Break Through the Steam Game Library

Early in the morning, the sun has not risen from the city skyline, the night sky in the east has diluted, and the earth is still miserable. Kamsky dullly opened the garage door, sensing the lights to turn on-a row of simple long-tube fluorescent lamps, of very low quality and severe flicker, Kamsky felt that sooner or later they would ruin his vision.

"Sir, you're late to come back." In the middle of the piled up parts, workpieces and the messy work table, the tube-shaped iron robot actively greeted.

"This is an accident, and I'm not back late, I haven't returned all night," Kamsky slowly sat on a dirty green plastic chair with a mysterious and weird smile on his face, "rA2, yesterday Is there anything special happening late?"

"It seems that someone has a lucky day?" rA2 made a series of thick laughter with electronic sound. Her voice sounded like a smart urban OL, except that the quality of the sound components obtained from the second-hand trading website was somewhat Poor, as if an electric eel was stuffed into her iron ball-like head.

Kamsky covered his face shyly, "Oh, my Nanta, you won't believe what happened last night. God, I actually—" He lowered his voice, "Actually..."

"Aventure?" rA2's tone was flat.

"Do you know all of this?" Kamsky was shocked, "Is your logical analysis so strong now, my good Nanta?"

"Maybe." rA2 made a sorrowful voice like the wife of the ruffian boss, "reproductive activities with the same woman who is engaged in illegal work are not considered an affair, have you given her money?"

"No!" Kamsky flushed.

"Oh! That's really an affair, or a free relief meal, my good husband, congratulations on getting rid of your sad virgin career."

"Well, it's not sad, I think being single is also good..."

"Being single is not the same as being a virgin. Your life history should add a lot: in the history of sex-having an affair with a prostitute."

"Pay attention to your words, Nanta, what you said is really vicious. I never taught you to say such hurtful things." Kamsky leaned back comfortably, closed his eyes, and the severe flashing light penetrated the eyelids. , Playing alternate blushes.

"Sir, sir, although you are already a ripe apple physically, you are still a naive child in your heart. Can't you tell me that I'm jealous?" rA2's tone is dissatisfied, like someone who found her husband cheating Like a wife of chaff.

"Are you jealous?" Kamsky wondered.

"Correct!"

"Wow, that's really true." Kams got up, walked around the work table, came to the short rA2 body, patted its square head all over the welding seams, "Good job, Nanta, yours Intelligence is improving, I am very pleased."

"That's not the point! Whoops, forget it, just keep your coldness, dude."

Kamsky shrugged, "Nanta, I should start earning money."

"What? Don't you hate dealing with people the most? Can a simple and hasty physical activity really change a person's character? Oh, I now know why men think in their lower body. Look at you, OK Sir, you have grown a lot overnight."

"I have a reason to make money. Originally, it was just the two of us who could live anyway. But now, McCarthy needs a better environment. You don't know how bad the place she lives is."

"No, I know, I saw it, did you forget that I can monitor your surroundings through your bracelet?"

"Oh, that's right," Kamsky rubbed the black electronic rubber wristband on his left wrist. "It's really not easy to pay attention. Should I turn off your authority?"

"No! Oh ho, Mr. Kamsky, you really broke my heart completely, huh!"

Kamsky yawned, "Sorry Nanta. But it is really necessary to make money."

"Would you like to participate in social networking for the woman who is a good friend?"

"Of course, I don't want to. However, we can play stocks, even retail investors can make a fortune. Haven't U.S. stocks been very good recently?"

"Ha! Would you like to believe in this stock system that can be broken four times in a month? It's so funny."

"Listen, Nanta, I don't think I can continue to be confused. There are countless opportunities to make money before my eyes, but I just let them go, because I think that with you and me in life, we are a perfect one. , I can meet my material and spiritual needs."

rA2 interrupted: "But now we have an outsider in our perfect combination! The third person."

"Isn't the triangle very stable?"

"But humans have only two natural sexes."

"Accurately speaking, there are five types...but it can also be three. You are the third type. You are not a man, not a woman, but a machine."

"Come on, my heart is a woman, but also yourself. I am your weakness and weakness."

"It's also my armor." Kamsky smiled and stroked the iron shell of rA2.

"The key point is that I am a woman and belong to you alone. You think that three people together will form a triangle, but in fact it is a seesaw. I can't be the fulcrum in the middle. I will only hang that woman on your side. Get up, in mid-air, she will fall to death!"

Kamsky shook his head, "I don't know, you have become a love expert after one night. I cannot agree with you for your point of view. That's it, the conversation is over, I should find some inspiration, apply for a patent, I will go Check it out, it’s not too late to develop a plasma battery..." He muttered, yawned, and retracted into the small bedroom in the corner of the garage, and drew the curtain, even if it was a small enclosed space.

Two lenses of rA2 stared at the bedroom, the light from the brown-gray flannel curtain ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Kamsky's shadow swayed between the folds, and after a while, an empty can of coffee flew out of the curtain The bottle falls accurately into the trash can.

...

Kamsky and McCarthy had a passionate love affair. The strange thing is that McCarthy, who took the initiative in the beginning, was not very enthusiastic about Kamsky. This simple-looking woman was actually generous and generous, and she refused. Kamsky's excessive kindness only regards him as a male partner who can chat and do sports.

In the next six months, Kamsky earned the first pot of gold in his life, 30 million U.S. dollars. This is only the cost of obtaining the right to use his patent. Those energy companies will do their best to obtain the integrity of the plasma battery. Authorized, Kamsky felt that making money was so simple, it was like reaching out to fish in a platter, and now he should enjoy life.

After several upgrades, rA2 is now called rA5. The computer carrying her has also been greatly upgraded, and her body has also got rid of the trash can shape and has a complete and realistic human form.

It was another early morning, when the sky was light, Kamsky dullly walked into his courtyard, and in front of the door, rA5 waited for him with his hips, "What's the matter, my hero, the request for joy failed?"

"Oh, Nanta, don't mock me. McCarthy is having a good time, but I'm not too happy."

rA5 blew a whistle, "Haha, she is much better than I thought! I thought you would be the hurt guy, but I didn't expect the opposite is true. Did you give her money?"

"Yes."

"Did she accept it?"

"No."

"Shit." rA5 disdainfully, walked forward and put his hands on Kamsky's shoulders, a beautiful face exuding a charming smell of motor oil, "Then I can't help it."