The Spirit World

Chapter 1032 respond
"You... are crying?" I looked into Lilia's eyes.

She had tear marks on her face, but her mouth was as stubborn as a duck - I had never seen such a creature before, and I heard this saying from her.

"No……"

She replied calmly, using a wrench to disassemble my arm again.

Only at this time could I be so close to her, so close, so close that each of her eyelashes was black and shiny, making her blue eyes even more beautiful.

"How could you say no? You're really weird sometimes... You clearly cried, but you said you didn't. I clearly didn't say anything bad about you last time, but you insisted that I did."

"Shut up and don't move."

She had regained her usual calmness, and there was a kind of tsundere air that made me think she was too cute.

I don’t know if all men like this, but as for me, I quite like women like this.

In other words, she looks beautiful, but her personality is inconsistent with her gentleness. She should be hot-tempered and carefree, showing the image of a genius collaborative inventor.

Quite majestic - just like the first time I saw her, domineering, looking down at me, a poor miserable creature, in the rain and thunder.

Perhaps I was too pitiful at that time, and I threw away all my hopes, cutting off my sorrow neatly.

"What's the point of testing this useless blade every day? A standard rifle can easily kill anyone holding a knife."

I can't figure out the meaning of this laser blade.

"This is a sword that can cut off the future. I named it [Jueying]."

“Jueying…”

I repeated the name Lilia said.

Laser blades. In this decadent world driven by light cores, traditional swords have long been abandoned by the times. Even bolt-action firearms have disappeared for so many years and have become dead objects.

The laser sword blade named Jueying by Lilia was on my wrist. She used the almost universal coordinated wrench to transform my light-carrying core and the light-carrying arm that supported it again and again.

At first, it was just an ordinary blade of light. There was nothing about it that I could appreciate. The faint light flickered like a stream. In front of me, was it really a sword blade...

I don't agree with Chief Co-Inventor Lilia, and I won't even argue with her because that's boring.

"Jueying, what a good name."

A man was standing at the door, his arms crossed, with a deep smile on his face. When I looked at him, he also tilted his head to look at me with an unconcealed smile.

He has a face that I really don't like: he looks gentle, yet also a bit sloppy. These two completely opposite characteristics are reflected in his green pupils beneath his glasses.

"Ms. Niemann, are you still obsessed with this... uh... trash you picked up from the garbage dump?"

He spread his hands as if he didn't care, and responded to my ridicule without reservation: "Oh, I mean, [Useless Person], it's time for you to return to us, Ms. Nieman, [Downton Technology] still welcomes your return~"

He swaggered with his arms outstretched, the collar of his white shirt turned up, and his goat beard swaying with his cadenced accent.

He disgusts me so much.

He came here several times, trying to seize this high-end laboratory given to Lilia by [Downton Technology].

If Lilia hadn't told them, no one would have thought that on the blank floor tiles, there once stood several "war meat grinders" that could be called killing machines - ruthless harvesters created by Lilia.

I looked at Lilia. Her profile was like a piece of white jade with beautiful contours. The beauty given by God was like a gift for her talent. Her reputation among the co-inventors was enough to make those who wanted to join the ranks of inventors worship her.

But she doesn't care about that.

Just like the first time I met her, she was still staring at my arm mercilessly. Those exposed light curves were connected to my light core. I knew that if she wanted to, my right arm would be paralyzed in an instant.

"[Mobotman], your taste is still as bad as ever." Lilia stood up and put the wrench in her pocket. The hooded sweatshirt she wore day after day suppressed her dignity, but when she looked at Mobotman, her unparalleled genius ambition would undoubtedly overwhelm everyone...

including me.

I don't even know what she's thinking... I mean, I'm not at that level yet, there's no way I can see through her...

"Lilia Niemann, how are you?"

Mobotman waved his hand and lay down on a [repair table].

I was also on the repair table. Mobotman deliberately lay down on the table next to me. He looked at his right arm and snorted in an exaggerated manner, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a pity. I really want a light-carrying arm. But Mr. Tang wants to keep these two hands of mine to create a [work] comparable to the [Ultimate], so I can't bear to give them up."

He looked at Lilia, then looked at me smugly. I glared at him. His words were extremely provocative, which made me take action - I wanted to stand up, but Lilia glared at me.

Yes, Lilia glared at me unceremoniously.

I sat there, unable to vent my anger even if I were furious.

"Why, Ms. Nieman, when did you get a dog?"

He looked at me, I looked at him, he laughed and chuckled, then looked at his right arm: "Some dogs are hard to keep close to their owners, it's not uncommon for them to bite their owners, you have to be careful~"

In my eyes, Lilia was also quite angry. She was usually quiet and a very cold person. It was rare to see her clenching her fists.

At least in my impression, this Mobotman is a strange man who always makes Lilia angry.

"If you are here to say this, I don't have time to deal with you. Please get out of my lab."

"Yours? Old Master Tang granted you a special license to own a laboratory!" Mobotman suddenly jumped up from the repair table, stood up straight, put his hands in his trouser pockets, tilted his head forward, and stared with his eyes, full of malice: "But that was because Old Master Tang pitied you. Now you no longer have the creativity of a genius, and Old Master Tang has long been disappointed in you!"

Mobotman straightened his back and smoothed his hair. "Humph! Do you think I'm here to play with you? Today, you either go back to Downton or get out of this lab! Anyway, you are no longer of any use to Mr. Tang, so it's time to get out!"

"You! Watch your words!"

I flew into a rage, and by pressing my own light-carrying circuits together, the laser sword beneath my wrist could draw blood in just a few seconds!

I have no right to speak. In front of the co-inventors, a small minion like me with a light-carrying core is not an enemy in the eyes of the weapons they create.

My roar was all because of Lilia.

I can't bear to see her being humiliated.

Never.

I stared at Mobotman's head.

Suddenly I realized the necessity of traditional swords.

(End of this chapter)