Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

Jiang Heng piloted the aircraft downwards, put on the detection equipment, and headed to meet up with Lan. Looking at his combat suit, now back to its initial state, Jiang Heng clicked her tongue in amazement; its functionality was quite convenient.

886 exclaimed in surprise, "Doesn't this mean we don't have to take off our clothes and we don't have to worry about them getting damaged? That's so convenient!"

Jiang Heng instantly understood again; the "convenience" that 886 mentioned was definitely not what she meant.

"Are there different types of Shadow Beasts?"

Jiang Heng looked at the purple fragments on the ground; the ones that attacked them before were black. He crouched down and re-scanned the area, comparing it to the previous set. The results were the same as before, with overlapping areas and differences.

However, these few creatures were clearly more powerful than the black one, with the peak energy levels reported by the data being five times that of the black Shadow Beast.

"Shadow Beasts can be broadly divided into three categories: purple (high-level), red (medium-level), and black (low-level). The difference lies in their stealth skills and attack strength."

The drone must have captured a mid-level Shadow Beast. But this person treats high-level Shadow Beasts like firecrackers, so casually—truly befitting a humanoid weapon?

Now that they knew the reason for the data discrepancy, Jiang Heng didn't plan to stay on Earth Star any longer. With Lan's help, they collected some purple fragments for research, and then the two returned to rejoin the main force.

Is there anything wrong with your hand?

The aircraft was set to automatic flight mode. Lan closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair, her mechanical hand resting on her knees occasionally gripping something, but her relaxed demeanor was clearly different from when Jiang Heng first met her.

Lan opened his eyes and turned his head to see Jiang Heng staring at his left hand, as if she would immediately take action if he said "yes".

"It's almost time for maintenance."

Robots require regular maintenance and repair, especially the initial batch. Although Lan was very strong and the most superior, the limitations of the technology at the time meant that improvements could only be made gradually.

"Let me see, and I'll take over your future maintenance work."

Lan wanted to refuse, but upon hearing the second half of his sentence, she swallowed her words and obediently offered her hand. Jiang Heng also witnessed the entire process of the clothes melting away up close, except this time it wasn't just the fabric on her arms; her entire upper body clothing disappeared, revealing her chest wrapped in silver.

His brain seems to have been contaminated by 886, otherwise why would he find this scene so erotic?

He coughed softly, clearing his mind of the jumbled thoughts. He adjusted his seat, activated the scanning function of his glasses, and then supported Lan's arm.

The cold, hard texture of the metal was clearly felt. Jiang Heng scanned it meticulously from his fingertips upwards. What she saw through the glasses was not the surface silver metal sheet, but the intricate structure hidden beneath that silver.

As his gaze shifted upwards, the fingertips beneath his arm moved inch by inch, carefully feeling the barely perceptible connection between the metal plates.

Suddenly, a faint clicking sound came from my ear, and in my line of sight, a module on the side of my elbow suddenly rotated half a circle before returning to stillness.

Jiang Heng looked up at Lan and saw that he had his lips tightly pressed together and his face was gloomy, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

"what happened?"

Jiang Heng was puzzled. Was it because he was too slow?

886 squinted, looking like he could see right through you: "The host shouldn't have missed the part about 'high-precision sensors' from the original owner's memories, right?"

Lan could sense Jiang Heng's inch-by-inch caress, and her perception was even more refined and sensitive than that of a normal person.

Having his little scheme exposed, Jiang Heng wasn't ashamed. Although he possessed the original owner's memories and could use all the skills effortlessly, this wasn't his first time doing something like this, so being a little more meticulous wouldn't be a problem, right? Thinking this, he became even more self-righteous.

Looking at his serious and earnest expression, Lan suppressed the discomfort in her arm and the urge to shoot him dead. She closed her eyes in frustration, leaned back in her chair, and spoke coldly.

"hurry up."

Jiang Heng's lips curled into a slight smile, but she quickly regained her composure and began to examine the matter seriously.

The scan continued down to the chest area. In that mechanical heart, a combination of alloy and biological tissue, he could vaguely see black crystals hidden beneath the metal valves as the heart beat. The part that belonged to the human heart gave Jiang Heng a very bad feeling.

Why is it another heart problem? The moment this thought popped into Jiang Heng's head, he froze. Why did he say "again"? But the current situation didn't allow him to delve into the question.

He adjusted the scan's precision, intending to rescan the crystal. A warning sounded, and the core inside the lens suddenly heated up, emitting a faint smell of burning. Jiang Heng's eyes widened abruptly. Before she could react, Lan snatched the glasses and threw them into the air, freezing them instantly and flinging them out of the aircraft.

Sparks exploded in the air, and Jiang Heng's face darkened as she looked at the scene.

There was indeed something wrong with that black crystal.

Although he didn't know exactly what had happened, Lan knew the problem lay with him. He looked at Jiang Heng, who put a finger to her lips and shook her head at him.

Having witnessed the whole thing, 886 felt a chill run down his spine. Had they triggered another hidden storyline? He thought this time the storyline wouldn't be so complicated, but it was triggered right at the beginning.

"Master, do you have a way to disable the alarm device on that crystal?"

"It's possible, but I can't do it right now. My energy can't be transferred to him."

"Then what should we do?"

Knowing there's a way is good, otherwise every time he tries to investigate, the person who did the tampering will immediately notice. This time it could be considered an accident, but next time it might not be. If it happens a few more times, it will arouse suspicion sooner or later.

"I can only transfer energy to someone when they completely trust me and I touch their forehead to them."

Looking at Lan's dark expression on the screen, 886 felt it was a bit difficult.

Sensing the gaze directed at him, Lan immediately looked back, his eyes wary. Jiang Heng sighed helplessly, wanting to take his hand to write on it, but he dodged her.

Jiang Heng had no choice but to open her palm in front of him and slowly write on it with the tip of her right finger.

I won't hurt you.

Lan understood the words he had written on his hand, and his brows furrowed. He was Jiang Heng's eyes; without the obstruction of her glasses, the emotions in her eyes were crystal clear.

Is this person truly trustworthy?

Thinking of the surprise in the other person's eyes when the glasses malfunctioned earlier, perhaps he didn't know what was going on either, otherwise he wouldn't have been so foolish as to expose himself in front of him, making him realize that there was something wrong with him.

Jiang Heng looked directly into his eyes without flinching. Only when the other person nodded slightly did a smile appear in his eyes.

For the rest of the journey, they remained silent, with Lan's mechanical arm acting as a means for Jiang Heng to deliver messages via slips of paper.

His thoughts drifted for a moment; if this hand were a normal person's hand, he would probably have gotten goosebumps.