Mysterious Life Simulator

Chapter 44
Arcee!
For a moment, George's face changed.

There is no such film and television series as Transformers in this world, so Peter doesn't know what kind of character it is.

But George's soul came from another world.

You must have heard about Arcee.

She is a silicon-based life form from Cybertron. As a female in the group, her combat ability is far inferior to other famous Transformers.

Arcee's face looks like a combination of a clay puppet from the Jomon period in Japan and a female alien in a movie. Although it doesn't seem to fit the definition of a beautiful woman on earth, it cannot be denied that this may be the mind of an alien mechanical creature. beauty in.

As for Arcie's hairstyle, it is indeed the irregular shape above the face, and it is very similar to the big wavy short hair favored by Hollywood actresses in the 60s.

On the whole, as a silicon-based life with a relatively small size, Arcee may store some high-tech technology of Cybertron, but it will definitely not meet the requirements of setting off the next industrial revolution on the earth.

"Wolf, I always fall here."

Arcie didn't show much surprise at the two people brought by Peter, she spread her hands and complained,

"Maybe I should try buying some other games."

Peter: "Play the turn-based system, jump when it is in danger, wait for it to jump high and jump backwards, hit the left arm twice with the claws close to the left arm, and raise the leg to set fire. It’s easy to hit diagonally.”

Arcee: "Is this the strategy for the Ghost of Grudge you searched online?"

Peter: "Well, and I passed it myself."

Harry's jaw barely closed.

Surprise was written in his left eye, and surprise was written in his right eye.

Arcee waited for the computer to go to sleep before asking Peter: "Aren't you going to introduce your friend to me?"

Peter embraced George with his left hand, and Harry with his right hand: "This is George Osterman, he is a superpower who looks a bit like me, and he has great strength. This is Harry Keener, who engages in steel warfare." Clothing research and development, and a very good relationship with Mr. Stark."

Arcee is clearly more interested in Harry.

In her eyes, the superpowers on earth don't seem to be very powerful, especially the ability to fight individually.

Possibly even worse than a most ordinary Autobot.

It was Tony Stark, the rather high-profile playboy Iron Man, who made her very curious.

So Arcie stood up, half-bowed, and looked at Harry: "Harry Keener...how about your steel suit?"

Harry's curiosity about mechanical life completely overwhelmed his fear of the unknown.

He looked at Peter: "Can I pet your pet?"

【Boom! 】

George's fist landed on Harry's skull.

George: "Can you fucking have some quality?"

Harry: "Nobody can kidnap me as long as I'm immoral."

A big bump grew where he was hit by George.

Arcee: "Subcutaneous hematoma, you need ice therapy... Also, Mr. George Osterman, I'm not offended by Harry Keener's offense."

She fished out an ice pack from the lower shelf of the refrigerator and handed it to Harry.

Slumped in a chair, like a dead man.

Peter scratched the back of his head and said to George and Harry, "Arcie is my friend, I've known her since I was little."

Yes, I also came to this world when I was very young.

How small is it?

About the size of a fertilized egg.

Suddenly, a terrifying chill rose from his heart, and some inexplicable coldness went up from the tailbone along the spine.

George shivered involuntarily.

He suddenly realized something.

John Wick came from another world.

Arcee is from another world.

He, George himself, was also from another world.

Does this mean... there are more visitors from other worlds hiding in Nuo Da's Marvel Universe.

They may be righteous, they may be kind, or they may be powerful and boundless...

But in case...

Was it a careerist, a lunatic, or something else?

So George sat down next to Arcie quietly, pretending to be very curious and asked: "So when did you come to Earth? Wouldn't you feel lonely if you were alone?"

Arcee stared at George with her mechanical compound eyes.

After a long while, she said: "According to the calendar of your civilization, it was about... 16 years ago. Let me think about it...it seemed to be 19996?"

In 1996, it was the time when Chen Quanzhou's soul attached to this boy named George.

It was also the year he was born.

George's knuckles holding the phone turned white, and the frame of the phone made a slight cracking sound.

He saved John Wick's cell phone number.

When the matter is over, he will call for a showdown and ask Bobo when this ace killer pretending to be a taxi driver came to this world.

1996...

What happened that year?
Peter helped Arcie answer another question, he said: "Arcie has two other companions wandering on the earth, but unfortunately they got separated, and for some reason, they couldn't connect to the biological network in the group to communicate , and can't get help through the server."

You can't connect to the server of course.

Because this is not your previous world at all.

George frowned.

He realized that things seemed very complicated.

He urgently needs a military officer with a bright mind now.

Rather than a second idiot teammate.

"As for loneliness..."

Arcie shrugged, she didn't seem to have any mental illness developed by being alone for a long time,
"Honestly, no... Although your group is weak in body, outdated in technology, and brutal in nature and loves to slaughter the same kind, the tools used by the upper class to paralyze the lower class are always emerging in endlessly."

George: "So you're paralyzed too?"

Arcee: "..."

George: "So you're also inferior, aren't you?"

Arcee: "..."

George: "So I think you haven't played even one episode, have you?"

Arcee: "It's okay to insert a knife, but there is really no need to kill it with a knife."

Peter: "Well why don't we get down to business."

Harry: "You say."

Peter: "Don't make you sound like a boss, bastard."

Harry: "..."

After clearing his throat, Peter said, "That's it. I think since we already know each other's identities, we can be considered friends now, right?"

His eyes dodge a little.

Although he was speaking in a joking tone, it was actually very cramped.

Peter Parker...

Nerdy weirdo.

Poor wretch with no parents.

There is only one friend so far, and he is still a dead fat house.

Of course he was eager to make new friends.

Especially George and Harry, young and Dangerous friends who look cool and can play [-]/[-] with the punks on the school football team.

George: "Do you think we are young and Dangerous?"

Harry: "Buried love."

George: "..."

Peter: "How do you know I'm thinking... I mean, of course not, how could I think that?"

He made a statement of justice.

George looked at him suspiciously.

After a while, he said, "Yes, we are friends."

Peter seemed to be relieved, and he said: "In this case, I think it is necessary for me to share the existence of Arcee with you, especially when you need each other's help."

George: "I don't need help."

Arcee: "No, you do."

(End of this chapter)