I use Yiyou to attack NPCs in the infinite world

Wan An: "So you want to be called Yi Batian?"

【No, my name is Yi Aotian! 】

Wan'an: "..."

"Very good, Batian, do you know who rescued you from the garbage dump?" Wan An raised his hand and patted Zi Batian's head that was bigger than a pot.

Zi Batian nodded, while the Yiyou system was making noise.

[Xiao Yi, dear and honorable player, my name is Yi Aotian, are you listening to me?]

"Very good, Batian. From now on, I will be your master. Let's pick up trash together." Wan'an patted Zi Batian's head again.

Zi Batian nodded again, and the machine responded: "I like to pick up trash with the master."

[Xiao Yi, dear and honorable player, I say my name is Yi Batian, Yi Batian!Are you listening? 】

"Oh? Is your name Yi Batian?" Wan An finally paid attention to it.

[Yes, my name is Yi Batian!ah!No, no, my name is Yi Aotian! 】The B game system is going crazy due to Wan'an's manipulation.

It's a system anyway, why hasn't it competed with a human being?
The more I think about the B game system, the less I understand it, and the more I think about it, the more depressed I become.

It made a piercing sound, emphatically saying: [Xiao Yi, dear and honorable player, I will never talk to you again! 】

"Okay, Yi Batian." Wan An smiled.

【Aotian!It's Aotian! 】

The Yiyou system went crazy there, Wan'an climbed to Zi Batian's shoulder and sat down.

She raised her hand and pointed to the waste mountain where she picked up trash.

Patting Zi Batian on the head, he said domineeringly: "Batian, let me show you my country."

【Take/you\to see/see\my\river/mountain~】

Sitting on the shoulders of the four-meter-tall robot, Wan An swung his legs and pointed to the road.

Sure enough, there are helpers picking up trash.

She couldn't even push the more than 300 kilograms of sacks she picked up in Wan'an before.

As soon as Zi Batian appeared on the stage, he hooked up with only one little finger.

Like some parts that were difficult to dismantle before, Zi Batian also easily broke them apart.

Wan'an only needs to jump down and step on a few mineral water bottles when he is bored.

After a lot of work, Zi Batian's body was covered with sacks, leaving only space on his left shoulder.

It supported Wan An with its palm, and put her on it.

Wan'an sat cross-legged on its shoulder, thinking of the place he knew from the mechanical cat database, and commanded Zi Batian to go there.

It was supposed to be paid for the fare.

Now with Zibatian, it can run no slower than a suburban bus.

A bus passed by the waste disposal plant from the wasteland and headed for an outer village on the main road.

There are humans in the car, and there are also some robots with red or white lights.

Some of them were in a daze, while others looked out the window at the rapidly reversing scenery.

Until a giant robot carrying many colorful bulging sacks with only a silver-white head exposed ran past.

It was running parallel to the bus at first, but within a few seconds it crossed the bus and disappeared.

Only passers-by who saw it were shocked: "What the hell! That model seems to be a purple battle robot, why are you wearing colorful clothes?"

Wan'an was sitting cross-legged on Zi Batian's shoulders until it accelerated, and the surrounding scenery changed from a fast retreat to a brown and green afterimage.

The strong wind slapped Wan An's face straight, and Wan An grabbed the Zi Batian metal block and hid behind its head, opening his mouth to speak every single word: "Batian, be smart, your master is about to be blown out of space! "

Hearing this, Zi Batian was stunned.

In the past, on the battlefield, it carried rockets and charged directly.

Forget that this human master is not as resistant to beatings as their robots.

Someone reminded by Wan'an, Zi Batian quickly realized the mistake and corrected it.

It directly opened the 5S-level highest protective cover for Wan'an, and noticed that there were hundreds of kilograms of sacks on each of the hangers, which were now blowing in the wind.

Thinking that they were the owner's precious possessions and fearing they would be blown away, Zi Batian also put an A-level protective cover on these sacks.

All protected, now it can run wild, right?