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The drug was successfully developed, but how to bring it safely into another world requires further experimental verification.
Pushing away Fuxing Wu who was clinging to her, Hipper, who was in high spirits at the moment, had no time to kiss and hug him - she was planning to find an opportunity to have an affair.
Well, it’s to verify the experimental results.
"Hippo~" The man persevered and moved closer again, tightening his arms to squeeze the softness of the girl's chest, and the kiss on her shoulder and neck also carried a different meaning.
"Do it?"
As always, he took every opportunity to seduce her.
But she really wasn't in the mood today.
"Be restrained. Excessive indulgence is bad for your health." She rejected his advances lightly and scolded him in a lecturing tone.
"Be more restrained."
The man pouted and, as if to vent his anger, rubbed her neck with the tip of his teeth, leaving a clear mark. Then he let go of her hand, turned her body around, cupped her face and ended the entanglement with a deep kiss.
In the end, he held back his anger and turned around to play games.
"Come back soon."
...The carnivorous type only knows how to eat all day long. Can't they be a little more reserved like Xiao Wu, the pure love type?
Hipper wiped the water from the corner of his mouth, took two tubes of medicine and walked towards the main control room - that was the computer room, simulating the core area of the universe, which could be directly connected to the center of the celestial system.
She was going to do something there that couldn't be discovered by Fuxing Wu and Yuanchu Tianti. The former was playing a game and couldn't enter, while the latter was currently traveling with the teacher.
As long as you make less noise, you won't be discovered.
She wanted to secretly build a gun without telling the primordial body—forged from the celestial metal. In a sense, this was like pulling out its bones and gouging out its flesh.
So it has to be done quietly.
If you are found out, you will be scolded.
Celestial metals contain special energy and their mass structure is extremely stable, making them difficult to deform through conventional means, let alone forging using flames - unless you throw them directly into the sun.
She had never thought about this thing before, so she was a little confused about how to transform it. Judging from the data structure, the difficulty of transforming celestial metal...
As difficult as a natural chasm.
In the world where Gojo Satoru's original body existed, she did not have the ability to protect herself. Therefore, for now, it was still necessary to equip herself with self-defense weapons.
Portable pistols and sniper rifles.
To maximize ballistic performance and achieve ultra-long range, she plans to build a sniper rifle with an extra-long, heavy barrel... It's expected to be 1.7 to 1.8 meters long and weigh over 40 kilograms...
I can't even lift it. I have to ask Gojo Satoru to carry it—but Gojo Satoru can't use a sniper rifle when he's there...hiss.
But no one says you can't make it if you don't need it, right? It's nice to make it as a collectible, or just shoot a few shots occasionally for fun.
Now that things have come to this, the thief's intentions are growing, and the plan has begun to take shape. It's time to steal some materials.
——Let’s beautify it and call it borrowing.
*
The celestial body resides in the lower layer of the Data Ocean. Compared to the independent compartment dedicated to it, it lies dormant most of the time, slowly rotating only when major events occur. On weekdays, it remains quietly, while its clone handles various matters on its behalf.
Although it's called celestial metal, the entire star is actually a giant sphere formed by the "corpses" of countless intelligent machines, gathered and twisted together - this constitutes the so-called primordial celestial body.
The Celestial Patrol Fleet ignored Hipper's arrival - her name was on the pass list.
Several mechanical eyes twisted and circled around her, then flew away to continue patrolling.
In this celestial world with strict security, where not even mosquitoes can fly in, she is the only one who can enter and exit freely, as if she were in an empty space.
To make a gun weighing more than 40 kilograms, you have to choose a larger "corpse" of an intelligent machine.
Hipper looked around as he walked, pacing back and forth like he was picking vegetables in the market, wondering which one to choose.
"Dear Ms. Hipper, do you need my help?" A small intelligent robot that had been quietly observing her for a long time flew over, and the emoticons on the display fully demonstrated its excitement at being able to talk to her.
(〃>▽<〃)/*
Hmm? Where did this little thing come from? Can it help? Will it turn around and tell the heavens?
"I'm going to do something bad, will you help me?" Hipper leaned over and spoke in a low voice as if conspiring.
"Your wishes are my underlying logic, ma'am. Please speak." The emojis on the small omnic's screen kept flashing, finally settling on a determined expression: (ò_ó)!!
"I need 50kg of celestial metal. Please help me pick some." Hipper said in a tone as if he was communicating his shopping intentions with a shopping guide in a shopping mall.
“!!!!”
Great, great treason!
The chip of the small intelligent machine was instantly overloaded, a wisp of smoke came out, and it fell crookedly at Hipper's feet.
"Will you help?" Hipper kicked it lightly with the tip of his shoe.
"...Help. Please wait a moment, ma'am." The little omnic shed virtual tears as it repaired its chip while flying crookedly and began to select the most suitable celestial metal for her.
"If you don't tell the truth, I can take you to the simulated universe." Hipper tried to bribe it with such conditions to cover up his behavior of taking something without telling the truth.
On one side is the mission, on the other side is the idol...it's really hard to choose.
"We can also arrange for you to go to the computer room to watch the surveillance." The Hipper Demon whispered and continued to increase the bet.
This job is so easy! No, isn't it just getting some materials? The idol has spoken, so why wouldn't fans take action?
"Yes, ma'am!"
After getting the right materials, Hipper carried the little thing back to the machine room with satisfaction.
She had already conceived the model of the gun body. As long as there were no problems with the disassembly and reconstruction, it would be a matter of minutes to make it.
However, it turns out that pride and complacency always lead to failure - even geniuses can fail.
"..." After suffering a series of setbacks in his best field, Hipper simply put down the materials, squatted on the chair, lit a cigarette, and tried to ease his mood.
Isn't she a genius? How could she fail here?
While she was smoking to relieve her boredom, the new worker who had just been brought back from outside quietly landed on the operating table and kept looking at her secretly.
He looked as if he wanted to say something but was hesitant.
"Is the language system burnt out?" Hipper glanced at it, cigarette in hand. "If you have something to say, just say it. I won't smash you to pieces."
It immediately made a frightened expression, flew over slowly, and landed on the table in front of her.
"Ma'am, I, I have a small suggestion, I wonder if I can give it to you." It even hesitated to give optimization feedback.
“…Tell me about it.”
Theoretically, there was no knowledge in the simulated universe that she hadn't yet included. But one must always leave room for error—especially for the possibility of being slapped in the face.
It doesn't matter if the content is known or unknown, useful or useless. Anyway, it only takes a cigarette, so consider it as fulfilling a fan's wish.
"Celestial metal is a neutral medium. If you want to use the energy of data to transform its form, you need a stronger stimulus... So, that... this kind of safety data can't be used to transform firearms." The little omnic chose his words carefully, fearing that inappropriate words would upset his idol.
Hipper sat cross-legged, reconsidering his approach. Security data, considered a positive energy, was indeed too weak to stimulate celestial metals... Indeed, celestial bodies themselves were carriers of data. If they could be easily stimulated, they wouldn't have been chosen to form stars.
On the other hand, the only thing that can truly stimulate it is probably...
"...erroneous data can erode safe data, but in essence, it is also a type of energy. It's just that the cost of containing it is extremely high, and it carries considerable risks..." The little intelligent machine explained in detail, fully elaborating on his understanding.
Before he knew it, Hipper was holding his chin and staring at it intently.
"Little guy, what's your name?" Hipper had completely understood its thoughts, but interrupted it at this time for something else.
"Me? My name is Hack." The little omnic shifted slightly. Hipper grasped the transmitter on its head, holding it in his hands and examining it.
"Hack, you're a genius." Her words made the little thing almost shrink in shyness.
"You've come up with a solution that even a genius can't handle!"
Who could have imagined that in the simulated universe there existed a second omnic capable of cooperating with a genius to this degree, even offering guidance? All omnics were uniformly manufactured by the Celestial System.
Oh my, in the second evolution, such an incredible little thing was born.
Gold will always shine.
"It's a waste of your talent for you to watch surveillance here. Come and be my assistant." - Senior worker, what's the point of watching surveillance?
Hack was so happy that he almost fainted - no, he really fainted.
It crashed.
With a clear direction, progress will be much faster.
Error data is difficult to collect from the eyes of artificial intelligence, mainly because as soon as they come into contact with this thing, they often turn to ash.
But Hipper was different. She had a privileged status and could easily appropriate some of the erroneous data collected by the Primordial Celestial Body.
She shoved the Hack in her pocket and focused on manipulating the faulty data, trying to use it to change the shape of the celestial metal.
Squeak——!
She quickly withdrew her hand, staring at the hole in the metal surface, lost in thought. I didn't expect this to be so irritating. How could I possibly operate this?
"Wake up, it's time to get up and go to work." With a flick of his finger, Hack woke up the still frozen computer. Wouldn't it be wonderful to be able to work with such a genius?
"Give me your orders, ma'am!"
*
The demonstration process progressed rapidly.
When Hack saw that Hipper's first thing after modifying the gun was to lie down to sleep, three question marks appeared on its display screen.
"Ma'am, aren't you going back to your room to sleep?" Are you in such a hurry? Are you very sleepy?
The genius had already closed his eyes while holding the gun, and casually replied, "I'm busy having an affair, there's someone outside."
Who's out there? Who are you looking for?
Urgent! I was caught off guard by the genius's private gossip. Is it going to be treated as scrap metal?
*
Hipper thought she had no problem landing from a high altitude since she was mentally prepared. But when she really fell rapidly from the air, she couldn't help but hold the bag containing the gun tightly.
It was so high! ! And now she was a truly mortal with a weak body, she couldn't withstand such an impact at all!
She suddenly remembered what Gojo Satoru said last time: "Before you see me next time, remember to call my name - I will hear it."
“Wu——!” Come and pick them up! It’s freezing!!
*
"Let's introduce ourselves again~" The blindfolded white-haired man extended his hand towards the last student of the first grade, signaling everyone to get to know each other.
Just as the girl was about to introduce herself, the man suddenly tilted his head, pretending to listen attentively, and the smile on his face quietly changed -
Become soft and cheerful.
"Hmm... wait a moment, I'm going to pick someone up." He didn't explain much and disappeared the next second.
After she called out the name, someone really caught her.
The man held her and the gun bag steadily in his arms, her whole body almost hanging on him.
"Huh? You brought some souvenirs this time. They're quite heavy." Gojo Satoru threw the gun bag over his shoulder and adjusted her posture.
But he saw the girl covering her bleeding nose, looking at him with sparkling eyes, as if she was seeing some incredible miracle.
"I want to see you!"
!!!
His heart skipped a beat and he was stunned for a moment as he looked into Hipper's eyes.
He had been looking forward to meeting his sweetheart, but was caught off guard when he heard her say that she was also looking forward to the reunion.
This indescribable emotion of being responded to made his heart soften.
"Yeah, me too."
Full of joy, surging like the tide.
"That's a sniper rifle, the latest weapon, I'm taking it back with me." She spoke in a muffled voice because of her nosebleed.
Hipper's body is so fragile now... She needs to be well nourished. Gojo Satoru thought as he carried her back to the apartment, carefully cleaned the blood off her face, and helped her change into clean clothes.
"Are you going to pick up the students?"
"Yes, it's Wild Rose. What would you like to eat tonight?"
What to eat... let the students choose, just consider it a gift.
"...This guy, is he like this often?" The girl, whose self-introduction was interrupted, asked the other two classmates with a look of forbearance.
"It's not that often... You just get used to it." Megumi Fushiguro, who has been with Gojo Satoru for a longer time, obviously understands his style better - when there is no trouble, Gojo Satoru himself is the biggest trouble.
So, just get used to it.
"I'm Megumi Fushiguro." He took the lead in introducing himself.
"Japanese knotweed Yuhito!"
These two people are such a contrast, so boring. The girl complained silently in her heart, and then said, "I am Kugisaki——"
"Hey! You're back, just in time." Gojo Satoru suddenly appeared, holding a strange girl. He gently put her down and naturally put one hand on her shoulder, appearing to have a particularly close relationship with her.
"This is Hipper. Wild Rose, this is your first time meeting her, right?" Gojo Satoru took out a chocolate ball from his pocket, handed it to the girl next to him, and introduced her to Wild Rose.
"Hippo isn't a student of Jujutsu High School, is he?" Although this scene really looked like a freshman meeting.
"This is - the teacher's wife." This is how he introduced her identity to his students.
"Well, shall we eat? It's a meeting gift, he's treating." The girl chewed her food and pointed at the man beside her, "Order the most expensive one, he's rich."
!!! She, Kugisaki Nobara, expressed her love for this teacher's wife in her real name!
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