After leaving the customs, I was forced to fly into the universe

Chapter 58

Ace can be said to be very stubborn in a way.

The one who competed with him was the academy's inspection and monitoring machine.

They exist to ensure that students abide by the rules, and their design is obviously focused, and their intelligence is far inferior to advanced models of optical brains such as 1008.

After Ace reached out to grab one of them and was determined not to let it go, the remaining four didn't go either.

The regular shape of the machine hexahedron changed, and the ruthless muzzle slowly stretched out, aiming at Ace in the center in a surrounding situation.

"Warning, attacking the monitoring machine is strictly prohibited! Warning, if you don't stop, certain countermeasures will be taken!" The voice of the machine was severe and urgent, and the buzzing and tremor caused by it even reached Ace's palm through contact.

Ace himself was not worried about this kind of attack that seemed worse than tickling, but he felt that the dormitory building behind him might not be able to bear it.

After thinking for a moment, he let go of his hand.

The escaped machine immediately flew into the air, like a woman from a good family who was molested by a bully, and left here with her companions, but before leaving, she dutifully left a reminder.

"You need to..."

So half an hour later, the teaching office welcomed the figure of Ace who had gone and returned.

The others had already left, and the middle-aged teacher was about to lock the door and go back to the dormitory to take a nap when he bumped into the student who had just left.

In the corridor, the two stared at each other, and the air was once so silent.

The teacher subconsciously touched his nearly bald head, and asked in confusion, "Why is it you again?"

Ace sighed: "I didn't expect it to be me again."

Teacher: "What is missing?"

Ace: "No, it's because he was suspected of breaking into the academy's confidential place and failed."

teacher:"……"

Teacher: "I know, that's why the inquiry education was arranged this morning, but isn't this already over?"

Ace let out a heavier sigh: "It's not over, just look at it."

The teacher became more and more baffled. He went back to the office to check the system records, and found a newly received record.

The records show that at 23:[-] in the morning—it was halfway through Ace's talk education—another living body was detected trying to invade the important place of the academy.The intruder ran away immediately after being discovered, and the patrol robot tracked all the way according to the locator, and finally locked the suspected target Ace and his assistant tamer.

Because the locator is on the Tamer instead of Ace, the system makes a tentative penalty of deducting points as appropriate.If it is later found that Ace is not an intruder, it can be revoked according to relevant regulations.

The teacher read the whole article, and bursts of speechlessness came to my mind.

The time alone is obviously wrong. Those monitoring machines clearly share data with the main system, but they are so stupid that they can't even judge this?

"From my personal point of view, the college's surveillance system needs to be upgraded..."

Ace's voice sounded from the side, which resonated strongly with the teacher. He nodded and said, "Indeed..."

"Don't say anything else, just say that the discretionary point deduction is just a deduction. The number of 444 is actually deducted, which makes people feel full of malice! I said why not deduct 999, but they still didn't agree, and they didn't know how to change it at all!"

Ace finished speaking with righteous indignation, and asked, "Teacher, do you think it's annoying?"

teacher:"……"

Teacher: "You say yes." After all, they are all people who are willing to donate to the No. [-] Academy, and it is reasonable to have unusual brain circuits.

After receiving this apparently perfunctory affirmation, Ace stopped talking in satisfaction and asked, "Then when shall we start?"

Only then did the teacher remember about the follow-up inspection mentioned in that record.

The college is under the unified control of the central computer. Under the current system, the monitoring robots all over the campus have priority authority, and all recorded punishments must be executed.Even though he subconsciously felt that Ace wasn't an intruder -- and didn't want Ace to be an intruder -- a routine questioning conversation was necessary.

"By the way, there seems to be another animal mentioned in the record." The middle-aged teacher looked at Ace, "Is that really your tamer?"

Ace shook his head without hesitation, and said sincerely: "That little guy came to our dormitory door suddenly, probably where did he come from a stray fox? You must know that with my current points, it is impossible to redeem the right to keep pets .”

The teacher recalled the "-1166" he saw not long ago, and he took it seriously.

"Is the fox still with you now?"

"It's long gone." Ace replied, "Since he is a wanderer, he is at home everywhere, and it is normal to go wherever he goes."

The teacher showed a thoughtful expression.

"The locator is also on that animal, but the back view of the intruder captured by the monitoring robot should belong to an adult humanoid form."

He thought for a while and said, "If the intruder hadn't dug out and transferred the locator in the wound in a very short period of time, it means that the intruder is likely to be that animal...he is an alien race."

Ace nodded again and again, and complimented: "If those monitoring robots can have your concise and precise thinking logic, I won't have to go through this experience in vain."

The teacher was very comfortable hearing this, but immediately pretended to be serious: "The rules and regulations of the college must be abided by. Even if there are some defects in the monitoring system, we must act in accordance with the regulations before further corrections are made. "

Ace: "Yes, yes, the teacher is right."

The teacher changed the subject: "But since you're all here, I'll sacrifice an afternoon break to help you make a record of the conversation, so as to save you from making another trip later."

A meaningful smile appeared in Ace's eyes: "That's really thank you teacher!"

*****

Sure enough, the routine ended quickly. It didn't take long for Ace to walk out of the door of the Academic Affairs Office building, board the suspension car parked by the side of the road, and head straight to the dormitory without stopping.

In the hall, the fox was lying unconscious on the sofa.

The locator had been shattered by Tang Rumo with a ray of sword energy just now, and the bleeding from the wound quickly solidified on its own. The thick white hair fluttered gently with the ups and downs of breathing, making Tang Rumo's heart feel like it was being swept back and forth by a feather , The calm and self-sufficient brain gradually became blank.

Ace came back at this time.

All it took was one look, and he immediately sniffed out some sign of danger, and felt instantly remorseful.

Momo and Furry shouldn't be left alone together!

The moment the above thoughts flashed through his mind, he had already taken emergency remedial measures, turned into a soft and delicate round ball, and flew towards Tang Rumo with a familiar speed and posture.

Tang Rumo's ears caught a slight change in the air flow, and before he recovered, his body had subconsciously moved, turning his body slightly sideways.

In the blink of an eye, Ace had no time to stop the momentum, and the little whale ran straight into the little fox.

Tang Rumo: "Ah..."

For Ace with rough skin and thick flesh, this is just the difference between whether the bullet flies or not; but the little fox was hit by the wound squarely, let out a painful murmur, and suddenly opened his fierce beast Hitomi.

He didn't seem to have fully regained consciousness, and blurted out: "Who hit me?!"

The air is quiet.

The voice was all too familiar.

Tang Rumo and Ace looked at each other, and after a few seconds of silence, they both called out a name——

"Lo?"