“Dr. Tesla, do you have a tool here that can fit metal?”

On Tesla’s workbench located in the 42nd Research Institute, Jiang Qi asked Tesla next to him while skillfully assembling the parts that had been broken.

At first, Tesla did not have much hope for Jiang Qi, even when he proposed to borrow his workbench, he did not take it too seriously. Because in his opinion, Jiang Qi was just saying some beautiful words, and he still had to go out himself.

But Jiang Qi not only did not show a look of embarrassment, but quickly rescued the core drive device that was not seriously damaged, ensuring that the core function of the robot was still complete, and then began to repair the shell and skeleton, and the proficiency of the action looked like a veteran in the industry, even Tesla was a little ashamed of itself.

In the end, he even spontaneously began to fight Jiang Qi. Although Tesla’s temper is not very good, he still knows when to make appropriate concessions in terms of academics and professions.

“Golden Retriever, take my ‘Sword of Fire’.”

Tesla raised his hands and instructed Leanna next to him. As if to avenge her revenge for calling herself “Red Mao” at that time, she deliberately accentuated the tone of the word “Yellow Mao”.

“Golden retriever, are you talking about mine… And that ‘Sword of Fire’, what exactly is it? ”

Hearing Tesla’s orders, Leanna froze in place for a moment, and for the Valkyrie, who was accustomed to going straight, it was inevitably a little too reluctant to understand such words.

“Sister Valkyrie… She probably just wanted you to pass the welding gun. ”

As if knowing that Tesla’s words were not so easy to understand, the little boy who came back with them tugged at Reanna’s sleeves and helped her translate.

“Ahhh… Yes…… Welding guns are they, welding guns … Welding guns … Give, welding gun. ”

With the help of the little boy, Leanna finally understood what Tesla meant, so she began to rummage through the pile of tools, and finally handed over the welding gun she found.

“Ahhhhh

Although he said words of gratitude, Tesla’s expression was really difficult to say sincere, as if he was perfunctory to Leana.

“I’m sorry, this fool in our family, when he is irritable, he can’t speak very well.”

Some mocking voices came from the doorway, and they were inserted abruptly into the conversation between the two in the house, with a bit of helplessness. Looking at the source of the sound, an uninvited guest had appeared at the door.

Dark blue eyes, a doll-like round face, and a light-colored natural curl, should make a Peugeot beauty if it weren’t for that bad hairstyle. She undoubtedly has the smell of the legendary “mad scientist”, but she will also tease close people like a sister next door, like this now-

“Hey, Chicken Nest Head, who do you say is a fool!”

Under the other party’s unceremonious words, Tesla, who had been looking for a venting point, could be regarded as finally finding the object of anger.

“Who else but the most honorable Your Excellency Tesla?”

Einstein did not restrain at all because of Tesla’s emotions, but gave timely supplements, speeding up the speed of Tesla’s fried.

“…… Eat my sword of fire! ”

At this moment, Tesla has also reached the critical point of anger value, directly raising the “Fire Sword” in his hand, and is about to slash head-on in the direction of someone.

“…… Danger! And why did it swing at me!? ”

Joyce saw the “sword of fire” that was getting closer and closer to him, and couldn’t help but subconsciously step back, wanting to stay away from Tesla’s reach.

The last one who looked confused was Jiang Qi, about why the welding gun he had asked for for so long had not yet been handed to him, he could only stare at the parts on this table in a daze.

How did things turn out like this…

The three guests who came to Lab 42 tonight were named Leanna. Brigantia, Jiang Qi and Joachim. Nokian Vittanen. The former two are people from destiny, and the latter are the sons of some frivolous Finn.

To say why these guys are here together…

Probably, this is the so-called “fate”.

Of course, we have no way of knowing what a robot that has poured blood mold for eight lifetimes as a stepping stone to this fate will think.

…… If only it could think.

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