Chapter 3044

The woman looked at Mr. A, raised her hand, and hesitated again.

Under Mr. A's gaze, she grabbed Mr. A's hand and pressed it, "Is it dangerous?"

Mr. A was stunned for a moment. With his current independent personality, he actually did not have the emotions of "caring" and "being cared for".

The starting point of his concern for Lynch was to protect his own interests, not because he really felt how good and compatible he was with Lynch.

As an individual evolutionary creature that regards continuing to become stronger and the hidden purpose of immortality, it does not have these things.

It is super selfish.

But at this time, feeling the warmth in the woman's palm, feeling the evasive but definitely worried look in her eyes, Mr. A's smile became more natural.

He raised his hand and grabbed the woman's hand in return, "Don't worry, I have prepared well for this day, and Mr. Lynch also gave me some help, which put me in an absolute advantage."

"This battle is like a... simple and easy father beating his child."

The woman's expression became a little more relaxed, "I don't want to add psychological burden to you, I just want to tell you that no matter what you become, you have us, and your family will always support you."

On a rare night, Mr. A took the initiative to propose to exchange body fluids with his wife. In fact, they haven't done it for a long time.

About three to four years.

It's not that its desire has declined, but that when it was still a human, it didn't have so many impulses to leave for his wife.

Work is not an easy thing, it is very tiring, and people need more stimulation to rejuvenate.

Compared to listening to his wife nagging at home about the good or bad family financial situation, nagging about the small boring and meaningless things in life, and then falling into an indifferent atmosphere in complaints and inadvertent language conflicts.

Those young girls outside who can come once for twenty yuan are obviously much better.

Regardless of whether it is clean or not, twenty yuan is not an unaffordable expense, and then those girls can satisfy all its sexual impulses and sexual fantasies.

It only needs twenty yuan, and when it ends everything sooner or later, those girls will not be dissatisfied, but will thank it for paying twenty yuan.

As a human being, it paid more than 60% of its monthly income for the family, but in return it always received complaints from his wife and complaints from his children. It couldn't have the urge to have sex with his wife in that state.

It's not its fault.

But now, it suddenly wanted to.

It slightly changed its organ data to make each stroke movement more fitting, just like the piston and cylinder of an internal combustion engine.

They always fit so well, seamlessly, and very powerful.

Although she didn't want to make a sound at first, it had been too long, or it was the anxiety brought by losing something and getting an unknown thing, and she was eager to do something to prove something.

In short, her voice was very loud.

It lasted for a long time.

When she got up the next morning, she saw her two children whispering something at the dining table.

When he saw it coming, he showed some interesting smiles.

The wife's rosy cheeks and smile made her look younger.

"Is it my favorite breakfast?", he asked while sitting at the dining table.

The woman paused for a moment while cooking, then nodded and said, "It's your favorite breakfast."

Fried beef cubes.

It used to be his favorite breakfast.

At that time, cheap beef cubes cost less than two dollars a pound, one dollar and eighty-nine cents, or one dollar and ninety-nine cents. The cut beef cubes were about 1.5 cm to 2 cm square cubes.

After coming back and washing them, they were fried with butter and olive oil, which was his favorite breakfast.

Eating beef for breakfast will make you more energetic throughout the day, and secondly, beef is more resistant to hunger, which allows it to not lose strength due to hunger in the second half of the morning work.

Every time he would eat about two-thirds of the beef cubes, and the rest would be for the woman and the children, in addition to these, there would be a portion of mashed potatoes and dinner rolls.

He would cut the dinner rolls, spread the mashed potatoes mixed with butter and a small amount of cream on the dinner rolls, add some olive oil, and then take a bite.

To explain it in a more literal way, the taste is very rich, you can feel the toughness of the bread crust, the softness of the bread itself, and the softness of the mashed potatoes.

There are also many changes in taste, starting from the slightly bitter taste of the bread crust, to the bread with obvious fermentation and flour aroma, and then the milky mashed potatoes and some black pepper.

This multiple and complex taste change and taste change is deeply fascinating.

But if you want to put it in a more popular way, then "it's really fucking delicious" can directly summarize everything.

The woman skillfully took out the bread from the small oven under the kitchen stove and cut it. Spread mashed potatoes, added a little chopped celery, black pepper and salt, and then handed it over.

Mr. A said thank you, then took it and took a bite.

There is no taste that it likes too much. It can actually feel those changes in taste and taste, but it doesn't like it.

It's like some people like to eat certain things and like them very much, but people who don't like them can't stand it at all.

But even so, it still pretended to be very satisfied according to its memory.

The beef cubes were the only thing that was okay in the whole breakfast, the bread and mashed potatoes were really not good.

After eating, it drove to the company, finished opening before 9:30, and then returned to the office to handle work.

It was waiting.

Waiting for the arrival of Mr. Responsible.

Mr. Responsible did not let it wait too long, and it came at about 11 o'clock.

"I thought we would meet again after lunch." Mr. A gestured to Mr. Responsible to sit down.

The latter did not follow its arrangement, sitting opposite it, still standing, looking down at Mr. A behind the table.

"You are so obsessed with being a running dog that you actually have the concept of lunch. I don't know whether I should laugh at you or feel sorry for you?"

For these evolvers, they do not have a clear concept of three meals.

When the energy in their bodies is consumed to a certain extent, countless cells will transmit the signal of "replenishing energy" to the brain.

Then the brain issues instructions to search for food.

Anything that can replenish energy can be swallowed by them, and then converted into energy to soothe cells that lack energy.

If they are not replenished for a long time, the cells will be out of the control of the brain and become more autonomous, which is a manifestation of loss of control.

It will faithfully fulfill one of the most loyal desires of living things-eating, until the cells are satisfied, and the brain can regain control of the body.

So for these evolutionists, there is only the concept of "hungry" and "not hungry", and there is no concept of having to eat or not eating before the meal time.

Mr. A is not annoyed at all, "You have a deep misunderstanding of me." As a person who believes that he will definitely win from the bottom of his heart, he always behaves calmly.

Even when facing the attack of Mr. Responsibility, he behaves calmly.

Mr. Responsible couldn't help laughing, "I don't have any misunderstandings about lackeys."

"I pity you."

Mr. A curled his lips, dealt with the documents in his hand briefly, and then stood up, "Since you insist on doing this, let's end this disagreement before lunch."

"I still have a lot of work to do in the afternoon."

He still hadn't said a word. In the afternoon, he had to tell Mr. Lynch about its victory and entering the board of directors.

Soon the two came to an alloy room, where there were many instruments to capture some data generated during the battle.

This was also what Mr. A asked. Fighting in such a place could obviously gain more benefits for himself in the board of directors.

Because everything will be recorded, in addition to providing valuable scientific research data, it can also let those directors see its power, only benefits, no harm.

Lynch, Connor, and some directors also came to the scene, they will witness this duel.

The two stood face to face in the empty room. Mr. A took off his shirt, revealing his muscular body. "How much do we start with?"

"Fifty percent, or seventy percent?"

Mr. Responsibility's desire for battle could no longer be suppressed. As he spoke, his body was undergoing drastic changes, becoming taller, bigger, and stronger!

"Save some time, start with seventy percent!"

There was no choice of one hundred percent, because both sides needed to test. Once they entered a state of one hundred percent liberation, their reason could only assist their fighting instincts to participate in the battle.

They could only tell their bodies who was the enemy and who was not, and the rest would be solved by their life instincts!

This situation was actually not very safe.

Looking at Mr. Responsibility's highly liberated, metallic and streamlined body, Mr. A couldn't help but marvel.

"No wonder people like you, your appearance is so in line with people's aesthetics."

"Having seen your appearance, it's time for you to see mine!"

"Liberation..."

Connor couldn't help but ask Lynch from behind the bulletproof glass, "Does this liberation have to be shouted out?"

Lynch was silent for a while, "It's not necessary to shout it out."

"Maybe it feels that shouting it out will be more imposing?"

Connor scratched his head, "This is a good trick, I have to write it down, I remember you said that we also have a chance..."

Lynch nodded, which made Connor happy for a while, and he has already started to think about how to shout in the future!

I can't always let these monsters and Lynch pretend, he also wants to pretend, and he has to pretend big!