"Why don't you use your android this time?
I've noticed those strange creatures, and you seem to enjoy using them. ”Ao Shutu, who shook the feathers on his shoulders, looked at the screen.Looking at the human street where part of the labyrinth was twisted into by the Cosmic Cube, and the confused West Thorne with the head of a fish, he asked his spokesperson with a smile."
It's not enough insurance, although Sithorne has a problem with his identity now, and even thinks he is a ghost, but he is still an ancient god of your generation after all."
Su Ming, who was smiling, took a puff of cigarette, slowly exhaled the smoke, and threw a cigarette to his cousin: "No matter how good the android is, it is fake after all, it is no problem to hide from humans and the existing scientific and technological exploration of humans, but if it is used to deceive Sithorne, it is necessary to change to a real creature."
It's okay to use the cosmic cube to shape one or two creatures, but if you want to imitate a town with a population of tens of thousands, it is more energy-efficient to directly use ready-made actors. ”Everyone and everyone's eyesight is different, like a bionic thing, absolutely can't fool Ao Shutu, as a goddess who has witnessed the birth of almost all life forms on the earth, fakes can still be recognized.The same goes for Sithorne, although he now considers himself a ghost."
For all the pain of love and attachment, for all the ...... of hatred and attachment" Angboda didn't seem to care about anything else, she was still humming the song repeatedly, waiting with great interest for the plot to continue to develop.It's also that she hasn't seen all kinds of bitter dramas on the earth before, you must know that this kind of drama you love me, I love her, and the final ending often ends with 'going to sea'.Sometimes there will be a good ship, sometimes there won't, and it's impossible to be undead anyway."
Although this creature called a strong orc has a soul, it gives me the feeling that their personality is very small, and they also have a lot of dark attributes."
Ao Shutu looked back at the surveillance screen, looking at the strong orcs who had been assigned the role of 'citizen', her big eyes changed back to a half-asleep hazy appearance: "Use them carefully, don't think of them as humans." ”Hearing this, Su Ming replied to the goddess with a smile, and took out a soda to taste for the two goddesses: "Actually, my judgment criteria are very strict, you have to look like a person, have your own soul, do things in personnel, you can't just speak English, and only if you meet three of these four items will I see them as human beings." ”"Hmm, orange-flavored."
I don't know if Ao Shutu heard it, anyway, she diverted the topic.That's not bad, at least she's already given a hint that she doesn't mind Knell introducing creatures from other universes to the multiverse. ................Walking through the bustling farmer's market, buying a small bag of bread and tomatoes for breakfast, the ghost ran and boarded the subway that was about to leave the station.The carriage was crowded with people, and the smell of these strong men in animal skins and tattered armor was not good, but there was no way, and those who had no money to buy a car had to share limited space with others.Every now and then, his nostrils would clog up, and the ghost, accustomed to the situation, found a seat, dragged his green robe and sat down, held the bag in his arms, opened the bread bag, and began to eat while watching the snow outside the window.It was tasteless, and there was even a feeling in his body that told him that it was okay to skip food, but the ghost felt that he was not crazy yet, how could a person not eat if he wanted to live?
He was not the only one in the carriage who had time to eat, but the other passengers were eating mushrooms and mysterious self-brought jerky, and almost no one talked to each other.Today's society is so indifferent.Tanioka < /span&gt; The ghost sighed, rubbed his nose again, took out the bread and ate it, and after thinking about it, he put the fish head given by the owner of the fish seller in the market into a plastic bag, ready to take it home when he got off work.In fact, he didn't believe in the magic fish head at all, he originally wanted to throw it away, but after seeing such an indifferent society, he felt the human touch from the fish head, so he changed his mind and planned to keep it.Anyway, put it in your bag and go to work, and it won't get in the way.The carriage made a regular noise on the tracks, clattering like a lullaby, but the ghost couldn't sleep, and he was still thinking about his ex-girlfriend and roommate.The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became, but at this time there was music in the carriage: "For all the pain of love and attachment, for all the pain of hatred and attachment, I can't tell the difference between love and hate, whether it is just ......like this" This song, the ghost felt painful when he listened to it, I don't know why, he felt that he had heard it countless times in his dreams, and every time he woke up, it was painful.My nose was blocked again, and it was so hard.But despite this, he still had to go to work on this miserable morning, because he was a loser, and there was no room for rebellion against society.In this way, the ghost, full of worries, was munching on the tasteless bread and thinking about his thoughts, and before he knew it, the carriage was announcing that he should get off the train.Putting the fish head and leftover bread in his backpack, the ghost sighed and walked out of the carriage with his head bowed, into the snow-forged subway station.Looking at the bustling flow of people, he felt incomparably small, like an insignificant amount of dust in the air.However, life goes on.Dragging his tired body, he left the subway station and walked to the company where he worked, a factory that made vending machines.He was involved in one of the most critical aspects of the manufacturing process, maintaining the stability of the physical structure of the vending machine through multi-point material linkages.Commonly known as screwing.He didn't know what the meaning of such work was, every day was endlessly repeated, but when the assembly line turned and the screw gun was in his hand, his whole person seemed to join the production process uncontrollably.Colleagues are silent, they are like screws in the whole society, carrying out their own division of labor, and he can only do this.And today he was a little late, probably because of his distraction in the morning, so when he came to the assembly line in his robe and sat down, the bald foreman who always had strict requirements for the concept of time and did not smile was already waiting for him......"
Wait, why did Agomoto become a foreman?"
Ossoto interrupted Deathknell's narrative and objected, "When did you change his memory?"
”The questioned Death Knell pinched his cigarette, put away the cigarette butt, and replied with a slight smile: "No, Agamotto is voluntary, he was trapped in the maze before and couldn't find you, so I 'borrowed' your voice to make arrangements for him, this should be okay, right?"
He seems to like acting. ”