Monster Factory

"唰~"

A beam of light suddenly hit the middle, just hit the mysterious dancer.

He put his hands on the ground, his body half-squatted down, the golden mask looked at the stage, and a classical long hair fell in the air.

No one is talking, everyone is holding their breath and waiting for the exciting moment.

The mysterious dancer changed his right hand and moved to the mask on his face. He touched the mask on the right hand and stopped again. He changed it to his left hand and lifted it up.

I took the microphone in my left hand and put it in front of the mask. I used electronic synthesis and asked a question that everyone was very inexplicable.

"Before I unveiled, I want to ask everyone a question." The mysterious dancer said to himself: "I want to ask everyone, at this moment, how many viewers are watching our concert?"

"???"

The audience and the audience watching the live broadcast were confused, and of course they could not answer this question.

“There were a total of 8,000 spectators on the scene.” In the darkness outside the light column, Xu Ninggong’s elegant answer came: “According to the background statistics of the live server, there were a total of 1.97 million spectators watching the live broadcast of the concert. ""

"Then let this close to two hundred viewers, together to verify the next moment."

The electronic synthesis sound, one word and one word, gradually changed to normal. At the end, although there is still a point of synthesis, it is already a very standard, very serious Mandarin voice.

"I invite you to open your eyes. I also invite everyone on the scene to pick up the cameras in your hands and record the moment together."

"Because ~ this is the moment to go down in history."

The moment you go into history?

Could it be that?

Lang Han wants to announce that he is coming out of the cabinet...

Thinking of this, I thought that Lang Han had never had any scandals with any woman. All the audience at the scene picked up the camera and the mobile phone and pointed the camera at the golden mask. One by one, the excited hair must be erected. Do you want to do this big news?

"This is the moment in history."

"And you, this is the attestation of this moment!"

Words like thunder, through the stereo, echoed over the stadium.

Then, the mysterious dancer did not hesitate to open the golden mask and threw it into the sky.

Under thousands of shots, the mysterious dancer who threw away the golden mask, slowly raised his head, as evidenced by nearly two million viewers watching the live broadcast.

Under the mask is a steel face with a sharp angular shape and a black metal.

Two streamlined light green lenses form the eyes of this robot. The sharply angled edges make up its nose and lips.

At the moment when it looked up, there were thousands of shots in the audience, and nearly two million viewers in the live room were struck by lightning.

Thousands of shots, no one pressed the shutter. Nearly two million viewers, no one made a sound. Their thinking is completely occupied by this metal face that cannot be human.

Their minds were struck by violent shocks, their breathing stopped, and their voices disappeared.

One second passed and no one responded.

Two seconds passed and no one responded.

There was only that metal face in the audience, and hidden under the dance clothes, the steel body was moving. It stood up, took off the gloves, threw the camouflage on the head, and then tore the dance dress with both hands, revealing the perfect steel muscle armor.

The work indicator starts!

Two streamlined light green lenses suddenly lit up, emitting a green cold light.

Protective armor is on!

A piece of muscle armor, "squeaky ~ 吱 吱 ~" quickly move, open to both sides, revealing the complex mechanical structure inside.

be quiet.

Around the concert, 8,000 spectators and dozens of reporters were completely quiet.

People can't answer, and they don't know what language to use to describe the emotions in their minds. An indescribable emotion is stirring in everyone's heart. They used trembling hands to respond with the body language that clenched their teeth.

Outside the concert, it exists in the live broadcast room in the virtual network.

Nearly two million viewers have also suffered the most violent thinking in history.

As early as a month ago, Xu Ninggong’s "Phonological Tour Concert" began to open a publicity campaign on the Internet. As a singer of the post-class level, Xu Ning Gong’s concert has naturally attracted the attention of countless fans.

Among them, the mysterious guests are the most eye-catching.

However, shortly after the concert began, the pervasive media, and the eye-catching fans, used a lot of evidence to crack the identity of the mysterious guest.

Lang Han.

They think that the mysterious guest is Lang Han, and that all this has no mystery.

However, when the mysterious guest, uncover the mask of this. They only know how wrongly they are, how ridiculous they are.

Even when the mysterious guests announced that the following is about to become a moment of history, they still think there funnyly, it is Lang Han to announce what **** is going to be the stove.

wrong! wrong! wrong!

No one can type, no one can raise their hands.

They are all wrong, the identity of the mysterious guests is something they will never think of, and even more unbelievable.

The shape of the steel, the complex mechanical structure that exceeds the imagination of the people, the bright work light, the push rod that moves up and down with the movement of the robot.

This is the moment to verify history.

The perfect interpretation of the dances of two top dance masters by a robot. The 8,000 spectators at the scene and the nearly two million spectators in the live broadcast are witnesses to this scene.

The opened muscle armor was re-opened, and the watchman No. 3 quietly stood at the center of the stage, making a sound that shocked the audience.

"I ~ is a robot."

"Watcher No. 3 is my name."

“I was born in the Behemoth Heavy Industry. Every part in my body represents a new height in the field of industrial manufacturing. I have the most perfect mechanical movement structure in the world.”

Watchman No. 3, with a light electronic synthesizing sound, slowly tells himself.

“I am a mysterious guest on the “Phonology Tour Concert”.”

“I am the culmination of the most advanced industrial technology.”

"咔嚓~"

I don't know which corner of the auditorium, it lights up a dazzling flash.

"咔嚓~"

Followed by, another corner is lit up again. Then it was like a chain reaction, centered on the stage, and the dazzling light on the front and the left and right sides of the audience.

These lights are staring into the stars like stars, lighting up the stage. At this moment, there is no concert, no big stars.

Only the Watchman III, it is all the focus, its voice, more than any voice. (To be continued., your support is my biggest motivation.) 17-01-0803:40:26