One Hundred Ways to Die

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If the young master is an ordinary person with no background, he will definitely be abused and cannon fodder by the two big families in this kind of Shura field.

But the fact is... the master's anger is more terrible than theirs.

He sneered in public and expressed regret that the two juniors did not die for each other. The elders of the Yan family and the Kerr family had nothing to say, let alone offend the master who held military power and was only a few years away from the interstellar general. Can aim artillery at each other.

But even so, the master was very upset, so the young master transferred to another school.

As for the reason why Rong Han transferred to another school earlier, the young master didn't know and didn't go into it carefully. An assassination incident would appear from time to time, and he didn't want to be a victim of it, so he chose to retreat bravely.

... Hey, the more I think about it, the more I hate it.

Because of Rong Han's honey-flavored science popularization, coupled with the embarrassment of the simulation field, after school, I found that many people looked at the young master with burning eyes, even admiration.

Hmm... After all, my young master was created by the researchers with the ambition to create the strongest fighters in the Federation.Even if the sex is a bit oolong, it can't change the fact that every inch of his body is born for fighting.

The appearance of indulging in killing is too sexy and charming.

But soon something happened that made me feel sad and angry.

The next day after school, Rong Han actually called to stop the young master and gave him a pet.

It was a small black mutated pompom beast, an extremely docile creature from a distant galaxy. I don’t want to describe its appearance. It may be cute in human eyes, but in my eyes...very, very Disgusting.It is too fragile and too coquettish, and it always makes a sticky gurgling sound.

The young master named it Yan San.

The young master sometimes holds it.

The young master occasionally bathes it himself.

Just like... the way I used to be.I lost this treatment when I got a new metal case.

The master came that night.

As soon as he entered the door, he didn't even have time to take off his windbreaker. He strode over with military boots, wrapped his arms around the young master's waist, and kissed him with his slender chin.

This is not a shallow kiss between father and son.

The perverted master sticks his tongue in again.

While prying open the white teeth and sucking the saliva from the young master's mouth, the palm of the hand parted the belt and stretched in from the shirt, and went down along the delicate waistline.

"Father?" The young master questioned vaguely, constantly leaning back to break away from his kisses, pushing his hands against his chest.

The old man set up a bulging tent under his body, picked him up horizontally, and said in a hoarse voice, "Take a bath with Dad."

Before the young master was carried upstairs, he lazily asked me to feed Yan San in the master's arms.

I said yes, and spun around in the air, looking for the damn little furball.

My young master ordered a lot of pet toys for it, but it doesn't know what is good or bad, either clings to the young master, or hides in the corner and refuses to come out, refusing to touch those toys.

The young master never bought me a toy.

Probably because I think that the IQ of a robot does not need toys... If he gives it to me, I will definitely be able to have fun in front of him, and I will never let him down.

I quietly put away the unwanted toy of this fur ball and hid it in my secret drawer.

It was soon found next to a flower pot.It seems to have been afraid of me from the moment it saw me, and now seeing it shy and mentally retarded, I really want... really want to do something.

"I'll take you to eat." I whispered to it, "Be good, I won't hurt you."

The silent electric current quickly spread throughout its body along the mechanical tentacles.It wanted to beep for help, but another mechanical arm immediately held its mouth.

I lifted it up and walked to the plate with it.The fruit pieces and the black bumps were stuffed into its small mouth without chewing, and it was sent directly to the deep stomach with the mechanical arm, scraping countless wounds in the esophagus and intestines.

With such thoughtful service, I really want to be moved by my own understanding.

This black bump is a special radiation transmitter, which will confuse its brain and rot its internal organs. Next, it will be the quietest and most well-behaved pet, and it will simply "die of illness" in endless pain.

Poor little Yansan, I will replace you and continue to be with the young master forever.

With a happy mood, I hummed the most popular new song of the Federation, and floated up to the young master's room on the second floor.

The mechanical tentacles were attached to an electrical appliance at random, and through the long and winding wiring, my "eyes" found the bathroom.

A slender, jade-white hand grasped the edge of the bathtub, its knuckles were very hard, as if it was suffering some unbearable treatment.Suddenly another wide palm with a darker complexion came up, forcibly opened it, interlocked fingers, and dragged that beautiful hand back to the bathtub.

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Rong Han gave the young master other small gifts one after another.

People from this kind of half-baked small family are better at currying favor than those aristocratic children who are used to arrogance.

After the black fur ball died of "illness", he gave the young master another pet, which was still small, soft and fluffy, like a dark brown can, with a single eye that was as bright as water, and it was shy when looking at people.

This one is not so annoying, I don't even care that it occupies my position and sleeps next to the young master's pillow.

Because I figured out how to do it once and for all.

I squeezed time to get some materials in the grocery room and made a set.

When the young master ordered me to take care of it, I led it to a corner where the monitor couldn't see it. The mechanical arm pierced its mouth, stretched infinitely, turned into sharp claws, and twisted the internal organs of its body into a pool of mud , and then put the things I prepared into it.

It doesn't have any chance to struggle and cry for help.The big eye, which was opened to the extreme due to the severe pain, looked at me blankly, and I closed it.After a while, I blinked, and that eye opened, blinking at the same frequency as me.

——Thick and dense wires spread out like cobwebs in the body, and it is now a part of me.

What a great idea.

I decided to make all the other things that the young master liked a part of me.

I feel like I've done a perfect job | seamlessly.

Until the master called me into the study, he turned his back to me, and projected on the light curtain in front of him was me tearing a spherical potted plant wantonly.

That was the scene yesterday, the young master said that the potted plant looks rounder than me, and the color is cuter than me... It's really annoying, isn't it.I just vented my anger a little, and quickly put the camouflage back on and put the controller in.Next time the young master praises it, he is also complimenting me.

This scene was actually recorded. There are obviously no monitors around. How could I be so negligent?Looking back at the memory at that time, it suddenly occurred to me that the young master took off the silver chain on his ankle and threw it away.The chain should have been with me at the time, and it recorded it.

It was a novel feeling that feelings of jealousy and irritation clouded my judgment of my surroundings.

"As you can see, it suddenly started destroying things, and learned how to camouflage. I know you are reluctant to replace it, but at least send it to be repaired, format the messy things."

Said the master to the young master sitting on his lap.

format?No, I don't need it, I am the most perfect household robot, the young master likes me the most.

i don't...

The young master waved to me.I flew over, leaned obediently in his arms, and rubbed his fingers coquettishly.

I am so obedient, how could the young master doubt me, let alone format me.

The slender fingers pressed on my shell and pressed the side button.

The dark box popped up, and he entered the highest command in it.

He's going to take my central energy.

He is going to send me away.

I struggled suddenly, broke free from his hands, and flew out desperately.

"Oh!"

There were explosions one after another.

The master buttoned the portable energy gun in his sleeve, raised his hand and blasted through the hole in my body.

I flew half a meter in vain, and fell to the ground broken, the mechanical nerves were destroyed, and I couldn't control myself to make a whistle-like siren.After the master made two more shots, my engine didn't even listen to commands and started spinning like crazy.

...too embarrassing.

This is my worst, ugliest look.

Don't look at me, master, don't look at me again.

please.