The old-fashioned vinyl phonograph played soft singing, and the thick soprano echoed in the laboratory, and the pure sound seemed to heal the soul.

“Is this a thing helpful for your research?”

Solo sat lazily, resting his feet on the table. The drawing was an unexpected receipt. Although he could not understand the complicated lines on it at all, Stryker putting it with the Eidman metal rough stone completely illustrates the value of this drawing.

Professor Hingis, who was busy, glanced at him. She took off the gold-rimmed glasses from her face, then put on gloves on her slightly trembling hands, and slowly opened the few pieces of paper that Solo brought back with him in an almost pious movement.

"Help? Are you kidding? This is the design drawing of nano-level bionic mechanical cells, the most fundamental secret of sentry robots."

While speaking, Professor Hingis projected the drawings in front of the two people. A spherical model composed of blue simple lines was full of the beauty of mechanical simple lines. Soro couldn't help but stand up from the chair. Hingis widened his eyes and carefully studied every part of the model.

"The constantly changing genes of the Magic Girl have given Sentinel robot research direction and a foundation for changing. No matter where you get this drawing, its value is even above Edelman Metal!"

Professor Hingis took a deep breath, calmed down his excitement, and continued

"I thought I had parsed most of the secrets of the Sentinel, but now it seems that there are even bigger secrets in the Sentinel!"

Professor Hingis murmured to herself excitedly. She looked at the projection over and over again, her eyes full of special joy. As a real scientist, she was full of curiosity about these unknown things.

"This is the ultimate goal of the Sentinel Project. Nano-level bionic mechanical cells have almost no limit to change. If they can succeed... Oh my God! Sentinel is simply a perfect robot."

Perfect?

Soro has a reservation about this. Even Ultron or Vision may not be a perfect robot, but he is not interested in refuting these theories of Hingis. He only cares about one thing.

"With the drawings, can we copy the sentinel?"

"Copy? Are you kidding?"

Hingis seemed to have been greatly insulted, looked at Solo with contempt, and quickly manipulated his hands, combining the original drawings of these sentinels with her research records.

"You're humiliating me, right? We've got this now, we can definitely improve it and then make a more perfect product."

She opened her hands like a fanatical research madman,

"More powerful, more perfect, and add some other functions... to make a better appearance..."

Suddenly, she snapped her fingers and looked at Solo with her eyes emitting light. "Mr., if we can create this nano-scale bionic mechanical cell, we can completely reshape you... Oh my God! A living mechanical life form... we are creating a brand new race..."

Creating a whole new race is something that God can do.

Seeing Hingis muttering to himself about to fall into research fanaticism, Solo had to reach out to interrupt her.

"Professor, calm down! Nanobenormal cells are just a theory. If they could be made so easily, sentry robots have already dominated the world. Even if the drawings are here, you will need time to study them slowly. At the same time, you also need an assistant in the field of machinery..."

"It seems that I have to bring him back as soon as possible."

Soro muttered to himself in a low voice, calculating the time, the guy he liked was almost supposed to appear. Although he knew he was in Russia, it would be better to wait for him to come out by himself than to find someone all over the world.

Hingis's fanatical thinking was interrupted, but she was not too angry. Instead, she walked to the table and reached out to pour herself a glass of wine. She sniffed it gently, then pursed her lips. The next moment, she suddenly looked up and drank it in one mouthful, and her flushed face gradually calmed down.

Solo is right, nano-scale bionic mechanical cells are just in the theory of imagination, and they are still blank in the fields of academics, materials, manufacturing processes, etc.

But this at least opened the door to research, a direction to move forward, as Solo said, first of all, she must have a helper with sufficient knowledge and plenty of time.

"I will leave tomorrow, Cote will stay here. He has too much to learn. Yuriko will teach him well! When I come back, I will bring your research helper back." Soro paused and glanced at Professor Hingis. "Also, do you need me to bring your granddaughter back?"

Hingis held the wine glass and leaned against the table on the side, looking a little weird. She sighed and looked at Soro

"No need, just make sure she is doing well, or you can help me find a good family for her!"

She picked up the wine glass again and sipped the amber liquid. He looked at Soro

"It's not a good choice to be by my side!"

Soro shrugged his shoulders, said nothing, and nodded.

Although Solo's base is small, it has all the facilities inside. In addition to the lack of water and air treatment system and several lounges, it even has a small training room separately.

"Miss Yuriko, do we really want this?"

Cote was wearing a white sports vest, her weird blue skin was exposed, and her tail kept shaking due to tension made this guy look full of intimidation.

Opposite him was Yuriko wearing a sportswear and a ponytail. This girl usually looked like a naughty child, but after entering the battle state, only Suzai was left in her beautiful eyes with a little silver halo.

"KaKa"

Yuriko moved her fingers, silver-white, slender and sharp Eidman alloy claws spread out from the front of her fingers, and accompanied by Yuriko's finger movement, whistling trajectories in the air.

"Of course, Mr. Soro asked me to train you! You'd better be serious...or you'll be killed!"

Before he finished speaking, Yuriko's body jumped up in a pattern that violated the laws of human movement, and put her limbs on the wall. She exerted force suddenly, as if she was a hunting spider, rushing towards the night walker quickly.

"ah!!"

Faced with Yuriko's attack, the Night Walker screamed. His personality was weak and timid, and he had almost never received any training in combat. Seeing Yuriko pounce on him, he instinctively flashed five meters away.

In the next ten seconds, Yuriko chased and snatched like a whirlwind, but Cote did not give her a chance to get close, and kept flashing quickly.

"Hmph! Coward! When facing the enemy, will you just hide behind like a little woman?"

Yuriko's attack was blowing again, and her annoyed mockery made the night walker's blue face turn slightly red. Facing a little girl, he would only escape in such a panic, so how could he still become stronger?

Thinking of this, Cote secretly gritted his teeth, and his figure suddenly disappeared. When he appeared again, he was already behind Yuriko. The two daggers in his hand were up and down, and at the same time stabbed Yuriko's back and neck.

This attack was unexpected, but Kurt was facing Yuriko. The cruel training she had since childhood, and the battle had already become her instinct engraved in her bones. Almost at the same time when he appeared, Yuriko seemed to have eyes behind her, and her slender legs flew backwards with flexible movements like a long whip.

With one foot in front of his chest, Kot blocked his arms, and his figure suddenly disappeared and avoided Yuriko's turn around and claws. However, driven by this huge force, his body appeared a few meters away and fell to the side in a mess.

Yuriko rushed forward quickly. The moment before Cott fell to the ground, her tight legs on the left and right hit Cott's chest and kicked him out. She herself jumped up from the ground with a strange movement as if she was fitted with a spring on her body.

Ten sharp claws of his hands poked out, "Sir..." and pulled out a terrible scratch on the ground. When the Night Walker raised his head, his slender claws had already pressed against his neck.

Cote can also use his ability to escape, but what is even more terrifying is that the momentum on Yuriko's body is cold and harsh, and those cold eyes with a faint silver color make anyone look at him instinctively feel their scalp numb.

Cote dared not move. He believed that just by moving gently, his neck would be cut open.

It was not until Yuriko took back the ten slender nails and stood up that Cott finally breathed a long sigh.

Walking across from Kurt again, Yuriko said in a deep voice, "Your movement is so loud. The sound of you waving a knife behind me sounds as clear as thunder to me."

"Come again! Be more serious and treat me as a life-and-death enemy!"

Yuriko moved her shoulders, and the metal bones collided, making a crackling sound.

Two hours later, Yuriko moved her neck, and there was a shallow scar on her neck, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Lying under her feet was exhausted Cott, sweating wet the surrounding ground in the rain, her mouth wide open, and gasping for breath as if she was sealed.

Cote got up from the ground with difficulty, rubbed his painful shoulders, and looked at Yuriko. This seemingly sweet and lovely girl was too powerful and the gap was too big.

But at the same time, it also made him full of confidence. If a girl can be so strong, then through training, he will definitely become a strong man.

"Your physical strength is too poor!" Yuriko walked aside, grabbed a 100-kilogram barbell and threw it at Cote. "Don't lie on the ground like a woman and pretend to be dead. The limit of the body is the best time to exercise physical fitness! Ten sets of squats, twenty in each set, start now!"
Chapter completed!