First Woman Alpha - Chapter 162
Cen Zhao didn’t hear what the old man said in the first half, but there was still a lot of information revealed in the second half.
First of all, not everyone is against the fact that these people are robbing little girls in the street, at least this old man is not against it, and also suggests that they change to another place for another target;
Secondly, they have a choice in arresting this little girl, Cen Zhao guessed, maybe because the little girl is a Beta, that is to say, such arrests are aimed at people of the ABO gender, and from the perspective of “insufficient” and “top places” , they have handed over a lot of people, and the children are probably not counted.
In the end, “that thing” should refer to oneself, but what is a “spiritual master”?
Following the little boy into the room, and waiting for the little boy to close the door, Cen Zhao decided to take off his mecha and have a good chat with him.
The miniature mecha has a self-purifying design, but as a designer, she never thought that one day she would wear it for more than 20 days without taking it off, so even with the purification device, she felt a little uncomfortable. And the more you think about it, the more painful it is.
After the chat is over, she must take a good bath!
The little boy closed the door behind Cen Zhao.
He pushed the little girl who stopped crying but was still sobbing: “Go wash your face, your face is black and gray.”
Then he turned his head to look at Cen Zhao: “Thank you, Mommy Zong, you can go back now.” His tone was as if he was ordering a household cleaning machine loaded with artificial intelligence.
Of course, Cen Zhao didn’t go back, but clicked “Escape” on the control panel, and in the terrified eyes of the little boy, he got out of the cracked mecha.
The little boy was so frightened that his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.
“you you you you……”
The little girl who hadn’t gone far heard the voice and returned, staring at Cen Zhao blankly, her face flushed with crimson, then rolled her eyes and fainted to the ground.
“Xiaomiao!!!”
The little boy ran over to check her condition.
Cen Zhao was stunned for a moment, looked down at himself, realized something, took a few steps back with the mecha, and leaned against the wall: “She’s fine, just take her to another room and lie down for a while.”
If she guessed correctly, the little girl was “pressed” by the smell of pheromones on her body.
After all, she was someone who had been in the mecha for 20 days without realizing it. The pheromone content in the mecha was very thin for her, but it was terrifying for this young Beta.
It sounds weird though.
According to existing federal research on the ABO new gender population, children of the ABO gender are not sensitive to pheromones before puberty, especially before the age of ten, because their glands have not yet developed.
Biologists have said that this is a means of self-preservation for these children, because if they can feel the pheromones, they are at risk of sudden death from accidental exposure to the pheromone of a strong person at a young age.
This child is only five or six years old, how can she emit beta pheromones and still feel her pheromones?
Could this be the reason why she was targeted by those people?
Before Cen Zhao could think of a reason, the well-behaved little boy just now suddenly changed his expression. Instead of hiding the little girl, he looked at her angrily: “You are a different species!?”
Cen Zhao was taken aback: “What?”
The mixture of resentment and fear on the boy’s face made him not look like a child who was only a few years old: “Are you here to take away Xiaomiao? I actually let you live in my house for more than ten days!”
“Wait!” Cen Zhao decisively stopped the little boy from continuing to speak and tried to explain, “I don’t know anything about what you said, I woke up from a coma ten minutes ago, if you are willing to listen to my explanation, please explain Put this little girl in another room, and then we can talk slowly, okay?”
If Cen Zhao was facing an adult, or a well-educated child, maybe after thinking about it, he would accept her suggestion.
But the little boy was clearly not.
So his first reaction was to scream for help.
But as soon as he uttered the first word, Cen Zhao discovered the attempt, rushed over to cover his mouth, and made him lose his mobility with three or two strokes.
Then she glanced at the little girl whose face turned redder because she was close to her, sighed, held the little girl’s collar with one hand, lifted the person off the ground, held it up, moved as far away from herself as possible, and quickly ran to the side the room, throw the person on the bed, make sure the window is open enough for ventilation, then close the door, and go back to the place just now.
The little boy has been frightened and dumbfounded, sitting on the ground blankly, his face full of despair, and silently weeping.
Cen Zhao helped the little boy up, put it on a tattered back chair, squatted across from him, squeezed out a smile, and tried to look as friendly as possible.
“Sorry, I can only make you listen to me now.”
The boy is very smart and strong. After realizing that he is not the opponent of the person in front of him, in addition to crying, he looks calm, pursing his lips, waiting to hear what Cen Zhao has to say.
“I’m an officer in the Federal Army, and this is my electronic military ID.”
Qiqi immediately cooperated and projected the military ID card in front of the little boy.
Of course, it’s not Cen Zhao’s, but one of the disguised identities she once used, a female officer who is closer to her own image. If the little boy has the ability to check the authenticity, he will find out that the female officer was a year ago. Died in the line of duty during a certain appearance exploration mission.
This is the inherent means of the base members to deal with the used identities. If possible, Cen Zhao will not use the scrapped identity, but there is no network here, and Qiqi has no way to link the base intranet to make a new fake identity for her, except for this , she can only use her true identity, but this is even more impossible.
Cen Zhao originally thought that the little boy would either disbelieve her or be shocked by her identity as an officer, but he didn’t expect the little boy to be so startled that he forgot to even cry. Note the above.
Cen Zhao swallowed what he had not had time to say, and asked, “What’s wrong with you?”
The little boy opened his mouth and asked in a low voice, “What is this?”
Obviously, what he asked was not the military ID, but the projection.
Now it was Cen Zhao’s turn to be stunned.
Hasn’t this kid ever seen a stereoscopic projection?
No, this technology has been popularized for more than 100 years, and the backward areas should have seen it. Where did she fall?
Is it really crossing over?
Before Cen Zhao could answer, the little boy asked again, “Are you a spiritual master?”
This time, his face was no longer resentment and fear when he called her “Xenogeneic”, but respect and cowardice.
Cen Zhao frowned.
She found that she seemed to have to change the way she communicated.
So she turned off the projection, put aside everything she was going to say before, and changed her rhetoric: “I don’t know what I am, I have gone through an accident and lost a lot of memories. I have been sleeping before, just now I woke up and found that I don’t know anyone here, and I don’t know where this is, can you explain the current situation for me?”
The little boy was a little confused by Cen Zhao’s statement, and he didn’t know where to start or how to say it.
Cen Zhao started a topic: “What’s your name?”
“More… Donne.”
“Okay, Donne, I will ask you some questions, and you will answer them one by one, okay?” Cen Zhao pointed to the miniature mecha in the corner behind him, “Did that thing move before I woke up? “
Dorn’s gaze followed Cen Zhao’s fingers and fell on the mecha, he nodded hesitantly: “Well, B… It helped us drive away the bad guys a few times, and also helped me repair the roof… It just didn’t fix it. .”
Dorn’s eyes visibly drifted when he said “roof repair”.
The corners of Cen Zhao’s mouth twitched less obviously.
Although theoretically her ability is her own, it is strange that she did not “inherit” even a single point of her talent for design and construction, and all skill points are on “force value”.
Being manipulated by supernatural powers, she is completely a humanoid tyrannosaurus, swept away thousands of troops, and can also drive and other skills she knows, but she does not design and build.
The research institutes in the base have studied her after she lost consciousness, and they want to see if she will be able to soar in design and construction under the control of power, just like her force value.
After Cen Zhao woke up, he looked at the video data that was preserved at that time.
“She” is like a wandering soul floating in the factory building full of parts. She seems to be very professional in picking and choosing among the parts, but in fact, the things she picked up can’t make up a pile at all. fall apart.
Then “she” gave up the parts and ran to repair the moderately damaged machinery. As a result, the repairs became worse and worse. In the end, the machinery that could have been saved was completely scrapped, and no one could see its original shape.
Simply put, her ability is a handicap.
But when she was in a semi-conscious state, she was able to soar her hand speed with the blessing of supernatural powers, using 200% of her mechanical abilities, assembling machinery effortlessly, and even tearing down a mechanical fortress with her bare hands.
Everyone can’t figure out the reason.
If she was awake, or half-awake, she could easily help fix this unskilled roof.
But in a coma…
Cen Zhao felt that when she walked around the house later, she might be able to see a half-collapsed house.
No wonder she woke up in the utility room, maybe Dorne was afraid she’d collapse the rest of the house as well.
Cen Zhao coughed lightly and asked a new question: “Why do you call me ‘Mother Bect’?”
Donne once looked at the mini-mecha: “Because the shell of that thing looks very similar to the worm, and then Xiaomiao fell from the sky when she was crying for her mother, smashed through the roof, and fell in front of us, Then help us beat the bad guy who came to catch her.”
Cen Zhao sorted out Dorn’s words.
So she fell from the sky alone, and the powers took over her body at that time.
more importantly–
“Have you ever seen a worm like this?!”
The author has something to say: It’s only half an hour away from the third day of the break…
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I’ve been busy with a job for the past two days, and I’m lazy every day when I’m resting, and I almost don’t want to put off writing until tomorrow.
Thank you to the little angel who voted or irrigated nutrient solution for me during the period from 2020-02-14 23:39:16 to 2020-02-17 23:37:17~
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Sisi and Xinge; 1 bottle of light and shadow;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!