Fu Qinghai braved the rain and returned to the large warehouse attached to the laboratory, and the outer composite armor of the Blue Shell Power Battle Armor had been repaired.

Fu Qinghai slowly sat down in front of the experimental table, the bright light of the screen hit Fu Qinghai's face, he operated the mouse to click on an engineering file, and looked at the screen with serious eyes.

The name of this project file is:

"'Green Soul' Artificial Intelligence Architecture Plan. vbp”

That's right, repairing the terracotta composite armor and crafting special explosives and gun modifications is only the first step, and this is the real iteration of the Blue Shell Power Armor update.

In order to deal with the battle situation in the Marvel Comics universe, Fu Qinghai no longer plans to care about his Warhammer 40K Tzeentch or not.

If you have AI technology, you have to use it, even if you code a simple AI to use it first.

No, when you return to the Warhammer 40K universe, pull out the chip again, in short, deal with the battle in front of you first, and then talk about the things you go back to.

Fu Qinghai pressed his fingers on the keyboard and thought about where to start the first line of code about "Green Soul".

Subconsciously scratched his face, and the hot and humid breath with the smell of alcohol that Justin Hammer had just spit out seemed to still linger in his ears.

Justin Hanmin is not attractive to Fu Qinghai because of his status as the eldest lady of the chaebol, which is right.

Not to mention Brother Astarte, for many senior reincarnators, any chaebol princess or rich daughter may not be very attractive.

But Justin Hammer is not completely unattractive to Fu.

What attracted Fu Qinghai to her was her other identity, a future identity that she didn't even know.

Master of Evil and leader of the new Thunder Agents - Crimson Cloak.

Scientific research has shown that the largest organ in the human body is the brain, not anything else.

As a modern person who has undergone the baptism of various sensory stimulation, it is difficult to arouse universal impulses with ordinary visual and auditory experiences, but brain supplementation is different, no matter what era it is, the sexiness made up by the brain is always the sexiest.

This is the reason why the temptation of uniform has endured, is it the clothes that people are obsessed with? No, it's the role, identity, class, status represented behind that dress.

Nurses, teachers, white-collar workers, agents, animal ears, tails...... Off.

Although Daddy Justin Hammer is a thin old man, he is also 1.83 meters tall. The 1.77-meter-old Justin Hammer has a pair of straight, slender and toned long legs, a full and straight chest, and a sharp and deep face, which is the kind of beautiful body shape that can outline the muscle lines in superhero tights, which is her excellent external condition.

But it wasn't enough to obsess Fu Qinghai, the swimsuit models in the videotapes under the TV cabinet were not as good as Justine, but they weren't much worse.

Fu Qinghai always thinks that this young and sexy American hottie will be the leader of a supervillain gang in the future, an evil woman who has no strong combat effectiveness, but can play a group of supervillains in the palm of her hand, and also plays many superheroes around.

I felt a little excited.

Fu Qinghai shook his head slightly, and said secretly, don't think about it, the artificial intelligence hasn't been skimmed yet, let's knock out the code first.

After sorting out the chaotic ideas and inspirations, I am ready to start typing code.

"Ding-dong, visitor arrives, facial recognition results: Justin Hammer."

"Huh?"

Fu Qinghai was puzzled, turned his head and glanced at another screen next to him, in the surveillance screen, the rain was still falling, and an embarrassed woman wearing a sundress and wet hair was standing at the door of the big warehouse with a dejected face.

Didn't I put you in Nathan Lemmon's car, why did you come here again?

Fu Qinghai was puzzled, but he still spoke:

"Open the door."

After speaking, Fu Qinghai got up and walked to the door.

The warehouse door slid open, and Justin Hammer had his hair disheveled, his eyes drooping, his eyes glazed over, one foot bare on the cold metal floor, and the other hand holding a heel.

What's wrong with this woman tonight?

Fu Qinghai walked over, frowned and asked:

"Justine, how are you ......?"

Before she finished speaking, Justin Hammer suddenly hugged Fu Qinghai, raised her arm around Fu Qinghai's neck, buried her head between her strong shoulders and neck, and she took a deep sniff of the mixture of engine oil, hair spray and metal powder.

Justine Hammer's eyes were blurred, his long eyelashes trembled, his red lips opened slightly, and he gasped and said in Fu Qinghai's ear:

"Give it to me, I want you ......"

Jia Siting's hands groped wildly on Fu Qinghai's muscular shoulders, her thighs hung vigorously on Fu Qinghai's waist, the dark red sundress on her body was very thin, and Fu Qinghai was only wearing a pair of cargo pants and a vest, and suddenly felt that there was an elastic and tender body wrapped around her body.

Hah, tsk......

Fu Qinghai smiled helplessly, held up Jia Siting's upright round buttocks with one hand, let her whole person hang on top of her, and walked to the corner of the big warehouse.

There was a simple camp bed.

……

The morning sun was rising, and the clouds were reddened. The sun was reflected on the surface of the sea, like a red light, reflecting on the buildings of the entire harbor area, and seagulls swept through the sky and let out a loud call.

The early morning light came in through the glass window on the roof of the warehouse.

Justin Hammer woke up from his marching bed.

She felt her skin clinging to the rough canvas fabric, her eyes stared blankly at the gray metal floor in front of her, her eyes moved up along the ground, and she saw a man sitting at the laboratory table, the shallow fluorescence of the screen shining on the side of his face, his naked and strong upper body, engrossed in the small scrolling code on the screen, his hands pressed on the keyboard, and his ten fingers tapped rapidly, so fast that there was an afterimage.

What level of veteran programmer does this have to be?

"Hmmm......"

Justine frowned and groaned, and was about to get up, when he felt a sharp pain in his lower body, and couldn't help but snort in pain.

"Awake?"

Fu Qinghai continued to concentrate on the code in front of him, and asked without turning his head.

Justin found himself pillow made of a black tank top and covered with a wide bomber jacket.

"Justine, are you Christians in your family?"

Fu Qinghai asked as he moved his fingers.

Rubbing his groggy and aching head from a hangover, Justine Hammer sat up from the marching bed and replied:

"No, what's wrong?"

From Fu Qinghai's side face, you can see the corners of his mouth hooked:

"I can't remember a line from an old movie that says there are no virgins over the age of seventeen in the United States of America."

"Huh."

Justin Hammer sneered and said hatefully:

"In the first place, Christians do not require chastity before marriage."

"Secondly, I also regret now that I gave the first time to such an indifferent man."

"Click!"

Fu Qinghai knocked down the last enter key, sighed, got up from the chair, walked to Justine, and said:

"Women always like to judge a man's sincerity through some of their so-called 'details', which are actually some far-fetched and self-righteous conjectures."

Fu Qinghai picked up Justin Hammer, who was sitting on the marching bed, and walked to the warehouse door.

Justin Hammer shrank into his arms and sneered:

"Hmph, listen to your tone, you're very experienced."

The warehouse door opened automatically, Princess Fu Qinghai hugged Jia Siting, walked out of the warehouse, walked to the Hummer H2 parked on the side of the road, and said lightly:

"Women are really good at finding details, but they only see the details they want to see."

Fu Qinghai said as he opened the door of the back seat of the Hummer.

"If I hadn't injected you with ibuprofen and omeprazole while you were asleep, you'd be even more uncomfortable now."

Justin Hammer lifted his arm and saw that there was indeed a pinhole in the vein on the inside of his elbow.

Justine raised his head and asked curiously:

"Ibuprofen I know, what is omeprazole, aphrodisiac?"

"Urging ......" Fu Qinghai almost threw out the woman in his arms.

He looked down at Justine in disbelief, and said with a strange expression:

"Omeprazole is used to protect the gastric mucosa, and it is used to relieve hangover after a hangover, what are you thinking in your head?"

"Uh......" Justin blushed, lowered his head, and said:

"I just think...... Last night...... Very comfortable. ”

"Hmph."

Fu Qinghai snorted proudly, put Justin Hammer in the back seat, and said:

"In the future, you will understand how rare it is for a man like me who doesn't only care about his own happiness."

Fu Qing got into the car door and walked to the driver's seat.

The car started, Fu Qinghai turned the steering wheel, and drove steadily in the direction of the apartment building.

Justin Hammer lazily lay on the leather cushion in the back row, his long legs resting on the back of the seat next to Fu Qinghai's shoulders, his toes playfully scratching the side of Fu Qinghai's face, and asked:

"Old-fashioned, how old are you?"

How old am I?

That's a really good question for an Astarte.

But unlike those real thousand-year-old veterans and 10,000-year-old veterans, Fu Qinghai is still only a recruit in terms of service time.

So Fu Qinghai counted his fingers seriously.

When I underwent the transformation, Master Quintor said I was 17 years old......

"20 years old, what about you?"

"Huh? Haha......"

Justin Hammer laughed in the back seat.

"I'm 22 years old, what qualifications do you have to teach me, little brother?"

Fu Qinghai said calmly:

"Isn't it shameful to be a 22-year-old virgin?"

Jia Siting was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and his toes suddenly clamped Fu Qinghai's ears and twisted them vigorously.

Fu Qinghai raised his hand and took Jia Siting's foot down, kissed it lightly on the instep, put it down, and said:

"Good boy, it's coming soon."

Justine Hammer's heart trembled, and he was suddenly picked up, and his long legs were brought together, and he retracted into his seat.

Fu Qinghai turned into the underground garage of the apartment building, parked in a special parking space, got out of the car, and opened the rear door.

Justin Hammer sat in the back seat with his knees hugged, looked at Fu Qinghai with big eyes, and said:

"I want you to hug me."

Fu Qinghai smiled, reached in, grabbed the back of Justin Hammer's neck, pulled her out, pulled her out of the car door and lifted her high, lifted her in the air, and asked with a smile:

"Do you like that?"

Justin Hammer kicked in anger.

Fu Qinghai hurriedly hugged this vigorous beauty like a female leopard in his arms.

……

"Ding Dong!"

The elevator door opened, and Fu Qinghai threw Jia Sting, who was holding him in his arms, on the sofa and said:

"I don't have any women's clothes here, you call the people at Hammer Industries and ask them to send them."

"Hmm."

Justin Hammer hummed softly, picked up the landline microphone on the low table next to the sofa, dialed a few words, and then stepped barefoot on the floor, picked up a pure white bathrobe and went into the bathroom.

When Jia Stine rubbed the towel in his hair, wrapped himself in a bathrobe, and came out of the bathroom with steaming water, he saw Fu Qinghai sitting on the sofa with a laptop in front of him, his eyes staring intently at the screen, and his hands crackling and flying.

"What program are you writing?"

Justin Hammer threw himself behind Fu Qinghai and asked curiously.

"Does Jarvis know?"

Fu Qinghai said lightly without looking back.

"Jarvis? Is it Iron Man's smart butler program? ”

"Smart housekeeper ......" Fu Qinghai couldn't help laughing.

"That's why you'll never be able to do Stark Industries, an all-weather all-situation analysis combat assisted artificial intelligence, you call it 'Smart Butler'?"

Justine Hammer grabbed Fu Qinghai's neck, leaned over and asked:

"I don't know about that. Speaking of your skills, it seems, have a lot to do with Tony Stark? ”

Fu Qinghai nodded and said:

"That's right, it's really related to him, it's just ...... Not Tony Stark in this universe. ”

This universe ...... Justine Hammer pondered the words.

…………