"Self-doubt."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

"And... loneliness."

"shut up--!!"

The woman raised the blade in her hand again, and a terrifying aura surged, but Mr. Luo swiped his finger lightly, and the long knife in the woman's hand instantly came out of her hand, and accurately grazed into Zhan Kai's scabbard.

"Who...are you..." She muttered to herself in a daze.

"Like you, I don't belong to this world either." Mr. Luo waved his hand and drew something in the air, and a [∑] mark appeared out of thin air, "Like this family emblem, I don't belong to this world either."

"You too..." the woman said in disbelief: "Are you also a descendant?"

"What is a descendant?" Mr. Luo asked curiously.

"I refer to people who do not belong to this world as descendants. This is just my own statement... nothing more." The woman shook her head, "This is not an important thing... You really know this mark.

?”

"I probably know its origin." Mr. Luo nodded and said, "It is in its original place, a symbol of the nobility...the Abriel family, the nobility of the galaxy."

"What else do you know!" The woman took a step forward and asked eagerly.

Mr. Luo asked instead: "What do you want to know?"

The woman gritted her teeth and said, "This is not the place to talk."

When the clock rang for the tenth time, the woman frowned, as if she was hesitating.

"You have something to do?"

"I don't, but [Red King] does." The woman shook her head, but her heart moved, "...But it doesn't matter, [Red King] has already appeared this time... Is it your fault?"

"I said, it's like a game of digging for diamonds." Mr. Luo said: "To pry open the solid sand, we need to use some auxiliary tools... Sometimes disrupting order is a shortcut to the truth."

"It is indeed you." The woman breathed out slowly, "Follow me."

As she spoke, the woman slowly turned a tight bracelet on her wrist...the sound of damping sounded softly, like the sound of gears turning.

At the same time, in front of the woman, the space seemed to be dissolved, and a gap appeared... She walked into it, turned around and said: "Come."

After walking through the gap in space, Mr. Luo came to a room...a very modern house.

Ring shape.

Outside the crystal curtain wall, there is a world like the deep sea, with countless shimmering algae floating in the deep sea... and strange and ugly big fish swimming.

The icosahedron, which is as tall as a person, is currently in the house, doing cleaning and other tasks - and is still wearing an apron.

At this moment, the woman casually took out two cans of drinks without any packaging marks from the refrigerator... After throwing one can to Mr. Luo, she pointed to the sunken sofa in the center and said, "Sit wherever you want, there won't be anyone here.

Come and disturb me."

But the icosahedron that was being cleaned in the house floated in front of the woman.

[Whether to end this simulation]

A mechanical and cold inquiry sounded.

"No need." The woman said without thinking, "Collect as much data as possible for this simulation and don't let go of any variables."

[Unknown invaders found in the super planet gear]

The icosahedron projected a screen at this time - inside the screen, a sloppy old man could be seen jumping nimbly in the world covered by gears, extremely sharp.

"It's this guy again." The woman shook her head, waved her hand and said, "Ignore him, he can't do anything... go prepare two lunches."

【learn】

The icosahedron floats away slowly... Mr. Luo can't take his eyes off the apron on it. It feels a bit cute, doesn't it?

"It's called September." The woman suddenly said at this time: "He is the housekeeper here, and he is also the guy who raised me."

Mr. Luo looked around and said, "What did this place look like originally?"

The woman said: "There is nothing, just an empty room, but I don't like empty places, so I modified it. If you don't like this style, I can switch to another one."

With that said, she turned the bracelet again.

Everything in the room began to rotate continuously... changing into different styles.

Mr. Luo knocked on the table next to him, and there was a crisp sound. He couldn't help but sigh: "It's really an amazing technology."

The woman said calmly: "Just for fun, I don't know if it's really amazing. Anyway, I don't know how it works. I just know that transforming it can help me relax a little when I'm in a bad mood."

"You don't understand how it works?" Mr. Luo seemed to have discovered a blind spot.

The woman sat down cross-legged on the sofa, opened the canned drink, and said while drinking: "These things were all made in September. At the beginning, there was nothing. I once thought about learning these technologies.

, but I soon lost my patience. Anyway, as long as September can obey my orders, it doesn’t matter if I understand it or not. I can do some interesting things with the time saved."

Mr. Luo smiled and said, "What do you like to do?"

"Be a human being!"

…

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…

…

"Dig... dug through!"

The little old man suddenly looked as excited as an epilepsy and started dancing - the engineer shovel in his hand had obviously risen to the status of a divine weapon in his heart.

"It really is……"

Zhao Huaian wiped the ashes on his face at this time, then subconsciously turned his head and looked over, "What...it seems that Mr. Luo hasn't come down yet?"

"Don't worry about my young master." The maid said with a slight smile: "My young master is now in a more playful period, which is a good thing."

Zhao Huaian couldn't help but open his mouth... What the hell?

"Haha, as long as you know how to control yourself, there will be no problem." The maid continued with a smile, "By the way, old gentleman, remember to rinse your mouth after kissing this shovel, because I seem to have accidentally painted it on it.

There are ninety-nine kinds of poisons. Although each one is not fatal, there may be some unknown chain reactions between them."

The little old man who is kissing the engineer shovel is crazy, okay?

The maid said calmly: "Besides, I don't want the shovel anymore."

--don't want?

Sikong Zhaiyue was immediately overjoyed.

The maid squinted her eyes and said: "After all, it is a one-time prop. If it exceeds the use time limit, it will be useless."

Sikong Zhaiyue just wanted to scold her, but was surprised to find that she lost all feeling in her mouth.

"Senior! Your lips are... swollen!" Zhao Huaian exclaimed instantly, "It looks like two sausages!"

After exclaiming.
Chapter completed!