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Chapter 4 Slave Contract

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    "Rotation, grinding" Luo Xiaolou counted the steps in his mind, moving his fingers quickly. As he became more proficient in the set of processing steps, after two days, he could already process three more every day.

    But then, Luo Xiaolou found that when he wanted to speed up, he was a little unable to do so.  It seems that after you are completely proficient in the steps, you can only improve your hand speed.  And hand speed cannot produce significant results in one or two days.

    On the one hand, Luo Xiaolou was happy with his progress, but on the other hand, he was worried that his speed had stalled.  He knew that his current speed was more than twice as fast as others, and Mr. Yang specifically told him not to tell others about this.

    More than four hundred federal dollars a day is already very high for him. At least he can buy a few potatoes every day - but his tuition is still far from enough.

    There must be a way. Luo Xiaolou calmed down and observed the parts in his hands.

    Because of work, when he was at home, he went to a place to listen to online classes to learn about mechas.  Of course, most of them are unknown, but you can always learn some knowledge.  Luo Xiaolou is already very satisfied with this small progress.

    And when get out of class is over, Luo Xiaolou will shamelessly ask the teacher questions.

    This teacher teaches basic knowledge, and there are far fewer people coming here to listen to the class than there are with senior teachers.  There are even fewer young people like Luo Xiaolou, because basic knowledge can be understood even by reading books or groping with mechas. Most of the young people who have a fanatical hobby for mechas gather around other teaching areas, such as tactics.  Skills etc.

    Teacher Song, who is in his forties, has nothing to do about this. His academic qualifications are not low, but his research on mechas is a basic field.  There is no way, there must be someone researching in every field.  Research in basic fields is different from advanced fields. It is already very difficult to achieve results. Over thousands of years, mechas have been optimized step by step, and it is difficult for people to make innovations and breakthroughs due to their fixed thinking patterns.

    So, after discovering that there was an extra young man in his class who was listening carefully, Teacher Song was filled with relief.  It¡¯s hard to aim too high these days. There aren¡¯t many children who are so well-behaved and sensible.

    So when Luo Xiaolou came to ask questions cautiously, Teacher Song was actually very happy.  Every time, he saw teachers in the senior group surrounded by a group of people asking respectful questions, and he felt uncomfortable when he saw the expressions of those senior teaching and research personnel.

    Then, Teacher Song discovered that this good student had really poor foundation, and the questions he asked could be considered childish, almost like those of a primary school student.  But after feeling heartbroken and looking at Luo Xiaolou's respectful and expectant eyes, Teacher Song secretly vowed to do his best to train this student.

    Therefore, Luo Xiaolou¡¯s questions were answered in detail and straightforwardly.  Luo Xiaolou knew that the part in his hand was applied to the arm of the mecha, and even knew the role of this part.

    Luo Xiaolou looked at the part and pondered. If the hand speed cannot be improved, can the processing steps be shortened or simpler steps be found without reducing the performance of the part?

    The morning passed, and Luo Xiaolou had not completed a single part.

    An hour passed in the afternoon, and Luo Xiaolou was still assembling and then disassembling the same parts. Occasionally, he would draw the graphics of the parts on paper, and struggled to use the previous physics and mathematics and what he had just learned in the past few days.  Calculating knowledge, Luo Xiaolou gradually figured out some tricks.

    As the sky gradually darkened, a smile finally appeared on Luo Xiaolou's face. He changed the order of seven steps, and the rotation and decompression steps in the middle shortened the time by two-thirds.  Moreover, another surprise is that the flexibility and solidity of the processed parts have not been reduced, but increased.

    Of course, Luo Xiaolou thinks that this result is nothing to him. As long as the performance is not reduced, what he wants is a shorter time.

    If Teacher Song were here, he would definitely scold Luo Xiaolou for buying a casket for a pearl, and then look at the newly released parts with better performance in great surprise.

    But Teacher Song is not here. The person outside the door is Mr. Yang.  He knocked on the door, looked at Luo Xiaolou with a worried look, and asked, "Xiaolou, are you not feeling well today? I see you didn't come to work at noon."

    Here, only Luo Xiaolou can complete a group at noon. Mr. Yang attaches great importance to this young man.  Moreover, despite his age, Luo Xiaolou is diligent and lovable, and is very popular among people in the factory.

    But it was almost time to get off work today, and Luo Xiaolou never came out once, not even having lunch.

    Luo Xiaolou rubbed his eyes tiredly, but said with a smile on his face: "It's okay, I made you worry. I will start processing now. You may have to work overtime and wait for me for a while today."

    &nbs?.  The young man knocked on the table and said, "Go get a glass of water. Why are you so blind? Do you still need me to remind you about this kind of thing?"  "

    remind?  Who wants you to remind me? What obligation do I have to pour water for you?

    Luo Xiaolou gritted his teeth, turned to the kitchen and poured a glass of hot water back.

    The man in front of him has eaten and drank enough, but he has not eaten yet and is being ordered around like a servant in his own house.  Even so, Luo Xiaolou did not dare to get angry. This murderous demon must be worried that he had no excuse to kill him.

    Luo Xiaolou swallowed his saliva and whispered: "Okay, what can you do to let me go?"

    The young man took the cup and turned around to sit on the sofa. He put his long legs on the coffee table. He looked at Luo Xiaolou with his beautiful and sharp eyes. He felt that this man's frightened eyes like a small animal pleased him. He finally said: "I am now  I'm in a pretty good mood, so you have two choices. First, a dead person will never reveal my secrets. Second, you sign a contract with me, a slave contract." When he said the last few words, he looked like a tall young wolf.  His eyes were fixed on Luo Xiaolou, with a very evil smile.

    No matter how you choose the person in front of you, it will be very interesting.

    ??Slave contract?

    Luo Xiaolou looked at the young man in shock. He didn't understand why in the future society, when technology has developed to such an extent, there would still be slave contracts. Is this really no problem?

    The young man licked his lips and smiled, "You don't say anything, but it seems you are planning to choose the first one? Then -"

    "No, no, I choose the second one!" Luo Xiaolou compromised. Although the name alone was evil enough, this was the only way for the young man to let him go.

    ??Okay, he is afraid of death, but who is not afraid of death?

    Luo Xiaolou stretched out his arm and let the boy take the blood. Then the boy cut his finger, stretched it out in front of Luo Xiaolou, and said proudly: "Lick it, you should be happy to be my servant."

    Luo Xiaolou closed his eyes, constantly comforting himself in his heart, and then took the slender finger in his mouth.

    "The blood of the master,

    To bind the slave¡¯s heart,

    Betrayal will bring eternal destruction,

    Loyalty is the only way.  "

    The young man's cold and sarcastic voice rang out, he stirred it in Luo Xiaolou's mouth with his fingers and pulled it out.

    "Okay, now that the contract is established, you will do whatever I say, and never think of betraying me." The young man looked down at Luo Xiaolou who was kneeling on the ground, and then said: "Remember, I am your master  , Yuan Xi.¡±

    Luo Xiaolou was dumbfounded. Didn¡¯t he become a puppet?  Can this person control his thoughts and actions through language?

    The young man seemed to know what he was thinking and laughed evilly: "Of course, maybe I can control your body at will in the future. Now, what I can control is your death. As long as I am willing, you may die at any time."  And when I don't want to, you can't die even if you want to. Now, crawl over here."

    Luo Xiaolou was stunned. When he found that he was beginning to have trouble breathing, he struggled hard and crawled humbly towards the devil - there were no words that could describe him better.

    Yuan Xi waited for him to crawl closer, kicked him, and said with disgust: "However, I am really too lazy to spend that kind of thought on you. You have to take the initiative to do what a slave should do. If I am not satisfied -  "The corners of Yuan Xi's graceful mouth curved up, "Dear slave, you will suffer more than death."

    Luo Xiaolou sat on the sofa blankly. Yuan Xi had already occupied the master bedroom to rest, and had no intention of leaving at all.

    Luo Xiaolou grabbed his hair. What did he do?  He was afraid of death, but he personally handed over the right to die to the devil.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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