The World is Sick

"Yorha's uniforms usually have a heat dissipation function, but the lower body heats up during battle..."

"Although you all had good intentions and changed her clothes, you didn't consider the problem of heat dissipation. Therefore, it is normal for this to happen under full power operation..."

Scanning No. 21 glanced at it briefly, and then stated the specific reason clearly.

Kevin's expression fluctuated, and his mood was extremely complicated, but he still kept his expression taut, and hurried back to the room to retrieve the special heat dissipation uniform for 2B, ready to put it on.

(Someone: Who is the designer!? Bring me... pasta to the friendly army!)

(Yoko Ichiro: Meow meow?)

After such an oolong, the comparison of combat effectiveness was naturally impossible, so Kevin had to calm down, thinking about how to deal with police interrogation, and previewing the problems that would arise at the expo tomorrow.

While Kevin was considering the details, darkness and evil were brewing in the streets of Los Angeles.

In the alley outside the bar, dozens of bosozoku were lying on the ground, and the muscular, blond man with clean body in the center twisted his neck and took the clothes from the bosozoku with a fit physique.

On the abandoned garbage dump, a male policeman who came to patrol was stripped and thrown aside after his cervical vertebra was twisted.

The silver-colored face of the thing that put the costume on itself twisted for a while, and gradually blended into an appearance that was exactly the same as that of the deceased.

Somewhere in Hollywood, on a shattered billboard with a giant screen, a stunner star with a hot body and blonde curly hair "comes out of the oven".

"Mission objective reaffirmed: 1. Kill Sarah Connor, the mother of new humans, and stop the lunar plan..."

"2. Delete the core data of the White Queen and wipe out the rebel Yoroha troops..."

"3. Facilitate the third agreement, collect evolutionary factors..."

"4. Establish an information anchor point, wait for the troops to assemble, and execute the Judgment Day operation..."

The three terminators who have each stepped out of their birthplaces have red lights flashing in each other's eyes. The core network of information exchange has once again clarified the mission.

At the same time, either in the shopping mall, or in the subway, or indoors... Several "human beings" with different appearances and slightly stiff manners stood upright for a while, the red light in their eyes faded, and they mixed into the crowd again.

At Los Angeles Airport, a tall woman with brown hair and brown eyes, wearing a black low-cut top and light blue hot pants, glanced at the source of the signal, and opened the door of a car with closed windows.

The woman entered the back seat, took off her expensive pearl white Prada sandals, and lowered her head to rub her ankles that had suffered all the way.

"You are 5 minutes later than the agreed time...Natasha..."

The shiny bald head with a blindfold on the driver's seat whispered slowly, and the deep voice seemed a little dissatisfied.

"Listen, Nick... I'd still be on vacation with Target in Hawaii if it wasn't for your goddamn temporary assignment!"

"Do you know how much I love that place? My vacation was ruined! Hope it won't be so sudden next time!"

The brown-haired female agent snorted coldly without looking up, skillfully pulled out the hidden box from under the car seat, and took away the complete set of ID documents, sealed documents, new clothes, etc. inside.

Nick wanted to emphasize the discipline of the team, but when his eyes touched the front rearview mirror, his eyes wandered. He turned on the radio, played music, stepped on the accelerator with his right foot, and started the car silently.

The hot "Black Widow" behind the car seat is taking off her coat and changing clothes, the scene is evocative.

"Remember your mission: first, continue to attract and contact Tony Stark, it is best to obtain the mass production technology of the MK armor..."

"Second, investigate the cause of the three abnormally strong electromagnetic disturbances in Los Angeles..."

"Third, in this expo, the business community, the military, and the political circle all participated, and obtained information from it, and learned about their respective purposes for this trip..."

"Especially pay attention to William Stryker's group... these crazy people are always unstable..."

"In short, don't let this fair cause any trouble!"

Nick Fury, director of S.H.I.E.L.D., who was in charge of driving, stopped halfway to avoid exposure and signaled the black widow Natasha to go down. Before leaving, he reiterated the mission content again.

Natasha pulled her curly brown hair out of her collar, and listened casually on the surface, but she was actually very careful. It was definitely not easy for this guy to go out in person.

However, when Nick was about to step on the accelerator to leave, the female agent pressed one hand on the roof of the car and knocked on the glass with the other. Her extremely friendly smile was irresistible.

"Why, is there something you don't understand?"

Nick rolled down the car window and whispered in the dark, with a vigilant and cautious look on his face.

Natasha smiled and stretched out her palm to the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. with a faint tone.

"Wallet! Let me go all the way, you have to pay the taxi fare?"

The corner of Nick's mouth twitched slightly, allowing Natasha to take her wallet from his arms, and watched the woman pull out all the "Franklins" from it.

Heh, she really deserves to be a Black Widow. Even if she is recruited to S.H.I.E.L.D., this kind of woman is definitely used to taking advantage of her, and doesn't like to be at a disadvantage.

"Natasha, don't screw this up!"

Nick, who had some inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, before leaving, gave the last word to this capable man again.

However, he didn't get a clear response from Natasha, and he could only see the chic gesture of the woman waving goodbye to him with her back to him.

Where should I start?

On the way, Natasha, who had already recorded the information in her mind and completed the destruction task, frowned slightly, thinking carefully about the steps of the action.

First of all, she eliminated the rebellious and difficult Tony Stark. SHIELD's infiltration and cooperation with Stark Industries has a long history.

And it's not that he hasn't run into trouble in Tony's hands before, so it's really boring to get close to that arrogant guy.

Secondly, the various forces whose situation is unknown will inevitably contact prematurely.

And her keen professional sense told her that the three recent strong electromagnetic disturbances in Los Angeles, as well as the frequent bombings and shootings, seem to have an inevitable connection.

So, the latest explosion was at a... a residential building?

Natasha reviewed the information carefully, her eyes flickered, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

ps: Well, Marvel is here.

Chapter 237 Chapter 220

The night was dark, and after Kevin arranged Jinzhen and her boyfriend in secret, Yuriko Takashiro mobilized a lot of connections, and finally suppressed the disappearance of Sarah Connor secretly.

After finishing the work, the commander can finally return to the Poison Island dojo and continue to be a salted fish and play lurking.

Accompanied by the activation of the light green ball in the hand, Hatsune Miku, who had been bored for a day, immediately jumped on top of Kevin's head and made a serious protest.

"Where's the music? Where's my new album? Where's my body blueprint? Where's my full set of skins? Never trust you again, liar!"

While speaking, the pair of small mechanical wings on Hatsune Miku's head kept flapping on Kevin's forehead.

The commander pulled the AI ​​from its head, carried her to a room with open windows, smiled and pointed to the figure leaning on the window sill to watch the scenery.

"Artificial human texture skin, 100% restored...alloy skeleton, with both flexibility and strength..."

"The perfect bionic organ, which can simulate human-like behaviors including bleeding and ejaculation..."

"The external optical camouflage and auxiliary combat robots are enough to allow you to download thousands of skins..."

"So, are you satisfied? Your Royal Highness?"

After listening to Kevin's statement, the light green sphere shook back and forth, and then impatiently flew to 2B who was sitting by the window, ready to take a closer look.

However, Hatsune Miku's little wings were grabbed by someone behind him.

"If you want, do a few things for me first..."

"1. Invade their memory data and copy the information inside..."

"2. Determine the operation of their core programs and the degree of restriction of Asimov's three laws..."

"3. Find a way to leave me a secret door, and finally issue a few mandatory orders..."

"After these things are done, I will let the research laboratory in Surrey start the creation of bionic mechanical bodies based on the data you collected..."

"How about making sure you have a set for each vest?"

The faint whisper in the ear made Hatsune Miku, who longed for the flesh, agree without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, the light green Haro flapped its wings, slipped into the window lightly, and hovered quietly in front of 2B. Its electronic eyes flashed, and it stared at the member of Yoroha's troop.

Kevin, who was watching from a distance, could even see the flowing data waterfall from 2B's eyes.

However, in just a few 10 minutes, Hatsune Miku, who had finished her work, came to Kevin's side, but she gave someone a contemptuous look with the look of looking at "garbage".

"Master, you have to use them, but also guard against them..."

"Your heart is really dark..."

In the process of replicating the information, Hatsune Miku naturally understood the whole story, so he mocked Kevin's suspicion.

Kevin didn't take it seriously. Cautiousness has always been his character, and the fact that he can live to this day, which is even somewhat unreasonable, is an indispensable factor.

"First, the memory is fine, you can use it with confidence..."

"Second, the core of this group of silly children is endowed with a strong emotion of [embracing and loving humans]. Basically, as long as they do not violate their core mission, these dolls will prioritize protecting the safety of humans..."

"Third, things like secret doors are too wicked, I refuse, and the self-contained thinking program inside is not easy to penetrate..."

Hatsune Miku responded angrily to the concerns of the unscrupulous manager, but insisted on his bottom line.

And the record of human extinction made this little thing who deliberately made troubles feel a little gloating in his tone.

Kevin nodded slightly, and most of the doubts in his heart were eliminated.

However, when the commander picked up the ball and left satisfied, the air was twisted behind the original "tree" in the courtyard, and the scanning model 21 walked over with an inexplicable expression.

"Embrace human beings? How sad..."

"A2, everything depends on you..."

The faint sigh disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed.

The next day, dawn.

Kevin, who no longer needed to hide his identity, got into Yuriko Takashiro's car with Ada, who had been very honest recently, and headed to the venue to find out. 2B pretended to be an ordinary person and followed them.

This exposition is probably because only internal personnel are allowed to participate, so the place is close to the South Coast Botanical Garden, and there are relatively few people.

At the same time, the east side is close to Long Beach Airport and Los Alamitos Naval Air Station, which is convenient for participants to come.

Kevin handed over the invitation and was allowed to go through three strict checks.

Stepping into the hall, there are many new faces inside. There are business and political elites in suits and leather shoes chatting with each other, and there are also military representatives wearing military caps and military uniforms.

Before Kevin could take a closer look, a person in front of him noticed his presence and warmly embraced him to say hello.

"Mayor Warren?"