[BL, MTL] The Villain and I are Best Friends (Quick Wear)

Chapter 125: The Butler and I are Best Friends (1)

Leaning against the window covered with green vines, the black-haired boy looked out the window quietly. There was nothing that could be called "vigorous" on his face with delicate features.

This is a gorgeously decorated and retro oversized bedroom, with the unpleasant high walls and vines outside the window. At first glance, the boy on the top floor looks like a princess imprisoned in a tower in a fairy tale. lonely.

The door that can be remotely controlled clicked open, and the freight worker in uniform put a huge box down gently. The young man who saw everything in the reflection of the mirror shrank his body reflexively, and finally However, there was still no statement of opposition.

As if he knew the temper of the owner of this "castle", after only two minutes, the room returned to its original silence. He looked curiously at the gift box that was placed aside and tied with a huge ribbon. A snow-white and plump rabbit suddenly appeared next to him: [Dear me, is this the villain of this world? ]

[It's hard to say, this world is a bit strange. ] Without any movement, Lin Guo still carefully maintained his only personality.

The lifespan of a cultivator is extremely long. If Lu Huai hadn't suddenly suffered a "body death and soul dispersion" during the ascension thunder tribulation, he would still have a lot of time to accompany him to the world of immortals and demons.

Strange things happened frequently, and Lin Guo also vaguely noticed that something was wrong, but before he could think more about it, he was excluded by the law and went to the next world.

This mission was very abnormal. Perhaps because he had not properly separated from the world of the previous mission, Lin Guo did not receive the original work related to the mission at all this time. Looking through the few scattered memories left by the original owner, Lin Guo could only Just go ahead and interpret it according to your own understanding.

The level of science and technology in this world is not developed, but Zero-Eleven has unexpectedly been subject to considerable restrictions. Judging from the current limited information, they should be living in an unusual modern era.

After standing silently by the window for a long time, the neatly dressed young man gradually approached the giant gift box that was lying on the ground and was longer than himself. He pulled off the beautiful blue ribbon expressionlessly. With a little effort, the young man He lifted the lid of the box and was stunned for a moment.

There is a man in the box.

As if carved stroke by stroke by the best craftsmen, no flaws can be found on the man's handsome and deep face, his black hair is soft and smooth, and his sleeping posture is pleasing to the eye. Even if he is not conscious, the other person in the tuxedo looks very much like him. An elegant butler in a medieval castle.

The original owner was afraid of people, so the moment he saw the man's appearance clearly, the young man let go of the cap in his hand with a "snap".

The man's face was hit by the angular paper shell, but the man's expression remained unchanged. He seemed to have noticed something. The black-haired boy squatted down and tentatively reached out to touch the red patch next to the man's right temple. light skin.

"Beep - the fingerprint entry is correct."

The cold mechanical sound disappeared in an instant. Just when Lin Guo was secretly frightened by the too real touch, the man lying in the gift box suddenly opened his inorganic eyes. .

As if his soul was suddenly injected into him, the first second he saw the boy next to him, the man's dull eyes like a doll changed rapidly, and instantly there were two shades of dark black in his eyes. The man sat up straight. Then he extended his right hand with a white glove to the boy beside him in a gentlemanly manner: "Master Baiqing, I am Kevin." The man

's voice was as low and sweet as a cello, without the harshness before. , the red circle next to his right temple quietly disappeared, and the man looked no different from ordinary humans.

The boy who subconsciously ducked back, completely forgetting that he was still crouching, felt his feet go weak and was about to fall to the ground in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry."

He quickly reached out and grabbed the boy. Before the boy could recover, Kevin had already firmly grasped him through his sleeves.

Following the man's strength, the black-haired boy threw himself awkwardly into the other's arms through the cardboard. The tip of his nose hurt from the impact of the other's chest. The boy could even hear the extremely regular "heartbeat" in the other's chest.

But the other party is indeed not a human being. Judging from the scans returned by Zero Eleven, the man's seemingly identical body is made entirely of metal chips and an unknown liquid.

It seemed that all kinds of programs related to the boy had been set. Faced with the slightly chaotic and funny situation, the man gently picked up the boy and then stood up steadily and placed the boy next to the bed.

Crossing his arms warily, the young man did not take the initiative to thank the other party for his thoughtfulness. He followed the man who automatically packed the package, and some hidden memories belonging to the original owner flashed in Lin Guo's mind.

This is an era in which mechanical life is extremely developed. Although there is no major progress in terms of weapons and lifespan, humans in this world have created many incredible artificial intelligences.

They look similar to humans and are absolutely obedient to their masters. Because of their strong learning ability, humans give them the nickname "mechanical life".

Although the current situation cannot be determined yet, judging from the series of boot operations, Kevin should be the relatively high-end mechanical life in the original owner's memory.

But who would give him such an expensive and rare gift? Looking at the nonsensical and unusual strange environment around him, Lin Guo had no clue as to how to restore the identity of the original owner.

[How does this look like my colleague? ] Realizing that Lin Guo was still "alone" in the room, Zero Eleven couldn't help but pop his head out from the depths of the database. "But judging from the current situation, this brother seems to be less intelligent than me." ]

The existence in the small world is naturally incomparable with the creation of the main system. I don't know what went wrong in this mission. Lin Guo couldn't help but poked Zero Eleven's ears in the sea of ​​consciousness: [Still no original work? Have you ever reported an error to Jiujiujiu? ]

Jiujiujiu is an advanced system in the fast travel game that specializes in chasing plots. When encountering this situation, the other party should send corresponding solutions early.

[I asked, but it didn't reply to me at all,] drooping its ears, Zero Eleven's tone suddenly became a little frustrated, [Guozi, do you think Jiujiujiu will really block me? ]

That is a system directly under the command of the main system master. If the other party makes a secret report to the male god on a whim, then his future as a leader will really be bleak.

[Didn't you quarrel first and block people? ] Sighed, Lin Guo had no idea about the current situation where the world was not working properly. If the main mission hadn't been hanging there, he really didn't want to spend more time in this world where bugs were obvious. Stay for a second.

[You made such a fuss when you first came here. Is your system master still awake? ] Looking through the small notes he had carried with him these past two days, Lin Guo casually guessed, [Without the original actor, is that person trying to make my final battle more difficult? ]

Calculating carefully, he had stayed in this serial mission for almost a thousand years, but the source code of the villain had not yet been collected completely, so Lin Guo did not want to leave without success.

Judging from the messy handwriting left on the original owner's desk, it seemed that the other party was forcibly imprisoned here. Although the handwriting was too broken to form a sentence, Lin Guo could still feel the disgust and fear contained in it.

Unable to obtain information as usual and unable to connect to the external network at all, Zero-Eleven had no choice but to stare at the simple diary-like notes. The boy's profile in the sun looked a little fragile for no reason.

Will it be Yan Bai who imprisons him? Or is this familiar mechanical life in the house the villain? No longer able to use Meng Huangliang as a basis for consideration, the only thing Lin Guo could believe at this moment was himself.

"What are you thinking about, young master?" After restoring the room to its original tidiness, the man respectfully stood back beside the young man.

Even if the other person is just an artificial mechanical life, Lin Guo is not used to letting strangers come into his safe distance. He no longer suppresses the vague instincts in his body. The black-haired boy rubs out and sits silently away. The other party is further away.

As if sensing his master's displeasure, the black-haired mechanical life did not take the initiative to approach the other party again, but stood straight to the side. The man was as quiet as an ancient knight statue in the castle.

"Who am I?" After an unknown amount of time, the black-haired boy suddenly closed the note in his hand and asked.

The boy's voice was clear, like the coolness of spring water in an empty valley, but it was probably because he seldom spoke. The boy's words were spoken slowly, with a slightly dry hoarseness.

"Master Baiqing, Kevin's master." He bent down and saluted, and the man in a tuxedo answered without hesitation.

"Then who are you?" He tilted his head and looked into those eyes that were indistinguishable from humans. The black-haired boy rarely had an expression that could be called concentration.

"Mechanical life number 78187 Kevin, Master Baiqing's personal butler."

78187? Inexplicably, Lin Guo felt that this string of numbers sounded familiar. Lin Guo closed his eyes, and many fragmented memory fragments immediately flashed through his mind.

The male doctor who pressed himself on the hospital bed, the middle-aged men and women who were turned away, the fancy flyers floating into the courtyard, and an order email that he rarely sent to the outside world... "

So it's you," he nodded. , the young man didn't feel that his "forgetfulness" just now was so weird, "On the flyer there was only the original appearance of the machine, I didn't know you would look like this."

After roughly confirming the identity of the other party, Lin Guo's tense nerves relaxed. Although he still doesn't know the direction of the world, as long as he is given time, he will always find out the truth of everything.

"If the young master likes it, Kevin can also look like the one on the flyer." He answered solemnly, and the black-haired man reached out and unbuttoned the first button of his collar without hesitation.

Lin Guo, who just wanted to find an excuse for his "amnesia":...Wait?

Take it off as soon as you get up, are you really a serious robot?