When the Juggernaut Comes to the Second Dimension Chapter 881

The human settlement that Yongye lives in is probably the strangest in the whole world. Someone brought back the Ex-Machina, and after a few days, someone brought back a more powerful Flügel. I don’t know what will happen in a while. No one will bring dragon spirits here...

However, although it is very strange, the settlement is still very stable, and there are no conflicts or major events.

It's just...Yong Ye woke up and was in the square. When he met Rick who was helping with the farm, he accidentally noticed that Rick's face...to be precise, there was a bandage around his nose, and he couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Young man, why does your nose look so miserable? Could it be that you hit a wall while walking?"

"Wall? How is it possible... The wall is not as hard as the thing I hit."

Rick, who was doing rice transplanting operations in the water, had an indescribably depressed face. He subconsciously glanced at him and stood beside him in a daze. Shubi, whose chest was "flat" and unremarkable, inexplicably made Yongye never He felt a lingering feeling in his body.

If you don't know who Shubi is, Yong Ye may not know what the situation is, but after knowing that Shubi is an Ex-Machina, Yong Ye feels that he can almost guess it. After all, "Imitation" is what Ex-Machinas are best at. "Reproduction".

Through this point, and through Rick watching the movement of Shubi's chest, Yongye can think that Shubi, the Machina who wants to have reproductive behavior with Rick, "imitated" and "reproduced" Jibril's move, smashing Rick's head against her steel plate.

Glancing at Shubi's chest, thinking that it was an explosion-proof steel plate that was many times harder than modern composite metal, Yong Ye inexplicably felt his nose hurt.

"...I don't know what to say... Anyway, I'll give you a chocolate tonic."

He didn't know what to say, so he habitually took out a white chocolate from his pocket, and gave it to Rick who seemed to be sympathized for some reason, and really felt that he seemed really pitiful, and then patted his face. He walked back to his room with his shoulders.

It's been a few days...

Since Machina Zhanxiubi took the initiative to help calculate and design a lot of things, Yongye also provided some help, making many things easier, the performance of the telescope has also become better, and the efficiency of the growers has also improved a little. Let the life in the settlement be much better.

During this period, Shubi has been mixed into the crowd, and has become a kind of existence like a mascot with a young and cute appearance, while Jibril is still the same, just observing Yong Ye's every move as usual, and being aware of the outside world. Humans have no interest at all.

Chapter Fifteen Interracial Love

When Yong Ye, who had been going through the great battle, rested and was still in a weak state after the Great Annihilation, but was able to study, Yong Ye asked Jibril to teach him the space movement of the Flügel. After thinking for a while, I asked a question.

"Since you have taught me some magic, it is not a big problem to entrust you with space movement, but I don't know much about human love and affection. After all, Flügel can't reproduce, life is almost eternal, and there is no need to reproduce. As long as Al Master Special Xiu can make it."

"...So? What are you trying to say?"

"I'm curious about that kind of love relationship, can you tell me what that thing is?"

"...Suddenly, like the Ex-Machines, come up with such a complicated philosophical question?"

"Is this a difficult question to answer?"

On the other side of the simple table in the room, Jibril looked confused.

"...If you have to say it, it's really difficult."

"Is that so? But it doesn't matter, I have plenty of time, you can talk slowly."

Jibril said this as if it was a matter of course, but this statement made Yong Ye a little bit dumbfounded.

"...This is not a question that can be explained slowly... By the way, how can this kind of question be okay? Why do you care about this kind of question? Aren't you Flügel just want other people's heads? Are you sure you didn't want me to teach you the magic of killing people?"

In Yong Ye's impression, although the Flügel are all girls, they are essentially a group of berserkers with outrageous fighting abilities, and most of their thoughts are indeed the same as weapons, they are reckless and want other people's heads. .

Although such a Flügel is not without feelings, but he is interested in love and affection, no matter how you think about it, it is a bit against the law, right?

"Please don't mistake me for them. I am very knowledgeable among the Flügel, and I am also very motivated."

"...Let's just treat it like this, and then, how should I say it better."

After all, it is a famous extra-final individual, a special case among special cases, with unknowns that the creator God of War Artoxiu is not sure about, and it is normal to have abnormalities, so Yong Ye did not continue to struggle with this question, and seriously considered how to answer this question question.

"Hmm... Let me ask you a question first. Jibril, do you have the kind of person who would find it difficult to accept death?"

"...Will it be hard to accept someone's death? Well..."

Jibril rested her chin on one hand, played with the end of her hair, and thought about this question that she had never considered before.

"Master Artosh?"

"...Just Artosh, your creator? Nothing else?"

"No."

Jibril's gaze drifted to the side, but she answered the question without hesitation.

When they first met more than 20 years ago, she once swore in her heart that when she recovered five years later, she would definitely reward Yong Ye with a sky strike, but now the situation has changed, and she cursed Yong Ye in her heart after more than 20 years. Today, she no longer has that kind of thought.

Is this time to wear off the urge to retaliate? She didn't understand, and she didn't know why.

She thought that when Yong Ye died, she felt very unhappy. She didn't know what to say, but she just had an unbearable sense of loss. Maybe it was because the enemy she had been thinking about for more than 20 years suddenly disappeared, so it was like this? She still didn't understand, but when she mentioned this question, she inexplicably thought of her mood at that time.

"...How should I put it, I can't describe it if there is only one Artosh."

Yong Ye, who was thinking hard, didn't pay attention to Jibril's expression, and just summed it up briefly in the end.

"In general, love and feelings are completely different from person to person. In short, it is a concept that is extremely troublesome. Well...you can understand it this way."

"What, don't you know?"

"I can't say I don't know, it's just... well, I admit, I don't really understand it either."

He really wanted to defend himself, but it was a pity that Yong Ye found that he really didn't understand this aspect, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless, so he simply admitted that he didn't understand.

"Ah~ What a pity... But forget it, let's not talk about it for now."

Maybe it's because it doesn't matter. Although Jibril had regrets on her face, the regretful expression was only for a moment, and then she suddenly stared at Yong Ye asked thoughtfully.

"Since Mr. Yong Ye has asked me, I also want to know, do you have the kind of person you said before who would make you feel unacceptable if he died?"

"Well...it wasn't there before, but now it is."

"Is that a love affair?"

"Didn't I just say that I don't understand this kind of feeling? Why am I repeating this kind of question..."

"But I care!"

Jibril stood up from the chair, leaned over the small broken table, pressed Yong Ye's shoulders with both hands, and got so close that she almost kissed Yong Ye, staring at Yong Ye as if asking questions.

And her behavior was not for knowledge, but for the problem that made her intolerable.

"calm down……"

"please answer my question."

"Is it a question of yes or no...?"