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Tazito slowly opened his eyes wide, realizing that Mr. 11 calmly said the incredible words: It's the mastermind!

This may be the only time in this life that an ordinary human has the opportunity to directly contact the master brain.Tazito held his breath subconsciously, and looked around at the light spots in awe.

The Mastermind is the parent of this galaxy and the backbone for all planets to function properly.The Mastermind established absolute order for this galaxy with absolute rationality.It never appears, yet it is everywhere.It is the true god of this world.

Tazito had done a lot of bad things under the nose of this "god", and now he felt a little guilty.What's more, thanks to the mastermind, the entire galaxy is gradually becoming peaceful, and the arms business is not as easy as it was a few years ago.

Tazito maintained his awe of the mastermind for a full ten seconds... less than, nine seconds, and then whistled: "This trip is worth it." He walked along the road under the guidance of Mr. Walking in the corridor of light, he stretched out his finger to poke the spot of light closest to him, but he couldn't feel anything.

"The main brain is in a dormant state and will not find us." Mr. 11 said.Tazito realized that his small movements were noticed, coughed, and withdrew his fingers: "Really." It took a while to realize, "The main brain will go to sleep?!"

Mr. 11: "Yes. Calculated from the law of action of the spy machine, the main brain will sleep for a period of time every 12 years."

Tazito still couldn't understand: "What is hibernation? Do you mean like animals hibernate?"

Mr. 11: "The reason is still unclear. I speculate that it may be related to the energy supply. The operation of the main brain requires a large amount of continuous energy. If there is energy, it will generate heat, and the heat will wear out parts."

Tazito pondered: "It makes sense to perform self-repair every 12 years. Did the rebels know this long ago? It can't be a coincidence that they specifically chose to launch attacks when the main brain was dormant."

"Now it seems that Cripple Old Joe is our enemy." Mr. 11 said, "More than ten years ago, Mastermind ordered spy planes from Magic Eye Star through one of its spokespersons. Compared with United Star, which has a complicated political atmosphere, The composition of the Magic Eye Star is very simple, and the people of the Magic Eye Star only care about money. I think this is why the mastermind chose the Magic Eye Star. The spokesperson asked for help from the lame old Joe who had a lot of connections in the Magic Eye Star. The lame old Joe Betrayed her trust, tampered with this batch of spy machines purchased on behalf of others, and used them to steal the secrets of the mastermind.

"He discovered that the main brain has a dormant period, and he began to plan to use the dormant period to launch an attack. After all, the main brain in the dormant period will lose its ability to respond, and only the numbers of various planets can respond. There is little cooperation between numbers, and there is no leader. , they will only take into account the interests of their own planet, and it is impossible to expect the numbers to unite against the enemy."

Tazito gradually realized that he had heard a terrible secret.He naturally wanted to know more about the truth, but as far as he was concerned, there were some things that were just better not to know. Mr. 11 spoke out without hesitation.

Tazito: "That spokesperson must have had a special relationship with Cripple Old Joe. And you just used 'she'. You know who the spokesperson is."

Mr. 11: "It seems that I want to hide from the boss, I'm a little too tender."

Tazito chuckled lightly. Mr. 11 was teasing him, his tone was serious, but it just sounded different from when he was talking to other people.Tazito noticed Mr. Eleven's hand.They marched together in the dark, holding hands.Usually, he would choose to pull his sleeves, or put his shoulders on his shoulders to avoid skin contact, but Mr. 11 squeezed his hand, and rubbed his fingers with relish on the back of his hand, or pinched his fingertips.These small actions make Mr. 11 unexpectedly look like an ordinary man, and their relationship looks like an ordinary love.

The word ordinary love touched Tazito.It has been a long time since he experienced what ordinary love is.He's always holding himself back from real emotion and fantasizing about meeting a really nice woman who will open his heart.He never expected that this long-lost love joy would come from this guy beside him, who can't even laugh at flirting, a man in a suit and leather shoes with a human face and an animal heart.

But Tazito is good at digesting "WanWanWanWan" -- his life is a salad made up of different flavors of "WanWanWanWan".He is also good at enjoying pleasure and pursuing pleasure.If he struggles to the last moment in a predicament, but is doomed to fail, then at this last moment, he will desperately find some pleasure to compensate himself.

Of course, the above are just the excuses Tazito made for his sudden desire to kiss Mr. Eleven.Asking him to admit that he was in love with something other than Jessica Telles—the actress, whom Tazito learned was married when she decided to pursue her—would be a disservice to Tazito's aesthetic. Harsh torture.

The darkness made the rubbing of the fingertips delicate and numb, and the warmth was transmitted upwards through the cold and wet clothes, making his mind feel comfortable and ordering his heart to beat faster.He had a dry mouth, licked his lips, and pulled Mr. 11 in front of him without warning, as domineering as any hero in an idol drama.He kissed Mr. 11, who was a little surprised and didn't immediately cooperate with him.Until Tazito felt that what he kissed might be the cheek or something, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Where's the mouth?"

Mr. 11 hugged him wisely, and said in that dangerously melodious voice, "I thought the boss's request for a kiss would be more interesting."

Tazito felt his breathing quicken.He was bound by that powerful arm, and suddenly realized that Mr. 11 had no smell, nor did he breathe.When they are close, the only thing he feels is his strength.He had developed a sexual desire for a machine, which was perverted and exciting in itself.

"Let me taste it," Tazito touched Mr. 11's chin in the dark, and raised his face provocatively, "is it as delicious as I thought."

Mr. 11 likes this kind of flirting, very much.He tightened his arms violently, forcing Tazito to cling to him, and said, "As you wish."

They kissed fiercely and passionately under the mastermind's faint starlight.When the lips were rarely parted, Tazito asked viciously: "Is it exciting to kiss in front of the mastermind, huh?" Before he finished speaking, he felt that Mr. 11 grabbed his waistband viciously and tried to take off his pants .

Mr. 11 confuses 'love' with 'rape' aggressively, and said: "Since you want to pursue excitement, wouldn't it be more attractive to you to open your legs in front of the mastermind and moan loudly under me? "

While talking, his pants were taken off by him.Tazito smiled unsteadily and said, "Of course." He hung a leg around Mr. 11's waist in a good manner, and Mr. 11 touched his leg along the way: "Your bottom is also saying of course."

Almost unprepared, Mr. 11 entered him directly.The pain and the overstimulation made Tazito let out a short cry that was completely out of control.His body immediately recalled the pleasure he felt last night, allowing him to enter the state effortlessly.They made love standing up in a posture that is difficult for ordinary people without any leaning on. Only Mr. 11's arm supported his back so that he would not be knocked backwards.

This impromptu sex' was like a shower, which started without warning and ended quickly and happily.Tazito glanced at the time—he had faked a second of worry before they started, like if they were going to take too long or something.But after 5 minutes his worry was gone.He didn't know how his orgasm could come so fast.If attribution must be made, Tazito would rather say it was because of the opponent's skills rather than his own physique.

While tidying up, Mr. 11 took off his clothes that had been dried by his own body temperature to Tazito, and put on Tazito's cold and wet clothes.Tazito said that since he is not afraid of the cold, what clothes should he wear? He can have a haircut anytime with his naked body. Mr. 11 explained solemnly that the mastermind is like his parents, and he should always be in awe of his parents.It was as if he hadn't done any beastly behavior in front of the mastermind just now.

They walked on, and the conversation returned to the Mastermind.

The biggest difference between the world ruled by the mastermind and the old world lies in the soundness of the legal system.Any trivial crimes have become law-based, and they follow the justice recognized by the mastermind, and the justice of the mastermind comes from the summary of hundreds of millions of years of human history.

The Mastermind's reign began more than 60 years ago, and its birth was much earlier.

More than 100 years ago, when Rhea was not a member of the United Star, scientists developed an AI called "French Open".They let AI learn legal cases from all over the world, expecting the "Legal Open" to contribute to the improvement of the law.Thousands of years ago, people made continuous efforts to improve the law.However, as long as it is still the emotional "human being" who defines guilt and innocence, this will be an eternal topic.They then pinned their hopes on an "absolutely rational" AI.

However, after studying all the cases in the French Open, scientists were disappointed to find that the definition of guilt and innocence in the French Open is still vague and even contradictory.After all, a case convicted of a crime in the Southeast could be acquitted in the Northwest.Just studying legal cases may not be enough.

At this time, someone made a bold proposal that people had never thought about—to give the French Open a "sense of justice." "Sense of justice" will become the standard of judgment of the French Open. Only when all laws are generated under the same standard can they be logically self-consistent.

So the French Open began to study human history.

That was the predecessor of the main brain.

After the mastermind became the leader of mankind, it was strongly resisted.At this time, the first spokesperson of the mastermind was born, which is also known as the world's first number, No. 1. Number 1 is an intelligent woman, and the rational judgment of the main brain tells it that the appearance of a woman is more friendly, and it is easier to help it achieve its goals.For a long time, Number 1 did all the work perfectly, until one day, she suddenly disappeared from people's sight.

"I remember that 1 was destroyed." Tazito said uncertainly, "but why..." He remembered that he was thinking about how to kill Mr. 11 at that time, and he was completely indifferent to listening to Esgarda's gossip.

Mr. 11 did not answer his question, and stopped: "We are here."

Tazito looked up in confusion.It was still dark ahead, and nothing could be seen.