In the basement at the bottom, Mr. Delusion took off his clothes and all the ornaments, revealing his mechanical body and kneeling on one side. Opposite him was a uniform cylinder about one meter high, with a low sound of the fan rotating, the only sound in the room. A flat strip of meat, thick as a finger, wrapped the cylindrical surface in the interlaced manner of woven bamboo mats, and the dark red color seemed disharmonious and dangerous in the overall silver-white space.

Mr. Delusion stared at the cylinder, his eyes as if he could pass through the gaps in the flesh to observe the darkness inside. His body slowly leaned forward, and the virtual brain projected in the metal box was getting closer and closer.

He coughed twice, and his low magnetic voice seemed to be whispering to the cylinder.

"The seal is lifted."

The cylinder remains motionless.

Two seconds passed.

The cylinder still remains motionless.

Delusion fell into silence, and he stretched out his fingers to test it. The titanium alloy fingertips touched the flesh on the surface, chased the edges, and gently tore it open. The flesh and blood seal was much simpler than he thought. It could be tear off with a little force, no more effort than picking petals.

"Epidemic Doctor..."

Mr. Delusion sighed.

"I can't believe... to the Broken Angel... he simply posted a seal."

The outer layer was cleaned up, and Mr. Delusion saw the contents of it, a metal ball placed on the base of the cylindrical bilge. The indicator light on his body turned blue, and there was nothing else in his sight except her.

After a pleasant reminder, the metal sphere held in the palm of your hand made a sound, a crisp and pleasant innocent female voice.

[What can I do for you, Willim.]

"Sorry, Dorothy." With the activated automatic core, he wanted to walk out of the room.

[I forgive you, Willim.]

"I haven't said why I apologize."

The electronic eye adjusts the angle.

[No matter what you do wrong, I will forgive you, Willim.]

Huang Yao laughed and walked along the cable direction to the lifting platform with the core. In the center of the spotlight, a slender mechanical body was slumped on the chair, with robotic arms constantly debugging around. Huang Yao stretched out his hand, and the core and the robot doll connected, flashed a few times, and the sphere decomposed itself into metal lines and integrated into it.

Dorothy's indicator light lit up, she raised her head, raised her hands in a panic, pulling several wires hindered the robotic arm, and the emotional module was the first to work.

"I'm sorry to hurt your friend, Willim." Her storage record was still before the seal. "I had a program error at that time, not to make excuses. Although I'm a little jealous when you leave often, I'm not going to dismantle all your friends. Ha, is it too late to say this now?"

With his palms pressed against the inner thighs, Dorothy's frustration inadvertently increased the difficulty of work on the robotic arm.

"It's all over, Dorothy. We should pay attention to the present. They are all very tolerant people. If you are really ashamed, you can delete the past records."

The robot doll tilted its head and posed in a cute pose.

"Willim is saying something unreliable again. After you come to this world, you become more and more strange."

Mr. Delusion hummed with smug complacently, squatting down and holding Dorothy's palm. The maintenance of the doll was still continuing. On the rising platform, Delusion's peaceful voice seemed to be reciting poems.

"I seem to have found our kind here. Automatic machinery and lich are really similar. They are both cold and have an inseparable relationship with humans. They all like to think calmly, but occasionally show paranoid sensibility. I will introduce you to my friends, and they will be stunned and realize how stupid and shallow it is to understand my biography as delusions. Andrey has developed a body that can carry emotions. Dorothy, do you want to be a human, just like me in the past. We can order a cake, write down our names on the walls of the city of wandering, collect dropping coins with magnets, and drink some wine and get drunk, then turn around in the middle of the dance floor until one of us vomits..."

Dorothy listened to the delusional fantasy and became a little excited. Her visual collector was glowing, clapping her hands excitedly, reaching out to wrap around the robot arm beside her, and happily twisting off the front end of the robot arm with the strange force of hydraulic level.

"Just as described in the book, we can really have a child. We use our parts to design a child together, you are responsible for core programming, I make the appearance, sew the skin with the most beautiful chemical fiber material, I will pick a beautiful gem, or pinch an artificial diamond as the core. Well, I will not forget to love ss, I will treat him as my own. Honestly, the outer armor you gave him is too bold. After his physical failure, I will upload data to turn him into our child."

"We're going to be together forever, Willim."

"Of course, Dorothy."

The lifting platform reached the top of the pyramid building, and the dialogue between the two suddenly turned into a public confession. Dorothy found herself in the crowd, with tens of thousands of executors standing on each step with the same appearance as Willim.

The exquisite doll smiled, a perfect smile that was simulated by skill.

"You lied to me again, Willim."

He spoke gently, as if telling a bedtime story.

"There are fundamental loopholes in the technological deviations in this world. We cannot copy the automatic machinery like you and me. If we want to reproduce the power of the Broken Angels that ended that era, we can only dismantle every Willim executor present and reconstruct the Broken Wings. My friend pulled me in the dark. Now it is my time to repay, help Andre, my angel."

The doll entered a state of silence, and she faithfully executed the creator's command, and her body flowed out of the connecting arc and dismembered the same, breaking the automatic mechanical into tiny units to perform the upgrade protocol.

[Creator system upgrade, re-constructing the Star of Genesis]

[Broken Angel Automation Start, 1%, 2%, 3%…]

The executor was pulled to form a torrent of steel all over the sky, and the number was reduced sharply. The power of the mechanical angels rose rapidly from the basic fourth-level, fifth-level, sixth-level, seventh-level... Analyze the power of the present world and write concepts with magic.

The concept [mechanical] is established.

The concept [analysis] is true.

The concept [re-construction] is established.

The concept [Skynet] was established.

The city of machinery collapsed, and the gorgeous metal building formed a new body of the broken angel.

Mr. Delusion was still pinching her fingers, and the traction began to tear his body. He knelt on one knee, took off his ring, and gently put the Ring of Andre on Dorothy's fingers.

"Our encounter was a mistake, dear Dorothy."

"But if there is another time, I will still make this beautiful mistake."

"Here is the sincerity of Willim Wyeren."

"This proves that Dorothy is his only angel."

[…98%, 99%, 100%, Broken Angel, Start.]

Ten thousand and one Willim executor, the number is now cleared.

The Broken Angel opened his eyes in the lightning, gently patted the mechanical wings, and the jet airflow brought her into the sky, rushed to the deepest part of the darkness, and rushed to the battlefield.

[Broken Angel Dorothy, Execute the Creator's Last Will immediately]
Chapter completed!