Transmigrating Into a Violent General’s Sweetheart Breeder

The curator clicked twice on the guidance platform and expanded the virtual mecha image on the top floor. A blue logo appeared on the side, indicating that there were people in the venue.

"It should be on the top floor. Today is a working day. Very few people come to visit, and now that the museum has just opened, no one will go straight to the top floor."

Ling Huan bent over and patted Shen Zhuoyu's anxious head, "Don't worry, tell me which elevator Cheng Cheng got from, lead the way in front, we will go up to him now."

Shen Zhuoyu shook his tail and stepped to the left, and soon found the elevator.

Entering a completely enclosed environment and pressing the floor, there is a beeping sound of the elevator rope operating in his ears. Ling Huan’s back is leaning against the completely transparent glass elevator. I don’t know if it was because Cheng Cheng suddenly disappeared or because of the weightlessness of the elevator, inexplicably. I felt a strange anxiety, and even faintly felt that there was something calling him further up.

Ling Huan came back to his senses before realizing that he had already taken a step towards the elevator door. He took a deep breath and asked, "Why can't I receive any information from the anti-lost ring on the top floor, Lu Jin? , Is there anything special about the land general's mecha?"

"It's very special." The curator touched his pocket full of tooling jackets, took out a candy, peeled it and handed it to Shen Zhuoyu, who was looking up at the beating floor, "Don't worry, kid, I will find you soon. My good friend, the museum is the safest place in the entire empire."

"The mecha of the land general is called the Hunter. The configuration of the Hunter is the top level in the Thunder-type mecha. It can be turned on without charging. Now it is only turned into a dormant state in the museum. The original battle only destroyed the left of the Hunter. The arm cannot be repaired and sent to the museum, but the core of the star hunter is intact."

"The rest of the quantum devices within a range of one hundred meters will be completely affected, or even robbed of energy. Even when the sleep mode is turned on, they are inherently aggressive. Therefore, we have never laid any quantum devices on the top floor, nor How to put other people’s mechas. At the beginning, we spread the equipment once, and it all broke in less than two hours."

"Actually, the Land Admiral reminded me before, but he didn't believe in evil at the time." The curator smiled helplessly and looked down at Shen Zhuoyu, who was nervous, "Don't attack people, let alone attack the cubs. Those who come to visit on weekends are welcome. too much."

"But fortunately, the mecha authority of the land general is the same as that of most single-player combat mechas. Only the owner has one authority, and the other authority is vacant. If the land admiral does not come to the museum, it will not appear. Suddenly started."

The curator clicked on his hat, "After all, you have to contact the spiritual realm when you connect your authority."

"Single-player mecha entry does not belong to the owner's authority. It is tantamount to sharing one's back and weakness with others. There is no absolute alliance on the battlefield except for teammates who are side by side."

Ling Huan was stunned when he heard the words, his heart contracted sharply, and he couldn't breathe when he reached out and pressed his heart.

The elevator door opened with a "ding".

Ling Huan walked in behind the curator to truly understand what a radius of 100 meters meant.

The venue is too big.

There are a lot of things that will block the line of sight, and there are several compartments and long corridors for storing 3D video books and materials that record multiple battles.

Because I don't know if Cheng Cheng opened the door curiously and left the hall to go to another compartment, it became especially troublesome when looking for someone.

The curator sighed, "It's a bit hard to find, I just forgot to bring the speakers."

Ling Huan called out 009 in consciousness, "Are there any props that I can drop to help me find someone?"

[From the previously dropped items, no. 】

[But the host's mental power can come in handy, because the host has been in contact with Cheng Cheng more frequently before, so even if Cheng Cheng's mental power is not registered high, the host's mental power subconsciously has already remembered Cheng Cheng. Spread the mental power and cover the entire floor. If the target you want to find appears, the mental power will send back information when it touches it. It is very accurate when you find someone. 】

009 suggested, [But let everyone leave this venue, otherwise the host's mental power will be resisted when it spreads. 】

Ling Huan patted the curator on the shoulder and said politely, "Can the curator take Shen Zhuoyu to leave first? I need to use my mental energy to find someone and not be disturbed."

He looked down at the light brain on his wrist, and speculated based on 009's statement, "You can find someone in two minutes."

"Use mental energy to find someone?" The curator was taken aback, looked over in surprise, and when he met Ling Huan's serious expression, he pulled Shen Zhuoyu back to the door, "Okay, I'll take him out first."

There was the sound of closing the door behind him, Ling Huan pressed his brows, and looked down at the neat and narrow brick stitches on the ground. He seemed a little dazzled just now, and he glanced inadvertently and saw the flowing dark gold in the brick stitches.

He knelt halfway on the cold brick surface, closing his eyes and spreading out his mental power according to the guidance of 009 in his consciousness.

At the beginning, it was a little unfamiliar, but soon I found the feeling, and the mental power spread faster and faster, until it spread to every corner of the stadium.

Finally he found Cheng Cheng in the most remote corner, with a sad face pressed against the ring in his arms.

Ling Huan breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to take back his mental power, and suddenly came into contact with a powerful force.

From the moment he entered the museum, this force seemed to be connected to his subconscious, and it was always trying to approach him and attract him.

In the range covered by the spiritual power, besides the clearness, there is also a giant light source.

Obviously far away from him, I can clearly hear the cold mechanical sound being transmitted to the brain along the mental power. The light is getting more and more filled, and when it comes in contact with him, there is a slight electric current, and the electronic sound is very close to the ear side.

"The mental power is connected correctly, the main cabin has been opened, and the hunting star is for you. It has been a long time since I saw you, sir."

Ling Huan stepped subconsciously and walked through the corridor for a long time. He suddenly touched the cold steel texture with his fingertips. When he reacted, he realized that he had put his hand on a heavy mecha.

He opened his eyes sharply.

He looked up and found that he was standing in front of a pitch-black mecha.

The mecha knelt on the ground slowly, lowered its proud head, and placed the only intact manipulator in front of Ling Huan after a dull crunch, as if quietly waiting for him to come up.

Ling Huan saw golden circular ripples glowing on the chest of the mecha, spreading like ocean waves.

The mecha’s start-up welcome message seems to be different from the ordinary mechas he has seen in advance on the star network. It does not welcome the master of xx, and it is not that Mr.

It's not even an electronic sound, but a cool and smiling teenage sound.

"Mr. Lieutenant General, invincible, proud of you."

Ling Huan's heart missed a beat, he retracted his hand like an electric shock, and stepped back in disbelief.

Like his voice, very similar.

But how is it possible?

This is the mecha used by Lu Jinbei three years ago.

He came to this small world through a book. He didn't know Lu Jinbei three years ago. How could the opening speech be like his voice?

Maybe it was the start-up encouragement that Lu Jinbei recorded for himself three years ago.

After calming down quickly, Ling Huan shook his head and took all his mental power back. Looking at the black mecha head again, I found that the golden eyes that were lit when I touched it just now became dim again, and the robotic arm that fell on the ground slowly retracted, turning into a dormant posture at the beginning.

Ling Huan yelled 009 twice in his consciousness, but the stone fell to the sea, 009 seemed to have disappeared without a word.

There was staggering footsteps behind him, and Ling Huan's calf hit a small ball, and his voice was clear and trembling with fear.

"Brother, did your brother come to pick me up?"

Ling Huan pressed down on his cheek with the back of his hand, exhaled, and hugged Cheng Cheng, who was still carrying his bag, into his arms, and rewarded a little chestnut on his forehead, "Who won't you pick you up?"

"I told you to run around, did your brother say the rules when you gathered at the entrance of the nursery school? I will give you a small punishment." Ling Huan lowered his head to face the black peas, which was filled with bright tears, and felt a little soft." The fruit will be cancelled tomorrow afternoon."

"But I can eat a little bit when I go home at night."

"Okay!" Cheng Cheng rubbed his face against his chest, and said, "I didn't mean to run around on purpose. After experiencing 5d driving, I felt something in my mind called me and kept pulling. I got on the elevator, but it didn’t seem to be me, because I didn’t find it after I got up. I heard it just like that..."

Cheng Cheng lifted his head, frowned and sighed heavily, pretending to be very old-fashioned, and said in a low voice, "It's not you, but you have his mental power in you. I'm sorry you don't have permission to open me."

...

The door of the private clinic was hammered desperately by the courier.

Doctor Flanders, who was patiently chatting with the patient with glasses, smiled, "Oh what a wonderful knock! Elisa, help me see if the fine medical tweezers I bought two days ago are in stock, I really can’t wait. I want to take it apart and enjoy it."

"I'm sorry, doctor." Nurse Eliza took the package from the door, looked down at the signature for Flander, who was looking forward to it, and shook her head regretfully, "This is what a gentleman named Lu should sign for...eggs Large boxes of soup?"

Alisha looked at the package over and over, "Is it wrong? The clinic does not have a nurse named Lu."

Doctor Flanders smelled the scent coming over, turned on his optical brain, and found that there was a troublesome unread message lying in the inbox. He patted the table angrily.

"Lu Jinbei! It's Lu Jinbei's courier again! Why does he always send food to my clinic, and he is not allowed to eat it!? I must have him leave half of it for me this time!"

Doctor Flander picked up the package and looked at the lamp. "The official courier of Doumao platform! This guy is watching the anchor now? Obviously he said to me that this thing was the most boring thing and wasting time! The attitude of a man with little speech It has changed so fast!"

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