My card is refined [unlimited]

When they entered, they spent a lot of time looking for the mechanism, but now that they are leaving, there is no such trouble - since they know that the mechanical clan in the Central Scientific Research Institute will only ignore them, then naturally It is shaking everywhere, there will be no problem.

Su Mingxuan and the puppeteer left that strange room, walked all the way out, followed several tool clans, and soon found the exit.

Through here, you can leave, then go to the open space outside and leave the instance.

The young man looked at the elevator in front of him, and watched a Mech Race use his ID card to open the elevator door. He lifted his foot and called the puppeteer to follow.

The girl holding the puppet followed the young man's movements with her eyes, obviously hesitating for a while, until Su Mingxuan looked back at her and asked what happened, the girl smiled and followed.

"Why are you in a daze? Did you think of something?" On the way up the elevator, the Mech Clan standing at the door looked at the terminal quietly, while Su Mingxuan and the puppeteer were in the corner, waiting for the key point to arrive.

The puppeteer shook his head, "It's nothing, I was just thinking..."

"The pair of wings look so small, why did the Tool Race put them on my body? If they knew that this is a prop, they shouldn't use this method. But I don't know, how could they feel so small? How can a single wing of a man's body make him fly?"

"Besides..." the girl lowered her head, "How do they know I'm human? Humans are all extinct, right? If they treat me like that weird black piece of meat, how can they replace me? clothing?"

Who cares if an experimental subject has such a thing as shame?But those Mech Races who experimented on her dressed her. If they really regarded her as those black pieces of meat in jars, why would they change clothes for a piece of meat?

The machine race can know that humans need to wear clothes through the images left by humans, so even if they are exposed to the inside of the machine, they will still wear clothes as usual.

In other words, these tool races feel that the puppeteer needs to wear clothes, that is to say, she is a human being.

It is obvious that human beings are the creators of the mechanical race, so why would a human being be used for such an experiment?

The more the puppeteer thought about it, the more confused he became, and he intermittently talked to Su Mingxuan about his thoughts, "Boss, why are you so strange..."

Su Mingxuan stretched out his hand and patted the girl's head: "What are you thinking about so much, as long as people are fine now. Think about it, human beings have been extinct for thousands of years, and suddenly a guy 'like' a human appeared, and the structure of their mechanical race It’s not the same, it’s normal to study it.”

"And maybe," he paused, "it was the gods who told me."

That's right... the puppeteer lowered her eyes. After all, she didn't know what the gods were thinking. Even after being in contact with the gods, she quickly lost consciousness. Naturally, she didn't know what the gods did to her——

Well, at least know that the other party has split his soul in two.

"Then boss, how are we going to leave in a while?" She asked.

"Let's try to see if I can take you along with me." Su Mingxuan said, shutting his words, and glanced at the puppeteer.

The other party's strange reaction just now made him a little concerned, but these eyes are not omniscient and omnipotent, and they can't see what happened to her.

After thinking about it, Su Mingxuan decided to ask: "Puppeteer, you just..."

"Boss, we're here!" The girl tugged at the young man's arm excitedly.

"..." Su Mingxuan looked at the puppeteer complicatedly, narrowed his eyes, and looked up at the elevator door that was slowly opening.

The entire ascent process took almost 10 minutes. Judging from the speed of the elevator, the depth of this central scientific research institute is not small at all.

The Tool Clan walked out, not caring at all that the two "experimental products" followed him out of the elevator, and in the eyes of the Tool Clan under surveillance, it was just a Tool Clan leaving with two things.

Who cares about an unimportant thing.

The moment the elevator door opened, the outside light shone into Su Mingxuan's eyes, and his eyes moved on this familiar wasteland, walking outside.

When he got out of the elevator, he officially left the Central Scientific Research Institute, and Su Mingxuan's psychological hints to himself came to an end.

After the whole person left the elevator, his eyes were fixed, and he jumped forward directly. The place where he was just now suddenly sank deeply as if he was hit by something heavily.

With a "boom", the dust flew up, Su Mingxuan raised his arms to block in front of his body, and looked in the direction of the elevator door coldly.

"Blacksmith?" The young man waved away the dust in front of him, and a familiar figure appeared where he was standing.

The other party stared at Su Mingxuan with gloomy eyes. He held a huge metal sledgehammer in his hand, and it hit the ground heavily. The blacksmith let out a foul breath and let go of the hand holding the sledgehammer.

The seemingly heavy sledgehammer changed shape after he let go, turning into a white ribbon, and quickly wrapped around the blacksmith's arm.

"Lai." The blacksmith shook his hand, and the ribbon wrapped around his arm rose in mid-air with his movements. He turned his head, and there were a few soft sounds between the bones, "Hand over the things."

What he wanted was the pair of wings.

The moment the blacksmith spoke, Su Mingxuan thought of it.

"Oh?" It's a pity that Su Mingxuan didn't intend to hand it over. He raised his eyebrows, moved his arm, took out the "poker" from the space, drew a card casually, and said to the blacksmith, "What are you talking about? I don't know."

The blacksmith focused on "Poker" and sneered, "You don't need to know, but I think the puppeteer knows."

Su Mingxuan was taken aback, and looked at the puppeteer.

In the meantime, the girl stood behind the blacksmith, looked at the young man expressionlessly, raised her hand to straighten the puppet on her shoulder, she laughed a few times, stretched her hand into the space, and took out a suit that Su Mingxuan looked very familiar with. props.

It was a pair of metal wings.

"!" Su Mingxuan's pupils tightened. He opened the space and reached out to touch it in. His face gradually became solemn, and his eyes wandered between the puppeteer and the blacksmith.

How is this going?

Su Mingxuan pulled his hand out of the space.

"How did you do it?" Seeing that it was impossible to play, Su Mingxuan casually put the "poker" back into the space and asked.

His tone was curious, but everyone knew that there was suppressed anger in it.

"It's just a little trick." This time it was no longer the blacksmith or the girl who spoke, but the puppet sitting on her shoulder.

Her voice came out of the puppet's inner cavity, with a somewhat muffled feeling, "Occasionally, there will be some deals between the gods, and it's not exactly a hostile relationship."

"For example, the twin gods and the mechanical gods have a good relationship with each other. Otherwise, the twin gods wouldn't blatantly use the mechanical clan in this dungeon to separate us." The puppet rubbed the girl's hair.

"It's all because the boss trusted me so much, that's why I succeeded." The puppeteer said, she smiled sweetly, like a child who doesn't know much about the world, pure and kind.

"The reason why the boss can see things in the room is not based on my description? I must have wondered why the things in the room are not aligned, and you see me..."

Su Mingxuan took up the puppeteer's words, "In my eyes, you are complete."

He looked down at himself, but it was actually not aligned. He could see the clothes on his body, which were staggered from the middle line. Together, you can even faintly see your own body under the clothes, just like the items in the room, not spliced ​​and aligned.

But based on his trust in the puppeteer, Su Mingxuan didn't choose to ask.

It wasn't until he got out of the elevator just now and triggered the condition he had set for himself to contact the psychological suggestion that he realized that he seemed to have been played by the gods.

"Boss is indeed the boss, I figured it out so quickly." The puppeteer smiled lightly, and handed the wings in his hand to the blacksmith, "Everything you saw in that room is based on my knowledge , so it really couldn't be easier for me to take that thing from the boss in an open and aboveboard manner."

"It can also make the boss feel that the things are still in his hands, and there are no other abnormal things happening."

"I have to say that the various abilities of the gods are really convenient. As long as I use the existing scene a little bit, even the No.1 Lai will fall in my hands-of course, it's not considered a fall."

"However, I can be regarded as the same as the fraud master, and I have cheated the boss once."

With a flick of the silk belt in the hand of the blacksmith, he reached over to roll up the wings and delivered it to the owner. He looked at the props in his hand, and after confirming that there was no problem, he said to the puppeteer, "Let's go, let's go to another place .”

"According to the agreement between the gods, I will take you out of this copy." He said.

The puppeteer nodded, and finally took a last look at Su Mingxuan, who had a calm face, blinked at him, and followed the blacksmith's leaving footsteps.

Su Mingxuan didn't catch up, but looked coldly at the backs of the two leaving, and disappeared from his sight in just a few seconds. The young man let out a long breath, and stroked his forehead helplessly.

What is this called.

Letting him chase is impossible, and there is no reason for him to catch up——

After staying in the same place for a while, after confirming that the two people would not return, Su Mingxuan slowly stretched his hand into the space, grabbed a box and took it out.

With a movement of his fingers, the young man opened the box.

What was in it was the props that had just been taken away by the puppeteer—the pair of metal wings were lying quietly in the box, waiting for Su Mingxuan to use him.

The slender fingers picked up the wings, Su Mingxuan looked at it and sighed.

The ability of the gods is indeed very convenient, and in Su Mingxuan's view, one of the abilities of the twin gods is copying.

Copying an item that is exactly the same, even the person who is favored by the gods can't tell whether it is true or not - no, then it is impossible to distinguish the true from the false at all, it is true, it has the same function as the one in Su Mingxuan's hand, Can take the player out of the instance.

The characteristics of the only item in the card world, in front of this ability, is like a joke.