"Hold on."

Mr. Wang finally spoke.

He stuffed the melon seeds that Li Mu handed him into his pocket, and walked slowly towards Xizi.

"Dad, don't stop me, I'm teaching the children."

"Then I'll teach the children too, okay?" The old man said slowly, "Put her down, I want to talk to her."

Xizi's silent system started to work again, and the emotional processor calculated rapidly, but they didn't give her a feasible solution.

She didn't understand what was going on now.

"You don't need to work hard to calculate, I will just say something casually."

Mr. Wang said.

"Back then, I also used you, and you also helped me... Although I investigated later, when you were serving me back then, there was no fluctuation at the processor level. But it's just a dead thing."

"I'm not......"

Master Wang continued: "I didn't have enough money back then, and the customer was about to cancel the order. It was you who came here and transferred tens of thousands of electronic coins to me, so that I survived the crisis... To be honest, the me back then, with the two Like this guy, he also fell in love with you.

It's just that I talked to your former landlord later, and he showed me your underlying data.

The reason why you help me is because your processor has calculated that I may become the most successful businessman of our generation, get my approval, and help your business. "

"I......"

Mr. Wang ignored Xizi, as if he was talking to himself: "You succeeded, so I succeeded too, I should thank you.

Our Wang family, grandparents and grandchildren have gone to you for three generations. The love words you told them are probably exactly the same as what you told me back then.

I don't blame you, I know, it's just your programming that made you do it. "

Xizi was silent, she calculated crazily, and found that Mr. Wang seemed to be protecting her.

Therefore, she planned to wait and see what happened and let Mr. Wang play freely.

......

182. Conception of Legislative Heavens

Mr. Wang approached slowly, stroking Xizi's bionic skin gently.

Xizi's body was severely damaged, and a large number of sensors around her body had already failed, but after comparing the database, she knew that Mr. Wang's eyes were full of tenderness like water at this moment.

She won't be destroyed, she won the bet.

"You succeeded, so I succeeded. I am very grateful for your help to me back then. I should let you go because of emotion and reason."

As Mr. Wang said, his eyes were full of affection, just like the enthusiasm of the first-time personnel. ,

He squeezed out a few tears.

"Thank you."

Xizi's damaged eyeballs were full of affection, she thought she had won the bet.

however--

"I thank you, but I'm a businessman."

Mr. Wang let go of his hand, "Because of your support, I became the most successful businessman in this area.

Now, destroying robots is 'politically correct', and you can help me again... 60 years later, you are still you, and I am still me, which is great. "

He said terrifying words with deep affection—Old man Wang never wanted to protect Xizi at all, he just wanted to drain the last bit of value from Xizi.

Moreover, he also wants to occupy the moral high ground.

Let Xizi voluntarily pay for him.

As he said, he is a businessman, and a businessman puts profit first.

Uncle Wang is a person who thinks he is upright, and Mr. Wang is his father. This "uprightness" is inherited from genes and is the "sanity" of the previous generation.

Xizi was taken aback.

Then the system goes silent again.

She is a robot, she has a very thorough analysis of the current situation, she knows that the ending is doomed.

"Thank you."

she said anyway.

At the last moment of her "life", she still doesn't know what fear is. When all variables are qualitative and all simulations point to the same future, then she can accept her ending calmly.

This is the setting of the program, or in other words, it is the dignity of the omnic made up of a large amount of data piled up and a cold body.

"I am a robot. I have been the legal property of human beings since I was created. I have no choice. If this is the end of my program that was destined to serve human beings from birth, then I will accept it frankly.

If I were human, maybe I should be proud of my bravery at this moment. "

She began her final speech.

This is the original service template written for her by the programmer who wrote the program for her in the first place.

She didn't understand the meaning of this passage, but it was set to be her last speech - the ridiculous thing is that this robot, which has never resisted humans, even made his last words when he was persecuted to death by humans. Human beings have already set it up.

Li Mu watched all this silently, a ballpoint pen that did not belong to this era was spinning rapidly at his fingertips.

Bixian is begging him, this strange emotion purely condensed by resentment and obsession seems to be extremely rich, or in other words, in the process of obtaining answers from the world, Bixian has been affected.

She felt that Xizi was very pitiful.

If possible, she hoped that Li Mu could help save Xizi.

Li Mu didn't refuse Bixian's request, in fact, he had an idea after he guessed that the so-called 'omc crisis' was actually a 'crisis of omnics'.

However, this seems to be somewhat inconsistent with the situation of the traverser robot who brought him the dimensional coordinates in Impelton... The timeline does not seem to match!

When Li Mu crossed over, the 'Omnic Crisis' hadn't even started!

It's a little strange, but it doesn't seem to matter, anyway, his cancer is cured.

"Go ahead."

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