Defective Undercover Camera, but Became a God in Another World

Open next book Hot on the outside and cold on the inside, fake cute perpetual motion undercover camera attack Text third person In Star Yuan 3080, I, a defective robot, was forced to act as an undercover camera pretending to be a mutant, sneaking into the abyss of crime to record the life of the mutant. Alien species, extremely vicious, their original form is mud, tentacle monster, plant. The powerful ones usually move in human form, and only reveal their original form to their partners when they are weak and sexual. Living among alien species that absolutely worship strength, my body made of steel makes my health bar extremely thick and is not affected by miasma, so no one can kill me. The built-in new engine makes me physically strong, and using miasma as energy allows me to bring hope to the abyss. In the culture of the abyss, the red-eyed gods descend and swallow up the miasma, making them invincible. Who knew that I ate Miasma because I was "hungry". As for why there are red circles in the eyes—— Of course it's because there's no electricity * Although, I am just a mediocre and inferior robot, pretending to be a low-level mutant. Surprisingly, almost all the mutants have become my followers, except for one person---- The Crown Prince Aslan, nicknamed the God of Death, has an unknown identity. His blond hair is incompatible with the darkness of the abyss, his dark red eyes are bloodthirsty and scary, and he has inexplicable hostility towards me. Until one day, he accidentally ate the fruit that allowed people to reproduce asexually. In this cruel place, with a big belly, he is obviously not suitable to be a king. The robot's excellent physical strength can crush seeds... He could only find me. * In the dark and terrifying narrow space, a laser knife was pressed against my neck. "Is there an engine inside of you..." With a voice like hardened ice and bottomless red eyes, he hooked my neck, took my hand and placed it on his abdominal muscles, exhaling hot breath, "Crush it..." Of course I am---- Rejected. I said in a businesslike tone: "Mr. Aslan, as an undercover camera, the first principle is to prohibit interference with the reproduction of alien species. You..." He took out a chip and slapped it in my face: "In March, the earl of Area A, and in April, the leader of Area B, you killed them all... And..." "Kacha." The chip was bitten into pieces, the prince, the god of death, had his mouth covered and pressed against the wall, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and his uniform was scratched by a stubborn stone. The alien form fell off, revealing live wires. The current touched the skin and spread. "Your Excellency, as you wish..." The ruthless machine voice said, "Accept the order and crush you into pieces." The engine is adjusted to a frequency that even exotic species cannot withstand... The seed buried deep in his body shattered, and the aloof prince actually begged for mercy... * He ordered an encirclement and suppression campaign. #But he didn't know that I broke the original seeds and secretly planted new seeds. The interaction between two people is like: Aslan: "Faster." Saint: "But Your Highness Aslan, you will die if you do this." "What nonsense are you talking about? If you fuck me to death, you have the ability." Aslan smiled scornfully, "Little loser." Inspiration comes from the undercover camera in the documentary, 2024.2.3 Intention: To be determined