Shadow of the Beautiful World

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"Click"

A soft sound of mechanical closure made the old pirate lying on the bed of the ring test bench brave to open his eyes.

He is somewhat unaccustomed to the over-comfortable design of bionics such as the Earthman. More importantly, as an interplanetary pirate who licks blood, he is not used to the fragility of general anesthesia.

In the case of losing the ability to fight back, just one child can give him a knife, ending his life full of suffering and sin.

With the help of a pirate by his side, he sat up from the bench and looked at his left leg.

The flesh and blood that were missing in the previous Mars fall can no longer return.

But now, Courage looked at his mechanical prosthesis, he was stroking the bionic skin tissue, feeling like blood and flesh.

At the next moment, courage slightly rudely pushed away his cronies. He jumped from the bed on the bench and walked a few steps with his left leg.

The first step was a bit staggered.

After all, it is a prosthetic limb made with a completely different idea from the technology that I have been exposed to before.

But the second step is much smoother.

The left leg touches the ground as if it were a substance. The intelligent prosthesis is accompanied by a full set of technology, which can adjust the prosthesis to the degree that is most suitable for everyone's actions according to personal habits.

Courage is quite satisfied with this.

He reached out and patted the mechanical prosthesis, then gave a thumbs-up to the young Miss Zhi Zhi doctor.

These intelligent machines on the earth are really tricky. Look at their ingenuity. The service of these guys is too attentive. They not only sent the most suitable prosthetic limbs, but also prepared special bionic materials for bravery.

There is no difference in color and touch between the skin and his original blue skin.

"But if it's just that..."

Courage sticks out his tongue and licks his lips. If it were just such a perfect prosthesis for ordinary people, it would not meet the requirements of an interplanetary pirate.

He kicked his left leg out violently. In the sound of a mechanical click, the prosthesis spread its weapon slots left and right. In the blink of an eye, 6 ray guns and grenade launchers appeared on the brave legs.

The exposed weapons made this leg look violent.

"Hahaha! This is what I need!"

Bravely withdrawing his left leg with satisfaction, he patted the skin on his leg. He said:

"The value of this money!"

Speaking, the rude old pirate picked up a cup of coffee from his hand. He gave a thumbs-up to the young Miss Sister Dr. Zhiji with a smile. He said:

"Also revamp these guys."

He was talking about several of his absolute cronies.

As an interplanetary pirate, how could you not be injured? These celebrities either lost their eyes, lost their fingers, or had a disease in their bodies.

Now that we have come to earth and have experienced this great transformation technology, how can courageously miss this opportunity?

He is indeed stingy, but when dealing with himself, courage is very generous.

This is also a kind of personality charm.

Because of being on the earth, the courageous man did not wear the wild and arrogant marauder pirate costume. They wore leather similar to Quill, lined with a suit shirt, and used aliens provided by MIB. camouflage.

It seems no different from the people of the earth, but these guys are free to wander, and suddenly come to the seemingly peaceful earth. Faced with the ubiquitous order, these guys are very uncomfortable.

There is a sense of restraint.

It is very difficult for people, or no matter what form of life they are, to get used to chaotic freedom and then to adapt to the restricted freedom under order.

Seriously, courage is not used to it.

If it were not for the replacement of a prosthesis that required him to come to earth, he would definitely not come to this place again.

"Good place..."

While the subordinates accepted the transformation one by one, Yongdu stood in a living room beside the laboratory.

He removed the alien disguise and put his arms on his hips in his original posture, looking at New York City under the night at this 30-storey height.

In his red eyes there was a tinge of order, but there was also a longing for a stable life.

He looked at the brightly-lit city in front of him. The brightly lit feeling did not surprise the courageousness too much. There were too many civilizations among the stars, and the earth was only one of them.

What he lamented was not the magnificence or magnificence of the city.

What he laments is something deeper.

In his eyes, the layer-by-layer building is like a layer-by-layer frame, which bound the world and built an invisible wall for the life of the world.

Freedom is blocked, but freedom is also truly preserved.

"It looks like everything here, but nothing..."

The old pirate was like a philosopher at this moment, he quite disdainfully said:

"A good place, but not for people like me."

"This is not the same as when you came to me more than 20 years ago, right?"

Querna's signature relaxed voice sounded behind Yongdu, who seemed unguarded, but his left hand on his hips had lifted the leather coat.

In the flying arrow skin pouch hanging from his waist, the golden, highly penetrating blowing arrow had already ignited a faint light.

This means that as long as you bravely whistle, this arrow can kill every life in this 60-story building in 15 seconds.

And courage is absolutely confident, no one can stop the shot of this arrow.

I have lived in a chaotic world since I was a child. If I don't have a few brushes in my hand, courageousness would have been killed by maliciousness from everywhere in my life...

"It's different."

The old pirate answered Guell's words, and he turned to look at Peter Guell.

Looking at this young man with a complicated relationship with him.

"I just glanced here in the past, and I didn't even stay in this world for more than 1 hour. I admit that I looked away at that time and felt that this world is like this, just like all other worlds..."

The old pirate shrugged and said:

"But it's really different, I underestimated your hometown, Guell, this time, I lost no complaint."

His gaze moved away from Guell who smiled straight and fell on the guy beside him.

That's a man.

A weird, unsmiling man with a serious expression.

Wearing a disgusting white suit, pure white, no tie or tie, even the shoes are white.

This guy is holding a heavy book made of metal, with gray eyes staring at courage, and his eyes are cold, without the slightest temperature and affection.

This is normal.

Because this man is a robot, or intelligent machine.

A dangerous wisdom weapon.

"Would you like to introduce me?"

Yong Du picked Quil on his chin. He was sitting on a rather soft and comfortable sofa. He was uncomfortable with a movement of his waist and took a sitting position. He said to Quil:

"Who is this new friend?"

"Don't you say you want to build a new pirate group?"

Quill leaned on the bar in the parlor and took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet.

This building is a medical and transformation laboratory for mechanistic teachings, and it is occasionally used as a private hospital, so there is no shortage of food.

Quil opened the lid of the bottle and poured wine to herself while saying to Yongdu:

"I went to my friend and asked, they all have serious work and are not interested in fighting for pirates in the stars, but not everyone is not interested. Father Adam has shown a very strong cooperation in your solicitation intention."

Quill took a sip of wine and said to Yongdu:

"This time you changed your prosthesis, which he also specially arranged."

"Are you satisfied with our products? Your courage."

After Guell's introduction, in a solemn posture, Father Adam, who was sitting on the sofa opposite Yongdu, asked:

"If you are dissatisfied, you can raise it. We still have some new products that we only show to friends."

The voice of the wise priest was calm.

There is no slight emotional fluctuation, no matter what you say, it seems to be describing the facts, but courage can feel a very uncomfortable feeling from that plain tone.

He was well-informed. When he was young, he followed his team to go south and north, and had seen many civilizations in the galaxy.

He knew where that discomfort came from.

In front of this wisdom machine...

He is a dangerous and rational fanatic.

Among the followers of all faiths, it is the hardest to deal with and the most terrifying.

But the belief in robots is, to be honest, this is the first time Courage has seen it in many civilizations.

When communicating with such people, you must pay attention to the tone, and you can't talk casually, especially now that they are still on the site of others, and several of their cronies are still undergoing mechanical transformation.

Braveness regrets this moment.

He glared a little bit guilty, and the latter was tasting high-end wine, and had no time to ignore the brave eyes.

"Ha ha"

The old pirate smiled.

He adjusted his facial expression. He said to Father Adam in front of him:

"A very good prosthesis, I and my subordinates like it very much, but the new product, even if we are walking on the tip of the knife, prefer those products that have passed the test of data."

"We don't pursue novelty, we only pursue practicality and reliability."

"Well, very good ideas, very good habits."

The mechanical sage Adam nodded in satisfaction, he looked at the courage, he said straightforwardly:

"Then it seems that our cooperation will be very smooth."

"Cooperation?"

Courage tasted the word, and after a few seconds, he said:

"Before we talk about the specifics, I would like to ask, what kind of cooperation is this? Maybe Quill did not make clear my request, you see, Lord Father, I am a pirate, we are very rude and very kind Barbaric, but you have to be careful."

"Especially face, unknown goodwill..."

After bravely pursing his lips, the old pirate said with emotion:

"It was because of this that I suffered a great loss. Of course, if my question offended your beliefs, then I shouldn't have asked it."

"No problem."

Adam was not angry.

He looked at the courage, he explained straightforwardly:

"You need a crew to rebuild your Marauder Pirates, you also need a mothership, shuttles, arms, weapons, supplies..."

"We can provide you with everything, including the mother ship. Of course, we may need you to provide some drawings, and all of these, you need, we will be ready within 1 month."

Adam lowered his head and looked through the steel scroll in his hand. He said slowly:

"Even for the first cooperation, we can not charge money, it is just an attempt of the mechanical gods, and it can also let you see the sincerity of us believers in the **** of all machines."

"Speaking of words, Lord Yudo is also a wonderful person."

The priest suddenly smiled. He raised his head and looked at the red fin-like object on the forehead like Moses' dry hair, but it was actually a mechanical device embedded in the forehead.

He said in a rather appreciated tone:

"Earth people are too conservative. At least I haven't seen anyone in this world who dares to combine their brains with such'chic' weapon manipulators."

"A bold idea, although in my opinion, the technical level is a little rude, and there is still a lot of room for improvement. This means that whenever you need it, you may not mind replacing your flesh and blood with more. Powerful machinery."

"After all... flesh and blood are weak."

The priest read a scripture. He looked at Yongdu, and then at the red mechanical blowing arrow hanging on Yongdu's belt. He said:

"Ladies will be very pleased to see such a chic weapon. This represents an area that we have not explored, and represents knowledge of another machine. Are you willing to share this knowledge with us?"

"In return, Mechanism will give you such a wonderful person a perfect mechanical transformation..."

"Abandon the flesh and blood completely, join the more sacred ascension without worrying about death.

Having been meditating and not responding, the courage reached out and touched his forehead. He looked suspiciously at the enthusiastic priest in front of him.

He asked:

"You mean, can you strengthen the power of this arrow?"

"I’m not afraid to tell you that this thing comes from outside the galaxy, from my home planet, this is a kind of... well, it’s not honor, in my civilization, only the weak who can’t pull the bow, Will use this sneaky weapon."

"Can it be strengthened, you have to study to get a conclusion."

Adam said:

"Mechanism never believes in pornography, we believe in the power of data."

"Ok..."

The old pirate looked at Adam. After a while, he asked again:

"The conditions you put forward are too generous, so generous that I dare not accept it... A very respected friend before me told me that if the other party said good things, then I have to think hard and lose. ."

"My last question, Father Adam."

Courage's body leaned forward. He stared at Adam intently. He said:

"With such generous help to rebuild the Marauder Pirates, what exactly do you want from me?"

"faith."

Adam is also very calm.

He looked at Yongdu's eyes, he said:

"We are bound by the sacred, and the loyal followers of the mechanical gods can not leave our holy place... But how can the belief of the **** of all machines be confined to a world?"

"We don't need any rewards from you, bravery. Udon Tower! We ask you for only one thing! In the place where your pirate group arrives, you must leave the faith of the **** of all machines."

"When the chant of gear roars through the stars, you have fulfilled your promise."

"This one..."

Courage is really a little uncomfortable because of the ideas of these crazy believers and gods. He simply said frankly:

"His priest, we are marauders pirates, our style is not as you think...'justice'. I mean, wherever we go, war and plunder will be attracted, which is really not a good missionary. Means, do you understand what I mean?"

"No problem."

Adam waved his hand. He said unchanged,

"Form is not important."

"Praise and sincerity are good things, but we will not ignore it. In disasters, there is power."

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