There Is No Afterlife

Ollie left, but there were signs of him leaving all over the house. Ollie's lollipops are all over the place, and the balconies, beds, and brushes are covered in shedding hairs.

Thin and very soft.

Gathering all the fur, Mugen removed the white top left by Ollie, sewed a white cute doll with the fabric of the top, and then filled Ollie's fur.

The next day was the day for new students to report.

Early in the morning, Mugan and Sigma said goodbye to their father and uncles and went to school together to report. Now that the exam is over, the people who sent the exam have all left, there are not many people on the street, most of the shops are closed, and only one shop selling cakes is open.

Thinking of what Ollie had said that he wanted to open a dessert shop, Mugen was stunned.

Probably because he had been standing there for a long time, the owner of the pastry shop couldn't help but look at him. Embarrassedly scratching his head, Mugen said good morning to the boss loudly, and at the same time gave a big smile, and then ran away with Sigma.

The boss, who was puzzled by Mugen's reaction, raised his eyebrows, and then continued to prepare for the opening of the store.

They lived a bit far from the academy. Mugan and Sigma took an hour and a half to get to the school, and Mugan saw Dobby as soon as they arrived at the school gate. The tall Dobby stood out in the crowd. Taking advantage of his height, he could see Mugen from afar. He was relieved as if he were liberating, and Dobby waved at Mugen from a distance.

"Good morning, Mugan!" Dobby looked very happy. If he was the prototype now, he must have started wagging his tail~(≧▽≦)/~

"Good morning, Dobby, this is my brother Sigma." Smiling back at Dobby, Mugan introduced Sigma to him.

"Good morning." A green light flashed on the dim screen, and Sigma raised his head and stretched out a mechanical hand.

Dobby was stunned for a while, then he clumsily stretched out his hand and shook hands with Sigmar. He hurriedly said good morning to Sigmar.

"Mugen, is this really your brother?" Bending down, Dobby asked Mugen in a low voice.

"Yeah." Mugan nodded.

"Then... but your brother is a robot? Could it be that your father is a robot?" Dobby was stunned.

"Well." Mugan continued to nod.

Looking up at the sky, Dobby thought...

The sky is so blue!

Always feel like something is wrong. But the biggest advantage of Thunder Dragon is self-knowledge.

"Thinking about a little life will be beautiful" "Don't compete with others for IQ" - Dobby, who was raised by his mother like this since he was a child, quickly became acquainted with Sigma. While Dobby and Sigma were chatting, Mugan had already obtained the freshman handbook from the senior in charge of orientation at the door. After reading the handbook, he knew the next procedure.

"Dobby, Sigma, come here." With the two still chatting, Mugan led them towards the report.

Imperial College does not need to pay tuition fees. In addition, the school will provide corresponding teaching materials to students during class, but there is a limit on the number of students who need to purchase the excess. If you want to try the school's teaching scope For other parts, the materials also need to be purchased by students themselves.

Since there is no need to pay tuition fees, the so-called reporting is actually just coming to confirm the identity of the candidates, and issuing uniforms, student cards and other necessary items by the way. Since robots have now become a must-have item for human hands, new robots also need to be filed today, and the class schedule and other instructions will be distributed to the brains of each robot through the central brain of the college.

"Ah...but I don't have a robot." After hearing this notification, Dobby was dumbfounded: "Our planet is very rural, and there is only one robot brain, and he receives all the news notifications, I can't take him with me. come…"

His voice was a little loud, and the freshmen beside him heard it.

"Poor ghost from the countryside." I don't know who said such a sentence, and then someone laughed. Mugan and Sigma next to Dobby also became the targets of ridicule, and someone immediately noticed Sigma, who had no **** and legs, and sneered immediately.

"It's also a poor ghost here, look! His robot is only half, so he's too embarrassed to bring it out!"

Mugan's eyes turned to the speaker at once—

It was a very thin teenager with a very luxurious looking robot next to him. Why do you say that - because the robot was all golden.

Mugen's eyes were pitch-black and incomparably clear, and being stared at by such a pair of eyes, the young man who had just taken the lead in mocking others was suddenly speechless.

But Sigma was not happy.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" With three voices, Sigma took out three butts and thighs from the multi-dimensional space in her stomach, and then said solemnly: "It's not that Sigma has no butts and thighs, Sigma has too many butts and thighs, today I don't know which one to wear, so I don't wear it."

One of the buttocks was ground with the skeleton of Dilong Crescent Moon. I don't know if it was intentional or not. When Sigmar smashed it out, the buttocks just hit the boy's feet. When he was about to scold, suddenly an old man jumped out next to him and pushed the boy who was in the way away with one hand. The old man threw himself on Sigma's ass!

"Oh my God! What did I see!" His voice was full of amazement, his hands caressing that **** inch by inch, he looked...

very obscene

There is no new student next to him who dares to speak for no reason. This old man is wearing a blue-edged professor uniform. As long as he knows a little about Imperial College, he will know: This is the professor's uniform of the Department of Mechanical Engineering. If you know a little more about Imperial College It will be recognized: the old man in front of him is the leading mecha maker in the mecha manufacturing department of the mechanical department - Grove.

In this universe, no one would be rude to an excellent mecha maker, and no one would dare to accuse them, no matter how absurd their behavior was in the eyes of the world!

Whether it is civilian mecha, commercial mecha, or military mecha, people in this world have always been fanatical about mechas. Any top mecha maker is a rich man. .

The young man who just picked up the trouble is a freshman in the mecha department. He had done his homework before, and he naturally recognized the identity of the old man, so he didn't dare to say a word when he was pushed away.

"This color...this touch...this density...this is! This is the leg bone of the Crescent Moon Emperor!" As expected of a mecha maker who has been dealing with various materials all his life, three minutes later, he finally confirmed the manufacture of this What is the material of the ass!

Crescent Moon Emperor Dragon - the legendary top material! It can be fused with various metals to increase the plasticity and toughness of the metal! Even in the legend, this material has a certain regeneration, what does this mean? Assuming that people use it in the manufacture of mechas, in combat, if the mecha is damaged, it can even complete a certain degree of self-healing on its own!

It is this property that makes it a legendary material!

But it is precisely because of this characteristic that the crescent moon emperor dragon has become the most wanted object in the universe. By now, they have disappeared from all planets, but what has he seen now? He saw something made of a whole crescent moon emperor dragon leg bone—a fart, a butt!

Grove's eyes widened.

He tightly protected the precious **** in front of him.

"What are you doing holding my butt?" Sigmar got upset, stretched out a robotic finger, and poked the old man in front of him. Seeing that he didn't respond for a while, he poked hard again, and found that the old man still didn't respond, and Sigma began to pull his **** out of his hands.

"Who dares to grab my butt!" Grove blew his beard and stared as he felt the precious material in his hand being forcibly pulled out!

"It's obviously Sigma's butt." He didn't let go at all. Sigma even had the strength to free a hand and pointed to the **** that the two were fighting for. He gestured to the words engraved on the butt: "Look, Sigma's The name, and the number of the ass, it's Sigma's twenty-third ass."

Grove was stunned when he finally recognized that it was a robot who was vying for ownership of his ass.

"The **** my brother made for me is only for Sigma." He emphasized again.

Only then did Grove notice that the leg bone of the Meniscus Emperor Dragon in front of him was actually made into the shape of a butt!

He finally realized how unsightly his actions now looked, his old face was slightly red, but he didn't let go of his hand holding his butt, and he was still deadlocked with Sigma.

Realizing that this **** belonged to the robot in front of him, as a mecha maker, he couldn't help but observe the manufacturing process of this butt: to be honest, it was very rough.

But there were no mistakes.

"Are you comfortable with this butt?" He asked Sigma subconsciously, probably because Sigma was too human to communicate with, he asked reflexively.

"Very comfortable." Sigma said decisively.

It is obviously bone, but it has been carefully hollowed out, and the position of the joints is even more remarkable. This handwork is not bad!

Grove looked behind Sigma subconsciously, and instinctively recognized that Mugan was the producer of this ass. Surprised by the immaturity of the other party, the moment he recognized the new identity of the other party, Grove suddenly had a good idea in his heart!

"Which department are you from?" When asked this sentence, Grove had already confirmed in his heart that the other party was a freshman in the mecha manufacturing department: not the mecha manufacturing department, and which freshman can be independent before enrolling. How about making such ingenious mechanical parts?

Who knows—

"I'm a freshman in the cooking department." Although he thought the old man was strange, in the principle of respecting the old and caring for the young, Mugen answered him honestly.

"What!!!" Grove roared in a gaffe.

Immediately before his eyes, there was a terrifying picture of his **** being put into a large pot of soup. He was familiar with the background information of this legendary material. While it was regarded as a legendary mecha production material by the world, it was also a legendary ingredient. what! !

Damn Crescent Moon Emperor Dragon, how can he be so stupid! Such a good material looks so delicious! It was not enough, and we had to beware of those gluttons.

Eat, eat, eat! Just know to eat! Making mechas can save the world, you know!

The injustice in Grove's heart rose to the extreme. With a big wave of his hand, he said to Mugen: "You don't have to go to the cooking department! Come to the mecha manufacturing department, and I will make you an exception to enroll."

The score of the cooking department and the mecha manufacturing department are not at the same level. In Grove's eyes, freshmen who go to the cooking department are forced to enter if they fail to pass other departments.

His words made the thin and thin freshman next to him terrified: he is the last in the mecha manufacturing department. If Grove made an exception to recruit this black-haired boy, he would definitely be squeezed out of the mecha Manufacturing department!

Grove's contented eyes and the thin students' panicked eyes were aimed at Mugan at the same time, and they waited for Mugan's answer at the same time: "No, I was admitted to the cooking department with great difficulty."

Shaking his head, Mugan motioned for Dobby to follow him, the things here were done, and they were going to the next location.

Grove was stunned. While he was in a daze, Sigma took the opportunity to grab his **** and retracted it with his thighs, and he followed in the footsteps of Mugan and Dobby.

Their conversation drifted along the wind:

"Dobby, wait for me to study it later and make you a robot?"

"Huh? Mugan, can you even make a robot?"

"No, I only do **** and thighs now."

"what?"

"But you can learn."

"Really? Then thank you!"

Dobby's wounded heart healed little by little in the conversation with Mugan. In anticipation of the robot he was about to have, he happily discussed his **** with Sigma again.

And this time-

Olivia also enrolled.

Seeing Olivia's name on the freshman admissions list, Sumeger's eyes widened in horror!