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Chapter 91 Car owners [12 more]

Turing shook his head, thinking what was wrong with him, and pushed the car and battery car into the basement.

The basement space is relatively large, and it is no problem to install a small motorcycle and parts trolley.

After Turing settled down, he didn't immediately start to check what was going on with the device behind the butt of the little sheep. Instead, he sat by the experimental bench and thought about it quietly.

Since waking up today, his mind seems to be a little abnormal.

To be precise, since the carbon transformation was completed yesterday, his mind has been a little abnormal.

Starting with the scratched mirror in the toilet...

Turing looked up and looked at the full-length mirror in the basement.

There are also some fine scratches on this mirror. When Turing saw those scratches, Turing instinctively felt uncomfortable and wanted to smooth them out.

And when he stepped on fox excrement this morning, the first thing that came to his mind was not to clean up the sole of the shoe quickly, but to step on it with the other foot, so that both feet felt comfortable...

And the most frightening thing was that in the motorcycle shop just now, this situation seemed to have become so serious that he didn't even notice it.

Thinking back to what he had just done in the Gale Gang resident, Turing glanced at the little sheep beside him in shame.

Especially the two rearview mirrors that he removed for Little Sheep.

"I'm numb..."

Turing wiped his face.

He is basically sure that this is the "eccentricity" brought about by carbon transformation.

"Kan said that it will not be resolved until sublimation... Forget it, it's not a particularly serious matter."

Rubbing his curly hair, Turing took a few deep breaths to calm himself down temporarily.

First, let's see what kind of moth is in the ass of this little sheep.

Turing opened his phantom limb, first inspected the entire battery car, including the device behind the battery car's butt, and then quickly removed the device.

This is a device that is close to a rectangular box, and the appearance looks a little rough, with parts and wires exposed to the air.

Also because there is no case, the whole part is covered with all kinds of dust and stains.

Turing manipulated the phantom limb, briefly cleaned the dust on the surface, and then quickly disassembled it.

In a cloud of flying dust, Turing dismantled half of it and stopped.

[Unknown technology 34%]

"It turned out to be broken already."

It seems that the routine of "I pick up the leaks among the broken ones" will not appear on me for the time being.

Throwing this piece of "unknown technology" to the corner next to the display case, Turing began to renovate the little sheep.

The first is to disassemble and assemble it all to fully understand the internal structure.

With the help of dazzled phantom limbs, this step only took 5 minutes.

Then came the replacement parts.

Since it is only a means of transportation, Turing has no plans to change this car into a sports car motorcycle with performance that can directly catch up with Kawasaki small motors, change the internal aging parts, and become a very pure mechanic.

This step is done, it only took 3 minutes.

The little sheep that was yellow in excrement before has taken on a new look at this moment, and has become a cleaner and cleaner shell.

Shit yellow lamb.

Looking at the brand-new electric motorcycle, especially on the issue of symmetry, Turing used his phantom limb to straighten the new rearview mirror on the left, expressing his satisfaction.

Then, Turing used the method Tommy taught him just now to test whether it could work normally, and it was naturally no problem.

It is quite simple to refurbish a little sheep with a phantom limb that can almost be used as a universal machine tool.

Next is the main event.

Turing planted a daughter seed inside the fuselage of the lamb.

During the renovation, Turing specially modified some openings so that the phantom limbs could come out of the little sheep.

Re-fasten the shell of the little sheep, and after the seam is tight, Turing controls the sub-body to emerge from the opening of the shell and slowly wind around the entire electric motorcycle.

This step is to ensure that the scooter can be wrapped in phantom limbs to form a camouflage, so that Turing can also use it when he is active as a gray fox.

clack clack...

When this thing was halfway through, it got stuck.

The little sheep ran out of electricity, and the phantom limbs lost their energy source, and soon withered directly.

"Energy is a big problem... If Turing's car can't become Gray Fox's car, the existence of this car is a bit tasteless."

Turing shook his head and had to think of a way.

Is the famous gray fox going to ride a little sheep to stop two kilometers away from the assassination target, rush to finish killing people, and then come back to find his little sheep and ride home?
Scanning the various mechanical bodies in the room, the mechanical arm, the Saikefa robot, and the executioner's power furnace...

Turing narrowed his eyes.

After 10 minutes, the Saikefa robot contributed 6 technology points to Turing, and several useless or existing technologies except for the energy core.

When I first got this robot, the phantom limbs couldn't be dismantled, and I gradually forgot about it later, and now it's time to make up for the technical value and technology.

So Turing disassembled and researched the energy core of the Sekfa robot, and stuffed it into the little sheep.

In fact, he wanted to directly insert the Executioner Power Furnace.But it would be a bit funny to think that it would be detected by some means.

After disassembling, adapting and connecting, Turing tested it, and the small motor of the little sheep was directly broken on the spot due to the strong power.

"Cough cough..."

With a wave of his hand, Turing patted away the black smoke, and directly planted multiple offspring for assistance and repair, as well as some corresponding transformations.

In the end, looking at the little sheep running the Secfar energy core at full speed during the test, Turing nodded in satisfaction.

It took three hours to plant multiple daughters in the lamb, and it was finally all right.

Would it be a little unnecessary?
Looking at the "masterpiece" in front of him, Turing touched his chin and denied the thought in his mind.

No matter what car you buy, you will have to do these things after all, and the little sheep will make do with it first.Unless I give the fox an injection of decarburized stock solution in the future and let the fox turn into a motorcycle for me to ride...

The fox who was dozing in the backyard couldn't help but tremble again, raising his head vigilantly and scanning his surroundings.

There is no problem with energy, and the next step is to disguise.

With an instant thought, Turing manipulated the phantom limbs inside the little sheep to spread out and began to slowly wrap the entire body.

In fact, the overall shell does not need to be so tight, it can be cut apart, and a new large keel can be built with the daughter body, and all the parts and power inside can be connected in series. .

Then there is the tire, the sub-body is directly separated to the smallest, and a large grid is constructed.

Next comes the armor covering of the phantom.

Simulated faucet.

Then lock the inner lamb body.

The mechanical tentacles danced, wrapped, and constructed.

In the end, a large locomotive with two-thirds of Turing's height appeared before Turing's eyes.

Sit up and twist the faucet, Turing walked down satisfied.

"Well...it's not very symmetrical here."

Seeing that the faucet of the motorcycle was not right, Turing thought of the C-position motorcycle in the flagship store of the Storm Gang, and let the phantom limb arch a pair of goat horns at the faucet, and protrude a faint sheep bone shape.

"Now, I finally don't need to take Didi all the time."

Patted the heavy locomotive armed with phantom limbs, a burst of mechanical disassembly and reorganization like a Transformer, the outer shell of a little sheep was closed by the collapsed inner metal tentacles, and it became an ordinary shit yellow battery car again.

Pushing the battery car onto the street, Turing collapsed, and a sense of satisfaction arose spontaneously.

Now, I am also a car owner.

Although the appearance of the shit yellow model is not very good, Turing, who has only ridden a bicycle since he was a child, drove for the first time. After the initial small bumps, he hit the road with a sense of freshness.

With the breeze blowing and listening to the hissing sound of the little sheep, Turing slowed down and enjoyed the comfort of driving for the first time.

The houses on both sides retreated slowly, and the road spread infinitely. Turing turned his head and saw the owner of the windbang locomotive standing at the door smoking an electronic cigarette, and waved to him with a smile.

The latter was stunned for a moment, and only then did he recognize the obsessive-compulsive disorder patient who was giggling in the middle of the road, and the little broken car sitting under his buttocks?
How long is this?You just finished the renovation and hit the road?
Under Tommy's wide-eyed surprise, Turing disappeared at the end of the road.

Looking at the current time, it was just after twelve o'clock at noon. Turing, who was in a good mood, was going to go for a walk first, then go to the city center to have lunch, and then leisurely buy some parts by himself, and put the impact-resistant lining of the whole body. Build it.

Finally, in tonight's operation, various new technologies during this period will be tested accordingly.

Thinking in his mind, Turing looked at the white dotted line of the two-way street on the road, then looked at the driving position of his vehicle to the right, frowned suddenly, turned the faucet and pressed it on the dotted line in the center, feeling comfortable in his heart. (do not imitate)

After turning a few turns, Turing, who was driving, gradually drove to the suburbs.

Just as the wind was blowing and he was about to turn around and get down to business, there was a loud rumbling sound in his ear.

Two heavy locomotives flashed by Turing's side. The two men in punk leather jackets in front turned their heads and slowed down to the leading position. The man on the left stretched out a hand to Turing. Thumbs up.

Then slowly down.

Turing suddenly narrowed his eyes.

The energy core of Sekfa was running crazily. Under the amazed eyes of the two, they saw a wave of air exploded behind the rear of the shit-yellow sheep, passing by like a jet plane. The blowing made the two of them unable to open their eyes, so they could only step on the brakes and stop on the side of the road.

When he opened his eyes again, the little sheep had turned into a small dot in the field of vision and gradually disappeared.

The two stared wide-eyed and looked at each other in disbelief.

Our modified car was changed to a dog?
It can't even run a battery car! ?
With the strong wind blowing, the people around Turing became less and less. The high-speed running sheep rushed to a high ground and rushed into the uninhabited woods in the outskirts. The pitch-black shadow, the dragon's head turned and stopped at the end of the high place in the dense forest.

This is a cliff of a low mountain, and if you walk a little further there, you will reach other cities in Yezhou.

Turing stepped out of the car, patted the tall phantom motorcycle beside him, and committed a naming addiction again.

"Little sheep with yellow poop...it doesn't sound good."

"From now on, you will be called - Black Goat!"

After patting the horns of the exoskeleton locomotive and returning to normal state, Turing rode the little sheep towards the city.

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Yezhou nine subjects.

In the huge square, two small building-like gateposts constitute a huge gate of science and technology.The interior is a tall building complex with a rectangular shape and a beveled roof.

Luo Wang's limousine stopped outside the gate of Jiuke, and the fat man walked out of the back seat in a suit and leather shoes, ordered the bodyguards to stay in the car, and walked into Jiuke Square with his breasts and belly raised.

Walking into a building, he turned around and came to an open office. Luo Wang lightly tapped on the wall beside him.

"coming?"

A middle-aged man with gray temples looked towards the door and motioned for Luo Wang to come in.

The translucent automatic single door was blocked behind Luo Wang, and he respectfully walked up to the middle-aged man and sat down.

After exchanging pleasantries, he handed over a USB flash drive.

"CEO Liang, this is the list of peripheral mercenaries participating in tonight's siege operation."

CEO Liang took the USB flash drive, inserted it into the computer, and glanced at the contents inside.

"I see. If everything goes well tonight, at most next week, you will be the deputy chief executive of the peripheral group."

"Seize this opportunity well. If you really entered the interior of the Nine Divisions, your previous affairs will naturally be nothing."

"understand!"

Luo Wang bowed, took his leave and left the office quickly, with an excited expression.

Originally, things like data can be transmitted through the internal encrypted channel.However, he, Luo Wang, came to deliver the report in person, which also showed his respect for his boss.

To put it bluntly, you just have to lick it.

Watching Luo Wang, who was in a good mood, leave the office, the smiling CEO gradually faded his smile, and lightly pressed a string of keyless passwords on the side of the mechanical table, and the entire office was instantly blocked.

He took out a pitch-black terminal, removed a component from the back and put it in his ear, he said:

"My subordinates have sent over the final list of mercenaries, together with the briefing and list of the previous nine subjects, they will be sent to you immediately."

"Heh, there is nothing wrong with my intelligence, it is your people who are not up to date."

"This is impossible. The Ninth Section has already conducted a self-inspection. The Hunting Section is watching. The supervisor of the Crime Policy Bureau is in the room above my head. It is impossible for me to give you any more cover."

"Anyway, this is the last time we will work together, Bald Eagle."

call ended.

In the pitch-black compartment, the bald eagle let go of its fingers behind its ears.

This is a Tektronix with a high degree of mechanization. The cumbersome white helmet protrudes from the bottom with a tube of metal parts, like an eagle's beak.The black body and head form a sharp contrast.

He reached out and plugged a terminal into his arm, pulled it out after waiting for the transmission to complete, and threw it to the black shadow not far in front of him.

"This is the list, as well as the task briefing of the entire Nine Divisions, to be sent to others."

"What about the Executioner's Power Furnace?" Sombra's voice didn't sound like a processed human voice, but rather a cold and unpleasant synthetic voice.

"It doesn't matter anymore, but it's impossible for me to take the blame."

"With this information, the Nine Divisions can be dragged down by tricks."

"After that, I'm going to find out who took my stuff!"

　The main line of the past two days has been pushed slowly, mainly because I need to find the rhythm again, everyone forgive me!
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