Infinite Stream Metaverse

Chapter 124 The Blue Soul

Fu Qinghai braved the rain and returned to the large warehouse attached to the laboratory. The outer composite armor of the Blue Shell power armor has been repaired.

Fu Qinghai slowly sat down in front of the experimental table, the bright light from the screen hit Fu Qinghai's face, he operated the mouse to click on a project file, and looked at the screen seriously.

The project file name is:

"'Soul of Green' Artificial Intelligence Architecture Plan.vbp"

That's right, repairing the ceramic-steel composite armor, as well as creating special explosive bombs and firearm modifications are only the first step, and this is the real update iteration of the Blue Shell Power Armor.

In order to deal with the war situation in the Marvel comics universe, Fu Qinghai no longer intends to care about his Warhammer 40K, whether it is strange or not.

If you have AI technology, you need to use it, even if you first code out a simple AI to use it.

No way, pull out the chip when you return to the Warhammer 40K universe. In short, deal with the war in front of you first, and then go back and talk about the matter of going back.

Fu Qinghai pressed his fingers on the keyboard, thinking about where to type the first line of code about "Soul of Blue".

He scratched his face subconsciously, and the hot and humid breath smelling like alcohol that Justin Hammer exhaled just now seemed to be still lingering in his ears.

Justine Hamer was right in thinking that Fu Qinghai was not attracted to her status as a chaebol lady.

Not to mention the Astartes monks, for many senior reincarnations, the plutocratic princess and rich family's daughter are probably not very attractive.

But Justin Hammer is not completely unattractive to Fu Qinghai.

What attracted Fu Qinghai was her other identity, which she didn't even know, her future identity.

Master of Evil and leader of the new Thunderbolts - Crimson Cloak.

Scientific research shows that the largest biological organ in the human body is the human brain, not anything else.

As a modern person who has been baptized by various sensory stimuli, it is difficult to arouse common impulses through ordinary visual and auditory experiences, but brain supplements are different. No matter what age, the sexiness produced by brain supplements is always the sexiest. .

This is why the temptation of uniforms is enduring. Are people obsessed with the clothes?No, it is the role, identity, class, and status represented behind the clothes.

Nurses, teachers, white-collar workers, special agents, animal ears, tails... all wrong.

Although Dad Justin Hammer is a skinny old man, he is also 1.8 meters tall. Justin Hammer, who is 1.7 meters seven, has a pair of straight, slender and healthy legs, full and straight breasts, and a sharp and deep face. It is the kind of beautiful body that can outline muscle lines in superhero tights. This is Her excellent external conditions.

But it was not enough to make Fu Qinghai obsessed. Although the swimsuit models in the video tape under the TV cabinet were not as good as Justin, they were not far behind.

Fu Qinghai often thinks that this young and sexy American hottie will be the leader of a group of super villains in the future, a person who does not have strong fighting power, but can play with a group of super villains in the palm of his hand, and even control many superheroes. An evil woman who plays around.

I felt a little excited.

Fu Qinghai shook his head lightly, thinking to himself, don't think about it, the horoscope of artificial intelligence hasn't been written yet, let's type out the code first.

After sorting out the complicated thoughts and inspirations, I am ready to start typing codes.

"Ding dong, the visitor is here, the face recognition result: Justine Hammer."

"Ok?"

Fu Qinghai was puzzled, and turned his head to glance at another screen next to him. On the monitoring screen, it was still raining, and a woman in a suspender dress with wet hair was standing at the door of the big warehouse with a dejected expression.

Didn't I put you in Nathan Lemon's car, why did you come here again?
Fu Qinghai was puzzled, but he still said:

"Open the door."

After finishing speaking, Fu Qinghai got up and walked towards the door.

The warehouse door slid open, and the sound of dripping rain came, in the dark street, in the damp rain.

Justine Hammer's hair was disheveled, his eyes were downcast, and his eyes were dull. He stepped on the cold metal floor with one bare foot, and held a high-heeled shoe in one hand.

What happened to this woman tonight?
Fu Qinghai came over, frowned and asked:
"Justin, why do you..."

Before she finished speaking, Justine Hammer suddenly hugged Fu Qinghai, raised her arms to wrap around Fu Qinghai's neck, and buried her head between her strong shoulders and neck, she took a deep breath of the mixture. It smelt of motor oil, propellant, and metal dust.

Justine Hammer's eyes were blurred, his long eyelashes trembled, his red lips were slightly parted, and he gasped and whispered in Fu Qinghai's ear:
"Give it to me, I want you..."

Justine's hands were groping wildly on Fu Qinghai's muscular shoulders, and her thighs hung around Fu Qinghai's waist. The dark red suspender dress on her was very thin, and Fu Qinghai was only wearing a pair of work clothes. Wearing pants and a vest, I suddenly felt a stretchy and smooth body entangled around my body.

Ha, tsk...

Fu Qinghai smiled helplessly, and lifted Justine's upturned buttocks with one hand, let her hang in the air on him, and walked to the corner of the big warehouse.

A simple camp bed was laid there.

Behind, on the computer on the desktop, the music player is still playing a melodious old Cantonese song:

"I don't want to go home on a cold rainy night, I hope you will know, but you know that my heart has changed from before..."

"Well... um... ha~".

"Only get along far-fetched..."

"Creak~ creak~ creak~" the camp bed was shaking.

"I don't want to go home on a cold rainy night. I'm afraid to look at your back. I just look at the raindrops with a wry smile. I must make it clear..."

……

The rising sun turned red on the clouds.The sun was reflected on the sea, like a red light, which was dyed on the buildings in the entire harbor area, and the seagulls flitted through the air, making loud and clear calls.

The morning light streamed in through the glass windows on the roof of the warehouse.

Justine Hammer woke up slowly from the camp bed.

She felt her skin was clinging to the rough canvas fabric. She stared blankly at the gray metal ground in front of her. Her eyes moved up along the ground and saw a man sitting in front of the experiment table.

The light fluorescence of the screen shone on his side face. His strong upper body was naked, and he was engrossed in the tiny codes that were constantly scrolling on the screen. He pressed his hands on the keyboard and tapped his ten fingers so quickly that afterimages appeared. .

What level of old programmer does this have to be?

"Um……"

Justine frowned and moaned, and was about to stand up when he felt a sharp pain in his lower body, and couldn't help but groan.

"woke up?"

Fu Qinghai continued to concentrate on the code in front of him, and asked without turning his head.

Justin found himself on a pillow made of a black vest, covered with a baggy bomber jacket.

"Justin, are your family Christians?"

Fu Qinghai asked while moving his fingers like flying.

Justine Hammer rubbed his drowsy and aching head after a hangover, sat up from the camp bed, and replied:

"No, what's wrong?"

From Fu Qinghai's side face, you can see the corners of his mouth curled up:
"I can't remember a line from an old movie that says there are no virgins over 17 in the United States of America."

"Ah."

Justin Hammer sneered, and said bitterly:
"First of all, Christians do not require chastity before marriage."

"Secondly, I also regret now that I gave the first time to such an indifferent man."

"despair!"

Fu Qinghai hit the last enter key, sighed, got up from the chair, walked towards Justin, and said in his mouth:
"Women always like to judge a man's sincerity through some so-called 'details', which are actually far-fetched and self-righteous conjectures."

Fu Qinghai picked up Justine Hammer who was sitting on the camp bed, and walked towards the warehouse door.

Justine Hammer huddled in his arms and sneered:

"Hmph, from your tone, you are very experienced."

The warehouse door opened automatically. Princess Fu Qinghai hugged Justine, walked out of the warehouse, walked towards the Hummer H2 parked by the roadside, and said lightly:

"You are really good at finding out that the details are true, but you only see the details you want to see."

While talking, Fu Qinghai opened the door of the back seat of the Hummer.

"If I hadn't injected you with ibuprofen and omeprazole while you were asleep, you would be suffering even more now."

Justin Hammer raised his arm and saw that there was indeed a needle hole in the vein on the inside of the elbow.

Justine raised her head and said curiously:

"I know ibuprofen, what is omeprazole, is it an aphrodisiac?"

"Hurry up..." Fu Qinghai staggered and almost threw the woman in his arms out.

He looked down at Justine with an unbelievable expression on his face, and said with a strange expression:

"Omeprazole protects the gastric mucosa and is used to hangover after a hangover. What's going on in your head?"

"Uh..." Justin blushed, lowered his head, and said:

"I just felt... last night... very comfortable."

"Humph."

Fu Qinghai snorted triumphantly, put Justine Hammer on the back seat, and said:
"In the future, you will understand how rare it is for a man like me who doesn't only care about his own pleasure."

Fu Qingguan closed the car door and walked to the driver's seat.

After the car started, Fu Qinghai turned the steering wheel and drove steadily towards the direction of the apartment building.

Justine Hammer lay lazily on the leather cushion in the back row, with his long legs resting on the back of the seat next to Fu Qinghai's shoulder, and his toes playfully twitched at the side of Fu Qinghai's face, asking:
"Speaking old-fashioned, how old are you this year?"

How old am I?
That's a really good question for an Astartes.

But unlike those real thousand-year veterans and ten-thousand-year veterans, Fu Qinghai is still just a recruit so far based on his service time.

So Fu Qinghai carefully counted with his fingers.

When I was remodeled, Master Quinto said I was 17 years old...

"20 years old, how about you?"

"Hahaha……"

Justine Hammer was shaking with laughter in the backseat.

"I'm 22 years old, what qualifications do you have to teach me, little brother?"

Fu Qinghai said calmly:

"A 22-year-old old maid, don't you feel ashamed?"

Justin gritted his teeth in anger, pinched Fu Qinghai's ear with his toes, and twisted it vigorously.

Fu Qinghai raised his hand and took Justine's foot off, kissed lightly on the instep, put it down, and said:

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

Justin Hammer's heart trembled, and he was immediately picked up. He put his long legs together and retracted into the seat.

Fu Qinghai turned into the underground garage of the apartment building, parked in the dedicated parking space, got out of the car, and opened the rear door.

Justine Hammer sat on the back seat hugging his knees, looked at Fu Qinghai with big eyes blinking, and said:
"I want you to hug me."

Fu Qinghai smiled, reached in, grabbed Justine Hammer by the back of the neck, and pulled her out. After pulling out the car door, he held her up high, lifted her into the air, and asked with a smile:

"Do you like it this way?"

Justin Hammer took off and kicked angrily.

Fu Qinghai quickly hugged this beautiful woman who was as vigorous as a female leopard in his arms.

……

"Ding dong!"

The elevator door opened, and Fu Qinghai threw Justine, who was in his arms, on the sofa, and said:

"I don't have women's clothes here, you call the people from Hammer Industries and ask them to bring them over."

"Ah."

Justin Hammer hummed lightly, picked up the landline microphone on the low table next to the sofa, dialed a number and gave some instructions, then stepped on the ground with bare feet, picked up a pure white bathrobe Into the bathroom.

When Justin was rubbing the towel on his hair, wrapped in a bathrobe, and came out of the bathroom covered in steaming water, he saw Fu Qinghai sitting on the sofa, with a laptop in front of him, staring at the screen intently, His hands crackled like flying.

"What program are you writing?"

Justine Hammer threw himself behind Fu Qinghai and asked curiously.

"Does Jarvis know?"

Fu Qinghai said calmly without looking back.

"Jarvis? Is it Iron Man's smart butler program?"

"Smart butler..." Fu Qinghai couldn't help laughing.

"This is the reason why you will never be able to do Stark Industries, an all-weather, all-situation analysis and combat auxiliary artificial intelligence, you call it 'smart housekeeper'?"

Justine Hammer put his arms around Fu Qinghai's neck, leaned over and asked:

"I don't know this information. Speaking of your technology, it seems that it has something to do with Tony Stark?"

Fu Qinghai nodded and said:
"Yes, it does have a relationship with him, but...it's not Tony Stark in this universe."

This universe... Justine Hammer pondered the words.

…………

　Thank you, angels are not humans, steel in the sea of ​​fog, book friends 2021*9169, Rogeotarifus, all the names that come to mind have been taken up, and a few book friends gave rewards.

　　Let’s update one chapter first. I coded half of this chapter yesterday morning. I’m a little busy today, and some relatives are entertaining. Try to come back to another chapter later.

　　It's not just a daily routine of flirting with girls. There are important plans after the crimson cloak, and there are foreshadowings ahead, and some book friends may have already guessed it.

　　Speaking of Astartes ten thousand years veterans, apart from legendary antiques like Sigismund, the only well-established ten thousand years veterans are the Death Guard Legion. Cast a space fighter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)