Chapter 240: Little Jibril Stewed Mushrooms!

"Won't you die like that?"

Finding that life energy was useless on a mechanical girl, Broly asked worriedly.

"Rest assured, as long as the unit isn't further damaged, I can still operate for fifteen work days in my current state."

Shuvi lay on the ground recovering calmly, as if the defects on her body hadn't affected her too much.

"You mean you'll die in fifteen days?" Broly widened his eyes. "Isn't that a terrible thing?"

"Ex-Machina have no concept of death; each individual's data is shared with the Link Body, the individual is the whole. As long as the species isn't extinct, the destruction of a single unit can be easily remanufactured."

After struggling for a while and finding it useless, Jibril in her child form gave up the futile struggle, and upon hearing the boy who captured her worrying about the iron lump on the ground, she, sprawled on the boy's shoulder, began to retort rudely in her loli voice.

"Manufacture?" Broly looked full of doubt; his small head couldn't quite understand the Ex-Machina's way of existence. "How do you manufacture?"

"Return to the Self-Replication Factory; there, Design Bodies make various assembled unit parts, which can repair my damaged body right now. But Shuvi already has self-awareness and is a unique Ex-Machina that cannot be replaced by other units."

The mechanical girl answered Broly's question while also refuting Jibril, speaking of treating her as one of the Ex-Machina's extension units.

Jibril was refuted but didn't get angry; on the contrary, she began drooling again at the mechanical girl on the ground.

"A special unit that has gained self-awareness. Damn it, if my strength were just a bit greater, I could cut off your head and take it back to collect it, ah!"

Xiao Ji Pu Li Er's face was full of unwillingness, but the next moment, a cry of pain came from her little mouth.

And the first to sound was her little butt, with a crisp slap, she really received a slap from Broly.

Broly didn't know why he did this; he just suddenly felt that the guy on his shoulder had the feeling of his own father, so he just struck directly.

"Uu~"

Child Form Jibril bit her lip, her whole face turning red, angry that she had actually made such an embarrassing sound.

"Where's the factory? I'll take you there?"

After hitting Jibril, Broly asked the mechanical girl on the ground again.

"No need, other units are already rushing over to this side."

As the words fell, cracks appeared in the sky above, and more than a thousand Combat Body Ex-Machina transferred out from Subspace.

Pity, even after receiving the support order and rushing over here, the time these Combat Bodies arrived here was still two minutes thirty-three seconds later than the time Shuvi should have been destroyed by Jibril originally.

"Leave the rest to us; we will send uc207... no, Shuvi, to the Self-Replication Factory for repairs."

"Here, the Ex-Machina thank you for extending a helping hand to this unit Shuvi. We Ex-Machina will regard you as our ally; if you need anything in the future, the Ex-Machina will surely repay you."

After receiving the Heart Data transmitted by Shuvi, these originally cold mechanical units now spoke with a human touch.

After the descending Ex-Machina picked up the damaged Shuvi on the ground, these mechanical lives prepared to take Shuvi and leave.

"Uh, I need something right now."

Broly stopped them in time.

"Hmm?"

The male-looking Ex-Machina tilted his head.

"Actually, I just arrived in this world and know nothing about it, but now I need normal food and a place to live."

Broly put down the little girl Jibril on his shoulder, changing from carrying her on his back to holding her, and said this to the Ex-Machina floating in the sky.

"Understood; we will provide you with normal food and a safe place to live."

The Ex-Machina said so, but Broly wasn't reassured about the mechanical girl, so he followed these machines back to their Self-Replication Factory.

Called a factory, it was actually a Moving Steel Fortress so huge it was unbelievable; a large number of Ex-Machina were designed and manufactured from within here.

Shuvi was placed on the conveyor belt, and the mechanical arms spread throughout the Steel Fortress soon dismantled the girl's ruined unit.

Brand new parts were replaced onto Shuvi one by one; entering the Steel Fortress for less than thirty minutes, the brand new Shuvi walked out of the factory again.

If it weren't for the wedding ring still on her hand, it would be almost impossible to believe that half an hour ago, she was still a wreck missing most of her body.

"Thank you for your help again~"

Shuvi, who walked out of the factory, came before Broly as a single unit and expressed her thanks again.

"You're welcome."

Broly waved his hand, but he was busy with his own matters.

"May I ask, what are you doing?"

After finishing her thanks, Shuvi raised her head and asked somewhat doubtfully.

"As you see, I'm cooking." Broly replied without turning back, as if it were only natural.

"So, are you going to eat this Flügel?"

Shuvi widened her eyes, the divine light in her pupils swirling, as she pursued the question.

Before them, the Flügel captive brought by the boy, Jibril in her child form, had been stripped of her clothes and thrown into the large pot provided by the Ex-Machina.

The large pot contained clear water generated by magic, and below it, propulsion flames provided by two Ex-Machina were burning.

The boy stood beside the large pot that was starting to steam, holding some strange-looking mushrooms, and was pouring them into the pot.

"Eat her?"

Broly thought for a moment and nodded.

"Yes, I suppose I should be eating her."

When he wanted to make something to eat, a dish called Little Jibril Stewed Mushrooms suddenly appeared in his mind.

After learning of his needs, the Ex-Machina went to get a large pot that could fit a little girl and gathered some edible mushrooms.

Shuvi: "......"

In this situation, does it count as a sacrifice appearing? After her repaired brain started thinking about this question, it began to smoke.

"You can't eat her."

Before crashing, Shuvi stopped thinking about this question in time; she directly stopped the boy.

"Why?"

Broly looked at the mechanical girl in confusion.

"Because she doesn't taste good, Flügel meat is smelly."

Shuvi came up with a reasonable reason and said.

"Who are you calling smelly? Our Flügel aren't smelly, you piece of scrap iron is the smelly one!"

Hearing Shuvi's words, Jibril in the pot immediately came to the edge of the pot, her small hand pawing at the edge as she poked her little head out to retort, completely lacking any awareness that she was currently being used by others to stew mushroom soup.

"You ungrateful stupid Flügel, haven't you noticed I'm speaking for you? Do you really want to be eaten by others?"

Shuvi felt this Flügel's head was broken, actually retorting her at this time.

"Huh?"

Jibril realized it late, but she didn't want to admit she was stupid, so she stubbornly said: "Just boiling me in a pot, I'm not afraid at all……"

She drilled into the pot, bubbling in the water, and what she said was also true; even if she exhausted her strength to take the form of a little girl, the temperature of merely boiling water was difficult to cause her harm.

Well, to cook her thoroughly, at least the temperature had to be higher than magma.

"You wouldn't really want to eat me, would you?"

Jibril looked at the boy at the edge of the pot making the Salt Bae gesture toward the mushroom soup in the pot, and asked with some worry in her heart.

"After the mushroom soup is cooked, I'll let you out."

Broly didn't notice any sign of pain on Jibril throughout the whole process; after replying like that, he exchanged green onions from the Crystal Palace Mall and threw them onto Jibril's face in one go.

And under the high firepower heating of the Ex-Machina propulsion unit, not long after, the soup of Little Jibril Stewed Mushrooms in this pot was cooked.

Broly tasted the flavor and felt it was not bad, after all it was mushroom soup.

"Want some?"

After scooping Jibril out of the pot, Broly asked Jibril one more sentence.

"You want me to drink my own bath water?"

Jibril said that, but still took the bowl Broly handed over, which contained mushroom soup, directly with hypocritical honesty.

And this was absolutely not because she had secretly tasted the soup while in the pot and thought the flavor was not bad and wanted another bowl, but rather to quietly recover her strength by consuming food in the midst of difficulty.

Avant Heim, a giant phantom species lifeform, an apostle of the War God, the Flügel's flying headquarters.

At this moment, inside the Highest Hall, War God Altexiu's mouth corner unconsciously twitched twice, as if able to ignore various obstacles through a distant distance and observe the situation of Jibril drinking her own stew.

(Chapter End)