"Good morning, General, Mr. Moxiu."

Mo Xiu smiled and stared at the fuselage he had completed for Long Yuan, and couldn't help but smile, then clapped his hands lightly, and said, "The successful start-up proves that Long Yuan himself can withstand this fuselage?"

Di Xi's gaze looked up and down the brand-new fuselage a few times, swept over, and finally met Long Yuan's gaze for a long time, and then showed a faint smile, "It seems that there is no problem."

Long Yuan still remembered all the things that happened when he was in charge of Di Xi and Mo Xiu before, whether it was the escape of Di Xi and Mo Xiu or the loss of the body of the Emperor Fortress and the explosion turmoil, they were all in Long Yuan's memory.

Even if it's dormant, it's not necessarily a memory.

Long Yuan's eyes didn't roll, and Long Yuan, who controlled this fuselage, had a flat face.

For an artificial intelligence mecha without any human feelings, Long Yuan was naturally a little less humane than Di Xi and Mo Xiu. But even so, such an advanced Long Yuan is millions of times better than other ordinary artificial intelligence mechas.

Di Xi curled his fingers and gently tapped the shoulder of Long Yuan's fuselage, and then made a 'dangdang sound', "Get up and try your new fuselage."

Long Yuan could feel that the fuselage that his consciousness was carrying and controlling now was not his original fuselage.

Long Yuan and his original fuselage were originally paired together. Not necessarily, just squeamish, you must need the original fuselage. It's just that whether it is Long Yuan's original fuselage or not, the feeling for Long Yuan is completely different.

Although I can get used to the new body, it is not my original body after all.

Long Yuan made a crunching sound and sat up from his lying state.

Sitting up, his gaze changed suddenly.

Di Xi and Mo Xiu were watching Long Yuan's every move from the sidelines.

Long Yuan blinked, and then, he moved.

His movements were not large, but as a result, with a creak, the two arms of the fuselage were broken.

With another snap, they fell down directly, and Di Xi and Mo Xiu were startled, and they jumped away almost at the same time, without being hit by the falling arm.

Di Xi and Mo Xiu looked surprised, looked at Long Yuan, who had broken his arm, and the two of them looked at each other, a little embarrassed.

Dixi's lips hooked slightly, and he bent down to pick up the arm that had fallen to the ground.

Weighing the weight in his hand, he said, "Actually, it's still passable."

However, it's just passable.

Mo Xiu sighed, "Failed......

Long Yuan's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, as if he was quietly testing something. After a while, the light in his eyes faded, and he stared at Mo Xiu and said, "Trash."

Dixi: "......"

Mo Xiu: "......"

Di Xi couldn't help but sneer.

Mo Xiu rolled his eyes and stared at Di Xi.

Di Xi immediately smiled.

Mo Xiu was devastated.

He worked so hard and pounded for so many days, just to get a suitable fuselage for Long Yuan. Before that, he had also finished reading the design drawings of Long Yuanyuan's original fuselage on Dixi's side.

Every detail, no matter how big or small, he is meticulous, and he doesn't dare to make mistakes when it's more.

Mo Xiu understood Long Yuan's ability, and he also understood that not all ordinary fuselages were suitable for him.

The surprise and incredulity on Mo Xiu's face, and then the anger on Long Yuan's face, his little face was pouted as if he was angry.

"Long Yuan, you bastard!" Mo Xiu said angrily, "Your mouth really doesn't grow at all."

Long Yuan still looked at Mo Xiu, as if he looked puzzled, "My language program is fixed, but if you need to chat, I can also provide the corresponding program."

"You're garbage!" Mo Xiu scolded back angrily.

"The integration between this fuselage and mine is not high, and the material is too rubbish, so it can't withstand my mental power at all." Long Yuan made a noun explanation of the whole word just rubbed.

"You ......"

It turns out that garbage means this.

While Long Yuan was speaking, one of the fuselage's ears fell off.

Dixi: "......"

Mo Xiu: "......"

Long Yuan emphasized again, saying, "These materials are too rubbish."

Di Xi said, "Long Yuan's spiritual power is strong, although you have put together a lot of capable programs and systems, but in fact, too poor materials can't contain Long Yuan's spiritual power at all. However, with your skills, this thing is absolutely superb."

Mo Xiu said angrily, "It's the best here, but in someone's eyes, it's garbage."

Long Yuan began to analyze Mo Xiu's words, "Mr. Mo Xiu, is the person you are talking about referring to me?"

Mo Xiu snorted, "Knowingly asked."

Di Xi smiled lightly, "Okay, I've told you before, Long Yuan's fuselage is already difficult. It's not necessarily that he's picky! It's really that Luo Tuoxing's resources are limited, and he can't get a fuselage that can completely integrate Long Yuan's spiritual power. After all, the materials here are still barely enough to even get Long Yuan's legs, let alone the entire fuselage."

Mo Xiu lowered his eyes, looking a little disappointed, "The resources here are limited, and I can only do my best to do this. Besides, I made the program code and wires little by little. Who knows...... Who knows, I really don't have any ability at all."

"If I need materials, I can provide a list of materials that are suitable for my body." Long Yuan said.

"Shut up." Mo Xiu glanced at him.

Joke, if Long Yuan provides a list of materials, it will naturally be the most suitable for him, the most suitable material for him in the contemporary interstellar world.

That thing, a precious material that can't be bought in a high-end place like the First Galaxy, okay?

Long Yuan obediently shut up, and then, his head turned to Di Xi with a slight stiffness and stuttering.

It looked like he was asking Dixi for help.

Although, it doesn't look like an ordinary person asking for help.

Di Xi cleared his throat and said, "What? Long Yuan, you'd better shut up for the time being."

Long Yuan listened to Emperor Xi.

Immediately after, Di Xi turned to Mo Xiu, who was blushing with anger, "Then next, you ......."

"Hmm...... I'll make some changes to the materials and procedures to see if I can make a new one." Now the fuselage that Long Yuan is carrying, I'm afraid it won't end well, "Anyway, there are still a lot of materials we bought back, this time, I'll mention the height of all aspects."

"Then Long Yuan will leave it to you." Dixi said heartily.

"Hmm." Mo Xiu replied to Emperor Xi.

"Then I'll go up and wait for you, and I'll go out and buy you some food by the way."

"Okay."

Then, Di Xi turned to Long Yuan again and said, "When I am away, remember to listen to Mo Xiu."

"Hmm." Long Yuan replied lightly.

Anyway, being idle here is idle, and it can't help Mo Xiu. After admonishing Long Yuan, Di Xi left.

In the basement, only Long Yuan and Mo Xiu were left.

Mo Xiu glanced at Long Yuan, and said quietly, "Get up."

Long Yuan obediently went down from the experimental table, but he didn't expect that his legs would be broken as soon as he moved. With a plop, Long Yuan rolled down.

"Hey!"

Mo Xiu was startled by his movements, but when he came back to his senses, Long Yuan had already rolled against the wall and stopped.

The anger on Mo Xiu's face was frightened by Long Yuan.

"Are you alright...... Right?"

Mo Xiu blinked, staring at Long Yuan's not-so-good state now.

Take off both hands and legs

It's falling, it's really ...... It doesn't look good!

"I'm not human, I don't feel pain." Long Yuan said.

Mo Xiu snorted.

Long Yuan sat against the wall, motionless.

If he moved it again, it was estimated that Long Yuan didn't know where he should be ready to fall off.

Mo Xiu could really see that Long Yuan was really picky.

However, it's not necessarily picky. After all, as the Alliance's No. 1 artificial intelligence mecha, Long Yuan's spiritual power was so powerful that it was comparable to that of Emperor Xi. These materials were damaged, naturally because they couldn't withstand Long Yuan's spiritual power.

This can't all be blamed on Long Yuan.

After all, there weren't many fuselages that could accommodate Long Yuan. That is, Mo Xiu's craftsmanship can make Long Yuan barely happy.

You must know that when he was still in the Imperial Capital Alliance, the damage to Long Yuan's fuselage was all repaired by Mo Xiu.

His ability is much better than that of people who only have three-legged cat kung fu outside and can't do it.

The league's No. 1 technician is not a vegetarian.

Mo Xiu didn't pay attention to Long Yuan anymore, and he continued to rummage around his laboratory for the materials that would be used to make the next fuselage.

Mo Xiu was crackling over there, and Long Yuan was sitting there looking at him.

Mo Xiu's understanding of metal materials can be said to have reached the level that everyone knows about them.

He knew at a glance what materials worked and what didn't.

But there are a lot of choices.

As soon as he got to the experimental table, Long Yuan glanced at it and said ruthlessly: "None of this works! Garbage!"

Long Yuan knew that Mo Xiu was going to make a fuselage for himself, and these were all materials for him to make a fuselage.

Bang dang.

The small parts that had just fallen made a noise, and Mo Xiu subconsciously wanted to pick them up. Unexpectedly, Long Yuan's words made Mo Xiu lose interest.

"None of these materials can withstand my mental strength." Long Yuan said, "I'll break my hands and feet."

Mo Xiu: "......"

Then, Mo Xiu didn't care about the pile of these stumbling over.

He shifted his attention and turned elsewhere.

Mo Xiu rummaged back and forth for a lot of materials, and he could barely accept it.

But only in front of his eyes, barely ...... It's passable.

In Long Yuan's eyes, isn't it still garbage?

"Trash."

Mo Xiu really didn't want to hear these two words now.

I don't want to, I heard these two words in Long Yuan's mouth.

Bastard Long Yuan!

Mo Xiu gritted his teeth.

Immediately after, Long Yuan said, "All the materials here are not good."

Bang dang.

The parts in his hand fell, he looked at Long Yuan with displeasure, and said, "Then the garbage you just said sentence by sentence was sarcastic about me, right?"

"It's not." Long Yuan is serious...... looked at it and said seriously, "I don't want to disappoint you so soon!"

"Then you're willing to let me down so quickly now?" Mo Xiu glanced at him.

"It's not." Long Yuan said again, "I don't want your work to be wasted now."

"!" Mo Xiu scolded directly, "Your mouth is really ...... It's not technical at all, I think ...... You're the garbage."

Long Yuan looked puzzled: "......"

Mo Xiu was so angry with Long Yuan that he wanted to jump off the wall in a hurry.

Really...... Every single one of the robot's mouths is good.

He thought to himself, he didn't expect it...... I blurted it out directly.

Long Yuan subconsciously replied, "I'm not an ordinary robot, I'm an artificial intelligence mecha. My name is Long Yuan!"

Mo Xiu gave him a blank look, "You fuck off!"

Long Yuan's voice seemed to be a little confused, "...... Fuck off?"

"Forget it, you're still temporary

Shut up."

"Shut up for now? How long does it last? I need accurate commands."

"I was wrong, you better fuck off!" Mo Xiu had no choice but to support his forehead.

This guy really doesn't know how to look at the situation or other people's faces at all.

However, this is Long Yuan!

If you don't have a cheap mouth, then it is not the Long Yuan that Mo Xiu knows.

To be continued!

Interstellar Renegade