Meiman: Technology prodigy, start to make your own wife

Yoshihisa

Under the diligent guidance of Miss Night Blade No. 2 Type B (hereinafter referred to as Night Blade), Locke finally overcame the problems that he did not know.

Although this is not the first time Locke has handed in homework, it should be considered the first time in this world.

This was a wonderful experience that made him feel like he was back in the green days of his previous life.

The key is that his current body is only 14 years old, and the key to his homework is the general-purpose combat robot he built himself.

Technology really changes life, and it's okay to create a wife for yourself.

In the foggy bathroom, through the frosted glass, one could vaguely see the figure of the nightblade exploding.

There was an idiot-like smirk on Locke's face. With this tutor, he no longer had to worry about not being able to write his homework, and no matter where he couldn't click!

Turning on the TV, Locke crossed his legs and hummed a tune, waiting to score twice.

At this moment, a hot news was interrupted on the TV.

"Yes, Iron Man is me!"

A man with a mustache looked at the camera and said pretendingly.

Anyone who has watched Marvel knows that this naughty king is not Tony Stark, the famous playboy in New York, who else could he be!

"What is Iron Man?" Mrs. Yeren walked in front of Locke while wiping his hair with a pure white towel.

Like a well-behaved cat, it sat in Locke's arms.

"A guy who likes to show off is just a technological genius!" Locke put his hand into the towel rudely and said after thinking for a while.

A warm smile appeared on Nightblade's face for Locke's rude behavior.

According to the first rule of the robot, she must not disobey Locke's order.

As for this kind of petty actions between couples, it goes without saying, it's simply wishful thinking!

"Technological genius? His suit of battle armor is nothing more than that. It's much worse than you, young master!"

As a robot, Night Blade quickly connected to the Internet and analyzed Tony Stark's equipment.

The conclusion drawn is very simple, just so-so!

This is not much better than the technology of Neil's Automata in her memory, and even worse.

After all, in that world, it was possible to create a general-purpose combat robot like her.

The Creator in front of her is even more amazing. He can implant her emotional system into her, allowing her to have the same thinking patterns and physical experiences as humans.

This is definitely not something that Iron Man can compare to.

"I like to hear compliments, but Tony Stark still has a lot of skills. Don't underestimate him!" Locke pinched Night Blade's soft chin and said.

"Master, is it time to do your homework again?" Ye Ren said with a charming smile.

"No, I feel a little uncomfortable this time. Please give me a doctor!" Locke said pretending to be weak.

"Nurse, I understand!" Ye Ren smiled, got up and left the room to change clothes.

But at this moment, someone knocked on Locke's door, and Locke knew who it was without looking.

"Master, are you asleep?" Old Mo's caring voice sounded outside the door.

"Not yet, what's the matter?" Locke said while waving his hand at Nightblade who was coming out of the nurse's outfit, signaling her to enter the bedroom.

Seeing this, Yeren nodded obediently, and closed the door with a smile.

At this time, Lao Mo pushed the door open and looked around Locke's room with a puzzled expression, feeling like he was being caught.

"Butler Mo, what are you doing?" Locke asked, looking at Old Mo speechlessly.

"Master, who were you talking to in the room just now? Is there anyone else in the room?" Lao Mo asked very concernedly, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

At first, he thought that Locke dropped out of school and stayed home just because he couldn't accept the sad news of his father's tragic death for a while.

So I want to change the environment and adjust my mood, and then I can arrange a private school for the young master in a few days and continue sending him to school.

After all, this age is the time to study, and it’s impossible not to study!

But I didn't expect that it had been more than a month, and my young master not only didn't mention going to school.

He still stays in the laboratory he built day and night, tinkering with something, forgetting to eat and sleep.

And it was so late at this moment, and he was still talking to himself in the room, which really made him worry.

Locke is the only one in the entire Rockefeller family, and he will be in charge of the entire plutocratic family in the future.

So, how can you do without reading!

"In this huge manor, apart from you, Butler Mo, and those old pickle maids, where else are there any other living people?" Locke said seriously.

The old Mo in front of him is now playing the role of his father, and he wants to train him well.

He was naturally very grateful for this, but this was obviously not the time to introduce Miss 2b.

After all, Miss 2b, who is wearing a nurse's uniform, is really inconvenient.

"Why is there a weird smell in the room?" Lao Mo sniffed and said.

Then he saw a pile of toilet paper on the ground.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand something.

"Master, you are still young, there are some things you can't grasp," Old Mo hesitated.

Locke was speechless. Apparently Lao Mo misunderstood him.

"It's not what you think, if you are always fine, you should go back and rest quickly!

It's getting late now, I'm young and can handle it, so don't risk yourself! "

Seeing Locke eager to let him leave, Lao Mo thought his secret had been discovered and was afraid of embarrassment.

He stood up quickly and said: "I came to you so late, I didn't mean to talk to you.

Actually, I have something to tell you. The murderer of your father has been found and is now being tried at the police station. I believe there will be a result soon!

Young master, people cannot be resurrected after death, you can't continue to be decadent, you are still young, you should look forward!

This is the criminal's message. If you want to vent your anger, I will take you directly to the police station tomorrow. I have already greeted the people there.

As long as no one is killed, it's up to you! "Old Mo gently put down a card on the table, sighed and left.

In his opinion, Locke has a heart disease, and heart disease requires a person who needs to tie the bell after untying it.

So he did not hesitate to bribe the police station, but also to give Locke a chance to vent his anger.

This shows the eagerness of his Savior!

"Butler Mo, thank you!" Looking at Lao Mo's back, Locke thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

"What I should do is what I should do. Master, take a good rest. I'll leave first!"

After leaving Locke's room, Lao Mo standing at the door was filled with emotion.

In one month, the 14-year-old young master seemed to have changed a lot, matured too much.

And the more mature Locke is, the more worried he is.

"Instead of letting the young master do it himself, it is better to find a trustworthy woman for the young master. This may help him untie his knot." Old Mo muttered to himself.

At this moment, if Locke knew that his old butler was planning to find a woman for him who was underage in order to untie the so-called knot for him, he didn't know how he would feel.

It is estimated that you will be very moved!

This old butler is worthy of deep friendship! !

In the room, Locke picked up the card on the table with a bloodthirsty sneer on his face.

"It seems there is a new event tonight!"

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