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Xin Lan couldn't hear what Lorraine was saying. Military communicators were kept confidential, so only by putting it to her ear could she hear the other person's voice.

But he has eyes, he has an emotion detection system.

The crystal in his eyes clearly recorded Ivy, who was furious at the moment. Her anger value exceeded all the records in history. After issuing a level one alarm to Lorraine, Xin Lan heard Ivy's teeth chattering.

He shivered and felt a chill on his neck, as if a gust of cold air had taken in.

Ivy heard Lorraine continue in that emotionless voice: "I'm glad you asked, but it doesn't seem appropriate now."

Ivy yelled at Xin Lan angrily: "Take your communicator and leave here, otherwise——"

She couldn't say "I'll beat you to death otherwise."

Xin Lanwen remained motionless and sighed: "I'm sorry, I have to ensure your safety."

Must guarantee.

One is a girl who is so kind that she can't even say a harsh word, and the other is a ruthless man who can dismantle a robot with his bare hands. Xin Lan used her database and reason to analyze the result.

He must listen to Lorraine, as the loss of offending Ivy would be lower.

Ivy ignored him.

Qingkong and Yuyun activated the steel cable. After Songxu and Rentaige successfully went up through the steel cable, not long after, the steel plate elevator slowly descended again.

Xin Lan chased after her and put the communicator next to Ivy's ear. Ivy didn't want to listen, but still heard Lorraine's instructions.

"It's okay for us to come up together," he said, "We can talk about Xin Lan somewhere else."

Ivy scoffed: "I hope that 'place' doesn't mean the bed."

Lorraine said calmly: "Other places are also possible."

Ivy wanted to rush up and grab him by the collar - just like in the movies made a hundred years ago, to scare him badly.

But she knew it was impossible - Lorraine could pick her up easily with one arm and lift her as easily as a dumbbell.

Ivy suppressed her anger: "I hope you remember that we have agreed to a divorce."

"I also want you to remember," Lorraine said, "that our marriage is not officially divorced yet, and I want you to keep a proper distance from your first love."

His voice was low and unhurried.

"I have a clear conscience," Ivy said, "If you consider normal search and rescue as 'inappropriate distance', then you are really pitiful - have you never had normal friendship, Mr. Hector?"

Lorraine said calmly: "Normal friends will not be jealous of each other. Ms. Ivy is equally worthy of my respect."

Ivy sensed a hint of sarcasm in his official words. As the steel cable was lowered, the communicator began to receive a faint signal interference. This chaotic sound of electricity made Ivy feel uncomfortable, as if a small insect was flying around in her ears.

She refused Xin Lan's help and wanted to help Yu Mo onto the steel plate by herself. The moment she finally landed, Ivy, who was in the mechanical pit, heard a distant electronic sound coming from deep underground. It was ethereal and vague, like a human but not a human. The truly lifeless echo made her brain buzz for a moment - as if something had invaded and drilled into her mind.

"Welcome home, my daughter—"

Ivy stood there in a daze. She turned around and was shocked to find Xin Lan standing beside her. He was motionless, with his eyes closed, like a completely frozen computer.

"Welcome back," the mechanical electronic voice, neither male nor female, sang in a low voice, "my daughter——"

"Ivy."

Snap——

There was a clear sound of steel cables breaking, and the steel plate that could pull the three of them up again fell heavily to the ground. Xin Lan fell heavily to the ground, and before Ivy could react, a strong suction force pulled Yu Mo off her shoulders; Ivy saw a faint blue light lighting up in the depths of the landslide in the old and dilapidated mechanical city, and in that soft and thin blue mist, a slender two-meter-tall humanoid machine made up of countless stainless steel frames slowly approached.

Ivy decisively drew her gun and shot at the machine——

Bang, bang, bang——

Three shots rang out, and the bullets were firmly embedded in the steel body. The robot stretched out its two-meter-long arm, ignoring Ivy's shooting, and opened its skeleton-like "palm". Ivy was ready to fight it to the death, but she saw a small, half-opened rose in the palm of the robot's hand.

The rose petals are timid, with dewdrops scattered all over them, as if they were just picked, and a little green stains can be seen on the branches.

"Ivy," the robot's speaker emitted an ethereal and lingering voice, like a tenor singing a delighted aria, "Mom finally sees you."

Ivy looked up and saw the heavy mechanical arm had already pressed down and landed heavily on her head.

"Good girl, Ivy, mommy's good baby," the two-meter-tall robot stuck the flower on her head with such force that Ivy's scalp ached. She had to jump a few steps to avoid being stabbed by the flower branch. At the same time, she heard the robot's dreamy voice: "Ah, ah, good baby... Don't you like the reproductive organs of animals and plants?"

Ivy stretched out her claws, hooked it around the neck, and leaped onto its back, trying to find its central control or energy center: "Who likes that thing?!!!"

Bang——

A remote-controlled pistol on her leg suddenly went off and hit the robot hard. The friction between the bullet and the robotic arm produced violent sparks, which splashed on Ivy's arm and burned a small hole in her combat uniform.

The robot didn't seem to care about Ivy on it. It swayed its body and fixed its eyes on Xin Lan and Yu Mo on the ground.

When she noticed that the small hole on the top of its "head" was about to open, Ivy hooked her legs around a wire connecting the robot's torso, and with her other hand, she shot out a flying claw and firmly grasped the mechanical crossbeam not far away. She twisted her legs and used the lever and the grip of the flying claw to forcibly tilt the two-meter-tall robot to the side.

The laser shot out from the round hole in the robot's head brushed past Xin Lan's shoes and Yu Mo's clothes, and the smell of burns from the combat uniforms was clearly audible. And where the laser swept, there was a loud bang, and both the machine and the abandoned floor were cut in half, dust splashed everywhere, and they collapsed instantly, revealing more faint blue light underneath.

——If they shifted a little bit, both Xin Lan and Yu Mo would be cut in half by the laser.

Ivy's palms were full of sweat. She pulled out the dagger, ignoring the scorching heat left by the laser firing, raised her arm and stood up, thrusting the sharp knife into the hole on the top of the robot's head. The hole where the high-temperature laser had just been fired was scorching hot, burning the side of her palm. She was not afraid at all, and endured the pain as she pushed the sharp blade hard inside -

Until the sound of a tiny wire being damaged was heard.

"Ah, ah, ah," the robot laughed like a bird, "You are indeed my most perfect daughter... You are so brave, Ivy, let your mother kiss you--"

The rusty electronic palm stretched straight to her waist. Ivy broke out in a cold sweat. She turned around and jumped away swiftly, using the flying claws to rise to the platform above the robot's head.

Wait, Lorraine said that for this type of assembled robot, the core is usually at the wire connection... the raised part...

Ivy licked her dry lips, drew her pistol decisively, aimed at the robot's neck, and was about to shoot when she heard a steady sound of steel plates in the air, which directly cut off the wires connected to the robot's back. The impact of the steel plates caused the robot to stagger back a few steps. Ivy turned around and saw Lorraine decisively shot the robot in the neck before she did.

Sparks flew, Ivy took a few steps back, leaned over, and saw Lorraine steadily picking up the unconscious Xin Lan from the ground.

Ivy jumped down quickly: "You stole my credit!"

She was angry: "If you had come a step later, I would have solved it!"

"If I had come a step later, the red and swollen patch on your hand would have swelled up like the big blister in Song Feng's head." Lorraine raised his head. "Hold out your hand. I have medicine."

Ivy said, "Your insults are becoming more and more humiliating. Why do you use Song Feng to insult me?"

She didn't stretch out her hand, but held the burned part tightly against her body, and leaned over to look at Yu Mo who was unconscious on the ground.

The laser cut through his clothes, and his pants and arms, which were attached to the clothes, had multiple burns and blisters.

Just a little bit.

Just a little bit more and Yu Mo would have died here.

Ivy's eyes felt sore. She pulled out the small crossbow arrow from her arms and was about to help Yu Mo pick open the red and swollen blisters on his skin when a pair of big men's hands reached out and held her crossbow arrow steadily.

Lorraine's expression turned very bad: "You used the crossbow I gave you to take off other men's clothes?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Ivy was incredulous. "Can't you see he's hurt?"

"I only saw my students injured," Lorraine pulled the crossbow towards himself. Ivy's burned hand was exposed in front of him intact. The severely burned skin tissue was red and swollen, and the epidermis was already separated from the palm flesh. His face became worse. "You don't even care about your own injuries?"

"It's just a minor injury," Ivy said stiffly, "Teacher."

Lorraine said nothing. She took out the ointment with her other hand, squeezed it out evenly and applied it on Ivy's palm. The cool mint and stimulating lemongrass smell came over Ivy's face. Ivy sneezed heavily and let Lorraine apply the ointment on her palm.

She said nothing.

Lorraine asked, "Does it hurt?"

Ivy's voice was already in such pain that it changed its tone: "Not bad."

"You burned your hands like this to save him," Lorraine said sternly, "If it had fired lasers at that time, did you know you would have lost both of your hands? Do you know how precious human limbs are? Don't pin your hopes on limb replacements with current medical treatments - they will never be as good as your original ones. You who pursue speed and perfection in everything will collapse because of the lack of coordination of your limbs!"

Ivy felt pain and itchiness from the ointment, and she took a deep breath but remained stubbornly silent.

Lorraine slowed down the force of applying the medicine and asked, "Why don't you say it hurts? Are you afraid of being embarrassed, or are you afraid that if you say it hurts, you will be abused more severely?"

Ivy said: "Don't make it sound like my childhood was a difficult one. I just have a strong tolerance for pain."

"There is no such thing as 'high pain tolerance' among humans when they are healthy," Lorraine said, "I need to understand your past."

"Everything is what you need, you need it," Ivy said. "You want the androids to call you master and be your slaves because you need it. You hide my clone identity and want to exchange benefits through a seemingly harmonious marriage because you need it. The world does not revolve around you, Mr. Lorraine, respected Admiral Hector."

She was so angry that her chest felt stuffy and her head felt dizzy, but Lorraine remained calm and composed. His calmness and aloofness made Ivy feel a huge gap - it was as if the two of them were standing on opposite sides of a bay, and no matter how hysterically she screamed and raged at the sea, the calm and tranquil water at Lorraine's feet on the other side would not stir up any waves.

Ivy pushed Lorraine's hand away. She leaned over and tore open Yu Mo's pants. Seeing the blood-soaked marks on his legs, Lorraine did not give her the ointment for the burns. She directly put her palm covered with ointment on it, trying to give him half of the ointment.

"Ivy," Lorraine said solemnly, "don't do anything stupid."

"What's stupid?" Ivy applied ointment to the wound on Yu Mo's leg. She said, "I'm just saving people."

"Save people?" Lorraine asked, "Or save your sweetheart?"

Ivy said, "Wow, should I applaud you for your fluent Chinese? You have such precise Chinese language skills, why don't you teach at a Chinese school?"

Xin Lan beside him weakly raised his fingers. The strong interference of the signal made his language system a little disordered. He slowly woke up and still remembered the order given by his master: "Ivy... Ivy... Protect Ivy..."

Luo Lin said coldly: "Shut down, you need to rest, Xin Lan."

Xin Lan closed her eyes, kicked her legs, and loyally chose to shut down.

"Okay!" Ivy Reilly pointed out, "You've given up pretending, haven't you? Lorraine Hector - how many androids do you have around you? How many of your subordinates are not human? What are your intentions?"

Lorraine said, "Sorry, you don't have permission."

This direct refusal made Ivy sneer. She said, "Then what authority do I have, teacher? Can I only break the double moon back that you put on? Since you and I are only attracted to each other based on genetics, why not customize... oh no, why not make a clone of me? With your ability, I think it's not difficult to do."

"Ivy," Lorraine frowned, "don't say that."

"Isn't it?" Ivy approached Lorraine and showed him her injured, peeling hand. She stared at Lorraine's face. "Isn't this how you define your wife? Do you dare to say that we really had love when we had sex in the dark area? Do you dare to swear to the sky?"

"I'm sorry, I believe in science, not any religion, and swearing is meaningless," Lorraine leaned over, and Ivy's sharp words made him frown. His emotions were no longer calm, and he asked, "You chose me with the data of a customized sex partner robot. Is your expectation for your husband just a sex tool? In all our past sex lives, have you ever loved me?"

"Boring question, don't you think?" Ivy stiffened her neck and said loudly, "You answer me first, I——"

"Student Ivy," Lorraine asked solemnly, "if the person missing, lying on the ground, hit by the laser today, was your husband - would you save me like you saved this guy?"

Before Ivy could say anything, he said coldly, "Forget it, I know your answer, just reach out your hand."

Ivy stretched out her hands and argued with him: "I just want to cheat, and you want to hit my palm at this time? Do you still have any humanity?"

"What kind of humanity? Keep your hands straight, don't bend them, raise them higher, don't move them—" Lorraine said, "I need to apply wound medicine to a hot-blooded fool, lest she be so stupid that her palms rot."