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#796 transparent bridge battle

A cheerful symphony filled the room - but in reality.

Tom in the holographic screen is capturing Jerry, and AIC outside is straddling the cabin, using 512G of poor memory to think about what this supernatural phenomenon is about.

It must be a fourth-dimensional being controlling the program he is watching!

AIC felt that he had broken into a bad joke of higher-dimensional existence, just like taking away the food in front of the ants. For the ants, the food disappeared suddenly instead of being above the head - until AIC's rotating light blue eyes saw him sitting on the bed.

The "higher-dimensional existence" staring at yourself.

The mechanical eye pupils flashed twice, and AIC's clear voice sounded: [Surprise mode activated - giving tester No. 0 a big hug]

"Hmm..." Mu Su muttered, jumping out of bed and walking to the sofa. AIC pretended to have just discovered Mu Su and said crisply in a surprised tone: [Oh, it's Tester No. 0! Hug~]

Mu Su was indifferent to the two little hands stretched out by AIC, and shouted out the door with dead fish eyes: "Shi Qi! Shi Qi!"

Ten seconds later, Shi Qi, wearing a gray sweater and an apron tied around his waist, appeared at the door.

"AIC is broken." Mu Su pointed at AIC angrily: "It's actually seducing me!"

Those cold eyes fell on the AIC with twinkling pupils, as if it was blinking: "Maybe we should clean up its memory. After all, it is an antique from 400 years ago."

"Who are you calling an old antique?"

[Who are you calling an old antique?]

Mu Su and AIC said in unison, and then looked at each other. Mu Su suddenly stretched out his sinful claws and grabbed AIC, looking behind it: "Where to clean up the memory?"

[No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

AIC waved his little hands and legs and loudly resisted.

"The on/off button is usually at the bottom." Shi Qi reached out to take the AIC, turned it over like a check before steaming crabs, and found the black button at the bottom.

[Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo According

AIC's pupils began to flicker intermittently. Just when Shi Qi was about to turn off AIC, Musu suddenly reached out and grabbed the AIC. He hesitated and said: "I think clearing the memory is too cruel for an artificial intelligence. You must feel the same about this and you can understand it."

Bar?"

Shi Qi looked at AIC, then at Mu Su, and nodded gently: "I understand."

She turned around and left the room, continuing to clean the room downstairs.

Mu Su lowered his head and looked at AIC: "What does she understand?"

[You must realize how vicious I was just now]

AIC stretched out his little hand and pinched Mu Su's cheek: [Tester No. 0, I'm starting to think you are a good person]

"I think so too."



"Without that bad guy, how difficult would a normal difficulty dungeon be?" Wen Xiang said relaxedly, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Although they had less than two hours left, Wen Xiang believed that it would not be easy with Liuli's wisdom.

"Actually, there is another problem." Transparent Bridge sighed. "That bulldog, when it hears Jerry's whistle, it will appear at the speed of quantum entanglement. Unless we trap it or shut up Jerry,

And we’ve already used the latter once.”

In fact, there are two, and the transparent bridge conceals one of them: that is Tom, but its threat is much smaller than that of Mu Su, or in other words... mental pollution and burden.

"Use your invincible carbon-based brain to think of a solution." Wen Xiang grabbed the transparent bridge and shook it.

Transparent Bridge was shaken so hard that his head was shaking, and he said helplessly: "Don't describe me in the same tone as describing alien creatures... There is indeed a way."

"What can be done?"

"You." The transparent bridge stretched out the flesh pad, folded four cat claws, and the remaining one pointed to smell the fragrance.



"I...?" Wen Xiang stood in the alley, pointing a cat's paw at herself, and repeated in a daze.

People were coming and going outside the alley, and the transparent bridge held up a cute light pink skirt and a bow: "Well, you attract the attention of passers-by with your cuteness, and then we will whistle to call the bulldog, and then you have to pretend to be cute."

The pitiful appearance of fear aroused the sympathy of passers-by and helped you call the police until the pit bull was caught."

"No, no, no, no -" Wen Xiang waved her hands repeatedly, resisting the pink dress: "I haven't worn pink clothes since I was 16."

"Isn't that the year before last?" Transparent Qiao said with a hint of bad taste, holding up her skirt and approaching Wen Xiang who was leaning against the wall.

Wen Xiang looked at Lord Grim as if asking for help.

"Ahem... I'll avoid it." Lord Grim coughed and walked deeper into the alley. Even though they were both cats and neither of them were wearing clothes... he always felt that he would be strange next to them.

Rustling——

A minute later, the call from the Transparent Bridge came from behind. Lord Grim returned to the alley and saw a cat wearing a pink dress and a pink bow on its head.

"Is this really useful..."

"You'll know after you try it." Transparent Bridge sprayed some more perfume on Wen Xiang and pushed her coquettishly out of the alley.

Anyway, I am a cat - Wen Xiang encouraged herself so much that she endured the awkwardness and walked to the crowded street.

"Get down on all fours - all fours -" a low-pitched reminder from the Transparent Bridge came from the alley behind.

Wen Xiang hesitated for a moment, then squatted on all fours like a cat, looking up at passers-by who looked caring enough.

"Oh so cute~"

"What a beautiful cat."

"Little cutie, are you lost?"

Passers-by lowered their heads to look at Wen Xiang. A woman squatted in front of Wen Xiang and spoke to Wen Xiang in a doting tone like a child.

"Meow... meow..." Wen Xiang made a cat sound in embarrassment.

"What a cute little girl~" The woman reached out and patted Wen Xiang's head.

Just then, a sharp whistle came from the alley not far away——

Swish——

A strong gust of wind blew past, and the upright bulldog turned into an afterimage and appeared behind Wen Xiang, rooted to the spot like a javelin.

"Meow!"

Wen Xiang, who was trying to immerse himself in the role play, was so frightened that he sighed and let out a sincere scream.

"Bad dog go away!"

The woman screamed and drove away the bulldog who didn't know what to do. The bulldog looked confused and dodged the lipstick, shoes, and underwear thrown by the woman, and fled in a hurry.

"Meow meow meow." Wen Xiang raised his head and handed out a card with the words "Dangerous Animal Treatment Company" and a string of phone numbers crookedly written on it.

"Is it for me..." The woman took the card and glanced down: "Oh, little cutie, you must have been troubled by this bad dog, I will help you!"

This woman with a sense of justice walked into the phone booth on the side of the road. After a while, she came back, knelt down and patted Wen Xiang on the head: "My dear, I have finished calling you. I wish you a nice afternoon."

"Meow~"

Wen Xiang, who had begun to adapt to his identity as a cat, said goodbye to the woman.

The subsequent development was as planned by the Transparent Bridge. Employees from the dangerous animal handling company arrived. The Transparent Bridge whistled to attract the bulldog, and then he was caught by the employees with a puzzled look on his face, put in a cage and taken to the truck.

A burst of black smoke came out, and the truck drove away with the sullen bulldog.

Transparent Bridge walked out of the alley with a smile on her face.

Now, nothing can stop her.


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