of focusing all your attention on making 'gun bombs.'" The vice-captain glared at him.

"Hey! That's not some goddamn 'gun bomb', I'm making exquisite works of art! Vicky was not happy, "You can't insult the excellence of my proud craftsmanship for nothing!" ”

"Oh—do any of these 'delicate works of art' include the self-defense pistol that lit my beard?"

"Well, maybe not that—but lo and behold, I'll pay attention next time, after all, I didn't even know you had such a twisted fetish complex."

"There won't be a next time - you'll never want to touch any of my electronic weapons again." Taki solemnly swore an absurd poisonous oath: "I'd rather grab a wilted yellow loofah and fight the enemy in close combat than use any firearm that passes through your hands - no way!" ”

"You don't need to be so strict with yourself, Lao Wang." Vicky smiled awkwardly, "The old loofah can only be used to wash dishes - unless you put some overnight peanut butter on it, and the person you're being beaten up happens to be a poor worm with a severe peanut allergy - of course, if you want to make these bioweapons more versatile, you can add some other common allergens to it." Heck, if there were some strange, foul-smelling excrement stuck to the loofah, maybe it would be more of a deterrent to intelligent organisms......"

"I've heard enough, thank you, knowledgeable Mr. Wiki." Taki couldn't help but interrupt his rambling, "If you don't want to meet the pork and sauerkraut buns I ate at my aunt's house last year, it's better to stop your unique opinion on 'bioweapons' - trust me, it's for your sake." ”

"What's so delicious about buns, the best thing in the world is dumplings-" Vicky smashed his mouth, as if he really tasted the fatty juice of the beef and celery filling in the candlelight, "and drizzle some old vinegar and red oil—that's really a bite and half of the soul has to be lost!" ”

Wang Huai, who was standing motionless on the side, looked like a black stone sculpture, and actually nodded in agreement.