"A manual?"
"????"
"Why does he have a manual? Isn't this a robot from another civilization?"
"Is he a goddamn alien?"
"Nani?"
"mother fucker?"
"Shit!"
...
"Mr. Zhang... where did you get this thing?" Meng Tianhe was flabbergasted.
"My family's ancestor picked it up!" Zhang Menglong made up a story on the spot, as a system that crossed all parallel spacetimes, Gou Dan was like a super encyclopedia.
Not to mention a manual, even if he needed the design drawings of the robot, Zhang Menglong could produce them.
One of the robots suddenly locked its gaze on Zhang Menglong and immediately marked him as the primary target for attack.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" It moved its two mechanical legs like an assassin and charged toward Zhang Menglong.
"Xinla tiansai!"
Energy waves almost invisible to the naked eye burst forth from Zhang Menglong's body. When the robot sprinted to about a meter away from him, it halted as though it had encountered an unpredictable wall.
