MST Chapter 12 : First meeting
Edited: XiaXue "Cough, cough, cough.” Chen Jie is squatting. "Mr. Chen, is it okay? Slow down when drinking water.” Li Delong stopped talking about the topics and asked with concern.…
Continue ReadingEdited: XiaXue "Cough, cough, cough.” Chen Jie is squatting. "Mr. Chen, is it okay? Slow down when drinking water.” Li Delong stopped talking about the topics and asked with concern.…
Continue ReadingEdited: XiaXue “Don’t think too much.” Lu Zixin broke its illusion, “Xiao Hei is just a vehicle-based artificial intelligence program, and it’s still non-autonomous.” “Nothing.” The motorcycle suddenly became stunned.…
Continue ReadingEdited: XiaXue Ye Guang also feels a little strange. How can Weibo end up with some inexplicableness and give him a V? Although I am working at Radio station now,…
Continue ReadingEdited: XiaXue RI-8901 tries to control the direction so that it doesn’t hit other things. The motorcycle drove along the road and headed for the city. Later, when Lu Zixin…
Continue ReadingEdited: XiaXue At the other end of the phone was a long silence, and Ye Guang was not in a hurry. He also signaled to Old Wang did not cut…
Continue ReadingEdited: XiaXue Lu Zixin rushed out, but the movement in the motorcycle repair shop still did not stop. Lu Zixin asked RI-8901: “What happened to it?” “The energy fluctuations on…
Continue ReadingEdited: XiaXue The live broadcast continues. Ye Guang talked about 30-minute of Ghost Blows Out The Light story, then it took a long time and the second section ended smoothly.…
Continue ReadingEdited: XiaXue One part was assembled and a new motorcycle appeared. With the most advanced mechanical construction, power system, balance system, brake device… In order to make it look better,…
Continue ReadingEdited: XiaXue Time passed quickly, and it was 11 o'clock in the evening. It’s almost time to broadcast. Old Liu and the staff members in group are getting ready early.…
Continue ReadingEdited: XiaXue The two returned to repair shop. At this time, the storm had stopped. Xu Xiuying and A Jing were playing together with motorcycle part, talking and laughing. It…
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