After Becoming a Little |

Doraemon raised his left hand and moved it up and down: "He called the F phone in the middle of the night that time, and he summoned all the nurses and doctors who were taking care of him."

"So you found a pervert as a benchmark for humans?"

"But you boys obviously only secrete a little liquid, but the chain reaction can drop from 88 to 75. You know, even if there is a car accident, he only dropped from 100 to 88, so it's better than being hit by a car. Still consume a lot?"

"...I don't know, but I suddenly felt that your appraiser seems to have something, and it suddenly became reasonable." Kumamoto's wild tone was quite subtle: "It seems that the promotion of rebooting bro is really good. Not without reason."

"Ok?"

"No, nothing."

"Speaking of which, I have one more thing to do this time, and that is to find the tyrant who has become the No. Meng found a photo of the back of the tyrant in the black robe on the tablet, and it was captured quite handsomely as always: "If it is, then her personal body data should help me test the upper limit of identification.

Kumamon wildly recalled the brain-dead Alia, the little white flower Ai Xiaobaihua, and the cold black-robed tyrant. He couldn't figure out which one was the real her.

"Is this test useful for people with schizophrenia?"

"Schizophrenia shouldn't affect the body data, right?" Doraemon was at a loss: "But theoretically there will be changes."

"Then I don't want it anymore." Kumamon shook his head wildly: "I accept the things, and now I will take you to the airport."

"Don't!" Doraemon twisted his body like a rolling cat: "Let's go and actually test it! This thing!"

"How to test?"

"It's very simple. I brought 5 bottles of type 7 identification reagents. Type 8 is under development. The main reason is that there is no control group, so I can't characterize the value after the test... Forget it, you don't know what to say about this." Understand."

Doraemon said, brought the machine over, and pointed to the button: "Aim at the target, spray this bottle of identification agent in the form of a spray, and then the machine will absorb the spray after the reaction, and rise to the next level in this grid. The analysis starts after the third grid, the more grids there are, the more complete the data.”

"What if I want to search in a large area?"

"Then use a helicopter to spread the identification agent in a large area. It's not expensive anyway, and the cost of a bottle is only more than 2000 U.S. dollars."

Kumamon took off his headgear wildly: "If you wear something like a puppet costume, it won't work, right?"

"Yes, but it will take time. The thinner the clothes, the faster it will be. But on the other hand, if you can detect it in a puppet costume, then you are really strong." Doraemon also took off the hood, The English-style royal sister's appearance with dark circles under her eyes looks a bit like Isabelle Adjani at a glance.

In France, Isabelle is even more famous than the French rose Sophie Marceau. In the 80s, the entire film world was dominated by her, and she even won the Caesar Award several times. She is truly the number one beauty in France.

In fact, Doraemon and Isabel Adjani played the same crazy Anna in "Infatuation". She is a lunatic in a sense, and this lunatic is still a genius. Characters at the protagonist level who are wild and lustful dare not provoke her easily.

There is an agreement within Alchemy Star, which is an agreement for geniuses to restrain each other. After all, a gathering place of geniuses that can propel Bluestar technology soaring forward for 20 years when it explodes, can easily turn Bluestar into a group of geniuses if it is destroyed. It's a mess - those who need to sign this agreement are some very dangerous geniuses who have no powerful background. This kind of genius has no constraints behind them, and can only rely on each other to check each other.

So even the crazy Des Moines never thought of attacking these people after the collapse of the Holy Cross. After all, to move one is to move all of them in a sense. Seeing that it was about to be dried and used as a sand sculpture on the beach, but if it really wanted to fight back, let alone the Holy Cross, even the Holy Cross plus would have to suffer severely.

According to the agreement, Roentgen could not leave Britain without an application to the Alchemy Star Joint Council.

If she wants to leave, she needs to be accompanied by at least one person authorized by the Joint Council to prevent this lunatic from doing anything... As for why she is a lunatic, the khaki man let go of his consciousness and touched his left arm. The scar on it seemed to be still there. Reminding him to be careful with this woman in front of him.

After all, this is an existence as arrogant as the original Newton, and also as lonely as him...

The khaki color wildly licked Roentgen, and after waiting for 3 minutes, he looked at the value [1173] that popped up on the value, with a somewhat puzzled expression on his expression.

"What does this mean?" He pointed to the classified numbers: "Can you hit 11.73 hunks?"

"No, look at this reading. My body's benchmark data is 70, but the sum of heterogeneous operation values ​​is as much as 1103... These are things I haven't been able to analyze, maybe it's intellectual charm or something... No Way, I'm just that good."

Doraemon girl is very proud that her running score exceeds 99% of the players in the world.

The khaki-colored Wild Fang changed the appraiser, thought for a while, and smacked at a passing young lady carrying a demon sword.

Yao Dao Ji looked at him inexplicably, and immediately wanted to draw the sword, but was held down by Erye Daluoli who was next to her.

Loli Erye frowned slightly: "Sir, what are you doing?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The khaki man who had nothing to do with Yu Cixin scratched his head and kept apologizing. Kumamon's doll costume paired with the Doraemon girl who was also wearing a doll costume next to him, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it. They are people who come out to do things, more like the kind of tourists who accidentally get someone else while playing around.

Doraemon made a gesture and said a few words in English with a strong British accent. Generally speaking, speaking English to people in this book is a death-level attack—they won’t want to answer, then It will be hell.

But Loli Erye speaks English with a New York accent very fluently, which probably means to ask them to be careful when they are playing around.

This period of time was enough for the appraiser to produce data, and Khaki Wild put the appraiser in front of Doraemon, who slowly widened his eyes with disbelief on his face.

[986], with a heterogeneous calculation score of 600, and a body benchmark value of 386, which is terribly powerful, directly hitting the red line.

"???" Doraemon snatched the appraisal instrument and patted it vigorously, trying to use this maintenance method to restore the machine to normal.

"It's impossible!" She said, subconsciously raised her head to look at Yaodao Ji, and didn't understand why any girl who came to Manzhan had such a high score.

Wake up!You are cosplayers!Cosplayer!You are not real characters!

Yaodao Ji looked at her body, the sprayed liquid was in the form of water mist, so there was no obvious stain on it, so she didn't care about anything, and was about to leave to find the Xuanpao Tyrant... No, to find the 'by Xuanpao Tyrant' Ai Xiaobai, who guarded', went away.

But as soon as they turned around, Doraemon girl raised her hand to change a tube of identification agent, and sprayed it on Loli Erye.

"Zi——"

Loli Erye stopped in her footsteps and turned back slowly, her expression became a little serious: "What are you trying to do? Miss, my patience has a limit!"

Doraemon leaned down and hugged her directly, holding her in her arms under the astonished eyes of the latter, and then turned the instrument around her body: "This is a combat power detector, let's take a look How much is your combat power!"

The blue veins on Erye Daluoli's forehead were bursting, if it wasn't for the comic show here, she really thought she had encountered a mad scientist doing random experiments.

Are kids nowadays so rude?

Resisting the urge to make a move, Erye Daluoli with a cold snort quickly left with Yaodaoji.

She was afraid that if she stayed here for a while, she couldn't help but teach this annoying little girl - and for some reason, when facing that Kumamon, she couldn't help but feel palpitations.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party didn't have any malicious intentions, she might really have confronted him with a knife in her hand...

Finally, looking back at Kumamon who was standing there without moving, Loli Erye shook her head and joined the crowd with Demon Sword Girl.

And Doraemon Girl is about to go crazy: "This! No! Science! Learn—ahhhhhh!"

[1526], heterogeneous calculation score 1016, body benchmark value 510.

Even stronger than the previous Demon Sword Girl, and has crossed a certain calculation threshold.

The khaki man rubbed his chin thoughtfully, just about to tell her that these two are not ordinary people.

Two of the senior executives trained by Gao Tianyuan are A-level, and one is an old-fashioned high-level executive at the pinnacle of A-level. It is normal for such a person to have such data. In a sense, this machine is really a little Useful.

But before he had time to speak, Doraemon, who was about to collapse, had already put on a new identification agent, and was walking around trying to find the next target.

She doesn't believe that there is a problem with her own machine, but she doesn't believe that anyone caught here is that kind of monster. You must know that she has done more than 700 data collections and thousands of control sample analyzes before this, and there has never been one. This is a situation where passers-by can score soaring.

Doraemon girl finally set her eyes on the trembling yellow object in the corner, trotted over, grabbed it with her hands and pulled it out, only to find that it was a Pikachu's tail, and the one wearing a Pikachu puppet costume should be a girl, There was a cry of 'acridine! ' whispered.

Khaki's eyes widened wildly, his pupils contracted like needles, and he raised his hand in a gesture of restraint: "Don't do anything! Let her go!"

Doraemon girl turned her head and looked at him angrily: "Am I the kind of person who does things casually? I just want to do a test and see if the data is normal through the puppet suit."

Through the thick puppet suit, it is impossible to collect too complete pheromone feedback, so it will not soar this time, right?

Thinking so, she squirted at the innocent Pikachu - and the machine in her hand started vibrating wildly.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

The amplitude of the vibration even surpassed some kind of small toy. She looked down in astonishment, and all the scores and budgets on the screen began to pull up as if they had taken medicine. As a result, the machine was so high that it couldn't stop because it soared too fast.

Pikachu looked at the data with her head to head curiously, then pointed to the flashing [9999] value, and asked suspiciously: "What is this?"

Doraemon girl opened her mouth, her voice sounded like she was in a dream: "...the data is wrong."

"So how can we see the correct data?"

"One-click forced calculation, in fact, I have left a space for one digit later."

As she spoke, she pressed the red button next to the machine, and the next second——

"Boom—"

"..."

PS: continue tomorrow

第544节 0541-剧本？想太多（7月推荐5/5

Pikachu is cute.

Yellow color, big eyes, round body.

If it weren't for the fact that Doraemon girl was so cold that she seemed to be falling into the abyss, she would definitely choose to reach out her round hand to touch the other party.

But she couldn't do it—just like Sherlock Holmes couldn't make any progress in the case of killing the target [-] miles away, she fell into the great confusion of life at this moment.

The machine is malfunctioning, she can accept it.

However, the one-click mandatory calculation requires the intervention of networked cloud supercomputing, triple verification mechanism and public review, indicating that the machine is not malfunctioning.

Then there are only two possibilities.

First, the Pikachu in front of me, this cute, happy, and adorable Pikachu in a puppet costume, has a heterogeneous calculation score that exceeds the limit of human beings, and even exceeds the limit of blue star creatures—the other party's body base score is About 300, but the calculation of heterogeneous scores directly burned his own identification device.

But is it possible?

This is as ridiculous as if there is any agricultural developing country that can defeat the multinational coalition forces including the United States, Britain, France and other powers...

The second possibility is that your own formula is wrong.

Not only the formulas, but even the original research direction, all went wrong.

If the target chosen at the beginning is wrong, then no matter how much investment and subsequent modification research, it will be futile.

This is like the "NTZ Century Research Scam" of the Millikin Truth Gate, which opened the prelude to the black technology arms race of the Cold War, but at the same time it burned a huge amount of funds and consumed the youth of countless top scientists.

All the specious things in those studies, the things that can see the light of day at present, will be proved wrong in the future scientific development-just like Sir Newton's painstaking efforts to turn brass into gold.

It could be done, but it would have to be done at the atomic level, not through the alchemy of his day.

Newton, who had completed most of his scientific contributions before the age of 26, if he devoted the remaining 60 years to his early research, it is estimated that many scientific theories would be changed, speeded up, and even The world line driving Blue Star has changed.

Roentgen fell into confusion...

During that crazy research dilemma, she met Khaki Wild.

The latter is like a point of light in a dark night, just as it is written on Newton's epitaph——

Nature and nature'slaws lay hid in night.

God said "Let Newton be"