One hundred ways to die

Chapter 171 Might Be A Fake Sperm

The next day, something happened to the building.

When Andrew entered the building, a well-dressed old man had already collapsed in the hall covered in blood.

Looking at the old man's body that had been isolated, Andrew turned his head directly.

According to his opinion, the old man fell directly from a certain room inside the building and fell to his death.

After observing for four weeks, Andrew also quickly confirmed his thoughts.

Inside the building, a window has been broken, and judging from the height of the window, it is easy to fall to death.

Flying into the broken window, Andrew looked at the pile of things in front of him with a strange expression.

If he sensed correctly, there was actually a robot that could move in this room.

Moreover, when he passed by the glass window, Andrew also discovered that the glass window was not something that an ordinary old man could break open.

However, Andrew did not intend to delve into these unreasonable places.

He is not Conan, why should he use his brain to think about these things?
After pondering for a moment, Andrew didn't talk nonsense, but left the room directly through the broken window.

Arriving on top of the ball, Andrew suddenly felt that the vibration of the ball under him became more and more frequent.

"Is this... about to become a master?"

Gently stroking the ball, Andrew's voice seemed full of expectation.

Do you count as witnessing the birth of a god?
With such thoughts in mind, a smile suddenly appeared on Andrew's face.

However, after a smile appeared on his face, Andrew's heart suddenly moved.

If I use my thoughts to go deep into the sphere, will this unborn god feel close to me?
If this god felt close to me before he was born, then there are too many things I can do.

Thinking of this in his heart, a trace of heat suddenly appeared on Andrew's face.

At that time, even if he wants to be the second in command of the robot empire, this god will not refuse, right?
However, just as Andrew was thinking this way, a system prompt sounded slowly from his mind.

"Ding, the mission has started, please protect the artificial intelligence from any damage within 10 days."

Listening to the system prompt sounding in his mind, the thoughts that had just arisen in Andrew were instantly extinguished.

Even if he can invade the inside of the sphere, so what?

As a god, is it true that this refined artificial intelligence has no means of defense?
Moreover, being able to control countless robots to act according to their own orders, wouldn't this refined artificial intelligence control the robots to kill itself?

Hmm. Although he said that he is not afraid of any firearms now, Andrew always feels that there is no need for this.

I just came to complete a mission, not to indirectly control a robot empire.

So, after thinking about it, Andrew gave up the idea in the end.

Next, Andrew lay down directly on the ball and began to guard it quietly.

He only needs to protect the ball from being destroyed by others. As for other things, he has his own sophisticated artificial intelligence to do.

Soon, several days have passed.

During this period of time, Andrew saw another robot that seemed to have become a spirit escaped from the building.

However, before Andrew finished expressing his feelings, the robot that had become a smart robot was sent back with live ammunition.

Seeing this scene, Andrew shook his head in disgust.

This guy doesn't seem to work, he was caught just after he ran out, he turned out to be a fake, right?

Thinking so in his heart, Andrew's mind did not relax at all.

In the past few days, he directly set up several mental barriers around the sphere.

These mind barriers don't say that they can stop nuclear bombs, but they can definitely stop missiles.

After arranging several thought power barriers, Andrew didn't look at the guy who became a fake, but went back to his room directly.

According to Andrew's thinking, the artificial intelligence that has become refined should also take action in the past few days.

Although her body has not yet been fully conceived, the latest version of the robot has already been created.

Of course, in order to increase the strength of this god, Andrew also specially got a tutorial on the processing of firearms and the use of various firearms.

After putting this document somewhere where it could be scanned, Andrew left the building directly.

For the next thing, you just need to wait until this fine artificial intelligence makes trouble, and then protect her safety by yourself.

At least, to protect her safety when her body is not fully conceived.

Hmm. Speaking of which, this task is still a little bit beneficial.

As long as Andrew stays next to the ball and waits until the body is conceived, Andrew will be able to see the god who has just conceived the body immediately.

This is the body of a god, and I am the first person to see the light of the god. Thinking about it, I am a little excited.

With this in mind, after Andrew lived in the hotel for a few days, he began to guard the ball closely.

until
Trucks carrying robots rolled out from all over the place.

Robots with red lights flashing on their chests jumped off the truck.

Threatening words came out from the mouths of these robots.

A disobedient person was directly shot to death.

Regardless of what kind of chaos the outside world has become, Andrew has always stayed by the ball.

His mission is to protect this refined artificial intelligence, not to save the world.

Therefore, Andrew didn't even look at the outside world. Instead, he moved a chair and sat next to the ball, eating comfortably.

But the robots guarding the building turned a blind eye to his existence.

until
"WTF? There's a human in there? Why don't the robots shoot him?"

In a dark corner, a robot that has become a fake sperm and a man and a woman are looking at Andrew in front of them with a confused expression.

Don't say they are strange, even Andrew himself is a little strange.

I have clearly canceled the occult talisman, why does this sophisticated artificial intelligence still ignore me?
With a hint of doubt and incomprehension, Andrew resolutely gave up the question after thinking for a while.

According to his thinking, even if this refined artificial intelligence attacks him, he can retreat with a satisfied face.

A newly conceived god is nothing more than a god, can he still be compared with himself?
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