Imperial Princess: Women are all my subordinates!

After the group of nanorobots came to Ayunas Ling's left hand, they immediately transformed into forms.

And after a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a pure black cloak appeared on Ayunas Ling,

Ayunas Ling turned her head and looked at Nanamiyin, who was sleeping soundly, drooling, and kicked off the quilt with her eyes full of tenderness and love.

"The matter of the pseudo-divine weapon has nothing to do with Nanami..."

"Then let them do whatever they like..."

"It's just that the leaders of the pseudo-god soldiers and those guys with the holy text..."

"They must die..."

"after all…"

"Those possessors of holy words, they will come to destroy our beautiful life in the future..."

After Ayunas Ling confirmed her idea, she pulled up her black robe, closed her eyes, and fell asleep on the chair...

……

So, in this case.

Nanami and the others can barely have a good rest tonight~

However, although Nanami is resting and sleeping well now, she has kicked the quilt under the bed.

But in other places, there are some people who cannot sleep at all because of certain things happening...

……

"Platinum" Central City.

Inside Ivankov’s Medical Research Laboratory…

At this moment, the night falls and the fireworks created by the nanobots stop.

After most of the people in "Platinum" entered hibernation again.

Just look at Ivankov now, he is in this medical research laboratory.

Moreover, the female assistant who assassinated him during the day was also brought to this research room by Ivankov at this moment.

However, because of the female assistant, she committed suicide by taking poison and was stopped by Ivankov.

This also resulted in the female assistant's life. Although Ivankov saved her life, the deadly poison also required her to take a good rest.

Therefore, in this situation, the female assistant is also tied to the hospital bed at the moment...

……

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

"All data was destroyed..."

"Nothing left for me at all..."

"Even for the sake of confidentiality, you actually chose to use paper documents as the way to record the data..."

In the research room, Ivankov used his computer to constantly search for information that the female assistant might have retained in the "Platinum" database.

It is a pity.

As Ivankov said, his female assistant, in order to maintain confidentiality, recorded all data in paper files.

Even in the video recording, the female assistant chose to conduct the experiment at home, thereby avoiding surveillance...

Therefore, after Ivankov's search in the database was hopeless, he chose to search for the experimental equipment that the female assistant had recently called.

Trying to make reverse inferences through the data of the experimental equipment to obtain the specific data of the artificial man.

But as Ivankov continued to search for records and read a large number of records, Ivankov found the name of the female assistant and the records of related equipment.

A very confused pixel expression suddenly appeared on Ivankov's black helmet...

(⊙x⊙;)

"What the hell are these..."

"The cradle of artificial organs, the cradle of pinched faces..."

"Um???"

"Why is there a bisexual organ cradle..."

Ivankov looked at the records displayed on the computer. He was very shocked because of his understanding of those equipments! And full of doubts!

As far as Ivankov knew, the equipment that the female assistant called and purchased were all used to pinch the face of the android and do certain things.

To put it simply.

According to the records of the equipment currently available, the female assistant, in Ivankov's eyes, created the artificial human.

It's more like customizing a paper man husband or paper man wife that is exclusive to her...

……

Therefore, when Ivankov looked at this scene, he also felt a headache, so he turned off the computer and came to the bedside of the female assistant.

"director…"

After the female assistant came to her bedside, she was tied to the hospital bed. She turned her head and looked at Ivankov with a tired face.

"So, I'm just a paper husband...why are you doing this..."

Ivankov looked at the tired look on the female assistant's face. When he knew that the female assistant needed to rest, he asked the female assistant in a soft voice.

"What are you doing now..."

"What on earth...am I doing..." the female assistant heard Ivankov's question. Even though her breathing was still steady but her body was weak, she tried her best to maintain her breath and asked Ivankov. .

"How long can I...ahem...how long can I live..."

"It depends on the situation..." When Ivankov heard this, he pulled a stool and sat next to the female assistant's bed.

"Although I have detoxified all the toxins in your body, your body cannot withstand the torture..."

"A large number of organ failures, and then...the artificial organs I made will not be delivered until seven o'clock tomorrow morning at the earliest, which is seven o'clock today..."

"You know, for a patient like you who didn't make an appointment in advance and is very anxious, at this speed, I can already give you face..."

As he spoke, Ivankov stretched out his hands and took off the black helmet on his head.

And after his traitorous appearance appeared, Ivankov looked at the female assistant with calm eyes.

"As for the one you care about, how long can you live..."

"Don't talk nonsense now, have a good sleep, your life will still be long..."

"But..." When the female assistant heard what Ivankov said, a gentle smile suddenly appeared on her tired face.

"Director...the reason why you saved me...isn't it just to know my...my secret..."

"So...don't you ask me now..."

"Can you tell me?" The corners of Ivankov's mouth curved upward slightly, and he looked at the female assistant with a joking smile.

"I owe it to you..." The gentle smile on the female assistant's face turned into a joking smile at this moment, and then she continued to speak to Ivankov.

"I blew you up once...and then you saved me...again..."

"Director...I owe you two lives..."

"So...for the sake of fairness that I insist on..."

"I'll tell you...I will..."

As she spoke, the female assistant looked in the direction of her right hand and signaled Ivankov to take her right hand out of the quilt.

In response, after Ivankov spread his hands, he raised his hands in the air, untied the restraints near the female assistant's right hand, and helped the female assistant take out her right hand...