Save the paranoid villain Alpha

Ten minutes later, the living room was brightly lit.

Chen Juan and Shi Hanshan sat in the middle, Shi Yuanyang and Gu Chongyang sat separately, one on each side.

404 stood by, looking back and forth between them.

Shi Hanshan's face was ashen, obviously very angry.

Chen Juan broke the silence with embarrassment: "Well, Chongyang, let's not climb over the balcony next time, it's dangerous, you can go through the main entrance."

Shi Hanshan glared at her, she curled her lips and silently turned her face away.

Shi Hanshan looked at the two people, and said in a deep voice: "I don't want to care about the relationship between the two of you, but it's better to be careful in the future, and what happened tonight should not happen again."

Gu Chongyang was quick to admit his mistake, lowered his eyelids and said, "I'm sorry Uncle, it's all my fault, I shouldn't be able to stop thinking about going to him and causing you trouble."

Chen Juan's heart softened immediately, and defended him, saying: "Old Han, you can talk as soon as you say something, what is so fierce! It's normal for a young couple to think about each other, Chongyang, don't be wronged, your uncle didn't mean that."

"Sorry Auntie, I'm too ignorant, I behave like an immature child." Gu Chongyang sniffed and his voice was low.

Shi Yuanyang was dumbfounded, thinking that you are too good at pretending, you were not like this in the room just now.

In Chen Juan's eyes, he was just a child who had no family to take care of him since he was a child, and what he said made her heart ache.

Shi Hanshan got up unnaturally, and said vaguely: "I'm not saying that you are not good, but you should sleep well during this time..."

Gu Chongyang got up, bowed and said, "I'm really sorry, Uncle, I still frightened you all at night. If I'm bothering you, I'll move out now. Although I don't have any money with me, I can ask my friends to borrow some money first." .”

"Sit down!" Chen Juan was furious immediately, "Old Han, look at what you said! I just broke into my son's room suddenly, and I don't care about you anymore. Now you are still acting weird, you look like an elder Does it look like?"

Shi Hanshan couldn't hold back his face, and felt that what she said seemed to make sense, after all, he shouldn't rush into the children's room with a stick at night.

Wannian's wife's strict management does not have his own independent thinking mind.

He faltered and said: "404 also said that the thief was in Yangyang's room..."

The other three looked at 404 at the same time.

404:"……"

Chen Juan became even more angry: "You are so reckless that you still want to blame a mecha, and you are also 404. How can you point at people randomly. Yangyang, is there something wrong with its intelligent program?"

404 fooled by this inversion, huh?Is this the human world?

Shi Yuanyang had no choice but to say: "Maybe... there is something wrong with it to some extent, and I will help it repair it later."

Only then was Chen Juan satisfied, and patted Gu Chongyang's head to comfort him.

Shi Hanshan got up silently, patted 404 on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Forget it, we are all at the bottom of the food chain, and we don't care about her."

404 nodded with half understanding.

Chen Juan said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about there, you still don't go back to your room!"

Shi Hanshan wiped off his cold sweat, turned and went back to the room.

A late night farce is finally over.

After returning to the room, Gu Chongyang sent a message to Shi Yuanyang: [Are you going to the laboratory in the West District tomorrow? 】

Shi Yuanyang replied to him lying on the bed: [Yes, if you are bored at home, why don’t you go with me? 】

Gu Chongyang said: [Take 404 with you, I'll get in touch with it. 】

How could Shi Yuanyang not understand his thoughts, you don't want to break it, you want to dismantle it.

He thought of the scene just now, and typed: [I can't tell, you're pretty good at acting, actor Gu. 】

He originally wanted to make fun of it, but Gu Chongyang said seriously: [I didn't act, I respect Aunt Chen very much, she feels like a relative to me. 】

Shi Yuanyang knew that he was missing his mother, so he had an idea and remembered that next month would be his birthday.

Why don't you make a necklace for him at that time, he remembers that he still has his mother's relic, if he sees it every day, he will definitely be unhappy from time to time.

As soon as he said it, he immediately cut to the chat interface with Qu Xiaobei and asked him if he had any recommendations for good necklace styles.

Qu Xiaobei is like a beauty blogger in their class, there is no one who is not proficient in accessories and dressing.

Shi Yuanyang was lying on the bed, talking on the phone with Qu Xiaobei.

Qu Xiaobei put on the mask and said, "Necklace? You want to give me an alpha necklace? It always feels weird..."

"What's so strange, do you think the gold one looks better, or the silver one?" Shi Yuanyang asked.

"Silver ones, gold ones are so vulgar, they only wear gold at my uncle's age." Qu Xiaobei said, "What kind of style does he like, cool or fancy?"

"Cool... flower... Oh, I don't know, anyway, he is wearing a nameplate now, maybe he likes something simpler." Shi Yuanyang said distressedly.

Qu Xiaobei thought for a while, "If it's simple, I'd give away that kind of geometric figure. Triangles, hexagons, and small squares are much more beautiful."

Shi Yuanyang was happy when he heard it: "Okay, then you can accompany me to pick it the day after tomorrow."

"Aren't you free tomorrow? The day after tomorrow, I asked a handsome A to go out to play." Qu Xiaobei said.

Shi Yuanyang said: "I'm going to practice the day after tomorrow. My dad helped me sign up for the Mech League."

Qu Xiaobei's face mask almost cracked with laughter: "You? Mecha competition? Baby, are you going to go up to perform and get punched by fancy hangs? That kind of competition is not for fun."

"Damn, don't look down on me." Shi Yuanyang turned over like a salted fish, and said, "I'm still very proficient in medium-sized mechs. I got an A in the last practice."

Qu Xiaobei laughed and said: "It's not a question of practicality, have you forgotten your mental power level? In that kind of league, everyone's parts are all made at B level, okay, you just go up with a D to make up the number. "

"I... Anyway, I won't be at the bottom." Shi Yuanyang insisted, "You will come and cheer for me when the time comes, and my boyfriend will also participate."

Qu Xiaobei said: "I'm still a little confident that he will participate in the competition. Wait, what... Gu Chongyang wants to participate in the competition?"

His tone was very surprised, and Shi Yuanyang wondered: "What's the matter, is it strange that he went to the competition?"

"It's very, strange, strange!" Qu Xiaobei said with an emphasis, "Your news is too closed. Someone said before that he never participated in mecha competitions. He was very famous in high school. At that time, the teacher helped me All his registrations were withdrawn by him.”

"Ah? Why is that?" Shi Yuanyang remembered that when Shi Yuanyang was at the station, Gu Chongyang did not answer his question.

Qu Xiaobei said speechlessly: "You don't know, so I don't know, okay?"

"However, this shows one thing." He added, "If he is willing to play with you, it proves that you are really important to him."

Shi Yuanyang turned black: "I didn't go to play! I'm serious."

Qu Xiaobei shrugged: "Okay, then I wish you luck, I'll call a cheerleader to cheer you on."

Early the next morning, Shi Yuanyang and Gu Chongyang went out together.

The laboratory in the West District was a bit far from his home, and the two arrived with 404 after an hour's drive.

Half a month before the start of the league, the entrance of the laboratory was crowded with mech masters.

Shi Yuanyang made an appointment at ten o'clock, and before it was his turn, he said to Gu Chongyang, "Let's go to the training hall to control it first."

The laboratory is equipped with a mech training hall, where there are targets and duel mechs.

When we arrived at the training hall, a group of mech manipulators had gathered inside.

Some are their own, some are provided by the training hall for free, and everyone is practicing attentively.

Gu Chongyang and 404 connected to the transmission belt, a blue electric current flickered between his wrists, and he stepped back five meters away to control the mecha.

Shi Yuanyang sat on the sidelines, still a little worried in his heart, for fear that their cooperation would not be smooth.

He educated 404 for a long time last night, so that he must not make mistakes on the training ground, and he didn't know if this guy would be obedient.

Gu Chongyang tried to control it and raised his hand a few times, then aimed at the target and fired.

The front end of the 404 protruded a muzzle, and after an order was given, it bombarded the target with a bang bang bang.

The system on the target automatically reported the number: "Your score is ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings..."

Not a single mech in the audience was 100% hit, and the sound immediately attracted many people to look over.

Gu Chongyang showed a somewhat surprised expression, and then gave it an order to use N5-3 shells instead.

Almost at the moment when his consciousness came into being, 404 changed into N5-3 in seconds, without even a slight time gap, aimed at the target and started shooting.

Its trajectory changed smoothly, and in less than two seconds, it shot a target tens of meters away into a sieve.

Gu Chongyang raised the corner of Yang's mouth, as if he didn't expect it to be so easy.

This little mecha always caught him by surprise.

After changing ten heavy weapon designs in a row, he pressed the remote control button in his hand to summon the B-level sparring mecha in the training hall.

The people next to them stopped one after another and watched them practice intently.

Shi Yuanyang heard the people beside him whispering.

"What type of mech is that? It seems like I've never seen it before."

"I don't know. It looks like an ordinary small mecha, but logically speaking, it shouldn't be so smooth. The small mechas on our planet don't seem to have reached this level."

"That alpha is also awesome. After using mental power to control it for so long, it still looks like a normal person."

"Yeah, if I change it, I will be exhausted."

There is an essential difference between pheromone manipulation and mental power manipulation. The former is almost continuous, but the latter is quite energy-intensive.

Many people feel sweaty, short of breath and weak after ten minutes of manipulation, as if they have run a few kilometers.

However, half an hour passed, and Gu Chongyang was not even out of breath, his expression remained the same as usual.

Shi Yuanyang didn't expect them to be so compatible, and he was also very excited.

This is a tailor-made mecha for Gu Chongyang, but he didn't even give it to him in his previous life, nor did he have a chance to take a look at it.

It was his happiest thing to see them fighting side by side now.

The duel mecha came in from the outfield, turned its joints and walked in front of them.

The onlookers dispersed automatically, and some people booed and shouted: "Come on! We must win!"

The moment the duel mecha appeared, 404's red eyes moved, revealing a bloodthirsty light.

Gu Chongyang suddenly felt that his mental power was being pulled, but he obviously didn't take the initiative to use it.

It felt like the mecha was asking for his spiritual power, which was very strange.

Just when his attack password was generated halfway, 404 suddenly rushed up.

The mecha soared up from the spot handsomely, and brazenly kicked the chest of the sparring mecha.

When landing, kneel down on one knee, and press the palm firmly on the ground.

The mech was kicked back a few steps and fell to the ground with a bang.

Everyone exclaimed.

"Wow wow wow, so handsome!"

"Fuck me, is this little mech so powerful? The opponent is a B-level sparring partner!"

"Oh my god, who is this alpha? Sure enough, who is equipped with what kind of mecha?"

Gu Chongyang felt his mental power being pulled, and was shocked in his heart.

He simply closed his eyes and let his mental power enter the conveyor belt.

The top mental power poured into the mech continuously, like endless current and energy.

404 became more and more excited, and he didn't need to give orders anymore, as if he had completely merged with him, becoming the most perfect killing tool.

It strode forward, and before the sparring mech could get up, it punched it hard in the chest.

Then the fist tilted like a waterfall, smashing the partner's mech to pieces, and the parts scattered all over the ground.

"Ah, it's too strong, what kind of mecha is this?"

"My god, this is really scary. How can the control of the man and the mecha have no time delay at all? I can't believe it."

The person in charge outside the venue ran in and shouted: "Stop it! If you break it, you have to pay for it, stop!"

Shi Yuanyang also stood up, watching 404's movements, he recalled without any surprise that Gu Chongyang beat Hei Pi in front of him that day.

Almost exactly the same killing intent, exactly the same ruthlessness.

Gu Chongyang opened his eyes, closed them lightly, and pulled his mental strength back.

Only then did 404 stop unwillingly. It looked down at the mecha that was stepped on by itself, and showed a sarcastic smile in an unknown place.

Shi Yuanyang suppressed his beating heart and ran to explain to the staff.

This is too strange, when he was testing the combat power of the mecha in his previous life, 404 was obviously not like this.

It has always been an instruction and an action, unless the automatic combat mode is turned on.

But Gu Chongyang didn't even know it was a smart mecha, so how could he start automatic combat?

His mind was in a mess, thinking that he would have to ask Gu Chongyang for clarification.

The staff was very annoyed: "What's the matter with your mecha, it broke our B-level mecha, do you know how much a B-level mecha costs?"

Shi Yuanyang quickly said: "I'm sorry, this is our first practice, can I ask about..."

Before he finished speaking, a black card fell on the staff.

Gu Chongyang's steady voice sounded behind him: "Take it and brush it."

The staff stopped arguing when they saw the money, and snorted and turned to swipe the card.

Shi Yuanyang turned back and said, "Where did you get the card? Didn't all your belongings be confiscated?"

Gu Chongyang had just experienced a fight, but he put his hands in his pockets as if nothing happened, and said lightly, "I always have my own little coffers."

Good guy, so he's been pretending to be pitiful?Shi Yuanyang looked at him speechlessly.

Gu Chongyang coughed and changed the subject: "I found that this mecha can be fought quite well, but it's not very easy to control."

Shi Yuanyang was about to ask him this question, "What happened just now, how did you fight so fast?"

Gu Chongyang looked at 404, it still had the look of a bloody battle, and the hostility in its eyes had not dissipated.

He showed a meaningful smile and said, "I don't know why, I feel that it likes to go to the battlefield."

Shi Yuanyang looked away, thinking that fortunately he did not have doubts about 404's intelligent program.

Gu Chongyang continued: "However, it is impossible for mechas to have their own preferences. It should be that I sent too much mental power just now, and I didn't expect it to respond so quickly."

"Then do you think it is suitable?" Shi Yuanyang asked tentatively.

He wanted to ask "do you like it then", but felt that this question was too stupid.

Gu Chongyang smiled and said, "Aside from doing housework, I'm really good on the battlefield."

The mecha he made for him was praised, and Shi Yuanyang secretly jumped up in his heart.

It's so good, Gu Chongyang loves it!

404 gradually returned to his calm and cold look, and casually shook off the remaining parts on his fingers.

But he didn't notice that Gu Chongyang was looking at it from the side.

Only he himself knew that it wasn't that this mecha reacted quickly, but that it seemed to communicate with him, and he didn't need to order at all.

Unexpectedly, Byrne's mech manufacturing level was already so high, and a thought flashed in his eyes.

They practiced for an hour, and when Shi Yuanyang's appointment time came, they went to the laboratory by themselves.

The laboratories here are incomparable with those in the school, the facilities are simple and the personnel are messy, and the sound of machines is buzzing everywhere.

He found a corner seat and sat down, put on the goggles and gloves, and began to use the cutting machine to make the palm of the mecha.

This is a relatively rudimentary part, and the manufacturing process takes about three hours or so.

But Shi Yuanyang has always been very fast, and his completion time is half of others every time.

The diagram of the palm parts is already familiar by heart, and he operates the instrument quickly.

The Jijia master sitting next to him watched his hands flying up and down, and slowly opened his mouth wide.

I have to say that making parts is still very mentally exhausting.

Just 10 minutes later, Shi Yuanyang's forehead began to sweat.

Due to the rapid consumption of mental power, he also felt a little dizzy, as if he had not eaten breakfast and had low blood sugar.

The person next to him has just made one finger, and his five fingers have been made.

"My Brother Cao, are you so fast?" the man couldn't help but said.

Shi Yuanyang said calmly: "This is already considered slow."

He wasn't boasting, but he hadn't done it for too long, and he was a little unstable.

When Nan Chen trained him before, he was asked to make an S-level palm in five to ten minutes.

One hour and 25 minutes later, Shi Yuanyang exhaled, put his finished palm on the stand, took off his gloves and wiped his sweat.

His back was soaked, and his arms were shaking slightly.

The mecha master next to him was stunned: "You're done now? I only made three fingers, and you've finished them all?"

Shi Yuanyang smiled weakly and said, "Try to concentrate, and the speed will increase."

While speaking, the stent was transported into a test-grade machine.

A note was printed out and landed in his hand.

Shi Yuanyang looked at the evaluation grade on the note, and his smile slowly disappeared.

The mecha master next to him came over and said, "How many levels? Let me see."