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"[Request] If the master doesn't want to be watched by this machine, how about exchanging the demonstration and recording objects?"

"call……"

Looking at the expressionless girl, Roland raised his eyebrows.

Although I really want to reject Hubie righteously, but as the old saying goes, human beings always make compromises.

"Jibril?"

"Happy to oblige!"

Seeing the interesting development, the dissatisfaction in Jibril's eyes was immediately replaced by curiosity. She flew out of Roland's arms gently and quickly performed several spells, turning the inside of the stone mountain where Roland was into a place that no detection equipment could find.

Then, she began to observe Hubie's reaction with interest.

Wearing a robe with a hood that hung down to her knees and rabbit ears, the cute and petite girl looked at Roland with an upright face as if she had not yet understood the current situation, with a dark and unclear smile flashing in her red eyes. Light, thin lips parted lightly.

"[Question] Has Hubie's request been approved?"

Hubi raised his pretty face slightly, and his eyes, which exuded inorganic light, were staring at Roland quietly.

"Permission granted."

After confirming that Roland's answer was another formal affirmation, Hubi walked directly to Roland without hesitation.

Roland took a deep breath, restrained his inner urge to hold him in his arms and rub him around, and then asked the first question before officially starting.

"But before that, Hubby, do you really understand what you should do?"

The girl tilted her head slightly and looked at Roland.

"[Confirmation] Communicate through skin-to-skin contact, synchronize thoughts and thoughts by imitating the same actions, understand each other's thoughts, and thus infect the key substances that lead to the soul. Is this an analysis error?"

Without even a moment to think, Hubie gave the answer expressionlessly.

"That's the theory, but if you can understand each other's thoughts just by having a skin-to-skin contact, humans wouldn't have to work so hard."

Roland looked at Hubie who was already sitting on top of him and said patiently.

"But it doesn't hurt to give it a try first."

For a girl who already has a strong self-will, Roland will never be bound by the so-called sense of morality. As long as she can make the other party fall, it doesn't matter if she is a bit bad. Anyway, moral integrity cannot be eaten.

However, Hubei prefers the process of dyeing it with his own color bit by bit, as pure white as a canvas without any stain.

Anyway, even if the process takes a little longer, nothing will change what happens next.

Roland reached out and stroked Hubi's soft hair, his eyes lingering on the girl's body.

Hubi still had no idea how dangerous his situation was, and moved his thighs slightly to make his posture more stable.

Along with this action, a piece of fair thigh skin was inevitably exposed under the hood of the girl's wide robe.

Roland also took advantage of the situation and hugged Hubi's soft and delicate body. It was obviously a machine, but the smell of the girl's body could not smell anything strange at close range. Only a faint fragrance could be transmitted to his nose.

The next moment, Hubi's whole body was attached.

The touch of the smooth and warm skin and the girl's confused eyes made Roland take a deep breath and look at Hubie expectantly.

Then, as Jibril watched, the atmosphere between the two was suddenly enveloped in peaceful silence.

When Roland's enthusiasm cooled down a bit, Hubie took the initiative to speak.

"[Question] You are not excited about this machine because it is not attractive?"

Faced with this question, Roland was a little bit dumbfounded.

After seeing Roland's expression, Hubi seemed to realize something. He imitated Roland's way of stroking her hair, stretched out his hand and touched Roland's cheek.

The temperature of the Ex-Machina's palm was not high, and there was a slight chill in the delicate fingertips.

This cautious exploration made Roland feel a little itchy. The unresolved numbing feeling, as if a tiny electric current was flowing through his skin, was strangely comfortable.

The sensory stimulation made Roland, who was about to speak, shut his mouth again and let Hubi do whatever he wanted.

Hubi did not speed up the progress, but used a very gentle force to gradually increase the range of contact.

Although it seems a bit inexplicable, for the Ex-Machina, this may be to confirm that the information is recorded in detail, but to be honest, even if there is no need to demonstrate this excuse, Roland will not resist this behavior.

While Roland was thinking, Hubie had already finished stroking his cheek. Then, the girl's fingers just paused for a moment before touching the neck without hesitation, and gradually spread towards the abdomen, as if to It's like engraving Roland's existence in my mind.

As the lower position became more and more unique, Roland inevitably snorted.

This completely different reaction from before made Hubi speed up the frequency while looking at Roland seriously.

"[Understanding] The so-called skin-to-skin contact is indeed a metaphor for the act of reproduction."

"Huh? So Hubby means..."

Roland pretended to be serious, but Hubie never intended to be secretive.

"[Conclusion] You can obey your desires and ravage this machine."

"Huhu, you are indeed a piece of scrap metal that doesn't understand emotions," Jibril, who was in the air, showed a bright smile because of Hubi's speech, and sighed in a proud tone: "What do you think of Lord Roland? It’s just that this kind of little trick is as natural as breathing to this adult. At most, it is still far away from exploding like a wild beast!"

"Like breathing, isn't that a bit too much? Where did I come from as an innocent boy?"

Roland endured the shock-like feeling and responded helplessly to Jibril.

Although she always has good intentions, for some reason, Jibril always unconsciously puts Roland on a far-sighted and exhaustive level. Now the human race can so smoothly connect Roland's various scandals and murders. incident, her respectful attitude cannot be separated from it.

Hubie didn't stop what she was doing. She looked at Roland with a cold expression, which was enough to make the blushing behavior of an ordinary girl not make her feel even the slightest bit uncomfortable.

But after hearing Jibril's words, she responded with a calm voice.

"[Understanding] That's it, the pattern is loading."

After a stream of information flashed through her eyes, the girl's mechanical actions gradually became more skillful.

From simple caressing to gentle kneading, although he was more unfamiliar with this aspect than Jibril at first, relying on the function of the analytical body and being able to find Roland as a reference object for comparison at any time, Hubi's rapid Make progress.

Seeing the huge contrast between the emotionless, calm and firm eyes and the extremely contrasting feelings on his body, Roland couldn't help but feel excited.

The attack was as fast as a bolt from the blue and then immediately calmed down by a gentle breeze. Amidst Roland's dry laughter and increasingly heavy breathing, Hubi stopped his attack with an expressionless face.

She studied the light in Roland's true red eyes that made her skin become hot unconsciously. After confirming that it was not fleeting, she nodded calmly.

"Miss Hubie?"

"[Confirmation] The apparent fluctuation of the mind has affected this machine, and the synchronization rate far exceeds the maximum value required for fusion."

This situation of no improvement made Roland frown slightly, but although his fair skin was slightly red, Hubi still did not forget his purpose.

"[Request] Breeding behavior with this machine."

"Hmm... Indeed, after all, the conditions have been met, so this request is natural."

Roland also showed a calm expression, "But - I refuse."

He is not a gentleman who can remain calm under such circumstances, and he does not intend to disappoint Hubi in this matter, but...

"Before you do this, you should have the corresponding configuration first."

Roland said helplessly, spreading Xiubi's forehead.

“I really don’t mind the vise-like feel, but it’s a bit insensitive to doing it with a real vise.”

Although Hubie is indeed an attractive girl on the outside, her skin is entirely made of cold machinery. As a combat weapon, she does not need to have this function, and naturally she will not have human-like organs.

Except for the necessary core, other parts exist to better exert the performance of the body. Even the internal organs do not exist, so naturally there will be no structure for such activities.

Although with Roland's current physical strength, if he really wanted to do it, it would not be nonsense, but the outcome of the destruction of the Hubi machine and the death of everyone is completely foreseeable.

Moreover, in the final analysis, Roland's xp is not as free as it is.

Seeing the troubled expression on Roland's face, Jibril's petite body kept rising and falling due to the violent laughter, and her face showed joy visible to the naked eye.

"[Negation] Without ingesting the necessary viruses and the source of life, the initial construction of the mind cannot be completed."

There was a look of dissatisfaction on the girl's face, and the force of her attack became a little stronger.

"It's useless even if you say this. Let's replace the accessories first!"

Just when the two of them were looking at each other in a stalemate, as if they were angry, Jibril, who was watching the fun and not taking it too seriously, said with a smirk, "That's not right, Lord Roland, have you forgotten that there is an idea to get the best of both worlds?"

"[Question] What is that?"

"Hmph," Jibril said proudly: "In the human race's spiritual equipment experiment, because of their weak bodies, there is no need to perform steps to synchronize their minds. They can directly use what they call the Sea of ​​Life. To sublimate.”

"Although we upper-class races have a little more trouble, after completing the synchronization, this principle can still be used. However, compared to the simple sea of ​​life, we need a higher concentration of substances to be able to do it. this point."

"Ok?"

Roland's lips twitched when he realized what Jibril wanted to do, but he didn't make a sound to stop her.

This kind of behavior that seemed to be acquiescing made Jibril even more happy. She looked at Hubie and said in a persuasive way.

"The human species calls the Sea of ​​Life the Blood of God, and the substance that allows us to break through racial restrictions and possess a heart can undoubtedly be called forbidden fruit, so..." At this point, those who have never tried this act before Jibril also showed a hint of blush on her face.

"If you really want to win a heart - eat the forbidden fruit!"

Hubi didn't even hesitate for a moment after getting the answer. Although she was aware of Jibril's emotions, this theory was indeed correct. She slid her body down and spoke softly.

Even if he couldn't see Hubie's pupils at this moment, Roland's body became stiff, as if he was trapped in some heavy restraint.

Jibril, who was watching this scene intently, floated to Roland's side, opened her pale lips, and pressed them against Roland's earlobes. She gently stroked Roland's hair with her fingers, half teasingly, half sincerely. said softly.

"...Swallowed it, swallowed it!

——Lord Roland, how do you feel now? How does it feel! ? "

Chapter 329 Purgatory Unparalleled Explosive Heat Wave Cannon

When the light coming from inside the stone mountain was gradually shrouded in darkness, Roland, unable to look away, quietly stared at the little head that bowed respectfully.

Hubie gently arched his head and lowered his head slightly, like an ostrich burrowing into the sand, or like a kitten acting coquettishly towards its owner.

"Master, is this level okay?"

Hubby said calmly, if it was an ordinary race, they probably wouldn't be able to formulate a complete sentence in such a bad situation.

But she could still express her meaning with such a clear voice, and Roland had to admire the creator of the Ex-Machina.

Although Hubi's voice was not loud and could easily be ignored, there was no interference from other noisy sounds in this silent stone mountain. The volume was enough for Jibril next to her to hear clearly.

Roland could feel that Jibril's eyes suddenly became hot.

Being stared at by the girl with such an expression, even a shameless person like Roland felt a little bit like needles.

From an emotional point of view, this should not be an emotion of condemnation or helplessness, but a look with a hint of resentment.

But Hubie didn't seem to notice this, and still worked hard on his own.

She used a little more strength in her weak arms holding Roland's legs, as if she was afraid that he would escape.

Do you actually regard the attitude of the people next to you as a means of assistance?

Even if he doesn't understand the existence of the mind, his performance of calculating all probabilities and conditions is, in a sense, a really scary child.

Roland couldn't help but think so, but he was still pretending not to be aware of it, so he was no better.

From this point of view, although he was slightly apologetic for looking at Jibril, her observation did play a positive role in promoting him.

Jibril pursed her lips and stared blankly at Hubie's every move, her eyes a little confused.

She unconsciously stretched out her index finger, wrapped her soft pink hair around her fingertips, half-lying in the air, floating slowly as if on the water, looking down at the two people below.

Although the center of her body was gradually leaning forward, her breasts wrapped in a short top still maintained their perfect shape, as if they had escaped the shackles of gravity.

And under the particularly sexy lower abdomen, the slender legs under the long skirt were rubbing uneasily with the girl's movements.

Coupled with the rare blush on the face of the usually optimistic girl and the slightly shy look in her eyes, if Azriel was still here and saw this extremely tempting scene, she would definitely rush towards her with a nosebleed.

Jibril, who was always lively, had been in this speechless state for a while.

The reason is...annoyance plus a little bit of unwillingness.

Hubie did not moan in unbearable pain like when Azriel was punished before, but her childish appearance still reminded Jibril of her past self.

Even if she and the Ex-Machina below have existed for far longer than many of humanity's ancestors, it is ethically and morally reasonable.

However, due to the appearance in a weak state, humans still regard this behavior as something that needs to be avoided.

What's more, based on her personal experience, Roland should not have so many taboos.

Moreover, Roland's mood was obviously much happier than when he bullied Azriel.