The sturdy brother dressed as an interstellar female

"What are you doing?" Dr. Xiao's voice sounded in the darkness, with an inorganic coldness.

Xue Ming withdrew his hand "shua", Na Na replied: "Cover the quilt."

Dr. Xiao gave a "hmm". He knew that living beings have the habit of hiding under the quilt to sleep and keep warm, but the body temperature of bionics can be adjusted by itself, and the act of heating is very redundant for him.

Seeing that he didn't continue talking, Xue Ming looked up and asked tentatively, "Have you warmed up?"

His tone was very serious, as if whether Dr. Xiao felt warm was a very important thing in his consciousness.

Nobody ever cared if an android felt warm.

Dr. Xiao turned his back to him, closed his eyes again, and said lightly: "It's warm, go to sleep."

Silent all night.

The next day Xue Ming got up early and drank the nutrient solution enduring nausea, and made the saved milk into panna cotta and gave it to Dr. Xiao.

"Eat it yourself, I don't need to eat." Dr. Xiao waved his hand and walked into an empty breeding room. He had to make room for the cubs that the mother was about to give birth to.

Xue Ming followed him with panna cotta and strongly recommended: "It's delicious."

After speaking, I swallowed, and there was a very loud "gudong", Dr. Xiao finally stopped and turned around, a little irritability appeared in those always gentle eyes.

"Can you be good on the 1st?" The tone was almost a scolding in a low voice.

Xue Ming stared at him blankly holding the panna cotta in both hands, panic and bewilderment gradually appeared in his eyes.

"I--"

He opened his mouth, but he really couldn't make a weeping expression, so he turned around and walked back silently, his back showing a [-]% sense of loss.

He didn't hear Dr. Xiao calling him until he went out.

Xue Ming's face turned cold, and he took a last look at the panna cotta in his hand, dumped it into the trash can at the door, turned and left.

The heavy and procrastinating footsteps gradually faded away. Dr. Xiao, who was assembling the instrument, suddenly stopped, and walked to the door in three steps at a time. Xue Ming's back was no longer in the passage.

He frowned and was about to go back, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of panna cotta dumped in the trash can. His footsteps stopped for a moment, and a completely strange emotion surged up, which he had never experienced before and could not be explained mood.

Since its creation, Dr. Xiao was born for the orders of the leader of the Nayo tribe. He followed the will of the leader and carried out the mission assigned to him. They called him like a dog, because he was just a bionic man who was not much more advanced than a machine. .

His feelings are calculated by the program and cannot be regarded as real emotions.

Dr. Xiao watched with a cold eye the various stupid ideas they bred because of their sense of superiority. He could precisely control his emotions and show the right state on the right occasion. He didn't think that the living body was superior to him.

But the strange emotion that arose just now was out of control, which made Dr. Xiao a little confused.

So he temporarily put down the layout of the cultivation room, and found Xue Ming sitting alone in the corner of the restaurant.

There is an empty bowl in front of him, and he is staring at a point in the void.

Dr. Xiao approached and saw some milky white soup stains on the bottom of the bowl.

He sat down opposite the female, and asked persuasively, "Why did you lose your temper?"

Xue Ming's eyes rolled, but they didn't fall on him: "I poured the panna cotta."

His tone was even and steady, yet there was an awkwardness to it.

The corners of Dr. Xiao's eyes twitched, and the perception system concluded that the mother was acting like a baby, but the strange emotion not only did not fall, but was mixed with other things, a bit like the strange feeling of electric current passing through.

He might need an overhaul, Dr. Shaw thought.

Fortunately, the mother is not a messy character, and she put it aside when she got angry for a while, and even set up an incubation room for the cubs with Dr. Xiao.

As soon as Xavier came out of the mine star, he was caught by the bug soldiers lurking around. The transparent net covered him, and the orange-red energy agent was sprayed all over his head and body in an instant.

He raised his hands and shouted: "Don't spray, don't spray, I am not invaded, I am a Zerg! Really!"

Soon, heavily armed insect soldiers came forward to check, and after confirming that he was indeed a pure insect race, they escorted him to the officer.

This is a temporary place, located in a hidden place, all the surviving soldiers gather here, there is no shortage of patrol posts, it seems like a small base.

Xavier was escorted to the front of an officer with the rank of colonel against the muzzle of a gun all the way.

"I was coerced into it by them, my companion was killed, and we were forced to do those unconscionable research... By the way, your marshal and a female are there, you must get them out..."

Xavier wept bitterly and made up a statement, successfully making the bug soldiers accept the conclusion that he was also a victim.

The officer's face was serious, and he was about to send troops to the blockade area to report and ask for help.

After the communicator was blown up, Huang Xing fell into a state of total loss of contact. Zuo Yue's last order was to let them break up into pieces and wait for the order. Seeing that more than a month had passed, there was no movement in the mine, and it was impossible not to feel anxious.

What's more, the news brought by Xavier is not optimistic.

But how to get out made another difficulty.

All their original warships were blown up, leaving only the one Xue Ming drove.

The main control system must not be able to operate. The officer tried to enter the password of the communication device. Fortunately, it was the initial password commonly used by the military. He was the first to dial to the Emperor Star headquarters, but the signal was intercepted halfway.

The blockade even closed the signal channel.

He continued to try without giving up, and after an unknown amount of time, a notification that the connection was successful finally sounded in the channel.

"This is the base of the Fourth Corps of Xika Star, please give directions!"

"We are all ready, when will we do that thing!" Another voice sounded from the other end, saying quite excitedly.

"What are you doing, has the adjutant's medicine been changed? Have you trained late? Have you remembered the skills I taught you? Get out!"

A few giggling laughter came from the other end, and the channel was finally clean.

"We are the soldiers of the First Legion lurking in the deserted star. We have to report to the headquarters of Emperor Star after receiving important information. Please help to transfer it immediately because of time constraints." The officer said.

The other end was silent for a while, and said: "The headquarters has not responded to our message for a long time."

The officer's breath was stagnant, and the expression on his face instantly became ugly.

They were born and died in the deserted star, but the empire pulled up a blockade and didn't even reply to the signal. Is it planning to completely abandon them?

If you can't get trust by sticking to it, what's the point of them being here at this moment?

The operator must have thought the same as him, and there was a silence on the channel.

Suddenly, heavy footsteps sounded from the other end, and then the operator changed: "I'm Sam, the colonel instructed the transfer target before leaving, it's Major Noah Nelson of the Palace Guard, I can connect you for your escape. "

Hearing the adjutant's voice, the officer felt ecstasy in his heart, and said again and again: "It's great that you are still alive. The marshal has been sad for a long time because of this. He has carefully preserved your nameplate."

Sam coughed, and his only remaining eye showed a slight smile: "Trust the Marshal, trust the Empire."

Time was running out and they didn't chat much. After a few minutes of debugging, they finally connected to Noah's private channel.

More than two months after the fall of Desolate Star, the three parties finally established a signal connection again, and they still took an abnormal channel.

"Damn it, there are people from them at the top of the military department, the signal has been quietly blocked long ago, and the garrison in the blockade area is still kept in the dark!"

As soon as Noah was connected, he explained to them why the signal was blocked, and each exchanged information.

The situation of Dixing is not optimistic either. God knows how many consciousnesses he and Wan Lun have privately wiped out recently, from all walks of life, high-level and low-level, military and political, there are countless.

The few people at the top of the pyramid held back temporarily in order to prevent them from being alarmed, but the conscious bodies couldn't wait any longer, and they faintly wanted to force the palace. Ella played Tai Chi with them all day long, and the situation was not much better.

The undercurrent is like a tide under the calm lake, and it depends on who will lift the last veil first.

After hearing the latest situation inside the mine, Noah's expression became serious, and he resolutely assured the other party: "Don't worry, the reinforcements will definitely arrive within five days."

The officer choked with sobs: "Thank you."

The communication is over.

Wan Lun, who was watching, sat on the sofa and licked the goose. He heard the words and said, "What guarantee do you have, those guards in the palace who are only putting on airs? Now there are only the third and fourth bases with soldiers, both of which are in the blockade area. The Emperor Star Company The worm emperor can't even protect himself."

Noah snatched the big white goose and brushed past him: "So what, do you want to watch them die?"

Wan Lun was stunned, and pulled Noah who was walking out with the big white goose in his arms: "Why did I get angry when I was analyzing the military situation with you, where are you going?"

Noah kept walking: "Go to the palace and return the goose."

"I'll go too." Wan Lun followed, but stopped when the door opened.

The figure outside the door stood like a statue, the facial features similar to Zuo Yue's were carved with sharp arcs, and the drooping nasolabial folds added seriousness.

With quick eyes and hands, Wan Lun quickly dragged the female insect behind him, and put on a fighting posture, his arms turned into insect claws, and his sharp nails bent like hooks, pointing at the person who came.

"Left...Old Marshal." Noah stretched out his hand from behind Wan Lun and shouted with his tongue tied.

He knew very little about what Zuo's father had done, but Xue Ming gave him Zuo Yi's name on the list, and he also told him to be careful.

Father Zuo remained motionless, and under the light of Lingling's lamp, his stiff face was faintly pale.

The expression of Wan Lun who was closest to him changed drastically, and he dragged Noah back several meters one after another: "No, he's dead—"

Before the words were finished, Father Zuo's body fell straight forward, revealing another figure behind him, which turned out to be Lieutenant General Keber.

I saw him approaching with a smile, looking at them with almost loving eyes, but his tone was chilling.

"Good evening, little ones, should I pay back for killing so many of my fellow clansmen?"

The author has something to say: Ah Ming: I am an acting machine with no emotions (vomit).

感谢在2019-12-2623:58:16~2019-12-2723:55:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: addicted to sucking cats and unable to extricate themselves from 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!