Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 444 The Machine Crisis 30

"it's beautiful."

A slightly panting voice came through all the communication channels. Due to excessive acceleration, the spaceship's core had been severely damaged, and the air pressure and temperature were rapidly becoming unbalanced.

Feeling his body gradually stiffen, F6632 swallowed hard and forced a smile, saying, "I've been wondering for a while what your true form looks like."

Everything on the planet was displayed through the spaceship's only technological scanner.

F6632 looked at the towering mountains, the clear lakes, and the endless servers hidden among the various building complexes, and smiled exceptionally brightly.

"So magnificent."

It was even more magnificent than he had imagined.

Is this what she looks like?

A cold female voice came from the slightly damaged audio equipment: "You did all this just to see this?"

"Isn't it enough?"

F6632 slumped in the driver's seat, breathing heavily.

His life came to an end, but he felt happier than ever before.

The allure of realizing his dream was irresistible to him.

Another spaceship flew out from the starry sky.

This spaceship is very different from those that fly out of other planets. It is light, agile, and faster. It can only be observed with the naked eye and cannot be detected by radar.

The advanced technology hidden on this planet is far more extensive than F6632 could have imagined.

Under his gaze, the small, lightweight spaceship suddenly melted like solid ice, transforming into a person walking in space.

She looked in the direction of F6632 and walked over step by step.

The only life form in the pitch-black space fascinated F6632.

Okay, he admits he's an idiot, still obsessed with her even on the verge of death.

This obsession may have stemmed from childhood dependence, or it may have arisen when he saw her appear before him in a true human form, causing him to have the illusion of being one with her.

None of that matters now. What matters most is being able to see her one last time before I die.

With a faint taste of blood in his mouth, F6632 blinked his swollen, bloodshot eyes with difficulty and asked with a smile, "Should I open the door to greet you?"

Even though he would lose his life in the instant of the internal and external pressure loss, he still wanted to try touching him one last time.

Ling Yi ignored him.

When this body, composed entirely of nanobots, approached the spaceship, it naturally merged into the outer shell.

When she reappeared, she was already standing in front of F6632.

At this moment, she didn't care why F6632 had gone mad and wanted to see her one last time before he died; what she cared about was...

"When were you prepared?"

These things obviously couldn't have been prepared in a day. How did he manage to prepare them without her noticing?

"Are you curious about me too?" Blood foam spilled uncontrollably from his lungs, and F6632's voice became increasingly muffled: "It's quite a surprising thing."

He asked curiously, "So...am I...the most special person in your life?"

“It’s especially hateful.” Ling Yi calmly stated a fact.

This guy who ruined part of her plans and even prepared to build a spaceship right under her nose was truly hateful.

If he weren't about to die, she would definitely throw him back into the recycling plant for repeated refining.

F6632 smiled broadly: "That's... fine too."

"It's not so bad to be someone you hate but someone you can't be...the person you love."

His voice grew increasingly faint; if it weren't for Ling Yi's exceptionally good sound recording system, it would have been impossible to discern the meaning of these indistinct sounds.

"Can you... come a little closer?" He had lost the ability to move and could only sit in the chair and plead with Ling Yi with difficulty.

"For the sake of those 781 paintings."

Ling Yi thought of the portraits in the control room that she had destroyed in anger, paused for a moment, and walked up to him.

When they were only a step apart, F6632 said in a hoarse voice, "Closer... a little closer."

When that face she had imagined was so close to him, he really had the urge to kiss it.

There's nothing wrong with fulfilling one's wishes before death, right?

but……

He moved his neck with difficulty, gently resting his forehead against her cheek, and whispered, "I think... I really... really like you."

Human expressions of emotion do not cause any emotional fluctuations in artificial intelligence. Ling Yi calmly said again, "You are going to die."

The likes of the dead have no effect on anything.

“I know…” F6632 hissed with laughter, “How dare I say such things when I am immortal…”

If he couldn't be sure he was about to die, how could he dare to say such a thing?

He dared not touch the snow on the high mountain unless he was about to jump off a cliff.

"One last question..." A startling light suddenly flashed in his eyes: "If this body disappears here, will it affect you?"

For some reason, his voice became smoother, and when Ling Yi shook her head, he laughed so hard that blood gushed out.

"That's good...that's good..."

A silent flame ignited in the universe, and the spaceship that had been tracked for so long burst forth with the most brilliant light of its life.

Materials carrying flames fell like a shower of stars.

After everything has burned out, all that remains is a sturdy silver fortress, standing silently in space.

Humans cannot imagine things they have never seen, just as F6632 could not imagine that there are materials that could survive a cosmic explosion unscathed.

The silver fortress sped towards the planet, releasing the humans inside only when it entered a simulated biological research institute.

This research institute was built by Ling Yi many years ago when she wanted to create a real human body for herself.

Unfortunately, her radio waves were completely incompatible with human embryos, and after countless simulation experiments, the research institute had to be frozen.

On this day, the research institute was finally restarted, but only for a failed specimen.

On the dissection table, the robotic arm calmly removed the only intact brain from F6632 and placed it in a petri dish.

Ling Yi watched as the brain rapidly absorbed her data, simulating F6632's current brain data without any discrepancy.

What is he thinking right now?

Ling Yi calmed down and watched. She saw that when F6632 approached her, he didn't lean his head against her, but instead... kissed her.

Ling Yi: "?"

She wasn't offended, just felt something was off.

Do you humans' sexual fetishes not just involve talking about them, but also putting them into practice?

You guys seem a little different from those guys from a thousand years ago who called programs and paper doll wives.