omniscient god

machinery field.

The underground world surpasses the existing civilization of Eland, where gear trains and guns are constantly running, and thousands of lights are lit in the houses made of metal, which seem to be inhabited. Only countless mechanical puppets wandering around remind He Le that this is An inorganic world.

There is a tall black tower in the middle of the town, and the elemental energy on the top of the tower gathers into a suspended "artificial sun", bringing miraculous light to the cold underground realm.

This is Thirteen's real home...

"Welcome to my toy factory!" He opened his arms, excitedly showing off his secret base.

Two figures, one black and one white, fell from the sky to the gate of the wall, and upon closer inspection, they were two girls with similar looks.

"Welcome father and elder brother home." The two bowed to Thirteen with expressionless faces.

The twin maids guarding the mechanical field, one of Shisan's proud works.

"The white-haired one is called Mir, and the black-haired one is Mia." Thirteen said, "They are all machines."

He Le was dumbfounded.The appearance of the two girls is almost identical to that of a human, and it is impossible to distinguish the identity of the two on the surface alone. They can easily blend into the human race without being noticed.

Shisan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of He Le, and said aggrievedly: "I am very happy that you are staring at my lovely daughters so intently, but can you look at me more?"

He Le's eyes fell on him again: "My lord father refers to you, but who does my brother refer to?"

Ah-cha proudly puffed out his small chest.

"No way..." He Le expressed deep doubts.

Thirteen smiled and said, "Yes, that's what you think."

"It's too exaggerated! They don't look alike at all!"

Thirteen, has this guy changed his gender?He Le couldn't help but look at Ah Cha on his shoulder.

It is the work of the same person, Ah Cha's hair color is horrible, but Mirmia is a really cute girl.

"They are all from the CNS series. Acha's number is 01, while Mirmia's are 03 and 04." Thirteen explained.

CNS01 was Ah Zha's original name, but He Le couldn't remember it and simply gave it a nickname.

"What exactly does CNS mean?" He Le wanted to know for a long time.

"Mechanical lifeforms with self-awareness—the CONSCIOUS series." Thirteen said, "It is complicated and troublesome to give life to machines... I have only completed five bodies in this series so far."

"Go back to the central tower." He issued an order to Mirmiya who was waiting at the door, and smiled brightly as if he suddenly remembered something, "Ah, yes...you can call that gentleman 'Master Mother'." Thirteen Introduced by the lovely daughters.

"Yes, as ordered." The two said in unison.

"Damn! Don't make nasty jokes!" He Le couldn't help shouting, "If you let them call you that, you will die!" He threatened fiercely.

What kind of rubbish father teaches children something that destroys the three views!

"Are you sure you don't want to? This is the highest authority other than mine." Thirteen was surprised.

"Is the current form of war not serious enough? Are you still in the mood to play?" He Le tried to make him aware of the tense atmosphere of the war.

"I'm not joking." Thirteen said seriously.

"I'm obviously not their mother, don't mess around!"

"Ah...so that's the case." Thirteen suddenly realized, "Is this what you care about? In fact, as long as we want, we can make children at any time."

He slowed down his tone and fell into a wonderful fantasy: "I haven't had enough points of contact with your life, and the future that overlaps more closely seems to be good..."

Should it be said that he is worthy of being the founder of a race... Isn't this guy's thinking too avant-garde? !Besides, why should I be the mother, why should I also be the father!

"Please stop your delusions!" He Le sternly said, turning his head and walking into the field with Mirmia decisively.

In front of the pitch-black mechanical tower, the heavy iron door of the machine opened automatically to welcome the return of its owner.

Inside the tower, gears are pulled by sophisticated instruments, and the puppets performing tasks work back and forth in the high-pressure steam.Each of them is inlaid with magic crystals. Thirteen writes technical execution orders for them. They do not have combat capabilities. They are stationed in the headquarters of the mechanical field and exist as technical masters.

"Brother Alandres' recovery mission failed." The white-haired maid Mir said. Although her voice came from her throat, her tone was cold and emotionless, no different from Ah Cha. "Please confirm the next step, Father." .”

Thirteen gave a vague "hmm", and the golden cube appeared in the palm of his hand again.

"This central tower controls all the mechanical peoples, and is responsible for their operation and operation." He said to He Le gently, "and it is this 'square stone' that controls the central tower."

Fang Shi rose from Thirteen's hands, emitting a dazzling brilliance.

"All the machine races are on standby for reconnaissance. If they find enemies, they will be cleared immediately." He ordered, "I will handle the matter of Alandres myself."

The mechanical black dragon Alandres is numbered CNS02.

After He Le and Shisan fell into the sea, the mechanical black dragon was taken home by the dwarf councilor and used as a research object. The works of the CNS series are extremely powerful and rare in number.If it is not an important battle, Thirteen rarely uses them.It was hard to capture the core combat power of the machine clan and study it. Presumably the coalition army will not let go of this critical opportunity.

"Let's go back." The thirteen pairs of twin mechanical maids said, pressing the light ladder button in the middle of the bright hall.

He and He Le took the light ladder, and He □□ overlooked the entire mechanical field through the glass.

Thirteen who created the mechanical field is indeed a genius.He sighed sincerely, but his mood was contrary to the light ladder rising at a high speed, and fell heavily to the bottom.

Such a highly developed mechanical civilization cannot be born in a short time.For more than [-] years, Shisan stayed in the silent underground. At that time, there might be no artificial sun on the tower, no small town, and it was dark and empty.The cold machine was his companion, so he created the CNS series like a living thing, with language function and false body temperature...

They stopped on the No.30 floor of the central tower, walked through the corridor, the automatic door opened, and the two came to a messy room.

The room is spacious and rich in content-books, drawings and parts are piled on the floor, on the table, and in the cabinet.

When He Le just entered the door, he almost thought that he had entered the garbage disposal center by mistake, so he wiped his sweat.

Thirteen years ago, the room in Gelu Village was clean and tidy, spotless!

He Le asked Shisan, and the latter said as a matter of course: "Since acting, no matter your personality or habits, you must not be like me!" He looked sad, "Do you really like Ofir more?"

This guy doesn't suffer from some kind of schizophrenia, does he?

"Okay." He Le said helplessly.

"Do you really like Ofir more?" Thirteen asked again.

"I didn't say that..."

"You have to answer me this question." Shisan was a little nervous.

He Le was speechless and looked around for a while.

"Where should I live?" The room was in a mess. If it wasn't cleaned up, He Le would probably have to sleep on the pile of books.

Thirteen casually pointed to a certain place in front of him, and then asked, "Don't change the subject, who do you really like?"

He Le could barely see that there was a piece of furniture that was considered a bed hidden in that place. As for Shisan's question, he chose to quietly ignore it.

This room is very big, but it seems that there is only one bed.

He Le stared at Thirteen closely, thinking about the abandoned church, reconsidered the danger of this guy, and then shook his head silently.

In the past, He Le had the courage to ask Ofir to squeeze a bed, but...!

The current He Le has no courage...

Treat differently, treat differently.

Clever as Shisan, he understood immediately, contacted He Le and refused to answer his question, Shisan's face was pale and terrified.

"Honey, you've changed..."

"It used to be because there was really only one room and one bed!" He Le said, "Look, there is such a tall tower and so many rooms, you want me to squeeze in with you?"

"But, but..." He continued to explain intermittently, his tone was pitiful, and it was really distressing, "It's been 900 years, and there is really only one bed here, after all, I used to live alone..."

Hit He Le's weakness.

He let out a long sigh, slipped through the cracks in the books, and silently cleared a small corner in the room.

"I sleep on the floor! You sleep on the bed! The old rules!" He shouted to Thirteen who was still standing at the door.

Then that night, Thirteen quietly got into He Le's bed.

After coming to the world of Eland for so long, as a swordsman, He Le still has the warrior quality that He Le should have.As soon as the guy lifted the quilt, He Le immediately opened his eyes vigilantly.

Then I realized that I was in the mechanical field, the safest place now.It is self-evident who is behind the night attack.

"You don't sleep in a good bed, why are you sleeping on the floor with me..."

In the silent darkness, He Le turned his back to Shisan. After the man got into bed, his face was pressed against his back, motionless, and he did not act out of line again.

"It's winter, it's warmer with you." His voice was muffled.

"Are you afraid of the dark and the cold?" He Le asked suddenly.

When Shisan was injured and unconscious, he had unconsciously chanted these words.

"If you get used to it, you won't be afraid." The man replied.

Habit?

With a pain in his heart, He Le turned around and hugged him.

Thirteen's body left a hint of chill from the outside world. He was tall and his hand was not as cuddly as a girl's, but for some reason it always aroused He Le's boundless desire for protection.

Wanted to protect him, save him from the swamp of darkness, let his red eyes live in the warm light of the rising sun instead of looking down at the flames of hell.

He Le buried his head in his soft black hair, and once again strengthened his determination.

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I wrote a lot of cars at the end of this chapter seriously...but I can't post it, I can only make up for the poor judges