My Infinite Wings

"Yes, I'm sorry, Miss Song."

Icarus bowed slightly to Song.

"Because the system shield has just been lifted, there is a certain time lag in taking over all the programs, and now there is no problem."

Hmm... It's changed - the color of Icarus' eyes!

From an inorganic crystal green to a vicious crimson red... No! For me, this color is the most attractive Icarus!

Of course, since I wasn't fighting now, Icarus' eyes only lasted for a few seconds before returning to "the original" "Master, please allow me to introduce myself again..."

Icarus turned to face me, dropped to one knee, and lowered his head.

"I am a strategic and H artificial angel, typeα, Icarus - Note: The H function is a patch recently updated for me by Miss Daedalus."

————This is the dividing line————

Note 1: angel is an angel, and the suffix oid doesn't mean "omnipotent", so the correct translation should be "artificial angel", not to mention that even gods dare not say omnipotent, let alone angels.

PS: I need to replenish H energy - innovation is so difficult...

Chapter 953 On the Importance of Intellectual Curiosity

"Look up, then stand up and look at me."

I spoke lightly, but Song knew how to "read" the atmosphere and slipped back into the subspace long ago.

"Although I am your master, you are not my slave. You should obey my orders, but you do not need to bow down to show your submission at any time. It is not that I have never been a 'king'. This set is indeed true. It's a great sense of vanity, but as my... Forget it, you're not—well, anyway, your memory has been restored, isn't it, Icarus?"

"Yes, Master."

Although Icarus, whose two "sealed" systems have all been restored, is still expressionless, his emotions are obviously much richer. At least I can see her hesitating for a while.

"I...strategic me...can make Master...happy?"

"Don't you still have the latest 'transmission device'? That thing is the source of happiness, and only you know the best way to use it, not to mention..."

I put my hands on Icarus's shoulders—on the shoulder pads, actually.

"Strategic artificial angel? That's great! Icarus, although you certainly can't understand the meaning of 'like' and 'love' now, I still have to tell you first - it can be transformed into a weapon of mass destruction You, who have the H function, are amazing! When I found out that you are a strategic and H artificial angel, I felt very happy!"

"Master... are you happy?"

Icarus still looks expressionless, but that's because even if the system shield is lifted, her emotional system weakness will not be strengthened because of this. However, as long as you observe carefully, you can still find subtle changes in her expression. of.

At this moment, Icarus seems a little dazed to me.

The flaws in the emotional system can only be gradually compensated by getting along for a long time. I decided to temporarily give up pursuing this helpless problem and turn to the aspects that interest me more.

"Besides, even if your self-introduction has changed, the fact that I am your master hasn't changed, right?"

"Well, that's right, Master."

"That's good, now... let me see the meaning of your 'title' - I mean: get naked, and then show me your ability in 'H use'."

I took a few steps back, sat on the bed, thought about it, and added another sentence.

"This is not an order, so I may choose to suspend or suspend your actions at any time, okay?"

"No problem, Master, after the shielding procedure is lifted, normal commands can be aborted."

While speaking, Icarus has begun to "disarm".

Tsk, this way, if I had known that I would not waste so many brain cells, as expected, practice is the only criterion for testing the truth!

In a flash, Icarus had already taken off all his clothes according to my request.

Well... There is no doubt about Icarus's good figure. According to the original setting, her measurements at 162 cm tall are 885785. Now that she appears in a celestial state, her peaks and peaks are more like waves and waves.

This is exactly "white jade makeup becomes two mountains high, and bright red condensed beads become two pretty."

Although the skin of the beautiful girls transformed from the second dimension is definitely free of any flaws, but as an artificial angel rather than a natural life, Icarus's skin does not even have a "texture", it is really smooth and smooth - including this one. On the outskirts of the valley covered with vegetation, I have to praise again: Xenapus... or Daedalus' technology does have its own uniqueness.

Now that Icarus is naked, then I can't fall behind, and honesty is the king! - Illusion Clothes, lifted.

Regarding my sudden transformation into a corpse, Icarus was unshakable, strode lightly, the wings on his back fluttered slightly, and came to me - kneeling between my double retreats, probing my hands and lying on my back. Holy Rob.

I breathed a sigh of relief, the freshness of interacting with the AI-type beautiful girl's eroge made me live in the sky without thinking too much, and then...

"Let me see, what can you do... eh? Stop—"

Suddenly, I stopped.

Because, I was stunned to realize that the strength of Ikaros's palm was incorrect a second ago.

If I don't stop her in time, even with my physique, the most important organ will probably turn into a blur of blood...

"Icarus, let go of your hand first, it seems that we need to do an experiment."

"Yes, Master."

Icarus seems to cast a puzzled look at me, but I think it's just an illusion, and she doesn't have such complicated feelings now.

I casually projected an ordinary alloy steel short stick and handed it to Icarus.

"What you've been doing for me just now, do it once with this stick and show it to me - take it as it is."

Saying that, I pointed to my boast room.

"Understood, Master."

Icarus' answers are often so brief, and then...

crunch - crunch...

The short sticks became a strange waste between twists and fritters.

"Ah... I'm sorry, Master."

There was obvious confusion and guilt in Icarus' eyes, and he lowered his head slightly - obviously, although her emotional circuit function is poor, her logical thinking is no problem.

"No, it's not your fault."

I raised my eyebrows and shrugged, dispersing the projection in Icarus' hands.

"Daedalus, really... Forget it, I can't expect too much from a golden girl."

Song should already have a certain degree of understanding of Icarus' system. Regarding the procedures of H, let her help solve it when there is a chance - no, maybe I can teach Icarus hand-in-hand, after all, only the Only when artificial intelligence is treated as "human" can it be called "love"!

Of course, on the issue of grasping the strength, it is still necessary to call loose to adjust one or two.