My Infinite Wings

Nie Yuli suddenly calmed down, bent his neck at an exaggerated angle and put his head on his shoulders, "Tell me about your price."

Oh what a sensible guy - he obviously knows that even if he asked me how the demon blood came from, I wouldn't answer honestly.

"Ah, I heard that you are working on an interesting innovation recently..."

The white light of the lens obscured my flickering eyes, and I smiled lightly, "That's an experiment about combining the essence of righteous skeleton and righteous soul technology to create an 'artificial reaper' - so I want to participate in this experiment and be the first to succeed. The works should be in line with my philosophy and belong to me, well, I just happen to be missing a third officer."

"...you said that?"

Nie Yuli's head returned to its original position and blinked strangely: "That's just a small project on a whim - well, let's do it, if you give me ten, no, twenty test tubes of demon blood, the deal will be done. ."

"Okay, but you need to wait a few days, and I have a request accordingly-"

I said solemnly, "You are not allowed to put any strange things in the body of the artificial Reaper that is owned by me - such as monitors, bugs or various other inexplicable potions."

Nie Yuli waved his hand impatiently: "Understood, you can follow the whole process of participating in the experiment - the negotiation is established!"

"Happy cooperation!"

"Well, this is the plan of the artificial death god, you can take a look first-"

Nie Yuli pulled out a document from the data pile next to it and threw it to me, "Hmph, if you don't understand... I won't explain it to you! In short, you can participate in this whenever you bring your blood. Experimented."

Before I could say anything else, Nie Yuli muttered a vague strange sound, and walked deeper into the laboratory with the test tube in hand. ————The dividing line of time————In order not to appear that the blood of the demons came too easily, it took me a few days to send things to the Technology Development Bureau, and I also need time to take a good look at this plan Book……

Alas, if it wasn't for the Nirvana Dream, I would never have thought of coming to this eerie and haunted place like the Technology Development Bureau!

"Hoho! I didn't expect you to have a lot of flair!"

Nie Yuli blinked his turbid and evil eyes, and looked at the document in his hand in amazement - Artificial Death Project? Aizen Annotated Version: "Well, although some ideas are immature, you are very likely to become a scientific worker. Your potential! If you hadn't already been the captain, I would have wanted you to come over and be my deputy!"

Huh, thanks to the technical materials obtained from "Inheritance", I barely understood Nimori's rigorous and crazy plan, and gave some opinions or suggestions on irrelevant parts - such as the "details" of the body of the trial work. And the modification of "certain functions".

Mmm... just like this, will I create a "Yuria 100 style" with the shape and personality of Niyin Dream?

A humanoid self-made device... that seems to be good too?

"Award, these are just my personal hobbies and shallow opinions-"

I smiled leisurely, "Look, according to my modification, the A area can increase the explosive power, the C module can strengthen the flexibility, the E group will make the spiritual power run more smoothly, and the G point..."

Nie Yuli's pair of strange eyes rotated clockwise and counterclockwise respectively: "Well, um, but if some mechanization is not used, her body strength will be greatly reduced!"

That's right, it was already determined in the plan that it was "she" and even the name "Neiyinmeng" was set--and the aesthetics of this super pervert, Nie Yuri, was not bad, and it turned out to be the use of Uno Hanaritsu. He Yeyi is a template to solve the problem of artificial death.

I waved my hand: "It's okay, I want her to be closer to a human, not a puppet."

"Forget it, since the decision is yours anyway, then I don't care-"

Nie Yuli put all the test tubes into a small test tube rack, held them up, stared at the bright red and hot liquid obsessively, "I'll take you to the laboratory first, but I don't have much spare time to accompany you next, I'm going to do new research soon!"

Taking me into the laboratory for the study of artificial death gods, Nie Yuuri gave a few words to a female researcher, asking her to obey my instructions, and left in a hurry.

It's just a few bottles of demon blood, forgive you that you can't study any useful results, hum...

Different from the "manufacturing" that I imagined like assembling a model, Niyin Dream curled up like a fetus and floated in the huge culture tank, and her jet-black hair was scattered and flirtatious in the light blue liquid.

It's okay, if the scene is...

"Hey, get the number one arm, and Type A's thigh and Ztype's small intestine!"

Then I'm afraid I can't be sexually interested in Yinmeng anyway. ——————This is the dividing line ——————Note 1: Because this work is not a DND architecture, so everyone in the devil family is a dark force!

PS: Due to some unspeakable reasons (big fog) this week, my generation can't go to QQ, so don't feel strange that I can't see it on QQ =_= above.

Chapter 209 Testing

Looking around, I found that the researchers here are all women-well, although they all look ordinary and even pollute the environment, but just from the test work that did not let a group of big men crowd around them, it is enough to see That guy Mayori is still very possessive! Hmph, since that's the case, I'll let you live longer. When you break into the virtual circle, Saar Apollo, who was mentioned by me, will definitely take care of you......————Time The dividing line of ————the artificial **** of death——the Niyin dream has been manufactured.

Of course, I will not forget to "engrave" the brand of absolute obedience in her righteous soul, and her character can still be set to be quiet and gentle like the original.

I used the power of Kyokasuiyue to push back the other researchers, and then locked the door of the laboratory. I started the final steps on the operating table under the large incubator containing Niyin Dream.

The liquid in the culture tank subsided with a gurgling noise, and Niyin Meng stood up straight and slowly opened her eyes.

After opening the shield of the cultivation tank, the artificial death girl obediently descended to the ground, looking at me curiously and calmly—when making it, she had all the basic common sense that should be input.

I first used the absorption of evil energy, and then I gathered traces of fire elements to dry Yinmeng's delicate body at zero distance, and at the same time checked whether the texture of her skin was as good as the data showed, and I carefully looked at the celestial state with great interest. The girl in front of me: "Hey, let's test it first! First, tell me your name."

"Nirvana Dream."

The girl folded her hands in front of her belly and answered without shyness.

"Well, then who is Nimori to you?"

The dew on the magnificent mountain has evaporated - don't be fooled by the illusion in the original book, according to the setting, the upper circumference of Yinmeng is G-level!

"The one who invented me."

Yinmeng raised her hands folded in front of her lower abdomen to facilitate my drying work.

"What about me, who is yours?"

The hidden place should pay more attention to cleanliness!

"You are my master... ummm!"

The girl's face was slightly red, not ashamed, but moved by my genuine "magic" fingers.

"Oh, why is it still wet? That's not good. If the root cause is inside, you have to go deeper..."

"Lord, Lord!"

Yinmeng couldn't resist, and had no sense of "resistance" at all, she just clamped her legs gently: "Please don't...don't take my first time with your fingers."

"Hmmm...Tell me, what are you mine?"

My fingers stopped advancing and stayed there to vibrate slightly.

"I'm... I'm a subordinate, slave, toy, and humanoid autox of the Master."

"Very good, but these are just basic settings. If your potential and performance are good enough, it is not impossible to be my woman."

"Thank you master."

I nodded with satisfaction, took a step back, and took out from the storage space a set of short-skirt-type death fighters, a pair of black high-heeled shoes, and a red-haired tie for braids that Nie Yuli had prepared for a long time. To her: "Get dressed, you will be the third seat of the fifth division from now on."

"Yes, Master."