[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

Zhou Mao opened his eyes and found himself lying in a pure white room.

White walls, white sheets, simple tables and chairs are also painted white metal plates supported by slender metal rods.

This is a room without right angles, and the corners of the wall, bed and table are all smooth arcs.On the wall, a projection appeared as Zhou Mao opened his eyes.Blue and white make up the cloud pattern, and along with the music, a monotonous voice is making a weather forecast.

Zhou Mao scratched his head and sat up.He traveled to Zhou Mo's last novel.As a novel with a slightly sci-fi nature, it is not surprising that I live in this kind of room.

"Is it... Zhou Mao?" In his mind, the familiar voice of the narrator appeared.

"It's me." Zhou Mao replied with a slight smile.

"...is it really you?"

"real."

"Great!" The voice of the narrator was trembling with excitement, "You were not here in the last world, I thought you were bored."

"What are you bored with?" Zhou Mao knew what the narrator wanted to say, but asked deliberately.

"..." The narrator was silent for a while, "I thought you were tired of this world." It whispered, "I'm tired of you."

Zhou Mao shook his head. "Why do you think that?" he said, standing up and looking around the room. "Have I ever bothered you before?"

The narrator was silent, as if he was really thinking about whether Zhou Mao had said something that bored him.

"How could I bother you." Without hearing the narration's response, Zhou Mao couldn't help laughing softly, and said softly, "You are so cute and the best sister in the whole world. How could I bother you."

"Ah!" Hearing Zhou Mao's words, the narrator yelled briefly as if frightened, and then fell silent.

Zhou Mao didn't know how long he waited until he heard a small voice timidly say in his mind: "You found out that I'm Zhou Mo? When?"

Zhou Mao thought his sister's reaction was really funny, but when he was about to answer, he heard someone knocking on the door of his room.

Zhou Mao hesitated for a moment, and walked to the white door.There is no handle on the door, and it is perfectly embedded in the wall.Zhou Mao blinked, a small box on the door scanned Zhou Mao's irises, and the door opened.

A red-haired young man stood outside the door.He has a fit body, a straight nose bridge, handsome eyebrows, and is full of vigor and enthusiasm.The young man's fluffy and soft hair was not long, stretching in the air like a flame, his black pupils surrounded by red irises, with a somewhat happy expression.

Zhou Mao knew that this was his childhood sweetheart and lover in this world.His name is Uno.

"Sai Luo, are you up, let's go have breakfast together." Wu Nuo said to Zhou Mao, his voice was bright but with the magnetism unique to young men, very pleasant.

Zhou Mao silently looked at Wu Nuo for a while.Sure enough, in Zhou Mo's novels, no matter what kind of attack they are, they are all handsome guys.Zhou Mao thought.

He still wanted to talk to Zhou Mo again, and didn't want to enter the plot so soon, so he said to Wu Nuo, "You go first, I'll be there in a while."

Uno tilted his head, his red eyes showed some doubts: "What happened? We always go together."

"It's nothing." Zhou Mao shirked, "I got up a little late today and haven't washed yet."

"Is that so?" The corners of Wu Nuo's mouth turned up slightly, he bent down slightly, and approached Zhou Mao's face to size him up. "I don't think it's dirty."

Wu Nuo's face was very close to him in an instant, and Zhou Mao couldn't help taking a step back.Wu Nuo froze for a moment, then stroked his hair, and smiled at Zhou Mao.

"Then I'll go first. Come quickly." He said, "The food supply is limited, and you won't have anything to eat if it's late."

Zhou Mao nodded, watching Uno leave along the corridor.Then retreated into the room and closed the door.Sit back on the bed.

He waited for Zhou Mo in his mind to speak first, but she remained silent.Zhou Mao shook his head, he could only break the frozen atmosphere by himself.

"Momo," he asked softly, "do you really want to stay in your world forever?"

There was still silence in my mind, and Zhou Mo didn't answer.

Zhou Mao sighed.

"Momo," he said, "I respect all your choices. If you like, you can stay here forever. It won't stop you."

"It's just that this is the last time I will come to your world."

"Wait!" Zhou Mo finally spoke.Her voice is no longer the male voice of the narrator, but her own. "Why don't you come back later? Don't you like my world?"

Zhou Mao couldn't help laughing, pretending to be angry: "You write about all kinds of men coming to me every day, do you think I will like it?"

Zhou Mo seemed to realize that she was wrong, her voice lowered an octave: "...then you will never see me again, won't you... miss me?"

"Of course I will miss you." Zhou Mao said, he pursed his lips and thought for a while. "But this is your last book. I have gone through all your novels. Your novels cannot be repeated. I want to see you, but I can't."

In fact, Zhou Mao didn't know whether Zhou Mo's novels could be read repeatedly.But he doesn't care, in short, he will scare Zhou Mo first.

Zhou Mo seemed to be really anxious. "I'll write a few more books, can I write a few more head office books?" Zhou Mo spoke a little fast, "Brother, if you don't like dating men, I can write harem articles and marry you more than ten years old." Two wives, all of them look like Momo Erika, you are very rich, you can do whatever you want, you can open your golden fingers..."

Zhou Mao couldn't help laughing. "You're right." Zhou Mao said, "But in reality, you are lying flat, how do you write?"

Zhou Mo seemed to be seriously troubled by this matter. "There must be a way to write it... Can you convert my brainwaves into words..."

Before she could finish speaking, the lights in the room suddenly went out.Since there were no windows, the whole room was pitch black.Before Zhou Mao could react, the light came back on in an instant, and then flickered on and off.

"Alarm. Alarm." A huge, emotionless female voice filled the room. "Surface attack. Ground attack. Driver in position. Driver in position."

Zhou Mao was undoubtedly one of the drivers.Under Zhou Mo's guidance, he quickly changed into a tight-fitting combat suit, and ran out of the room with his helmet in hand.

The design of the corridor and the room is similar, very simple, mainly in white and gray, about 3 meters wide.Zhou Mao watched several people wearing similar combat uniforms running in one direction along the corridor.

Zhou Mao also ran with these people, and in about 5 minutes, they arrived in a huge room.

The floor height of this room is very high, about 20 meters.Several huge humanoid mechas stood quietly by the wall.People in white coats and jumpsuits are busy checking, as if preparing for departure.

Zhou Mao looked at the mechs blankly. "You want to drive the white one near the corner." Zhou Mo said.

Zhou Mao followed Zhou Mo's description.It was a pure white mech with light blue stripes on its body. It looked very clean, somewhat similar to the style of my own room.He walked towards the mecha, and saw a pure red mecha next to his mecha.Wu Nuo sat in the cockpit on his chest, opened the hatch, and was watching Zhou Mao.

"This mission should not be difficult." He realized that Zhou Mao was looking at him, smiled at him, and said, "We will be back soon."

Zhou Mao nodded.There is a ladder under his mech.Zhou Mao held the rope of the ladder, and the moment he stepped on the ladder, the ladder rose automatically, bringing him near the cockpit.

Zhou Mao got into the cockpit.The hatch closed slowly, and the lights in the cabin automatically turned off.The dashboard lights up.An electronic screen appeared in front of Zhou Mao's eyes, showing the vision of the mecha, and at the same time, an electronic voice rang in Zhou Mao's ear.

"Welcome, Pilot Silo. 8010 is glad to fight with you."

Zhou Mao knew that this was the artificial intelligence system of his mecha. After the 8010 exchanged simple greetings, some lines in the cabin were automatically lifted up and attached to Zhou Mao's body, and began to detect Zhou Mao's body data.

"It's about to start, and the Silo has entered the launch orbit." 8010 said.

The mech I'm driving has the same name as me.Zhou Mao couldn't help thinking, this is too lazy.At any rate, this mecha should have a handsome name like Strike Free Destiny.

The Silo enters the launch path along the slide rail. "Get ready to go, count down to five seconds." 8010 said.

Zhou Mao put his hand on the thruster.When 8010 read 0, he gave a jerk, and the Silo flew along the track and shot out of the cabin.

The sky was cloudy and foggy, and visibility was poor.Zhou Mao turned the screen around and looked behind him.Dragging blue fireworks, his mecha sailed out of a huge spaceship.Zhou Mao could only see a part of the link between the track and the ship, and the other parts were covered by clouds.

He turned the display screen and faced forward, trying to observe the outside world through the display screen, but he couldn't see anything clearly, only tiny drops of water.

He turned on the jets and let the Silo fly upwards.I don't know if it would be better to fly out of the clouds.Zhou Mao thought.He held the joystick with both hands, looked at the complicated instrument panel in front of him, and couldn't help feeling a little doubt in his heart.

How did I know how to drive such a complicated mech right from the start?Zhou Mao thought, I have never practiced before.Could it be that Momo finally knew how to cheat on me?

"It's not Goldfinger." Zhou Mo replied, "It's the setting. Have you forgotten the setting of the story?"

Zhou Mao thought about it with his head sideways, he seemed to have a little impression, but it was also very vague.

"Forgot." He replied honestly.

Zhou Mo sighed. "Uno and Sai Luo are not pure natural people." She said, and began to patiently explain the setting for Zhou Mao, "They are all modified people. They are human beings who have been genetically modified and directly |fertilized|bred. The cells of the transformed human are renewing quickly, with a short growth cycle, and soon become adults. After adulthood, their metabolism remains at the level of youth for a long time. Therefore, their youth is also longer than that of normal people."

"All consciousness and memory of transformed people do not exist in the brain, but are stored in a small piece of soft metal at the back of the brain. The metal can be taken out of their bodies and written into various knowledge, so that they can form independent mind, and learn to operate complex machinery."

"No wonder." Zhou Mao sighed, "As soon as I entered this world, I vaguely felt that I was very powerful. I knew astronomy and geography. It turned out to be the reason."

"No." Zhou Mo said indifferently, "This is your illusion."

At this time, the screen suddenly beeped twice, a small window opened, and Uno's face appeared.

"Beware of the seven o'clock direction," he said.

Zhou Mao looked in the direction Uno said, and a huge missile was shooting straight at his back at high speed.It was too late to dodge.

The author has something to say:

It's a new world.As soon as I arrived in the new world, I felt that there was nothing in my mind, so I started to write embarrassingly.

When I write about driving a robot, childhood memories such as "repair the font library, let go of the big love devil, wow gala is one..." are automatically played in my mind.I don't know what is going on with Tamaki Naruto now.I was probably only 13 years old when I sang the theme song of Gundam Seed.Haven't heard from her for many years.

Time flies like an arrow, time flies!ah!