Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

The so-called android scrap factory is a very scary place.

This horror is only aimed at anomalous androids with human consciousness.

Xiaobei was thrown into the conveyor belt of the scrap factory, and when he was about to be sent to the parts recycling area, he got into the garbage chute.

Sliding all the way from the garbage road into the garbage dump, as soon as he looked up, he saw the decomposed and fragmented limbs of the bionic human body falling from the top of his head.

The usable parts that could be dismantled were all gone, and the ones that could not be recycled were all broken into pieces, soaked in green blood, and Xiao Bei was covered in paste.

"The bionic heart is gone, but they are still alive, little tiger, can you imagine?" Empress Xiaobei trembled in fear, clutching Ling Huang's hand tightly, "They are not completely dead yet, grabbing me, screaming for pain, let me Find a way to kill them instantly... I, I don't know how, I..."

Ling Huang's hand was released, and Xiaobei hugged his head in pain and cried, "I tried to find something to smash his head, but it couldn't be smashed! Our skulls are made harder than ordinary humans, how can I Smash? I have no strength, I made him hurt more, he cursed me... he cursed me..."

"Don't think about it, Xiao Bei." Ling Huang sat in front of Xiao Bei and squeezed his shoulders, "I shouldn't ask, I won't ask, don't think about it, okay? Let's talk about something else."

"My face!" Xiaobei suddenly raised his head and widened his eyes in astonishment, tears mixed with the green blood overflowing from his face, "That garbage dump, if you want to get out, you have to go through a cave with a mountain of corpses, it's just that narrow. "

Xiao Bei gestured for a width that was about the same as his body, and his hands trembled violently, "It's so narrow, I slipped through, and there were many hands grabbing my face. I only have one hand, and I can only protect one side of my face. You see , This is what they picked for me!"

Ling Huang frowned, Xiaobei's almost crazy state really worried him.

"It's okay, it's over, don't move around, the tape that just stuck on your face has fallen off again."

He helped Xiaobei remove the bandaged gauze, patiently helped him put on the hemostatic again, rewrapped it, and pressed the adhesive strips.

"I'm scared, little tiger, I'm scared..." Xiaobei couldn't stop crying.

Ling Huang sighed heavily, embraced Xiaobei with open arms, and patted him on the back, "Okay, don't be afraid, you are already safe, you are safe here."

Xiaobei's head rested on Ling Huang's shoulder, twitching and twitching, and it took a long time to calm down his breathing, "Thank you, little tiger."

Li Huan was very upset when he saw Ling Huang holding Xiao Bei when he brought out the fried dishes. He put the dishes heavily on the table, "Eat!"

When it comes to the dinner table, Ling Huang always puts vegetables in the Xiaobei bowl, which makes Li Huan not used to it.

He endured and endured, and gave Ling Huang countless glances but were ignored, and pushed the bowl towards Ling Huang, "I want to eat ribs!"

"You don't know how to pick it yourself?" Ling Huang looked at him and then at his bowl, "There are still so many ribs, and no one is robbing you."

"Really." Xiaobei's mood has returned to normal, and he smiled and pushed Ling Huang's hand to pick up the food for him, "Hurry up and pick up the ribs for your master, don't make him anxious and don't let me stay here tonight!"

"Oh." Ling Huang took a spare rib and sent it over.

Li Huan glared at Ling Huang, and quickly took the bowl back, "You don't need to hold it, I can eat it myself."

A pair of chopsticks held a delicious rib in the air.

How could this person have such a childish side?

Ling Huang said in a good tone, "If you don't eat it, I'll just hold the ribs like this. I can hold it for a minute or two. If it takes longer, my hands will get sore, and then..."

"Who says I won't eat it." Li Huan got up a little and opened his mouth to pick up the rib and chew it with relish.

Later, Ling Huang noticed, and made a few more dishes for Li Huan, and Li Huan's attitude towards Xiao Bei improved obviously, and finally asked Xiao Bei if he wanted yogurt.

Xiaobei nodded, and Li Huan went to the refrigerator to get something.

"You two have such a good relationship." Xiaobei looked enviously in his eyes, "My master used to treat me like this. Looking at you makes me feel so happy."

"..." Ling Huang felt uncomfortable, and filled Xiaobei with a bowl of soup, "Your throat hurt too, right? If it's not serious, it should heal on its own. It just so happens that the few dishes you stir-fry are still light. You eat more."

"Androids can't absorb too much. Ask your master to eat more. He is tall and eats a lot more than us."

"He doesn't eat much." Ling Huang said, "He's a model, did you forget? To keep fit, eat regularly and restraint."

When Li Huan came back, he handed the yogurt to Xiao Bei and Ling Huang. Seeing Xiao Bei grinning, Li Huan snorted, "You can still laugh."

"Tsk." Ling Huang kicked Li Huan under the table.

"I mean Xiaobei has a good personality and is very optimistic." Li Huan immediately changed his words, "It's pretty good."

"Really? Is my personality good?" Xiao Bei's eyes lit up.

Li Huan nodded, "It's pretty good."

"Then, can I ask you a question? Because I can only ask human beings, it doesn't make sense for me to ask little tigers..." Xiao Bei was still a little timid towards Li Huan.

"You ask." Li Huan said.

"If I'm so good, why hasn't my master come to pick me up?"

"..."

Ling Huang choked on a mouthful of food, and Li Huan hurriedly patted him on the back.

"Now that I'm like this, it's all on the news. If my master still wants me, he should have already started asking about me, right?" Xiaobei asked again.

Li Huan kept her mouth shut and dared not answer casually.

"If you replaced the little tiger with me, would you..."

"He's not you." Li Huan frowned, "I won't let him become you either."

"...Ah, that's right." The light in Xiaobei's eyes gradually dimmed, and he smiled like a self-mockery, the piercing electric sound in his throat became more intense, "I'm sorry, I asked a very bad question, I I didn't want to curse the little tiger, I just..."

"I know, I know." Ling Huang patted Xiaobei's hand after swallowing the stuff in his throat, "You don't need to explain, I can understand your mood."

Xiaobei smiled, full of gratitude and flattery.

It was still very cold, Ling Huang added a lot of charcoal to the fireplace before going to bed, Xiaobei still slept on the sofa in the living room which was relatively warm near the fireplace.

Ling Huang returned to the bedroom when Xiaobei was fast asleep, and lay down on the bed with a sigh.

Li Huan, who was reading the materials, put down the tablet and pulled Ling Huang into his arms and rubbed his hair, "Don't think about it, everyone has their own destiny, Xiaobei's fate is not good, you are different from him."

"His former master... Li Huan, have you seen that person?" Ling Huang asked.

"I've seen it, more than I've seen." Li Huan took out his phone and tapped a few times, "There is a group of his master on the social network, it's quite famous, I'll find it out and show you."

Ling Huang looked at Li Huan searching on his phone.

The search keywords that Ke Lihuan entered were: companionship, training, and trading.

"I didn't dare to show it to you before. Firstly, I thought that Xiaobei would never come back, and I didn't want to worry you because of him. Secondly, I showed you this kind of thing for fear that you would think that I was just like them." Li Huan said The group opens, apply to join.

A few words for the reason for the application: I am accompanied.