At 3 a.m., Tsinghua Military Base.

After drinking the tea that was brewed after evaporating, Wang Weiyi felt a sense of comfort from his bones.

This is the real national tea, which makes Wang Weiyi like more than those coffees and British teas. He took out half a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took out a sprig, took a sip, and squirted out a cigarette ring comfortably.

"When did you smoke?" Xiaoling felt very strange: "This is not a good habit, smoking will cause it."

"Hey, hey, stop, stop!" Wang Weiyi quickly interrupted Xiaoling's words: "Xiaoling, can you say something pleasant when you are with me?"

"I'll tell you a joke"

Xiaoling's words made Wang Weiyi's eyes widen. How could she still tell jokes? But Xiaoling actually told Wang Weiyi a joke:

"There is a bus. An old man next to him stared at someone for a long time and suddenly said to him, 'Young man, look at your face, your weight should be eighty kilograms!' The young man was shocked at that time, 'Uncle, you are too accurate, please help me see the fortune of this year?' The old man replied, 'Look at your uncle! You stepped on my feet'"

"What's the matter?" Wang Weiyi asked stupidly.

"Then? Nothing, the joke ends here."

"Ahha, ha, ha, ha, it's so funny, so ridiculous." Faced with the least funny joke in history, Wang Weiyi laughed dryly.

I have to forgive Xiaoling and let a computer tell you a joke. This is already a great thing.

"Is that true, do you like it? I also think this joke is ridiculous." Xiao Ling actually said that.

"Do you think?" Wang Weiyi quickly asked the doubt that he had thought about for a long time: "Xiao Ling. Do you think this joke is ridiculous? You have to know that you are a computer. Do you have your own feelings now? I mean, only humans have feelings?"

"I'm not very clear." Xiaoling's voice sounded a little confused: "I'm not very sure. When you were in danger in Lance, I felt nervous and worried about you, but when you were surrounded by the Somme, I didn't feel anything. I'm staying in a military base now, and I feel, feel."

"Lonely!" Wang Weiyi took the lead in telling her.

“Yes, loneliness”

"There are problems, there are problems." Wang Weiyi frowned: "These are emotions that only humans can have. I have heard that scientists have also studied computers with human emotions in the past, but they have never been successful. Has that damn Dr. Qin successfully developed it? Xiaoling, is there any code for emotions in your program?"

"No, I checked it carefully, no." Xiaoling's answer was very affirmative.

Wang Weiyi was a little confused. According to normal ideas, Xiaoling began to have his own feelings. There was only one possibility, that is, Dr. Qin invented some kind of emotional program, but it seems that this is not the case now.

Xiaoling said at this time: "There is another thing that worries me very much. I feel that something is automatically released in my 'body', as if driving me to have such feelings. But I can't accurately capture the rambler. Do you know what will happen once the computer has feelings?"

"I have heard those legends. What kind of world is destroyed, computers dominate humans, but I never believe it." Wang Weiyi said without hesitation: "Humans are always humans, and they cannot be dominated by computers. Those illusory things can only appear in movies. Xiaoling, no matter what the truth of the matter is, I think this is a good thing. At least we can have more communication between us, instead of just facing those mechanical programs that have been set up long ago."

"Don't want to get any support from me that you shouldn't have." Xiao Ling immediately realized Wang Weiyi's little abacus.

Wang Weiyi smiled awkwardly. It would not be easy to deceive a computer with a computer with a computer that was not easy.

"But I've prepared a small gift for you."

"Gift?" Wang Weiyi was a little confused: "Do you prepare a gift for me with a computer?"

Xiaoling's answer surprised him even more: "You use P18 submachine gun on the battlefield and let Guo Yunfeng bury you. I know that this weapon appears in advance and is frequently used. Sooner or later, I can find a way to hide it for you. But if more and more people see the submachine gun, it will definitely be circulating. So in order to solve this problem, I invented a gun when you were bored and lonely."

"You invented it?" Wang Weiyi widened his eyes: "Aren't you afraid of destroying the track of history?"

"I invented that I have a lot of information about new types of firearms. It is not difficult to combine them together and arrange them. As for the historical track, firearms such as firearms do not belong to the present or the future, and have never appeared in history. I think this is not considered destroying history, right?" Xiaoling quickly answered his questions.

After saying that, a warehouse in front of him bounced out, and a Mauser rifle appeared in front of Wang Weiyi.

Wang Weiyi was amused and crying: "Xiaoling, you can think of it. Is this a new weapon? Mauser Type 8 rifle? I can find hundreds of such a 'new gun'."

"Can you find the same gun like this?" Xiaoling asked back and said, "Rider, please pick up this gun."

Wang Weiyi picked up the rifle in confusion, but then he knew that the gun was different from other Mauser rifles.

"The identity of the stroller is confirmed, fingerprint is passed, and authorized to use the 'Space-Time 11 Stroller Gun' to enable it"

Such a sound was made in the computer, and Xiaoling then said: "I gave it a temporary name. From now on, you will be the only user of this gun. Once the identity is confirmed, even I can no longer use it."

Wang Weiyi was a little confused: "What is the special purpose of this gun? Should I feel proud to hold a Mauser rifle that I can only use in the world?"

"Your IQ is always a big problem," Xiaoling said contemptuously: "There is a small piece of chip inside the gun, which is connected to my program, and I directly control it. Now, you can give it a command, such as a 'Ramer Authorization, P18 submachine gun', to see what will happen."

Wang Weiyi was completely confused and gave orders to Yijiu? If such a crazy thing is spread, it is afraid that it will be a disaster. He said reluctantly:

"The rambler authorized, P18 submachine gun."

What stunned Wang Weiyi happened. The shape of the gun in his hand quickly began to modify itself. In a few seconds, the Mauser 188 rifle turned into a P18 submachine gun!

"God, Xiaoling, you, you are really a genius!" After a long time, Wang Weiyi came to his senses.

With such a weapon, you will become whatever you want, and you will no longer have to seek support from Xiaoling temporarily, and you will have trouble destroying weapons in the future.

After using it, it can be replaced with a Mauser rifle, without any knowledge

"Xiao Ling, what else can it become? Heavy machine gun?"

"Impossible." Xiaoling immediately said: "Due to the amount of materials it uses, it can only be converted between several forms of rifles, submachine guns, carbines and pistols. Is the material used by a rifle enough to make a heavy machine gun?"

Wang Weiyi also felt that the question he asked was a bit naive: "How to solve the bullet problem?"

"This is my most proud invention. You can observe your magazine. It can convert any type of bullet. Of course, you can find a way to solve the problem when the bullet is made."

"I'll try to figure out a way to the bullet myself." Wang Weiyi couldn't let go of the weapon in his hand, and suddenly thought of another question: "What if the gun is lost or someone stole it and wants to smash it forcibly if it cannot be used? Wouldn't the secret in the gun be exposed?"

"Once this happens, the gun will destroy itself with its owner who does not belong to it."

Wang Weiyi shuddered. If anyone had the idea of ​​this treasure, he would be happy. He thought about it for a while: "The name of the 'Space-11-Space-Time Stroller Gun' is too complicated and not nice, I think about it."

He frowned and thought for a long time: "Others call me the Skeleton Baron, but I think this gun is called the 'Skeleton Gun'."

"Your creativity in name is limited to this." Xiaoling maintained his usual "contempt" of Wang Weiyi: "But you are his master, you can call him whatever you like."

Wang Weiyi had a "skeleton gun" that belonged entirely to him. After looking at it, his face smiled. He asked while holding his gun:

"Xiao Ling, now you can be sure that you have feelings again and have specially created such a unique gun for me. You must have fallen in love with me. It's also good to call it "Love Gun""

I originally thought Xiao Ling would continue to say the extremely familiar word "get out", but what I didn't expect was that the two robots suddenly hang up Wang Weiyi, and then the door of the base was opened. The robots tightly hanged Wang Weiyi, moved him to the door, threw him hard, and threw Wang Weiyi out of the base.

Wang Weiyi's butt was hurt because she was thrown, and Xiaoling's words rang in her ears again:

"With a boring person like you, you can only do this."

"I am the Skeleton Baron." Wang Weiyi muttered happily with the gun in his arms.
Chapter completed!