[MTL, BL] My Cards Are Perfect (Unlimited)

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The screen of the machine reappeared, and it flickered a few times as if the signal was not good, and made a few "zizi" sounds before returning to the normal screen.

This time, it was still in that room, but the girl did look several years older.

Sitting on the bed, she played with the metal wings in her hands, put them in the palm of her hand, and swayed in the air as if flying, and her mouth imitated the "whoosh" sound of the plane flying.

"Dad, why did you spend so many years researching this thing?" The girl turned to lie on the bed, looked at the man sitting on the side, and asked curiously.

The man's hair was a lot whiter and his face was haggard, but when facing his daughter, he forced a kind smile, "Because people want Dad to study, so Dad went."

"Humph." Getting such an answer, the girl didn't seem very satisfied, she pouted her mouth and turned her head away from looking at the man, "But in this case, Dad won't have time to accompany me."

"Is this wing really that important? Don't rest to study it."

"Because humans want to fly." The man sat down beside the bed, stroked the girl's hair soothingly, and coaxed softly.

The girl waved her legs, "But aren't all humans able to fly in the sky? Those planes and hover cars that fly around in the sky every day are also very fast... Just like when I went to another city before, It only took an hour."

"I've seen documentaries. In the past, when technology was not developed, it would take people half a day to go to another city, and they had to have money to go."

"This is different, Baby." The man bent down, put his hand on the girl's back, and tapped the metal wings in her hand with the other hand, "Those all use foreign objects to get to the sky, but the wings are different.

" Humans want to have a pair of wings, like birds, relying on their own strength to fly to the sky." The

picture ends.

Su Mingxuan tightened his hand hanging by his thigh and stared at the screen that had turned black again.

Is this the end of the information?

If this process continues, it is probably that human beings have not been able to develop wings for flying, but instead have developed mechanical life due to the advancement of technology.

As for whether the pair of wings that can allow humans to fly has really been researched... Su Mingxuan doesn't think so.

After all, from the point of view of the pair of metal wings, it also depends on foreign objects, not on the strength of human beings themselves.

That being the case, if humans were to grow wings on their own—he didn't dare to think about what kind of experiments would be done to make humans grow wings.

"...Let's go, there should be no clues here." Su Mingxuan looked at the surrounding scene in a complicated way.

There seemed to be nothing here, but he could imagine what was there at the time.

And just as he was about to move away, the machine in front of him flashed again.

Su Mingxuan: ...Can you do it all at once.

That machine, no, it should be said that the bastard god who provided him with information behind his back, couldn't he tell him the news at one time, and he was still gossiping when he passed the news.