Chapter 2905 Split My Poor Little Pussy:>67

The microscopic machines formed themselves into ranks. It was as if they had been waiting for this moment. It took them less than a heartbeat to form up and begin the task. The task of finding the key memories I would need to take advantage of. Once more I was bombarded by images, sounds and all manner of sensory overload. But then just as a scream was about to escape my throat it slowed and finally came to a halt. There was the occasional flash of insight but even that fell silent after a time. I was catching my breath when a few nanites asked for my attention. These messages came in the form of text messages and it appeared that every aspect of my body and mind were now carefully organized and waiting for my orders. I created a kind of chat room and took in their council. I learned from them that instead of reacting as I suffered injuries my body would be run in a more proactive manner. They told me that I would be in peak physical shape in no time at all. The nanites that were in charge of my mind estimated it would be three standard hours before they were finished analyzing my memories. It was like some program running in the background that you rarely see. I opened my eyes and Cindy was holding me tightly. I looked around and we were parked on the side of the road. Cindy was crying and calling out my name. I wrapped my arms around her and she fell silent. I touched her thoughts and told her I was going to be just fine. The relief radiated from her like a solar flare. I was almost burnt by her raw emotions.