"I feel a little nauseous. This food doesn't taste good." Lin Fan covered his mouth, feeling a little uncomfortable. Then he bent over and coughed twice, spitting out a line.
But this was not the end. He coughed harder and harder, spitting out more and more lines. Eventually, these lines came together and turned into the outline of a woman.
Rebecca patted Lin Fan on the back while looking at what he had vomited. This sense of déjà vu reminded her of the old days when she patted the drunk master on the back.
I really miss it...
"Ahem! Ugh!"
Lin Fan vomited twice in the end, and the two large mixed colors vomited onto the outline formed by the lines, and then a magical scene happened.
The two-dimensional drawing attached to the floor began to transform into three-dimensional. It stood up from the ground, gained thickness and mass, and expanded like a deflated balloon being injected with gas.
With a final wave, a living person stood in front of Lin Fan.
He was wearing a white coat, but it was not clean. Brown stains and threads were scattered messily on the clothes.
Her eyes are surrounded by dark circles and have severe bags under her eyes. Her hair is brown and lacks care and attention. It is simply tied into a simple ponytail with a knot and has messy silk hair.
The pants are nondescript jeans with some patches on them, and he wears a pair of thick Martin boots.
Lin Fan After taking a quick glance, he saw a pen stuck in her breast pocket, with gold letters that might be her name engraved on it.
"Uh... Hello? Quabramster. Tala Niverstine. Ers?" Why is this name so long? Lin Fan complained secretly in his heart.
"Oh... damn it... how long have I been trapped?" The woman suspected to be named Ers didn't seem to mean to answer Lin Fan. She swayed, covered her head and sat down against the wall to let herself relax for a while.
Let me think... let me think what happened?
Oh, by the way, I was sent to this disgusting aristocratic amusement park using a trap by those ascension madmen, and then I was eaten by "Two-Dimensional Prison".
The concept of time has become blurred. I have stayed in that two-dimensional prison world for so long that it is difficult to recall the past.
All I could think about were simple and crazy two-dimensional lines, fighting with other prisoners, and an endless cycle of pure white world. I really had enough.
Are there two living people here? One is an old-style nanorobot from the Federation M20 era, and the other is... a pure-blood noble, a Finalizers!?
md... You ascensionist lunatics!
The woman was angry. She recalled how those damn lunatics caused a great alliance to fall apart, and now there was a bastard appearing in front of her, trying to humiliate her again.
In these years at Two-Dimensional Prison, I have not wasted my life.
The white coat flew up and instantly enveloped the nanorobot behind the man.
Electric current and magnetism were generated on the white coat. Rebecca suffered heavy injuries, and then lost the restraint on his body, turning into silver-gray dust and falling to the ground.
"Rebecca!" Lin Fan exclaimed. He did not expect that this woman who looked like a scientist would strike so quickly, but he was not prepared to kill her with one punch. He still had many questions to ask.
Lin Fan caught the fist coming from Ers and was about to choke her neck to restrict her movement.
But to his surprise, Ers saw that one of his hands had been restrained, so he simply took off his shoulders and arms and stepped back.
"... This guy is also a robot?" Lin Fan looked at Ers's appearance of not feeling any pain, and also counted her with the out-of-control Servitor.
Oedmeir's shoulders quickly grew new arms. Her other hand touched the ground, and then the blue grid expanded around her.
Pieces of ground blocks were peeled off, surrounded by Oedmeir, and began to be assembled into an energy cannon that Lin Fan had never seen before.
Lin Fan stood in front of the fan Rebecca and shouted to Oedmeir, "Who are you? Why do you suddenly attack us?"
These words seemed to have some effect, Ers's expression changed, and she frowned and looked at Lin Fan suspiciously.
"Are you actually talking to me with your mouth?"
"... Is there anything wrong with speaking with your mouth? If you don't use your mouth, how can you speak with your butt?"
"... It's hard to say." Ers put down his weapon and assumed a harmless posture, "You are not a member of Finalizers, right? Finalizers will use unique substitutes to convey meaning, instead of using the simplest 'mouth' that is closest to ordinary people like you to communicate."
Lin Fan didn't understand what Ers meant. He looked at the unkempt female scientist warily and asked about Rebecca.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm okay... but you have to demagnetize me, otherwise I won't be able to fight."
"Do you know this crazy woman named Ers?"
"I really don't know. I only know that my nano core parts are made of scrap copper and iron from the recycling bin. I still remember that my master and his father dug out four or five tons of scrap iron to get the materials together."
"Have you finished your whispering? Also, my name is Oedmeir." Oedmeir glanced at Lin Fan and Rebecca impatiently, and her white coat also floated back to her body.
"Let me handle it. Her core equipment and database are very old." Oedmeir stretched out his hand to indicate that he had no intention of attacking, then took out a plastic bag-like thing from his pants, shook it and turned it into a bottle.
"Isn't she nano Tyranids? Why is there such a thing as core equipment?" Lin Fan asked doubtfully.
Oedmeir gouged him out with his eyes, "Nano Tyranids is a nano-sized robot, and it is not a real powder or fluid. The process of connecting to the data network and building nano-micro robots determines the upper limit of nano-robots. Although this thing was quite advanced when it was produced, it is really backward now."
"And she hasn't integrated the Qualcomm data cable, Myriad-Dimensional Algorithm, and this database... Isn't this your special sleeping robot?"
"I'm a service robot! Not a sleeping robot!" Rebecca complained in protest, but Oedmeir didn't care about these pale explanations.
The information transmitted from the clothes is full of information in this nanorobot's database.
He sucked the powder of Rebecca into the jar, shook Oedmeir a few times, and looked at Lin Fan like a pervert.
"Ahem... In fact, I am not her first owner, and I don't know what you are talking about. You are an elite lunatic. I don't know anything about Finalizers."
During the Mars civil war, something called Myriad-Change Thought Set was mentioned. This thing can remove Warp pollution using pure mathematics and logic.