Chapter 2261: Kailan is crazy

The calm island, the silent mountain bag, suddenly, there are unsentimental, cold and abnormal mechanical sounds, which is really chilling.
Fortunately, we know the source of the sound.
But it is so, still scared me.
Kailan was also very frightened. She almost missed the robotic bird. Fortunately, I took the shot in time and held the back of her hand to avoid a ‘tragedy’.
Having said that, is the mechanical bird falling to the ground really a tragedy?
"Magic fluctuation meets... Magic fluctuation meets... the identity test begins... the identity test begins..."
As the content of the sound changes, the short and small beak of the mechanical bird stretches out, becomes longer, and becomes thinner. It becomes a very sharp needle.
The tip of the beak quivered slightly, and the next second, without warning, pointed at the palm of Kailan's hand, which was a stab.
Kailan's skin, which was not blessed by the power of fading, was as soft as fresh tofu, and it was pierced all at once.
The blood, drop by drop, was slowly sucked into the abdomen from the beak of the mechanical bird.
"This thing blood? Isn't it a mechanical bird, but a mechanical mosquito?" I frowned and put my fingers on the handle of the demon sword, ready to pull the knife out of its sheath, and cut it off.
Kailan suddenly exhaled softly: "No, wait, its blood sucking movement is very light and soft, and it doesn't seem to hurt me."
"Very light? Very soft?" I stared at the slender beak blankly, through the thin translucent metal, staring at the drops of dark blood being sucked into the bird's belly.
After a long while, I couldn't help muttering: "The mosquito blood, and it seems to it drop by drop into the belly like this. Can you say that the mosquito does this, and it doesn't mean to hurt you?
Seeing Kailan's persistent eyes and firm expression, I hesitated and pulled out a few inches of the demon sword and slowly put it into the sheath, and advised: "Innocence should also be divided into time. Don't judge the other party just because the appearance of things suits your preferences. no offence."
"Well, I see." Kailan nodded, but still insisted not to let me chop off the mechanical bird.
I waited patiently for a few minutes, and finally, the whole bird became bulging, like a tennis ball, the cold electronic sound sounded again
"The descent matches... the descent matches... the genes match... the genes match... Undoubtedly, the pedigree holder is the descendant of the orthodox Celestial race, the first generation. ....."
The words stopped abruptly, and then there was a series of murmurs, harsh and unpleasant.
I plugged Kailan's ears with my fingers, and Kailan was also very considerate to use the free hand to block one of my ears, but the other ear was empty, and was baptized mercilessly by the noise.
In the meantime, I tried to squeeze the mechanical bird into a scrap iron ball several times. Fortunately, I was informed rationally that there might be a little problem with this guy in the process of analyzing Kailan’s identity. Maybe next second, next second Will recover.
However, this next second waited for an unknown amount of time. Just as my patience was about to collapse, a clear voice sounded again: "Identity is met, the door opens, and the new owner is welcome to the Celestial Clan Research Base."
With the sound of the sound, the mountain bag began to tremble, and the tremor became more intense, like an earthquake.
Being unstable, I picked up Kailan, who had fallen to the ground a long time ago, and staggered all the way to the foot of the mountain.
The footsteps here have just stood firm on the flat ground, and a finger-thick gap suddenly cracked in the middle of the mountain bag. The next moment, amidst the roar, two quarter-round metal covers gradually sank into the mud.
A magnificent research base is now in sight.
Different from the Fourteenth Research Base, this research base not only has neat construction specifications, but also every machine seems to be brand new. Even some of the robot arms have still moist anti-oxidation oil!
Isn't this a research base that has never been used?
When I was shocked, I heard Kailan greet me not far away. I walked quickly over and saw her pointing to a stone monument and asking: "What is written on it?"
Looking around, I translated: "Mechanical Ares Mechanical Division."
"Mechanical God of War!" I was taken aback, and suddenly remembered Tyrannosaurus King Bakar's words. It used to be defeated by the war puppet Geboga developed by the Mechanical God of War.
If, I mean, if I can get Geboga’s manufacturing technology, coupled with huge capital investment, timely material supply, will it, will I use this as a basis to complete my small goal, Realizing my little blueprint?
Greed, like a flood, overwhelmed my reason in an instant. Fortunately, at this moment, Odachi's sneer, like a heavy bell, awakened me in my dream.
Inhaling a cold breath, feeling the sweat on his cheeks with lingering fear, then rubbed his stiff cheeks.
The greedy smile just now must be very ugly.
"Wake up?" Odachi's tone was still plain and playful.
I touched my nose a little awkwardly: "I woke up."
"It's fine if you wake up," Data said, "I'm still wondering if you will lose your nature because of greed. It's not bad, you wake up yourself."
"Haha" laughed twice, swallowed, and I said, "Thanks to your sneer, I woke me up."
"The sneer is just a support" Datadao said: "You can wake up, or rely on your own will. At this point, you and my former master are still a bit similar."
"Really?" I smiled bitterly: "Should I feel honored?"
Odachi made no sound, and seemed unwilling to continue to entangle me on this issue.
Kailan stroked the top of the mechanical bird, looked at the steel jungle in front of him, took a deep breath, and muttered: "It's so missed, why? Why do I miss it so much? I don't remember having lived in such an environment. However, this familiar taste... as if I grew up in this environment since I was a child."
"This is probably the deepest emotion lurking in the blood of the Celestial Clan." I also took a deep breath. The smell of steel, the smell of moisture, and the faint smell of rust were all in my nose and mouth. Sweet: "This is the smell of metal."
"Yes, the smell of metal" Kailan murmured. Suddenly, she turned to the mechanical bird and asked softly, "Is there an optimized design drawing for the equipment strengthening machine?"
A few seconds later, the mechanical bird gave a reply-no.
At the same time, another reference reply was given: "Here are the G series robot design drawings, the viper cannon design drawings, the Ez-8 self-explosive design drawings, the RX-78 design drawings..."
"Enough!" Kailan shouted loudly, shocking me, who was so intoxicated.
"Since there is no design drawing of the equipment enhancement machine, is there a design drawing of the revolver?"
"Searching, please wait...Sorry, there are only automatic pistol designs in the base, not revolver designs."
Kailan was crazy.
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