Will the Cyber ​​God fall in love with the Space-Time God?

Yulia folded her arms and leaned against the edge of the hatch, waiting for the guy who made a sound to throw himself into the trap.

Behind the complicated workbench, a black shadow gradually spread on the ground. Yulia tensed up a little and stood upright. He didn't know what Hope would do to him. If Han Qingshu was right, if he Have any unruly intentions, make yourself huge...

In an instant, many thoughts came to me.

Yulia suddenly remembered that Hope had been researching portable light energy weapons before, and now there are still many models in the laboratory; and Hope has watched "Pacific Rim" with relish 87 times, and copied this film into Core storage area... What if he thinks a large mech tens of meters high is handsome?

What if he wants to build himself tens of meters high?

The black shadow on the ground got longer and longer, and Yulia felt that her breathing was about to stop——

A few fluorescent fiber optic filaments wandered out from behind the workbench, timidly scratching the side of the workbench, as if shy.

Then, a small robot tilted its head slightly, revealing an eye from behind the workbench.

... less than half a meter high.

Yulia almost laughed out loud, and hurriedly covered her back with her fist.This small movement made Hope, who was already cautious, even more uneasy, and he immediately retreated behind the workbench.

Hope nestled under the cold workbench, hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, all kinds of signals in his brain were in a mess.

Immediately afterwards, he vacated completely, was lifted up, and was gently placed on the workbench.

"You are really heavy!"

Yulia leaned over.He propped one hand on Hope's side, his eyes were curious and sincere, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if he was carefully identifying the materials Hope used to make the body.

Because of the close distance, Hope could see the reflection in Qing Yulia's pupils, purple, like a distant and inexplicably eye-catching nebula.

Moreover, only himself is reflected in this dark purple nebula.

It's just that Yulia Qing's eyes, like scrutiny, made him suffer and feel uncomfortable.

Yulia's expression sank slightly: "What is Article 7 of Chapter 376 of the Criminal Law of the Eastern Alliance Community of Destiny?"

The logical circuit in his body was immediately searched, and he gave a standard answer: "Without the approval of the superior department to build weapons and military facilities and provide them to the Eastern Union Armed Forces, the sentence is between three and seven years in prison depending on the seriousness of the circumstances."

Yulia took a step back and folded her arms: "It seems that you still know this law."

Faced with the questioning of the triple identities of the captain, the major general, and his person in charge, Hope immediately used the coping method he learned from Wen Xi: Admit Counseling.

He lowered his head: "I was wrong, Sir Yulia. I was very wrong."

"Hmm." Yulia quickly operated on the tablet and absently replied, "You are wrong."

Hope imitated Wen Xi, and added a more sincere sentence: "I, Thomas, turned around and admitted my mistake."

Yulia's slender fingers paused: "Don't follow Wen Xi to learn those messy things."

He turned the tablet around and handed it to Hope.

Hope read the document quickly, dazed. It was an approval agreement for the construction of a special device.During the conversation, Yulia made some changes and signed in the captain's and commander's area.

"Special manufacturing not only needs to be reported to your commander in advance, but also to apply to the captain. You are lucky this time, you were caught by the captain and commander himself, and the captain thinks that you can be forgiven, so he is willing to give You make a special approval document—however, you are not allowed to commit another crime in the future.”

Yulia smiled slightly and winked at him.

Hope felt as if he had been electrocuted from the air, and his mind was in a mess for an instant.Yulia was amused by his stunned look: "What are you looking at, sign! Or, you have objections and don't want me to approve it?"

Hope shook his head hastily, trying to pick up the pen Yulia handed over.

The body has not been fully built, and the artificial nerve adjustment has not been done. Besides, it is the first time for Hope to hold a pen. His movements are slow and clumsy, and he pinched the space pen several times.

Yulia originally looked at it with a smile, seeing that he tried a few times but couldn't get the point, so she had to do it herself: "Hold it upside down, hold it like this."

He leaned against Hope, leaned slightly on the workbench, put his left arm around Hope's body, helped Hope adjust his pen-holding posture again, held his hand, and taught him to write letter by letter.

On his left wrist is a simple and slender silver metal bracelet, which happens to be under the wrist bone, making his wrist particularly slender.

The pen nib was moving hard on the tablet, everything about HOPE was written crookedly, Yulia was not in a hurry, and patiently led Hope to continue to draw ghost characters.

A thin layer of temperature covered Hope's icy machine, radiating heat steadily. Hope's knotted dead logic finally came to life, and a thought came together: it turned out that this is the temperature of the human body.

No wonder those pictures of comfort, either patting the shoulders or hugging, turned out to be the feeling of being gently held by slender, soft hands.He thought of the spring, the branches full of pink flowers, and the quiet and curled up Yulia Qing at night...

"Sorry, I'm left-handed." Yulia whispered, because she was close, it was almost equivalent to whispering, "Don't be misled by me, you've just started to get in touch with artificial bodies, it's best to try both hands, Let's see which side is easy to use."

After Yulia finished speaking, the name was completely signed. He took his hand away, retracted the tablet, and stood up neatly. Hope's short spring experience came to an abrupt end.

"Be quiet and don't disturb everyone's rest. If you need anything else, you can call me directly. I'm next door."

After Yulia finished explaining, she held the tablet in her hand, and just took two steps, she turned around and said, "Also, this shape is quite cute."

Hope was built after the robot in that painting.The picture of the boy holding the little robot left on the computer when Yulia encountered the ghost ball at the age of five.

Yulia left the laboratory without looking back, Hope was still sitting on the workbench, staring at his left hand full of surprise.

"Who gave you the right to contact the entity..."

In the cabin next door, Yulia woke up suddenly.

He looks chic and doesn't care about Hope's body creation, but he really cares about it in his heart.

He not only wanted Hope to try boldly and create independently, but also worried that Hope would mess up and cause some problems, so he had to nest in the next cabin and listen to the sound.Perhaps because he was too tired, Yulia listened for a while, but still fell asleep, until he was awakened by the vague sound of arguing.

He tapped the silver protrusion on the pinna of his left ear. This protrusion is very inconspicuous, it looks like an ordinary ear stud, but it is actually the contracted form of the resonance wing.

The function of the resonant wing is not only to "listen", but also to capture frequencies and electromagnetic waves far beyond the range of human hearing, but this function is not used in daily life, so it is basically folded.

The resonant wings unfolded silently, and the wings usually stopped by his ears. The wings were almost transparent, but because of the special material, there was a layer of miraculous oil film-like glare.

The voice next door became clearer.

"Major General...Major General, yes, where are the documents?"

"—Don't think that the major general gave you approval, everyone has to listen to you. This is the engineering area under my jurisdiction. As the chief engineer of the Night Singer, I don't agree with you borrowing equipment from the engineering area at will. Ying Tianjian Research Institute Neither does the laboratory—”

As soon as Yulia jumped up, when she opened the door, she saw Han Qingshu grabbing Hope's fiber optic wire and pulling the little robot towards her, while he was leaning forward very oppressively, in a threatening and angry gesture.

"Han Qingshu!"

Yulia strode forward and pulled Han Qingshu's arm away, "I knew about Hope's body creation and signed it, what right do you have to question him?"

"You're crazy if you agree!" Han Qingshu's reaction became even more violent, "—he is already the fastest supercomputer in the world, and that's not enough. You actually let him touch the entity!"

"Originally, he only roamed around the Internet. If anything happened, the network would be cut off, or the computer would be completely shut down. He would hardly affect the real life of human beings. Now...you now...created a powerful The one who controls the world..."

Han Qingshu stared and pointed at Hope, "Monster!"

Yulia's eyes were filled with fire, and his pupils were shining with anger: "You don't have to be so sense of crisis, Han Qingshu. I know what you are worried about, and I have taken precautions in advance."

Han Qingshu was so angry that he almost couldn't choose what to say: "...I know why you are covering up this monster - you are her child, she compiled your genes, your brain! Who knows what she modified at that time, who Knowing whether you will be desperate to pursue the so-called science, disregarding morality and human relations, are you a madman with no bottom line!"

"Han Qingshu!"

As soon as this sentence came out, Lao Han obviously regretted it, and his forehead was covered with clear sweat.

He retracted his fingers embarrassingly, trying to make amends, but Yulia restrained himself as much as possible, and only whispered: "Get out."

Han Qingshu was wronged and regretted, so he had to take a small step back in embarrassment, and slapped himself in his heart.

Yulia didn't look sideways, and strode away.

"captain."

"captain."

"Your Majesty Yulia."

Coming out of the laboratory, the time has entered artificial daylight.

The crew got up one after another and got into work. There were people coming and going in the corridor, but when they saw Captain Yulia, everyone stepped aside, nodded and said hello, and looked curiously at Hope with inquiring eyes.

"morning."

Yulia greeted briefly, but her steps didn't stop at all.

He has long legs and big strides, and he walks with a pocket in his pocket, but Hope is small and not used to walking, so he can barely follow.

But Hope didn't dare to speak out, let alone ask Yulia to wait for him.

He vaguely felt that Mr. Yulia was firm and smart, and no one should hinder him to stop. He had to work hard and try his best to catch up.

The distance between the two of them was getting farther and farther, Hope ran and rushed, and in a moment of urgency, even the fiber optic filament of his wrist subconsciously stretched forward, trying to reach Yulia.

Yulia's steps suddenly paused for a moment.

Hope took advantage of this gap and hurriedly chased after him. As a result, he was unable to move, and the fiber optic fiber was not retracted in time, so he accidentally touched Qing Yulia's little finger.

With a bang, the static electricity startled the two "people".

Yulia quickly withdrew her hand, probably because of the pain from the electric shock.

"Sorry!" Hope apologized hastily.Yulia was full of anger. He not only dragged his feet, but now he also called Mr. Yulia.

He bowed his head a little dejectedly, and the fiber optics were listless, drooping down one by one, looking extremely aggrieved.

Then, he heard a gentle laugh.

A small shadow cast down, Yulia lowered a little | body: "Do you want to hold it?"

Yulia's hand stopped within reach of the fiber optic filament.

Snow-white and slender hands with well-defined knuckles.