Robots Real Body Invincible Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Because my body is invulnerable to all poisons." "Invulnerable to all poisons?' Moriri's body trembled. She glared at Darryl with shock. Invulnerability to all poisons existed only in the legends. According to the legend, only those powerful enough to reach the Infinite Zen Level could have a body with invulnerability to all poisons. Nonetheless, it was less than a handful of people who could surpass the ninth grade and reach Comprehension. No people had reached the Infinite Zen Level in the recent thousand years.

Kaya POV They say heartbreak makes you stronger, whoever said that never had to build a robot from scratch. It takes a few sleepless nights and a whole lot of coffee, but I get it done, and I complete my design. A hyper-realistic robot stands in front of me, Tom 2.0, six foot four, shoulders like a linebacker carved from steel and synth-skin, messy brown hair, and a chiseled jaw that could stop traffic. He opens his eyes when he senses me. “Welcome back, Sweetheart,” his voice says softly and smoothly

My voice turns out softer. Sexy tousled hair, eyes as stormy as a haboob in the hot desert; Red takes a small, nonchalant stride toward me. His chest—oh his chest is so naked, sinew lines of muscles and those damn six packs so well placed on its grand display. What a sight. I gulp again.

There was no way Vincent had any hand in its design. An old gentleman who served as Vincent's personal assistant led him to an indoor sports arena where Vincent was boxing against a bot. The artificial boxing bot fought back with brutal intensity. Even if its entire body was padded, the force of its steady strikes were so punishing that if Ves faced its punch, all of his teeth would be knocked out. "Hah!" Vincent took a glancing blow in exchange for delivering a solid smack against the bot's face. The robot's head shined yellow as it indicated the amount of damage it received.

He shook his head violently, babbling, tears and snot running together in a pathetic mess. "You can't be a robot! You have body heat! You breathe! You even cry! You're Serena! You are Serena!" He lunged again, reaching for "my" face—and got kicked away. "Mr. Ashford, please maintain appropriate distance. This body cost $300 million to build. You can't afford the damages." "I" adjusted the bathrobe, voice stripped of every human inflection. "As for the body heat and breathing you mentioned—those are basic biomimetic modules. And the tears..."

Plus, he couldn't use the [Time-Stop] skill for the next seventeen minutes. Facing three werewolves with alpha status was already very troublesome. Especially if you take into account Vincent, a noble class vampire who can harden his body to be as hard as a diamond. Also, Vincent has an extraordinary body regeneration ability. "I told you, you're too impatient. Hey, how about you sit down with us and discuss business together?" Vincent offered a second time. "Actually, what are you planning to do?"

Rick ran across the giant robot’s arm while conjure the spirits of a panther and a cheetah before slashing across the robot’s head. He jumped off the omegation long enough for me to discharge my black electricity straight through the robot body, short circuiting it from the inside out. As the robot laid crumb on the ground the vanity agent operating it tried to escape out of the hatch of the machine. But I casted a green and pink construct of a boconstrictor to wrap around his body before pinning him to the grounds. “Where de yog think going?,” I asked as I flew toward him.

Sorin was stubborn as a mule and Maceo knew Sorin wasn't gonna accept anytime soon the fact that he was still hurting or more than accepting he just didn't want to show it. Maceo hoped that it wouldn't destroy Sorin. Sorin had been broken already as it was. ____________________________________________________________________ BAM! Sorin landed a perfect hit on his opponent's jaw making his opponent gush out blood from his lips. His opponent grunted as he staggered back. His opponent was stocked up, big muscles and all but in height he was almost same as Sorin, maybe even an inch smaller giving Sorin the advantage of speed and height which he was using to the fullest potential.

"Was it just a dream?" Rian hesitated to open his eyes. Was it a reality or a dream? He slowly opened his eyes and he saw a robot standing in front of him. It wears a brown armor with glowing blue things on its joints. Its head was just like a brown tube TV. He was just like a common monster on any MMORPG. “Subject number 177013 is awake.” It said. Rian found himself lying on a fluffy bed. He realized he just wore a pair of jeans. He was in a small room that the wall seemed to be dull. And the question is, what a robot was doing here?

the gray beard man ordered his men. "Who are you to think I would let them take me?" "Call me Raphael" he said smiling broadly. "Too bad Raphael, I didn't come this far to have myself go with you" She spat and got up. His men tried to grab her but she swiftly pushed them off kicking then straight in their cheek bones. She yanked one of them and in an instant she had torn his spinal cord out of his body. "I see you are no ordinary lady" The man said "what are you?"