Xingtie, the lazy girl wants to rebel

Seeing this, Heita lowered his head obediently.

But Qingque's fingers suddenly paused for some reason when they were gathering her hair.

That wasn't Qingque deliberately doing something bad to her.

But when Qingque's hands touched the back of her neck, she unexpectedly felt that this black tower was a bit...

Nice to touch?

I wonder what kind of bionic material the big black tower used to make the skin on the back of this maid's neck.

Although it has a cold touch, it unexpectedly feels soft and delicate, and Qingque feels like she can't let it go as soon as she touches it.

So Qingque deliberately slowed down his movements, his fingertips touching Heita's neck lightly. He caught a glimpse of the other's motionless profile out of the corner of his eye, and felt a kind of indescribable joy in his heart.

After the necklace was slowly put on, Qingque whispered as if his prank had succeeded:

"The necklace I gave you is a unique and precious treasure in this world..."

"You must wear it carefully from now on!"

Heita looked down at the necklace around his neck, then raised his head and fixed his gaze on Qingque. His voice was still cold and inanimate:

"understand……"

"Thanks……"

"Don't be so quick to thank me!"

Before the maid Heita could finish her words of thanks, Qingque interrupted her:

"It's not over yet!..."

As he spoke, Qingque circled back to the opposite side of the Black Tower, took the Black Tower's hand, and placed the necklace pendant in the Black Tower's palm:

"Do you know what this thing is?"

"Um……"

Heita nodded slightly. "It's the ether coin issued by the Interstellar Peace Company some time ago..."

"That's right!"

The common sense information module implanted in the Black Tower's consciousness was functioning well, which obviously made Qingque look very happy.

"But what I give you is incomparable to those assembly line creations!"

"The one on your chest was given the etheric editing function by me personally!"

"It's not priceless, but at least it's priceless!"

"Oh……"

The maid Heita replied lightly, as if trying to make Qingque's boasting less embarrassing.

But even so, Heita's attitude still didn't seem to satisfy Qingque. After hearing this dry response, she pouted and complained dissatisfiedly:

"Tsk, so boring..."

Afterwards, Qingque, feeling disappointed, simply returned to the main topic:

"So, you should also know what ether editing is?..."

"Yeah. I know……"

"OK, then I don't have to explain it to you again!"

Qingque changed the subject:

"Let me be frank. I gave you this necklace because I want you to master the technology of ether editing!"

"You can also help me share some of the pressure when I get into trouble later!"

"As you command, Master."

Black Tower's response remained as indifferent.

Afterwards, Qingque took out the jade omen and swiped it casually. A technical document edited by her in detail last night was directly transmitted to the analysis module of the maid Black Tower.

"I've sent you the information. Please analyze it first! Let me know when you understand it!"

Upon hearing Qingque's command, Heita's pupils immediately lit up with a faint purple light, which was her unique reaction when processing data at high speed.

However, after the maid Heita entered this state, she did not take any further action for a long time.

Qingque was able to wait patiently at first, but when Qingque's legs were numb from sitting, the situation at the Black Tower was still the same.

This made Qingque wonder if it was because the ether editing was too complicated that it caused the computer to crash?

So Qingque bent down and wanted to knock on Heita's head with his hand.

But at this moment, Heita suddenly raised his head and looked at Qingque who was raising his fist towards him with his innocent big violet eyes.

Our eyes met, and it was very awkward for a moment...

But Qingque was an unscrupulous master after all, so she quickly took the lead in getting out of this state.

She put down her fist and asked the maid without changing her expression:

"Has the analysis been completed?"

"The data has been analyzed and the logic is self-consistent..."

88

Chapter 88: See this handful of sand? Roll it into chips!

"Well, it's pretty good!"

Qingque praised with an evasive look, but then changed the subject:

"But don't think this is the end!"

"As the ancients said, knowing is easy, but doing is difficult. Only through practice can you truly master this skill!"

Then, Qingque snapped her fingers and took out the compassionate Cthulhu Bodhisattva, who still had her body temperature, from her skirt pocket and placed it on the coffee table beside them.

"Here, this is it!"

Qingque had lost all his usual pious attitude. He casually pointed at the Buddha statue on the table and uttered extremely blasphemous words:

"This stuff is mostly made of silicate, similar to sand!"

"Just use the ether to edit it and rub it into a chip!"

"Also! The nanotechnology level of this chip better be higher!"

"At least let me play AAA games! Got it?..."

Qingque pointed at the foreign Buddha statue on the table, his tone so domineering that no one could question it.

And what is the evil face of the bastard master?

Just look at Qingque at this moment and you will understand...

Then, the little maid, who was bullied again, turned her head and looked at the coffee table.

His gaze paused for a moment on the strange and compassionate Cthulhu Bodhisattva, and then a subtle hint of joy appeared on that cold face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years...

Difficult?

"Master, this material has a very high impurity content."

"Using Ether editing and modification will consume a lot of resources and computing power. This method is not recommended..."

"you're right!"

Qingque, the owner, nodded seriously.

“But I don’t accept your advice!!!”

"Don't even think about being lazy!"

"Do it for me now!..."

Heita looked at Qingque silently. After a moment, the embarrassment on his face that seemed to be there suddenly disappeared.

She nodded quietly:

"Understood, Master."

Then she walked to the coffee table, picked up the half-palm-sized octopus statue in her hands, and closed her eyes.

Those beautiful violet pupils were hidden under half-closed eyelashes.

As the black tower began to mobilize computing power, the ether coin on her chest began to glow purple.

The sculpture in her hand also began to vibrate slightly, and the texture on its surface gradually melted away, turning into a flowing, smooth surface.

The etheric energy mobilized by computing power stretches from her fingertips to the sculpture like a winding ribbon, instantly penetrating into the microstructure of the material.

"Reconstructing silicate crystals..."

"Stripping away impurities..."

Qingque stood aside and watched her movements. Although she knew in her heart that this request was a bit harsh, she did not give in at all.

At this moment, the Black Tower's system is processing every atomic-level change at an extremely high computing speed.

But the computing power required for this work is too huge. Even though Qingque has upgraded the system hardware performance for the maid, she is gradually finding it difficult.

The data stream emitted by the ether coin on her chest gradually became intermittent, and her originally stable body gradually began to tremble...

Seeing this, Qingque quickly asked:

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

However, before he could finish his words, Heita's body suddenly trembled, and he fell forward as if his whole body was falling apart.

"Hey?!"

Qingque was startled and before he could react, he was pounced into her arms.

As soon as the other person's body was in his arms, Qingque noticed something strange.

Under normal circumstances, the body of Heita, as a puppet, should be the same temperature as the environment, but at this moment she is unusually hot.

Qingque looked down at the Black Tower in his arms. The Black Tower maid, who had always been rude to others, now looked particularly fragile. Her graceful body was pressed against him, and her hair was scattered on her shoulders.

It's like a machine that's running out of power but still trying to maintain the minimum operation. It's already doing its best...

"Alas... failed..."

Qingque sighed helplessly, but a different emotion arose in his heart.

As she carefully lifted the black tower, she murmured softly:

"Just do your best. There's no need to work so hard, right?..."

Qingque gently laid Heita down on the sofa. After making sure she was comfortable, he turned around and found a fan. He sat beside her, fanning her while observing her secretly.

"It's just overload and overheating..."

"It's not a big deal. I just need to leave you here and let you rest like a human being for a while..."

Her eyes fell on Heita's delicate face, and the corners of her eyes couldn't help but curve.

……

After a while, Heita's violet pupils finally slowly opened.

Her sight gradually focused, and what she saw was her master, Qingque...

Qingque was half leaning on the sofa at this time, swiping Yu Zhao on the screen with one hand and idly waving a fan with the other hand.

The fanning action seemed casual, but it was always aimed at her slowly and steadily.

Heita raised his body and sat up. When he saw Qingque's expression, although he still had no expression on his face, his subsequent movements were obviously a bit faster.

She sat up straight and lowered her head politely.

"Master, I failed..."

"Sorry……"

Qingque heard this, looked up at her, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: