The Great Demon King

Chapter 397
It seems that during the battle with the robot, Iron Man was deprived of the control authority of the nano armor. As the intelligent steward of the armor, he should have been defeated in the first place on Friday.

Tony didn't know if Friday was directly erased, or if he just lost contact with him, or if there was something wrong with the database and needed to go back and restart for repair.

In short, Friday, who has always been able to rely on top-level computing power and high-level intelligence to traverse the network, is born to be a top-level hacker. In comparison, although Tony injected himself with the Extremis virus, if he only relies on his hands, he will be able to do so in a short while. It is completely impossible to crack the core data of this robot directly here.

Besides, it's not certain whether this thing is a robot or not - after it's been dismantled, all the blood flowing in that place can smell the smell of blood.

Seeing that Tony was helpless, Qian Song couldn't help but frowned. Of course he could trust Iron Man's character, but in the current situation, it seems that he can't get first-hand information. If the organization takes it away, God knows what kind of moth will come out—Qian Song's intuition told himself that this thing is not simple, and it should be one of the important participants in this series of conspiracies.

Just when Qian Song was going to summon a clone and drag this biochemical robot into the ground to store it first, this ghost thing woke up by itself.

It was the two arms that woke up first, and these two arms fumbled around up, down, left, and right, and soon found the chest cavity and a thigh scattered on the side.

The place that was touched was quickly activated, especially the red indicator light on the chest that resembled Ultraman, which flickered rapidly after being activated.

Arcs were emitted from the indicator light, and quickly hit the scattered limbs and fragments. These body parts were quickly attracted by the electromagnetic force, flew towards the chest cavity, and grew together again.

Except for the head.

Because its head was stepped on by Qian Song's foot, it couldn't fly.

"Tsk tsk...it's quite durable." Qian Song stepped on the head of this biochemical robot, squatted down, and found that this thing has no facial features at all, let alone expressions, nothing at all, and looked lonely.

"Hey, is your core...in your head or in your chest?" Qian Song asked as he tapped the iron skull under his feet.

No answer.

"Could it be that the sound system is broken?" Qian Song teased.

The other party ignored Qian Song, and since he couldn't free his head, he could move over with his body.

Looking at the headless body that was walking steadily, Qian Song signaled Sol and the others not to be impulsive with his eyes, then watched the headless body get down, put his neck into Qian Song's feet, and with a forceful push, it was close to the head. glued together.

Then, it put its hands on the ground and tried to get up.

In the end, that head was still firmly stepped on Qian Song's feet, completely motionless.

Like a duck whose head is stepped on by an elephant, no matter how much it flops, it's useless.

In fact, it's not that this biochemical robot is weak, nor is it that Qian Song's single clone is too powerful, it's just that he used a little blindfold.

The biochemical robot couldn't get up. It seemed that it was stepped on by Qian Song's clone, but it was actually being dragged by the clones underground.

Because half of its head has been stepped into the soil, no one else, including the biochemical robot itself, knows that more than 3 leech-like suction cups have been sucked on the face of the soil, and these suction cups are connected to more than [-] A purple potato avatar, it will be a ghost if it can get up.

Qian Song let the biochemical robot struggle for a long time, until it realized that everything was futile and gradually calmed down, Qian Song patted its back with a smile and asked, "Now, can we talk properly?" ?”

The biochemical robot still didn't speak, the red light on its chest slowly turned into a green light, and it could be clearly felt that its power had suddenly increased a lot.

Qian Song couldn't help raising his eyebrows. It seems that the indicator light on this guy's chest indicates the energy level in his body.

After being "killed" once, it needs time to recover its strength, and now it refuses to communicate, probably because it wants to delay time.

After all, if you don't say anything, you can live a little longer, because the other party is eager to obtain information;

But if he confessed everything and confessed everything, he would really die again.

"I guess you are not afraid of pain." Qian Song broke the arm of the biochemical robot, firstly to test, and secondly to warn the other party, even if your strength has doubled, you are still as fragile as a dead branch in front of me.

Qian Song let go of the other's broken arm, and continued: "Since you are not afraid of pain, I guess you won't even open your mouth if you use any severe torture."

Sure enough, as soon as Qian Song let go, the robot's arm, which was folded into an acute angle by the anti-joint, immediately recovered.

"In that case, it's time to play a high-end game." Qian Song said: "Isn't it that an existence like you is very proud of its own body structure? Such an exquisite structure, at least compared to all kinds of ordinary human beings and the universe. As far as civilization is concerned, it is perfect enough.

Since it is so perfect, it would be a pity to have no offspring... So, have you ever been pregnant? "

Qian Song's question stunned the struggling robot for a moment—Qian Song's thinking jumped too fast, and the robot couldn't analyze Qian Song's intentions for a while.

It's so ridiculous.

What is "have you ever been pregnant"?With my own appearance, it doesn't look like I can reproduce, does it?
Only low life needs to rely on heredity and reproduction to achieve the continuation of the race. A perfect existence like myself has already realized the eternity of life.

This is called the highest level of self-actualization, the long river of the multiverse, there is plenty of time...

"Zizi~"

The indicator light on the robot's chest changed from green to blue, and apparently, the energy level has increased again, and its strength has recovered by 40%.

It made up its mind to pretend to be deaf and dumb, pretending to be a grandson, until its strength is fully recovered.

This time, it won't be careless anymore, and it will definitely activate its shield to prevent those three damned envoys from attacking it again.

Huh?Why am I so afraid of those three little things?

What's so scary about them?

Uh... how did they beat me and cut me up before?
Why... I can't remember?
I seem to have forgotten something very important, what is it?

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Qian Song saw that this guy was really stubborn, so he didn't waste everyone's time. Hu Qingqing was still waiting for him not far away.

He squinted his eyes, and was just about to use the "Conception Technique", when he suddenly saw a fat orange figure swaying in the distance.

As soon as the little orange fat boy saw Qian Song, he quickened his pace and kept meowing at him.

Qian Song: "???"

Why did my big orange come here?

Yes, he won't admit it wrong, this is the orange cat he raised, because the pattern on its forehead is very special, like a swirl, and the purple bell on its neck is also in the shape of a purple potato, which was specially given to it by Qian Song Made to order.

But, here...it's clearly on an island reef, did this big orange come by swimming?
It is more than 30 nautical miles from the coastline of New York. What kind of cat can swim so far?What's more, this big orange is so fat that Qian Song was worried that it would have hyperlipidemia.

　Thanks to the book friend [Xingjian Tianxia] for the reward of 100 points.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)