am i a devil

Wang Mo: ""

Wang Mo: "..."

"You have a strong sense of competition."

After Xun Ying hung up the phone, Wang Mo walked towards him, sat in Xun Ying's arms, and sighed while stuffing the towel to him.

"That's right." Xun Ying nodded purely and unaffectedly, and consciously picked up the towel Wang Mosai gave him, and helped him wipe his wet curly hair.

"Actually, you don't have to do that." Wang Mo laughed and said, "I know you will rest assured of me."

"Of course I'm relieved of you." Xun Ying nodded and said.

"However, this matter is related to my sense of territory. What he did is a provocation to me. It is impossible for me not to fight." Xun Ying said proudly like a majestic lion, " This actually has nothing to do with you."

Wang Mo: "..."

Thank you, I was offended, Wang Mo puffed up and thought like this.

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After calming down his offended feeling with Xun Ying, Wang Mo climbed up again, covered Xun Ying with a quilt, and then entered his own brain hole again.

Wang Mo came to the artificial mentally retarded laboratory and found that the artificial mentally retarded had completed the self-healing function with the aura value, but he may be worried about the relationship between the smoke, and he also installed a range hood in the laboratory.

Wang Mo: "..."

I don't know what kind of considerations the artificial mental retardation is based on among so many devices that can purify the air, and finally bought this kind of thing, Wang Mo thought.

"My lord! You are here." The artificial mentally handicapped said excitedly when he saw Wang Mo. It seemed that his work should have achieved certain staged results.

"Here we come." Wang Mo greeted him, pointing to the newly installed range hood on the wall.

"Did you install this because you are afraid that your head will smoke again?" Wang Mo asked.

"Yes, my lord." The artificial mentally handicapped nodded very honestly.

"Then why don't you install an air purifier or something like that?" Wang Mo looked at the range hood and asked, and found that it seemed to be a very popular brand recently.

"Because I plan to stay in the laboratory and start cooking here, I bought a range hood, which kills two birds with one stone." The artificial mentally retarded said.

As an artificial mentally handicapped, my little brother still has a lot of interest in life, Wang Mo thought to himself.

"Okay." Wang Mo nodded and decided to start a new topic.

"Just now I saw that you looked full of confidence, did the data I transmitted to you already have results?" Wang Mo said.

"Yes, yes." The artificial mentally handicapped nodded quickly.

"Your Majesty, I have made a shocking discovery! Guess what it is?" the artificial retarded man asked Wang Mo with a mysterious expression.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo thought about what kind of experience it would be if all artificial intelligences were as skinny as him.

He was also embarrassed to not give face to his old brother at all, so he showed his acting skills like a movie king, pretended to be thinking hard, and after a few seconds, he seemed to be discouraged and said: "Ah , I can't figure it out."

"You're right if you can't figure it out!" The artificial mentally retarded said excitedly, while projecting a screen for Wang Mo in his kitchen, crossing it out, and playing a group of control groups in the same time period on the wall of the research institute.

In the control group, on the left is the interaction between the delicate man and another colleague of Wang Mo, and on the right is the memory of Wang Mo at the same time. The scenes in the two sets of pictures overlap slightly, but what happened is completely different.

From Wang Mo's perspective, the soft man and another colleague were just talking normally.

However, in the memory of that colleague.But they are engaged in another kind of interaction that is more enthusiastic, talking and laughing, making them feel like a spring breeze.

Wang Mo: "..."

"This seems to have touched my blind spot of knowledge." Wang Mo said expressionlessly.

"That is to say, this delicate man can actually create multiple virtual scenes for others by himself, as if temporarily leading people into a short parallel time and space. "The artificial mentally retarded expression explained his research results to Wang Mo with a very ferocious expression.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo couldn't help shivering again.

In fact, this is somewhat similar to the small reincarnation, and can also be considered a small reincarnation that the person who enters it is completely unaware, that is, the feeling of entering another period of time and space, and then walking out again.

This is very spiritual if it will not be discovered at all, Wang Mo thought to himself, what he thinks is the most terrifying thing is that others have not discovered it, and he has not discovered it either.

Wang Mo began to shake again, but this time he used the stabilizer very cleverly, giving his brain a buffer period.

"My lord, can't it be that the villain this time can make you tremble, my lord?" The artificial mentally handicapped asked Wang Mo with a sense of crisis.

"It's not because of fear, don't panic." Wang Mo waved his hands steadily like an old dog.

"I think I should be able to do these things he knows, but the problem is that I have to develop my own universe again. Please don't worry about it. Before I find out about this matter, I still have to stay with this soft man. A film crew is investigating him, and I feel chills just thinking about it." Wang Mo said, and began to tremble again.

Artificial mental retardation: "..."

"My lord, you are very confident in your own strength." The artificial mentally handicapped said.

"It's okay. I think I should be omnipotent, but I'm just too lazy to open up. Alas, the strength I have developed to the present is all forced by the villains." Wang Mo said sadly with the face of a prosperous white lotus.

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In this way, Wang Mo had no choice but to continue to stay in the crew, on the one hand because of his professional ethics, on the other hand, because he didn't want to lose money, and of course there was the reason for investigating the soft man.

After Wang Mo endured it for a few days, he was really overwhelmed, because on this day, the delicate man came to ask him for help again.

"Brother Wang, about the confrontation scene, can you go through it again after we have the night scene?" Because I am not in a good state during the day, and the last scene is the most engaging time . "The soft man said in a soft tone, looking at Wang Mo with soft eyes.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo shook twice again like a pendulum.

"Brother Wang, can you just take care of my time?" the soft man continued.

"No." Wang Mo said firmly.

"I want to take a beauty sleep at night, but I don't have time to play with you." Wang Mo stretched out his hand to touch his flamboyant face, and said bitchly.

The delicate man was shocked at the time. He stared at Wang Mo for a while, and then ran away with tears in his eyes, twisting and twisting so much that it was like being blown up by a blower at the entrance of a big bargain at the opening of a supermarket. strips of balloons.

Wang Mo rolled his eyes looking at his twisting back.

"You still pretend to be soft in front of me, and you don't go out to inquire, who is the first delicate flower in the entertainment industry!"