long time
Under the guidance of the Night Blade No. 2 Model B (later referred to as Night Blade), Locke finally solved the difficult problem that he did not know.
Although it wasn't the first time Locke handed in his homework, it was probably the first time in this world.
It was a wonderful experience, and it made him feel like he had returned to the youth of his previous life.
Most importantly, his current body was only 14 years old. More importantly, the person tutoring him in his homework was the general-purpose combat robot that he had built himself.
Technology had indeed changed his life. It was okay for him to create a wife for himself.
In the foggy bathroom, through the frosted glass, one could vaguely see Nightingale's exploding body.
Locke's face revealed a perverted smile. With this private tutor, he no longer had to worry about not being able to do his homework. He would order whatever he didn't know!
Turning on the TV, Locke crossed his legs and hummed a tune, waiting for the second time.
At this moment, a hot news was broadcasted on the television.
"That's right, Iron Man is me!"
A man with a mustache said pretentiously to the camera.
Anyone who had seen Marvel would know that this Act Tough King was not the famous playboy Tony from New York. Stark, who else could it be?
"What is Iron Man?" Teacher Nightblade was wrapped in a pure white bath towel. He wiped his hair as he walked in front of Locke.
Like an obedient cat, she sat in Loke's arms.
"A guy who likes to show off, but he's just a technological genius!”Locke impolitely put his hand into the towel and thought for a moment.
A warm smile appeared on Nightingale's face when he saw Loke's impolite behavior.
According to the first rule of robots, she could not disobey Locke's orders.
As for this kind of small action between couples, needless to say, it was simply what he wanted!
"A technological genius? His battle armor is only so-so, it's much worse than yours, Young Master!”
As a robot, Night Blade quickly connected to the Internet and sent Tony. Stark analyzed his equipment.
The conclusion was very simple. It was just so-so!
This was not much more advanced than the technology of Neil's Mechanical Era in her memories. In fact, it was much worse.
After all, in that world, it was possible to create a general-purpose combat robot like her.
The Creator in front of her was even more amazing. He could implant an emotional system into her, allowing her to have the same thinking mode and physiological experience as humans.
This was definitely not something that Iron Man could compare to.
"I like to hear compliments, but Tony. Stark was quite capable. He couldn't be underestimated!”Locke said as he pinched Nightingale's soft chin.
"Young Master, should we do our homework again?”Ye Ren said with a charming smile.
"No, I'm not feeling well this time. Please treat me!”Loke pretended to be weak.
"Nurse, I got it!" Night Blade smiled, got up, and went to his room to change his clothes.
However, at this moment, someone knocked on Loke's door. Loke didn't need to look to know who it was.
"Young Master, are you asleep?" Old Mo's concerned voice sounded outside the door.
"Not yet. What's the matter?" Locke said as he waved his hand at Night Blade, who had just changed into a nurse's uniform and walked out, gesturing for her to enter the bedroom.
Seeing this, Night Blade nodded obediently and closed the door with a smile.
At this moment, Old Mo pushed the door open and entered. He looked around Loke's room with a puzzled expression, as if he had caught an adulterer.
Butler Mo, what are you doing?" Loke looked at Old Mo speechlessly and asked.
"Young Master, who were you talking to in the room just now? Is there anyone else in the room?" Old Mo asked with concern, his eyes flashing with worry.
At first, he thought that Locke had dropped out of school because he couldn't accept the bad news of his father's unfortunate death.
Therefore, he wanted to change his environment and adjust his mood. Then, in a few days, he would arrange a private school for his young master so that he could continue to go to school.
After all, this was the time to study. He had to study!
However, she did not expect that more than a month had passed, and her young master had not mentioned going to school.
She was actually staying in the laboratory that he had established day and night. He did not know what she was fiddling with, but she forgot to eat and sleep.
At this moment, it was already so late, yet he was still talking to himself in his room. This really couldn't help but worry him.
The Rockefeller family only had one son, Locke. He would be in charge of the entire financial family in the future.
In this way, how could he not study!
"In this huge manor, apart from you and those old pickled maids, where else is alive?”Locke said seriously.
The Old Mo in front of him could be considered to be acting as his father now. He wanted to nurture him well.
He was naturally very grateful for this, but this was obviously not the time to introduce a stupid girl.
After all, it was a little inconvenient for a stupid young lady to be wearing a nurse's uniform.
"Why is there a strange smell in the room?”Old Mo sniffed and said.
Then, he saw a pile of toilet paper on the ground.
Suddenly, he seemed to understand something.
"Young Master, you are still young. There are some things that you can't grasp..." Old Mo hesitated.
Loke was speechless. Old Mo had misunderstood him.
"It's not what you think. If you're fine, you should go back and rest!
It's getting late. I'm young and can handle it. Don't torture yourself!”
Seeing that Locke was in a hurry to let him leave, Old Mo thought that his secret had been discovered and was afraid of embarrassment.
He quickly got up and said,"This old servant didn't look for you so late on purpose."
Actually, I have something to tell you. The murderer of your father has been found and is now being interrogated at the police station. I believe there will be a result soon!
Young Master, you can't come back to life. You can't continue to be dispirited. You're still young. You should look forward!
This is the criminal's information. If you want to vent your anger, I'll take you to the police station tomorrow. I've already informed the people there.
As long as no one dies, it's up to you!" Old Mo gently put down a card on the table, sighed, and left.
In his opinion, Locke was suffering from a mental illness, and when it came to mental illness, it was important to be the one who tied the bell.
Therefore, he did not hesitate to bribe the police to give Locke a chance to vent his anger.
It could be seen how eager he was to save his savior!
Butler Mo, thank you!" Looking at Old Mo's back, Locke thanked him from the bottom of his heart.
"It's what I should do. Young Master, have a good rest. I'll take my leave first!”
After leaving Loke's room, Old Mo, who was standing at the door, sighed with emotion.
In just a month, the 14-year-old young master seemed to have changed into a different person. He was much more mature.
The more mature Loke was, the more worried he became.
"Instead of letting Young Master do it himself, it's better to find a trustworthy woman for Young Master. This might be helpful in solving the knot in his heart.”Old Mo muttered to himself.
At this moment, if Loke knew that his old butler was actually preparing to find a woman for him, who was still underage, in order to untie the so-called knot in his heart, who knew what he would think.
He would probably be touched!
This old butler was worth getting to know!
In the room, Loke picked up the card on the table and revealed a bloodthirsty sneer.
"Looks like there's a new event tonight!”
This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]