Chapter 211: Miss, mind your appearance

Leave it to me, Miss.

After a long silence, 118 finally spoke, taking control of the mecha in an instant.

In that instant, the black‑iron mecha let out a roar, and at that moment the sand worm behind it lunged onto the mecha, opening its saw‑toothed maw to bite at its head.

The chain sword finished assembling at that moment, the mecha's body leapt into the air like a splendid dancer spinning and dodging, and the mechanical chain sword, following the mecha's pose, instantly split the insect's upper jaw, completing a splendid counterattack.

Hiss!!!

The sand worm emitted a piercing howl of agony, its speed instantly slowing as it warily eyed the clumsy‑looking mecha before it, its small head filled with confusion.

It couldn't understand how the mecha, which could barely walk just moments ago, could injure it, as if it had undergone a sudden evolution and become unstoppable.

The two were locked in a stalemate, the sand worm watching the mecha assume an attack pose, its mind beginning to mutter.

Sss… (What's going on?)

Sss! (The food suddenly hit me!)

Sssss! (Grr! How did he get here?)

The sand worm turned and fled, being a soft‑hearted coward; seeing 118 raise a big sword to chop its head, it instinctively turned and ran, but as it ran it felt its body grow light.

Sss!! (No! My butt! I'll miss you!)

The sand worm hissed, dragging its upper body into the Sand Sea...

118 watched the wriggling sand‑worm tail, then sharply flicked the mechanical chain sword, flinging off the emerald blood, and casually slung the sword across its back.

Miss, would you like some roasted potato‑chip sand‑worm meat?

118 withdrew its consciousness into its mechanical frame, glanced over at Yunxiao, and saw that she had been jolted so hard her eyes rolled white and she was frothing at the mouth....

In the night, amidst the endless desert, a cluster of firelight flickered alone.

On the campfire, tender sand‑worm meat was coated in a golden‑crisp potato‑chip crust, sizzling and oozing oil as it cooked just right.

Beside the tent, Yunxiao leaned against a huge canvas backpack, her thin white vest hanging limp on her, a lifeless, dazed look.

She watched the sizzling, oil‑dripping potato‑chip worm meat, saliva quietly trickling from the corner of her mouth.

When can I eat it?

Please wait a moment, Miss.

Then that's fine.

Yunxiao yawned, shamelessly stretching out her fair little hand, boldly slipping it under 118's vest from below to scratch an itch, the very picture of a shut‑in girl.

118 looked at Yunxiao, whom it had spoiled rotten; though it lacked the ability to breathe, it still couldn't help but sigh.

Miss, please mind your appearance....

Ah?

Yunxiao stared blankly at 118; the recent heatstroke and jostling had left her head not quite clear, and because 118 was nearby she subconsciously felt safe, which is why she acted so unseemly.

Big brother, what's wrong?

Miss, mind your appearance.

Yunxiao narrowed her eyes, glanced at herself, and thought she looked no different than usual at home.

Afterward, she casually waved her hand, unbothered.

Hey, it's fine—there's nobody around.

118's Logic Core slowly spat out a question mark: 'He's not human?'

Well, he really isn't.

118 watched Yunxiao, who was like a hungry cat and utterly unseemly, and the helplessness of its Logic Core nearly broke through the sky.

I.... seem to have spoiled Yunxiao rotten....

118 finally realized how serious this was, but fortunately Yunxiao is still at a stage where she can be shaped, and 118 still has a chance to straighten this sapling that's grown crooked.

Meanwhile, Yunxiao couldn't wait to start devouring the potato‑chip worm meat; 118 looked down and saw nothing but a huge, flabby belly beneath the surging waves.

Miss, you can't keep doing this.

Over the coming period, I will supervise your physical training, drill your combat skills, and regulate your daily routine.

Yunxiao's hand, mid‑bite of the worm meat, froze as she stared in terror at 118's face, wondering what she had just heard.

I have to start training?!'

Meanwhile, 118 had already begun laying out the plan, and the next moment Yunxiao suddenly flung herself to the ground, kicking and screaming.

I don't wanna! I don't wanna!

I don't want to run! I'm a mechanic—I can just hide in the back and fire a cold gun!

If you want me to run, you might as well kill me!!!

118 stared expressionlessly at Yunxiao, who was lying on the ground shirking duty, its Logic Core having already locked in her training regimen.

First, you must give up potato chips.

I won't!!!

As soon as she heard she had to quit potato chips, Yunxiao threw an even bigger tantrum, but 118 had no intention of continuing to indulge her.

Miss, this is a required course of the Iron Guard, who dominated the battlefield.

The human body has its limits, Miss.

You must break that limit; only those who break it can be called Iron Guard.

In the end, Yunxiao still couldn't escape the fate of forced training; play is play, fuss is fuss, but her desire to grow strong still dominated.

And Yunxiao's first lesson in training is how to properly handle the Iron Guard—this clumsy mecha; her athletic talent is truly poor, and even years of combat experience won't help, since this is her first encounter with such a situation, so we must start from zero to teach her.

The path of training lies beneath your feet; after racing across the vast desert for three days, you finally escaped that immense desert and arrived at this place's most prosperous city.

Over these three days, Yunxiao has been the driver; with training her body has become much more coordinated, but it still falls far short of your standard.

After arriving at the most prosperous city, you strictly formulated a life plan for Yunxiao and forced her to give up all her chips; the little girl resisted fiercely, but could not shake your determination to train her.

During the following period, Yunxiao endured a quite painful time, especially when eating; whenever she saw those green leaves, she wanted to crunch them and die on the spot.

Under your strict time management, Yunxiao's body also began to become healthy; although her athletic talent remained poor, at least she could now operate the mecha normally.

A stable and cozy life would not last long; uninvited guests are called that precisely because they always like to stick a foot in this peaceful, stable life.

That day, everyone in the city saw the bright red mecha in the sky....

(I announce something!!!)

(I originally thought this book wouldn't last that long, but now it seems it can last a while longer!)

(The next simulation is the 【Holy Knight and Catgirl】-style ark world we agreed upon with the adoptive fathers; at that time we will broadcast the preview for the next simulation!)

(Most importantly! After this preview ends, ginseng will broadcast previews for three more worlds; adoptive fathers, please look forward to it!)