God Emperor’s Angel of Death

But to be honest, Rozim admits that the taste of this self-brewed rum is still good, not much different from the original one, otherwise he would not ask for a whole bottle again. At hand.

He doesn't have the courage to brew it himself, but he still has the courage to take a little home, and it is great.

But as a veteran of wine shops, Rozim knows that the most basic quality is to get in touch with each other.

There is nothing wrong with it, as soon as you find that there is a reason to be used for money, you must be sure.

In this way, you can mix long in a bar, and the boss will be "close" to himself.

So he coughed, ready to be a sting.

"Boss, it's not that I said you..."

"This wine is not right, Boss!"

Suddenly, it came from him Rozim was startled by a low growl.

With the light that is better than nothing, Chapter’s restaurant Master has now discovered that the sleeping drunk beside him has been replaced by the technical priest of the Spark bridge, Loken.

Uh!

Ah...

The two voices sounded almost simultaneously.

The sweat on Rozim's forehead burst out.

Leave aside why the other party will appear here, this weird question is not to be discussed, a technical priest who left his post without authorization will end up after being discovered, everyone knows.

In other words, the life and death of the opponent is now in Rozim's hands.

Of course, Rozim won't kill him, but at least he has to pay for himself this time.

But if it were only this, Rozim would not be so nervous.

As he has been serving in the kitchen and Chapter restaurant, maybe others don’t know him yet, but Loken, who is eligible to enter the Chapter restaurant, must know him too...

A restaurant Master who left without permission, plus a technical priest who was drunk...

Rozem could imagine how Chapter Chief Soshian would clean up himself.

But looking at the appearance of the opponent lying on the ground, Rozim judged that the opponent might still be in a hangover.

So after putting the name Loken with numerous crosses in the heart, Rozim decided to retreat sensibly.

"A bag of corpse starch or three standard military compressed ration sticks."

The calm words of the tavern boss made Rozim dismiss the idea of ​​sneaking out in the dark .

clenched the teeth, Rozim touched the three middle finger-long compressed food ration sticks wrapped in greased paper from his pocket, threw it into the empty small wine glass, and then turned his head and walked out.

On the Spark, food is always hard currency.

However, after about a dozen steps out of the bar, Rozim suddenly remembered that the unopened bottle of spirits had been forgotten on the bar.

And he originally planned to take it back to the dormitory, and then slowly taste it during the rest time when the door was locked.

What should I do? He paid the money...

So, out of an instinctive fluke, Rozim went back and walked back.

The next second, he saw Loken stumbled through the door of the bar, still carrying his bottle of wine in his hand, and his mouth was still foul-mouthed.

Almost at the same time, both sides saw each other.

So, the restaurant Master and the technical priest of Chapter are in a stalemate at a distance of ten meters, with embarrassment on each other's faces.

"Ha, that..."

"I think you left something, I will get it back for you quickly."

After that, the two sides were silent for a few moments. Seconds, and then at the same time there was a burst of insincere, shriveled laughter, trying to ease the atmosphere.

But obviously this was not very successful.

"The weather is nice today."

"ahhhh, yes, I came down to find some mushrooms. I heard that there are some delicious mushrooms nearby."

"Oh, oh, I know the dead mushroom that grows on corpses."

Rozem feels like he and the other party are idiots, not to mention that they are still standing here at any time. Talking some nonsense in places discovered by other people.

"Should we leave here first? I have a safe passage."

Loken pointed to the small road on the right. Rozim thought about it, and felt that he was back. It may not be safe. This guy is a technical priest. In terms of understanding of the structure of battleship, absolutely no one can surpass him.

Then the road he chose has a high safety factor.

So he was nodded and followed the mechanical cultist who came down to buy a drunk into a secretly thought.

"So...hiccup!"

Rozim burped a drink, put his boots on a pile of gears, and said drunkly:

"You are planning to assault the long Chapter robot, and you were hit by the other party."

Chapter Restaurant Master shook the head and let out a playful laugh.

"I don’t understand you guys, do you want to fuck its exhaust pipe? Or its power jack? You don’t panic..."

"You know a piston!"

Loken, sitting in a chair, used mechanical appendages to protect his head, while the right hand continued to deliver a mixture of alcohol and grease into his mouth.

"It...it is different! I can feel it! It is a technical product! A perfect masterpiece! By studying it, I can further integrate with Omnisia!"

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"So, hiccup! You still want to fuck it."

"Shut up! You organic rubbish full of reproductive activities!"

Rozem laughed , Stood up swayingly, his eyes swept back and forth in Loken's workshop.

Suddenly, he noticed a strange instrument on the shoulder of a castle-class combat combat robot, which looked like a huge watering can, with a hose behind it, connected to a half-human height metal. Can.

"What's this? It looks like my big oil pot."

"Idiot!"

Loken threw the glass on the table and stood He stood up and patted the metal tank behind the combat robot and said:

"Chapter asked me to develop it, hiccup! A non-lethal weapon specially used to capture targets. It contains a special high Molecular polymers must be stored in cryogenic tanks."

Speaking, he pointed to the watering can-like device.

"Once launched, this high molecular polymer will quickly condense into tenacious ribbon-like solid material that is not afraid of water and fire. This spiral jet can spray it up to 100 meters away. Once it is sprayed Come on, harm! Even Astarte can't break free for a while."

"Just blow it, and Astarte can't break free."

Rozim snorted, walked around the robot, and then noticed that there was a rocker behind the ejector.

"What is this—"

Speaking, he stretched out his hand.

"Hey!!"

At this moment, the door of the Loken Workshop suddenly opened. He is also a technical priest, but Jemini Ford, who is in charge of biology, is in From outside the door, he said to the inside:

"Loken, your healthcare robot lends me two--"

[门]===8(⊙_⊙)?

Rozim’s finger has already been pressed down...

The next second, a stream of milk-white liquid gushes out of the ejector in a spiral, directly Drown the poor technical priest in it.

"Uh----"