I am in love with the planet

Stretch your arms, then your legs.

The robot with a handsome appearance and a standard body was not very proficient at the beginning, but soon he was able to stand up smoothly and walk on the treadmill at an increasing speed.

Master Angel took out a set of adaptation manuals, and Yuanyuan followed the movements in the manual, raising arms, stretching legs, bending knees, lowering waist, and completed a set of standard radio gymnastics.

Once he was fully familiar with his new body, he even did a set of irons while sitting on the exercise equipment nearby.

"So easy."

Master Angel, who has not been exercising all year round, so that a layer of dust has accumulated on the brand-new fitness equipment: "..."

"Okay." He closed the toolbox under his feet, and put the parts for Yuanyuan's new body inspection inside.

"Wait." Seeing that Master Angel was about to go out with his suitcase, Yuan Lingjun reached out to stop him.

"Do you really think there is no problem?"

"That's right," Master Angel asked, "What's the problem?"

Yuan Lingjun stretched out his hand and pulled Yuanyuan over, pointing to his chin: "Face."

"..."

Master Angel turned his head, and just bumped into the handsome face that looked exactly like him, even the creases on the double eyelids completely overlapped.

"I said it was the robot I prepared for myself. Of course it looks exactly the same as the current one." He waved his hand casually, looking at Yuan Lingjun as if saying, "What's your opinion?"

"I……"

"Don't worry, I don't mind." Master Angel added another sentence with understanding.

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

But I do mind.

Faced with this face every day, don't you worry that I will suffer from a serious psychological disorder?

In the end, Master Angel, who did not take the usual path, pointed out a clear path to Yuan Lingjun.

"If you're really not used to it, just pinch a new face yourself," he said, "You can get the materials in my studio, in the fourteenth, fifteenth and sixteenth boxes of the third cabinet on the right. .”

"Okay." Yuan Lingjun let out a long breath.

"Is it okay to pinch your face?" Master Angel asked worriedly.

"No problem!" Yuan Lingjun said to himself: "I am the champion of the simulation doll making competition!"

——And I have made Nie Xiaoqian and Xiaowa, who are popular on several planets, with various styles and exquisite craftsmanship. It can be said that they are very experienced.

Master Angel still trusted his hands-on ability, so he let the handicraft master go and went shopping leisurely.

"I guess he's going to the consignment point of 'Yaochi Helmet' to test his marketing results." Yuanyuan said.

Yuan Lingjun heard a familiar voice, and when he turned his head, he saw a more familiar face. He didn't feel surprised, but felt a toothache.

"Well, you'd better go back into the little yellow chicken's body first," Yuan Lingjun patted the robot's shoulder: "When the game is over, I'll give you a new set of appearance and sound generator, let's not do Angel Master 2.0 .”

"Okay." Yuanyuan readily agreed, and he had exactly the same intention.

To be honest, Yuanyuan is more worried than Yuan Lingjun himself. What if Junjun gets used to seeing Master Angel's face and replaces the budding of love with the relationship between a teacher and a student.

So, under such a situation where one was willing to fight and the other was willing to suffer, Master Angel's spare robot body was folded and put into a special storage box. Yuan Lingjun carried the box in one hand and held it in the other. Looking at the little yellow chicken, he continued to make mechas for Xing Tian despite his wish.

……

"Come on, choose one."

Yuan Lingjun opened the "design drawings" folder on the optical brain, and handed a stack of drawn design drawings to Xing Tian, ​​asking him to choose one that was pleasing to the eye.

"Choose this one first, and then let's talk about the design of the head."

"You really followed his will." Jing Wei flew over Yuan Lingjun's head and whispered.

"No," Yuan Lingjun replied: "It's just a mech in appearance, they all look similar, please respect the user's personal preference."

Jingwei tilted his head, and mercilessly exposed him: "I understand, you want to have a little democracy in unimportant places first, and then use the central government to violently suppress my second nephew's choice The mech configuration you want, isn't it?"

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

He glanced at this bird that was stupid when it should be smart, and smarter than anyone else when it shouldn't be smart.

Is it that difficult to see through but not to tell?

"I think you should get closer to Ertian." Yuan Lingjun pinched Jingwei off his head by pinching the roots of his wings, and pressed her on Xingtian's shoulder. "The space on top of my head is too small to lie down." is you."

Jingwei: "Hmph."

Just change, whoever is afraid of whom.

Xing Tian was unaware of the turbulent undercurrent around him. He was spreading out his arms, placing the design drawings one by one in front of his chest, and reading carefully.

"..."

Yuan Lingjun looked at his two points on his chest that were so focused that they seemed to be out of frame, and still felt hurt.

He turned his head and stared at the little yellow chicken for a few minutes, when suddenly——

Xing Tian: "I have chosen!"

Yuan Lingjun turned his head and saw Xing Tian holding up a blueprint, two blushes appeared on his muscular chest, as if excited.

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

He closed his eyes and took the blueprint, thinking that this mech must be built as soon as possible, or else let me die.

Facts have proved that working with eyes closed will be punished. As soon as Yuan Lingjun opened his eyes and looked at the blueprint, he felt a thunderbolt strike from the top of his head, which shocked him, leaving him crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

"..."

"Two days," he took a deep breath, and calmly brushed the blueprint in the middle of Jingwei's watching eyes: "You took the wrong one, this is not the appearance design of Lu Yong's miniature mech, this is the new design I designed for Changyou fashion."

——A beautiful, gorgeous, girlish, pink bowknot lace tutu skirt that fits Changyou’s aesthetics very well.

It is used to soothe the little prince who is on the verge of collapse after being tormented by his horrible cousin these days.

Xingtian: "..."

Xing Tian, ​​whose eyes are breasts and mouth is navel, probably has bad ears. He didn't understand what he wanted to express until Yuan Lingjun repeated it a second time. He was very puzzled and said, "Didn't you say that in the drawings, let Did I pick it at random?"

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

"I'm sorry, I retract my foreword." He said.

I never thought that among so many handsome, mighty, simple, or dazzling designs, you can pick out a pink bow-knot lace tutu skirt for monkeys!

Yuan Lingjun felt that either he was crazy, or the world was crazy. The Xingtian Great God who fought with the Yellow Emperor at the foot of Changyang Mountain for ten days and ten nights, how could there be a cute girly heart hidden in his mighty and tall body?

... As it turns out, he really hid.

After violent suppression, Yuan Lingjun categorically gave Xing Tian a matte black mecha shell that looked cold, mysterious, handsome and low-key.

However, only a few minutes later, he had to forcefully set the style of the head part for Xing Tian one more time.

"That's it."

Yuan Lingjun ticked off the "Standard Mecha Head Optical Brain Customization Manual", and chose an intelligent system with high intelligence, good aesthetic vision, and high adaptability to the mecha he designed.

"Ding--"

The communicator on his wrist rang, showing that 20000 silver coins had been debited from his account, and the balance on the temporary pass was less than 1000 silver coins.

"Just right," Yuan Lingjun said, "enough to buy materials for making mecha helmets."

He quickly drew a helmet design on the optical computer screen, then stretched out his hand, and snapped his fingers on Xing Tian's chest, who was still staring blankly at the brochure.

"Come back to yourself," he said: "Don't look at those useless ones, we can't afford them."

The promotional brochure that Xing Tian couldn't put it down was a new maid robot launched by a robot manufacturer this year. It was exclusively designed after the appearance of a goddess of nerds and goddesses. All of them have big breasts and thin waists, big eyes and upturned noses, and small pointed chins, just like an assembly line... No, it was originally a Barbie doll produced on the assembly line.

Wanting to bring the goddess home naturally requires a price. The price of this household robot is not cheap, a full 1988 silver star coins, more than twice that of 998 cheap ones.

Although Xing Tian seems like a erotic in other things, he is still very serious when it comes to his long-lost head.

"Really, can't you?"

He reluctantly pressed his chest muscles against the big-breasted beauty in the brochure, sticking like a child seeing the colorful new candies in the window, and like a giant dog guarding the fleshy bones from head to tail.

It looks a little pathetic.

"...Really." Yuan Lingjun answered with some difficulty.

——In fact, he is still rich, but now the whole family's financial power is in the hands of Mr. Yong, and Yuan Lingjun has to report to him if he wants to use it.After all, Teacher Yong is the boss who owns the entire Shanhai Acrobatic Troupe and works hard to earn money to support his family.

Am I a little crazy for doing this?Seeing Xing Tian, ​​who couldn't get the head he wanted, drooping, miserable, and hopeless, Yuan Lingjun asked himself.

Feeling soft for a moment, he imagined the consequences of letting Xing Tian freely choose like a wild dog——

A pink mech with a loli head and a strong figure, and wearing a pink bow lace tutu skirt.

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

Forget it, let's go crazy.