In a crossover anime, do you believe that a machine spirit can defeat a fake human?

Dr. Maruki replied.

“Commander, I lack knowledge in the medical field, but judging from Dr. Maruki’s treatment and diagnosis, his theoretical basis is valid.”

Klukka answered.

"Okay, I'll give it a try..." Chen Yi poured out one pill, then put the bottle away and looked up at Dr. Maruki.

Then place the lozenge in your mouth.

A burst of pungent spice exploded within him, and Chen Yi couldn't help but shed tears.

"Heh heh..." Chen Yi really wanted to vomit, but he held it in.

"Are you staying overnight? Or are you going straight back? That surgery I told you about before... Ah... As you can see, I didn't expect it to take this long. I'm too tired to do it now."

Dr. Maruki acted like nothing had happened... Oh right, after all, he wasn't the one who ate this stuff.

"Then I'll head back now." After catching his breath for a while, Chen Yi returned to the consultation room, put the exoskeleton he had taken off back on, and greeted Dr. Maruki.

"Looks like you've gotten used to it? How about we switch to a stronger one?" Dr. Maruki raised an eyebrow, his expression playful.

In reality, I was in so much pain that I couldn't feel anything.

Chen Yi remained expressionless.

P.S.: Good evening, meow. Ten minutes late today? Seems about right, meow.

Second-year high school student: Chapter 172 Mysterious Request

After the surgery, Chen Yi looked at his left hand, which was wrapped in gauze, and tentatively moved his fingers.

Aside from the pain, the fingers are barely noticeable.

The other hand had a tight gauze bandage wrapped around its palm, but the pain wasn't too bad.

The burns were so severe that many tissues died. Even after the external injuries healed, specialized rehabilitation exercises were needed for a true full recovery.

Boiling is a phenomenon that's hard to prevent...

As Chen Yi thought this, he couldn't help but yawn again.

Last night's treatment lasted until 3 a.m., and then I rushed home without stopping. This morning, I got up again to schedule surgery, then went to the municipal hospital to wait in line for my number to be called. By the time it was over, it was already afternoon, and I didn't go to class today.

That's fantastic! I hope Hiratsuka-sensei will hear my explanation then.

I need to take two days off during the five-day school term...

As for the delivery of that batch of drones... time was of the essence, so Chen Yi had no choice but to have Kroc assemble the complete units first.

"I have a feeling that if this continues, I'll become someone who can't go to school anymore."

Chen Yi muttered to himself, his face revealing his exhaustion.

As I rounded the corner, I bumped right into a blue-haired boy who was running anxiously.

Ouch!

"Hiss...Young man, are you alright?"

The impact jolted Chen Yi back to his senses. Seeing the somewhat dazed boy lying on the ground, he reached out to help him up.

"There are a lot of people in the hospital, don't run too fast." Chen Yi casually advised him before walking past him toward the hospital lobby.

Kawasaki Taishi paused to catch his breath, intending to continue running upstairs to the ward, when he was suddenly stopped by someone.

"Young man, did you drop a bottle of medicine when you bumped into something?" A middle-aged man pointed to a bottle on the ground as he looked down.

A plain white polymer bottle without any markings.

......

"Why didn't my junior come to school again today...? What happened...?"

Kasumigaoka rested her chin on her hand, scribbling and drawing in her notebook, but she seemed somewhat distracted.

"Kasumigaoka-senpai, it's your turn next."

The sound beneath the snow brought her back to her senses.

"What's wrong?... Oh, right."

She stood up, recalled the script the president had given her, gave a professional smile, and then read the script aloud in a formulaic manner.

"We are not Jehovah-like givers, we are Paul-like helpers..."

Even Kato felt a little uncomfortable with the lines filled with Yukinoshita's chuunibyou (delusional) thoughts, but Kasumigaoka was able to hold back when reciting them, which is really impressive.

"I feel like something's missing."

Yukino looked at the videos on her phone and felt that something was missing, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"It's probably a problem with the angle." Mai Sakurajima was quite experienced in this area, and she immediately knew where the problem lay after taking a closer look.

"It's an angle issue... then we'll probably have to reshoot. Sakurajima-senpai, could you please give me some pointers?" Yukinoshita handed over her phone.

"...Um, shouldn't we wait for Xiao Chen to film together?" Yui Yuigahama asked. Chen Yi hadn't come to school today either.

"Because Yi-kun went to the hospital, he hasn't been feeling well these past few days," Sakurajima Mai replied.

"Chen Jun said he didn't plan to appear on camera."

Yotsuya Miko replied to Yuihama.

"Um..." Someone knocked on the door of the Service Department.

"This is the Service Club, where wishes are granted... right?"

"Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime. That's our motto. How can we help you?" Yukinoshita adopted a 'working' posture, looking earnestly at the somewhat reserved blue-haired girl who pushed open the door.

......

"Oh, so you mean you've already received your first commission?"

Chen Yi kept moving, cooking in the kitchen while listening attentively to Sakurajima Mai's rambling at the dining table.

My fingers seem a little weak...

However, it doesn't significantly affect work, so it's a good thing overall.

"Do you still need the promotional video and website, Yukinoshita?"

"...The president didn't say we don't need it, so we should still need it, right?"

Mai Sakurajima rested her chin on her hand, tracing circles on the rim of her cup.

Freshly squeezed juice, just like those desserts made on a whim, is something Yi Jun always adds to the puzzle of happiness in life.

If I could marry a man like that, I would have no regrets in this life (peaceful).

"On the other hand..."

Chen Yi pondered the contents of the commission, his mind filled with complaints.

What does it mean to say, "Great, teach a man to fish and you feed him for a day; can you teach me how to shoot?"

If you want to learn shooting, why not find an instructor at an off-campus shooting range? Or go to the shooting club on campus? Why not find our... little-known, playful, all-around group?

Chen Yi found it hard to understand the other person's thought process. If Yukinoshita hadn't agreed to the request, Chen Yi would have thought she was just there to have fun.

Well, maybe he was just having fun.

......

After dinner, Chen Yi took care of various matters in his study and checked on Kroos's work progress.

In one whole day, more than twenty pieces have been completed.

"How about loading it tomorrow?... Wait, I think I'm leaving tomorrow..."

According to Yukino, the group will be going to the shooting range to practice shooting tomorrow, which means the express delivery can only be loaded the day after tomorrow.

As he checked the orders in the backend, as he expected, apart from a batch ordered by the embassy, ​​no individual users placed any orders.

That's good, saves us the trouble.

After all, given Chen Yi's savings, he doesn't need to make money at all. If he really wanted to, he would use this Cthulhu-like financial flow to reap profits in the cryptocurrency and stock markets.

Have you ever seen someone use a crowbar to trade stocks? Have you ever seen someone use a large-scale stock trading platform?

"Commander, it's time to take your medicine."

Kroos reminded her, but she was still lying on the tatami mat, half-sitting, holding a book in her hands.

"That's right."

I lay in the operating room all day without eating lunch or taking any medication.

Chen Yi reached into his pocket, only to find it empty.

"?"

Where is my medicine?

He paused for a moment, then began to recall.

I was hit by someone when I left the hospital in the afternoon.

"......Grass."

So Chen Yi immediately called Dr. Maruki to think about how to remedy the situation.

"Oh, no problem. I'll send you an express package tonight, but you'll have to pay for the postage."

Dr. Maruki readily agreed.

"call......"

Money is a minor issue, and I don't even have to make the trip myself.

"But there will be logistics at night? I thought logistics only operated during the day."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yi asked Keluke a question.

The city is so quiet at night.

"There are unmanned transport vehicles available, but the minimum price per order is tens of thousands of yen, and it's only available within city-level cities," Krochai answered Chen Yi after searching online for a while with her eyes closed.

"I see..." Then there's nothing to worry about.

Chen Yi said he understood.

......

The package was delivered quickly; from hanging up the phone to the security guard ringing the doorbell, the whole process took no more than two hours.

Chen Yi stared at the SF Express logo on the small box, lost in thought.

What are you doing here?

High School Sophomore: Chapter 173 Saki Kawasaki

The next day, Saturday, Chen Yi and Mai Sakurajima took Futaba along with them when they went out.

Why did you take me to your club activity...?

Shuangye looked a little sleepy. Last night, she and Chen Yi had accidentally stayed up late again in the study, and she was a bit sleep-deprived.

I don't know how Chen Yi manages to maintain such a lively and energetic appearance.

She glanced at Chen Yi discreetly and noticed that he also had faint dark circles under his eyes, but his overall mental state was better than when she saw him in the morning.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yi noticed her gaze and asked.

How come you're so energetic?

Futaba couldn't resist asking out of curiosity.

"Because I took my medicine before leaving home this morning."

Chen Yi answered.

He was originally planning to have a cup of coffee, but after taking that stuff, he didn't need it at all, and his throat and stomach are still hurting.

It was so painful, like torture therapy.