Nano Mashine

The boy's name is Manchurian.

An adult celestial family who is qualified to be in an absolute position in martial arts.

Since the Catholic Church was a great Christian blood, many thought they would be treated in the school, but the reality was different.

Even though it was the blood of the heavenly home, it was safe to assume that it belonged to the six foreigners who supported the church until I became a minority monk.

It was the birth of a female maiden who worked in the Old Testament rather than the birth of the six families.

Of course, even though I was born in the body of a servant, I had the qualifications of a minority because I was the blood of the heavenly host, but my life with no power was only a temporary order.

Why would such a poor woman go through such a difficult time?

The cause was his mother's wife Hwa.

The bishop, who had been so calm, loved and cared for the humble servant of the six clans who had no affection for anyone.

This consumed the great age and wrath of the six sect wives.

The jealousy of women does not end with simple anger.

During the fifteenth year of her life, she was only a child of a female servant, and she had been subjected to many despicable and covert assassination attempts.

Even though I did not have any strength as a minor bishop candidate, the young anger of the wives of the six sects who were the priests had greatly acted on trying to get rid of him.

But seven (seven) days ago, assassination attempts began to occur more frequently than ever before.

It was because he was on the verge of opening his mouth to formally test his minority status.

Until now, if you enter the Maguire, even though you have no training or strength, you will be able to master the art of shamanism and have the conditions to raise your own power.

Moreover, it is difficult to attempt a hands-on assassination, even for six species, because entering the Mado Canal prohibits private entry.

Maybe it was the urgency. Last night, I sent an assassin in a different manner than usual, two days before entering the mado's palace.

After getting Zhang's escort out of the assassination attempt.

“Don't, did Drinking God save me? ”

She falls flat on the ground and asks for a voice that speaks in her head.

He remembered that he was destined to die by the sword. But the enemy was killed by a sudden appearance of a monster, and he came back to life.

A nanomachine attached to the brain of a thousand years old answered.

[Not if you're referring to the enemies who were after the Master around them. But if you're referring to the self-healing body of a dying master, then I'm correct.]

“What do you mean, self-repair? ”

The terminology used by nanomachines that spoke in his mind was often difficult to understand.

After a short calculation, the Nano-Machine found it difficult to communicate this way.

[Transferring my basic information into the Master's head...]

“What does Masata mean? ”

I did not even pronounce English correctly.

Nano-machines recognized the need to search terms for their masters through language search.

[Start and convert contemporary term searches.]

The Nano-Machine began language conversion by searching terms that could be understood by thousands of people.

Soon after the language discrimination was over, I continued to speak again.

[My Lord, I am not what you say I am.]

Unlike before, the expression on her face changed curiously because of the way the servants spoke.

Of course, he still had a stiff tone.

“If you're not a drinker, what is it? ”

[I would like to transfer information and brief instructions about myself to my brain, if I may?]

It was the nanomachine that judged information transfer to be the fastest rather than explaining it.

She nodded her head without knowing anything.

At that moment, an electric shock appeared in her head as if someone was forcibly shoving something into her head.

- Suzus!

If anyone could see the thousand now, they would be frightened.

It was a strange phenomenon that the pupils of the eyes were shaking so quickly.

Soon after, she fell to the ground feeling dizzy.

“Yuck!”

[This is your first time experiencing information transfer. There will be no dizziness or vomiting from the second.]

I was dizzy for a while, and then I woke up.

“What the hell is going on? ”

I couldn't believe it.

She had not heard or learned anything, but found that the presence in her head, or in her brain, was a nano-concentrated machine.

“Nano machines? ”

[Yes, Master.]

“Is it true that there are tens of thousands of precision machines in my body right now? ”

[Yes, exactly 642 million nanomachines are housed in your body.]

He felt unwittingly repulsed by the fact that something artificially made was in his body.

However, when I realized that I was neither human nor drunk, I also changed the tone of the difficult woman.

“Can you get out of my body if I want to? ”

[As I sent you before, I am programmed to be expelled from my body if your death is complete.]

In other words, he never intended to leave until he died.

She couldn't understand how this happened to her.

Half-brothers struggle to kill themselves with no power. Now he's short, too, and he's got a machine inside him called a nanomachine.

“Then who the hell took you in my body...”

Someone knocks before the thousand millennia ends.

- Knock, knock!

“Sir, Congressman Baek is here. ”

It was the voice of Jean's escort.

The woman who was lying on the ground was embarrassed for a moment.

He was concerned that others might find it strange that he was talking to the machine in his head.

“Now, just be quiet for a second. ”

[You can read brainwaves and talk.]

“Okay, just be quiet for a second. ”

[Temporarily enter mute mode.]

She quickly climbed into bed and lay down on her duvet.

Meanwhile, the door opened and there was a commotion with the old man and his assisting him who looked like a middle-aged man of the stature, Zhang escort, and long gray hair that flowed down his shoulders.

“It looks like the Grand Duke hasn't woken up yet, so just keep your eyes peeled... ah? Confucius!”

Escort Zhang lay on the bed and saw the thousand lashes staring at him, and his eyes widened and he ran towards him.

“Duke! How are you feeling? Ugh!”

Escort Zhang momentarily closes his nose without even knowing it.

It was because a fiercely pungent odor flowed from the body of the millennium.

“What the hell is going on here? ”

It was a thousand times I had forgotten my condition while talking to the Nano Machine.

There was an unknown amount of sticky, black liquid drained from the body, and it smelled terrible.

“Hoho?”

An old man, called Congressman Baek, approached with a face full of interest.

He was a congressman named Baek Jong-woo, who was the attending physician of the Church, and unlike the one who appeared to have long gray hair, he was called the Mage.

“You've met the old man of the cloth, right? ”

“How can I not know Senator Baek? ”

There was no way that any of the Christians in the Church could not understand witchcraft.

When his mother, Mrs. Hwa, was in the hospital, she came to see me at the order of the Catholic Church.

“I'm going into the vein. Give me your hand."

“Well, that's...”

I felt embarrassed because my hands and arms were all sticky with black liquid.

Baek Jong-woo told me to reach out my hand again, and I was reluctant to reach out my hand.

Baek Jong-woo took two fingers and put them into a vein, and soon there were two eyes.

“What a strange thing to do. ”

“What do you mean? Senator Baek, did you do something wrong? ”

I frowned and asked if escort Jang was nervous.

Then, he shakes his head and smiles, saying that Baek Jong-woo is not at all.

“On the contrary. Maybe it's an act for you. ”

“What do you mean? ”

“The impurities of the whole body have flowed out and the circulation of the rapid meridian artery has also increased. Have you taken any elixirs? ”

Baek Jong-woo's words were not understood, and she tilted her head.

“I've become the perfect body to master the art of skilllessness. ”

“Yes?”

I was surprised to understand Baek Jong-woo's words.

Sticky black liquids embedded in the body of a thousand dragons were nothing but the impurities of his body.

Even more fortunate was the lack of waste discharge, which resulted in an active circulation of the biceps, which changed the body to the best state to learn internal air.

It was a great performance for the thousand women who had not received any support, including the independence, just because they were children born in the body of the servant.

Of course, the internal air is almost intact.

‘Hey, Nano machine. Did you do this? ’

[........]

[Do you want to unmute?]

‘..... untie it. ’

[Mute mode off. The nanomachines placed in your body have removed unnecessary impurities from your body while restoring your body and converted blood vessels, muscles and muscles into the ideal form for exercising their motor skills.]

‘....... what are you? ’

After hearing Baek Jong-woo's words, I assumed that the Nano-Machine had done this, but when I heard it firsthand, I lost my words for a moment.

Are you sure you're not drunk? ’

It's a machine, not a drink.]

A very mechanical answer came out.