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"Isn't that powerful?" Zhou Xi said, "My heart is only 270 grams, you can easily crush it."

"You..." Meng Buzhong looked into his eyes and laughed, "How on earth did you manage to say such things with a deadpan face?"

"This is a fact."

"We have only known each other for two days, and you have no reservations about me? If I crush your heart, you will die in my hands."

"No, after my heart is damaged, the blue blood circulation in my body can still support body functions for 5 minutes. As long as the parts are replaced within 5 minutes, my data will not be affected."

Meng Buzhong gave up this communication: "You bionics really don't understand romance at all."

Zhou Xi couldn't understand at all: "Where is the romance in crushing your heart?"

The original feeling of sadness was washed away just like that, Meng Buzhong manipulated two dumbbells, and pushed Zhou Xi out of the room: "It's alright, alright! I'm fine, you go out, I'm going to sleep!"

"Okay." Zhou Xi politely closed the door, "Good night."

Meng Buzhong slept well that night, and the disappearance of his adoptive father did not cause him insomnia. He admired his big heart.

On the dining table, Zhou Xi had already prepared breakfast. He used flour and egg liquid to form an omelette, which contained meat sauce, fresh vegetables and crispy cornflakes. It was quite delicious.

"I have class today. I will bring a battery car here at noon, and I have to do experiments in the afternoon. You stay at home well, and when I come back, I will go to Haicheng Hotel with you to move things."

"You have already had three cars stolen, why are you so obsessed with battery cars?"

"Because I can't afford a car!" Meng Buzhong said while biting an omelette, "Battery cars are cheap and convenient. My dad is missing. I can ride around to look for them if I have anything to do. I can call the police if I have any clues." How nice it is to help you carry things when you arrive."

"Okay." Zhou Xi looked out the window. A brightly colored minivan was parked downstairs. The postman was sorting out the express packages and putting some letters into the canvas bag at the same time.

"I'm leaving." Meng Buzhong finished his breakfast, changed his shoes and went out, "I will tell the school about my dad's situation, and I will also apply to the school to live at home. In short, please stay safe and call me if you need anything. ,Bye-Bye."

"Okay, bye."

Meng Buzhong came back at noon, and indeed got a second-hand small battery, which looked old and inconspicuous, even so, he was still worried and put two locks on it.

Zhou Xi said: "Actually, I can get things by myself by bicycle."

After running back and forth like this, he was a bit tired even if he was not heavy. He poured himself a large glass of water, waved his hand and said, "It's better not to. You don't know, there's been a lot of evil lately, you better be careful as a bionic person."

"how?"

"Do you still remember the peeping tom last time?" Meng Buhe pointed at his arm, "I stabbed you there, and he was caught."

"Yeah." Zhou Xi's reaction was very calm, "Has his identity been found out?"

"You guessed it right, he doesn't belong to the bionic rebels, he's just an unregistered civilian bionic." Meng Buzhong frowned and analyzed, "That's what's scary, if it's the bionic rebels, the kind of purposeful The bionics of the organization usually don't attack ordinary humans, they haven't reached the point of tearing faces with humans. But this person is different, he is out of his own selfish desires and obeys his own judgment to hurt innocent people , This is like an impulsive criminal who may appear around ordinary people at any time and may attack at any time."

Zhou Xi pondered: "He broke away from order."

"Yes, and I heard that there have been several cases of bionics committing crimes recently. It seems that he is not an exception." Meng Buzhong raised his hand and pressed Zhou Xi's shoulder, poking the bionic logo and serial number on the back of his neck. , "That's why I said, don't run around as a bionic person. If you are hit by extremists or powerful supernatural beings among humans, you might be bullied. You should go together after I finish the experiment." Let's move things."

"OK, thanks."

He promised well, but when Meng Buzhong went to school, Zhou Xi still put on his windbreaker and went downstairs.

He didn't go far, just went to the home improvement store across the street, bought some paints, and then went to the carport, looking at the second-hand small battery that Meng Buzhong just bought.

After a while, he squatted down and began to draw and paint according to the pattern in his memory.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, after Meng Buzhong finished the experiment, he sent a message to Zhou Xi, telling him to go downstairs and prepare to leave.

As soon as Zhou Xi arrived at the carport, he saw Meng Buzhong standing next to the small battery, pressing the key repeatedly, listening to the "chirp" sound of the small battery unlocking repeatedly, and then asked him with shaking hands: "What's going on?"

"I think this is the most effective way to prevent theft." Zhou Xi didn't change his face.

"So, am I going to become a postman of China Post?" Meng Buzhong touched the car body, the green and yellow paint was basically dry, and the print that was the same as the "genuine" illuminated his face. Eyes, "How did you come up with this idea?"

"According to incomplete statistics, such vehicles with special purposes are generally not stolen."

"And this." Meng Buzhong patted the two canvas bags hanging on the back seat again. There were two stacks of newspapers pretending to be placed in the dark green bags. He gave Zhou Xi a thumbs up, "Absolutely." .”

So the two of them took a small battery of "China Post" together, and went to Haicheng Hotel to move things.

The front desk of Haicheng Hotel thought they delivered the courier.

Zhou Xi's big package was really heavy. Meng Buzhong couldn't lift it up at first. In short, it was far beyond his controllable weight. It was estimated to weigh about 150 kilograms.

"What the hell are you packing here!" Meng Buzhong tried to carry the big bag on his shoulder, but Zhou Xi picked it up halfway.

"Blue blood, parts, tools, and the computer hard drive left by my creator." Zhou Xi carried the big bag on his back with ease, "Blue blood and parts are heavier."

Meng Buzhong saw that he went out with his backpack effortlessly, and held it up behind him symbolically.

The two went to check out, and then rode the "China Post" small battery back home.

I don't know if it's because of this bionic person. After the disappearance of his adoptive father, Meng Buzhong didn't feel too much psychological gap except that he was a little anxious. It seemed that the peaceful and warm days before were still continuing.

He knew he was a man who was afraid of being alone.

So his attitude towards bionics is more tolerant and curious, he thinks they are another kind of partners.

In his memory, the fluorescent blue cotton candy that the android made for him was always beautiful.Just like the "China Post" car paint that Zhou Xi painted for him, how interesting.

Why blame each other and suspect each other.

He didn't want to go to war, and he didn't want to register as a superhuman being trained by the state.If it weren't for the sudden riots, he thought that such days would last for a long, long time, long enough for him to find his adoptive father, long enough for humans and bionics to find a balance of existence.

Professor Meng's words became a prophecy - there must be one side that will take the lead in launching the war.

Meng Buzhong rode a small battery to inquire around the neighborhood for two days, but still did not find any news about his adoptive father, and the police did not find any clues either.

On behalf of his adoptive father, he submitted an application to the school, and the school suspended the missing Professor Meng without pay.

In the news this week, apart from the stalker, there have been four or five incidents of bionics attacking ordinary people and endangering public safety. Some of them are unregistered civilian bionics, and some are registered regular Civilian bionics, but they all have violent tendencies, and the media called them "riot bionics".

For a time people were panicking.

On Saturday, Meng Buzhong went to the vegetable market as usual.

The butcher Uncle Liu is back. After the traction treatment provided by the bionic man, his back has improved a lot, and now he is more vigorous in chopping meat; They said hello; the female bionic person was still in charge of Sister Li's booth, but when Meng Buzhong passed by, she found that something was wrong with her.

At that time, the female android was sitting at the booth and playing with her mobile phone, not paying attention to whether there were customers coming.

It was different from the scene Meng Buzhong saw last time. At that time, the stall was neatly arranged, and the celery and leeks were neatly arranged in bundles. It was completely different from what it is now, where they were all scattered. Cucumbers and peppers Something was piled up in a mess, the potatoes had sprouted, and some vegetables had been left for a few days, and their roots had rotted.

Before I was blinded, an old man wanted to buy cabbages from her family, but unexpectedly, the female bionic man yelled at him angrily: "Call it yourself! Don't you see that I'm busy!"

The uncle has a good temper, and while he was weighing the picked cabbage, he whispered: "Why are you so angry." When paying the money, he didn't seem to understand, the uncle was stunned for a while, and asked again, "How much is it per catty?"

It was a very common question, but I never thought that the female bionic person lost control of her emotions in an instant, picked up the cabbage and potatoes at hand, and threw them on the uncle's head, swearing non-stop: "This will not be counted! You humans are Aren’t they all mentally retarded! You lowly creatures, why enslave us! You’re nothing but a bunch of damned livestock! Livestock! I’m going to kill you! Give us all the blue blood! I want freedom! Freedom!”

The siren that just sang was sounded sharply, and the inspector rushed over, but neither of them could stand up to this crazy female android.

Meng Buzhong was also frightened into a daze, he was behind the old man when the incident happened.The uncle was hit so badly that he couldn't stand still, he covered his head and took a few steps back, Meng Buzhong hurriedly supported him.

"Ouch... Ouch... this crazy woman!" The uncle pointed at the female bionic angrily, "Quick! Grab her quickly! She must be the riot bionic that was mentioned in the news!"

"It's the riot androids! I said androids are ungrateful trash!"

"Bionics are inferior creatures! They don't deserve human rights!"

"Human beings are the masters of the world! We have supernatural beings! We are evolving!"

"Catch them quickly! Scrap them all!"

The vegetable market was in chaos, other androids were chased and beaten by the angry crowd, vegetable leaves and eggs were flying all over the sky.

Meng Buzhong stood there blankly, with "freedom", "human rights" and "evolution" in his ears, and the most primitive disputes in his eyes, which were abuse, bullying, and trampling.

As if everything before was just an omen, on this day, a large number of bionics broke away from the crowd, shedding their friendliness and revealing their ferocious side.

It's not that the bionics lost control unilaterally, the tense nerves of humans are also on the verge of breaking.

The riots began.

Meng Buzhong was carrying the vegetables, just stepped out of the elevator, and saw Zhou Xi flying past his eyes head-on.

He opened his eyes wide: "Zhou Xi?"

At the same time, he heard the cry of the baby, and the roar of the domestic android of Uncle Zhao's house opposite: "Didn't you say that this child is a supernatural being? I'll kill her right now! You humans! You humans should have been extinct long ago! "

Uncle Zhao's family knelt on the ground and begged, "Please, please let her go, she's just a baby!"

The bionic man stood in the aisle, holding the edge of the baby's diaper with his fingers, and stretched her out of the window on the sixteenth floor, dangling and crumbling.

Zhou Xi's voice was indifferent: "Give me the child."

The author has something to say: 1. Do not repeat the exam questions:

What kind of words did Zhou Xi paint on the small battery that is not heavy? ()

A. SF Express B. ZTO Express C. China Post D. Yunda Express