"The weapons here..."

Looking at the scrapped weapons at the door, the young man's thoughts couldn't help but drift back to the past, in the laboratory at that time...

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"Teacher, how can I make my weapon stronger?"

"It's very simple, as long as the power is greater, the stronger it will be..."

"Teacher, what do you say..."

"Swords, knives, cold weapons, but not worth mentioning for weapons that use gunpowder, guns, cannons, hot weapons, but still not worth mentioning weapons that use energy"

"Teacher, I understand, it's just to suppress the ranks, right?"

"No, I mean you need to keep developing new weapons, changing them from generation to generation..."

"Well, teacher, I see!"

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"In other words, is this the masterpiece of Niko?"

Looking at the door in front of him, if why the young man would know that it was her, this guy may have been the first to know about copyright, right? She is in the habit of imprinting a lotus flower on her weapon.

This may be her habit, the young man nodded slightly, that is to say, is it the institute of his own students here? But it looks like no one has taken care of it, which means that·

A glimmer of realization flashed in the young man's heart, that white-haired child, who likes to call her teacher in milk, has no way to resist time... Who made her love weapons?

"Really..."

The young man gently pushed open the door, looking at the mess inside, the young man couldn't help frowning, he really didn't know what to say, he knew that it was very dangerous here, but he still had to charge, that is, a soldier...

But, in the same way, this is also a research institute for its own students, and on one side it is a student, and on the other hand, it is the army of their own country, forget it, and the young man strides forward.

The road was not far, but it seemed that they still did not make it to the end, and the young man crouched down and looked at a document in his hand, which only had a code name and a title.

"Is this the road?"

The young man looked at the mess behind him and the flatness in front of him, this should be the calm before the storm, the young man stepped on it gently, and the mechanism didn't seem to be activated...

Step by step, even if you have already walked to the door, there is still no mechanism to attack you, which is really strange, but it's okay, save your own things.

【Please enter your password!】 】

"Don't you know the password..."

"Password detection... Detection confirmed! Come in! ”

The door in front of him opened with the young man's bewildered face, what was the situation? Looking at the open door in front of him, the young man had no reason not to enter.

Gently pushed open the door, looking at the instruments inside, the young man walked in quickly, gently stroking these instruments, if memory serves, these are the first instruments made of materials given by themselves, although only some of them are here...

There was a faint layer of dust on it, and the young man looked at the empty room, was this made according to that institute? The young man looked at the scene in front of him and walked to the position he had in front of.

"Is it here?"

Gently pushed open the door... Just when the young man had some doubts, a door appeared in front of him again, should this be an aisle? The young man walked briskly forward, pushing open the door where the sound was heard.

"Teacher? Why are you here? ”

"Teacher? You·· Isn't it dead?"

"Huh? Did I cross over again? ”

Looking at the place in front of him as if he had set up a laboratory, the young man felt that something was wrong, if he had to say anything, it was that Huang and Xueli were actually here.

They should have been outside, could it be that they crossed by themselves? No, the young man opened the system, looked at the display on the system, and he was still below the city.

"Intruder detected! Deny! Welcome to your arrival! ”

"Are you an artificial intelligence?"

"Yes! Do you have any questions? ”

Looking at the screen in front of him, and the girl who was still chattering next to him·· No, it's not girls, it's a cold feeling coming from them... Robots?

"They, are they robots?"

"Of course, there is nothing wrong with implanting virtual personalities, but they are essentially robots."

"And who's the maker here?"

"My Creator..."

"Really..."

I really like this Nizi.,Even if it's separated.,But still miss that time? The young man felt a hint of heaviness and glanced at the robot in front of him, but found no sign of her.

"Love"

"The creator she has been..."

"Really..."

Although he had known about it for a long time, he was still a little uncomfortable after knowing it, and the young man shook his head gently, this place should be a replica of the previous laboratory, right? The young man looked at the laboratory in front of him and walked towards the room inside.

"Is this the test bed? Why can't I remember anything like this here? ”

"According to the memories of the creators, they made a weapon for you here..."

"A thousand changes..."

The young man looked at the test bench in front of him and looked around, although he had an impression of this place, but he had not been here since he built it.

"This bottle seems familiar, fusion liquid?"

"Retard, tell me, where is her bedroom?"

"Please go back to the previous hallway, there are two doors inside, one side is the bedroom, and the other side is the warehouse..."

"Really..."

The young man looked at the fusion liquid in his hand, although it was a little familiar, but he didn't need this kind of thing now, the young man walked out of the door quickly, and the moment the young man walked out, the artificial intelligence seemed to be suddenly stunned.

"Please take those bottles and cans with you, it's useless to stay here..."

"yes, then you're welcome..."

The young man waved his hand and put those bottles and cans into the warehouse, looking at the screen flying in front of him, it seemed that some snowflakes flashed just now, maybe it was his own illusion...

Walking through the simulated laboratory, probably because they knew the temper of the young man, they had stopped all the robots, but they still kept doing experiments.

"Is this the bedroom? If you stay here all year round, you're going crazy..."

"Who knows..."

"yes..."

The young man gently pushed open the door, and even on the bed, her body was not found, and the young man was a little curious, but then he saw the books on the side.

Some of these were redeemed by herself before, and some of them were handwritten by her? Diary?

"Diary? I'm a little embarrassed, but as a teacher... Gotta see..."

"According to the analysis, you should be violating the privacy of others!"

"Nonsense! How can a teacher look at a student and call it an invasion of privacy? What's more, she's no longer there! ”

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