The Return of The Lord God

Bai Lixin's expression paused, "What if he is."

"Manscuo is my maker, and I know him. You don't like him like that."

If someone said that about his identified lover, Baili Xin would definitely be furious.

But now it was Cal who said this, and Bailixin was only curious, not angry, "Then tell me, what kind of person is he?"

Cal paused for a few seconds, as if he was thinking of a concluding word, and finally he opened his mouth and said, "People of the world."

"Oh?" Bai Lixin raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Then tell me what kind of person I am."

This time Cal paused for a longer time, about ten seconds before Cal moved and replied: "Piao Miao, you are still mine, master."

"A misty person? How do you say this?"

"It's illusory, not like people in this world."

Bai Lixin remained silent. Cal was right. He was indeed not from this world. After all, he was just a ghost.

Although Cal was just a robot, his analytical ability really surprised Bailixin.

"Actually, I'm not sure if he is, I just want to make sure." Baili laughed hard and said helplessly.

"Not sure? Master doesn't know what his lover looks like?" Tell me, I will make him never appear in front of you.

Bai Lixin looked into Cal's plain eyes, "It would be fine if I knew what he looks like." But who makes the lover always so naughty, the appearance of each plane is different.Well, in fact, his own appearance is different in every plane.

"So, you went to Helium Buster just to make sure that Dr. Manscuo is your lover, not to make Dr. Manscuo your lover? What if he is not your lover?" Cal continued to ask.

"If not, I'll keep searching until I find it."

"Master, you kept me by your side because I was made by Dr. Manscuo?"

When Cal said this, he used his usual flat tone, and he was very sincere, so sincere that Bailixin couldn't help feeling guilty.

"Well, it was indeed because of this at first." Bai Lixin replied stiffly.

"So once you find out that Dr. Mansiguo is not your lover, will you throw me away? Just like the previous masters, you threw me away like a waste product without mercy."

Hearing that Cal said that he was going to abandon himself, Bailixin's heart also twitched violently, "Of course not! Although I accepted you at the beginning because I love my family and my wife, but people have feelings, and after getting along for such a long time , let me abandon you, I will never do such a thing."

"Humans have feelings, master, do you think robots have feelings? Do you think that the robot's thinking is only through the preset program, or is the robot's own emotion derived from the program? Is the program controlling the robot, or is the robot really With emotion?"

"If the robot is controlled by the program, why are the personalities of the robots so different instead of completely consistent? Why is the No. 3 machine perfect, and I am full of violent factors, and the waste has such a strange personality. Are we all defective products? Is it something wrong with our programming? Or have we generated our own minds, our own unique personalities?"

"I am thinking about these questions now, and am I thinking on my own, or is the thinking program in the central program making me ask such questions?" Carl continued to throw out one question after another, "If the robot has produced its own Thinking, then humans can still decide the future of robots? Can they disassemble them casually, decide their life and death without the consent of the robots themselves, and send them to the garbage recycling bin?"

Bai Lixin was confused by the question. He blinked his eyes and looked at the serious Cal, and finally shook his head and apologized, "I'm sorry, I haven't thought about this question seriously. When I clear my mind, I will talk to you again." You sort out this question."

Cal nodded, "Okay, I see, we will talk about this topic later."

While talking, the two had already walked into the production room, and the light leaking out could be vaguely seen from the crack in the door.

Cal gently pushed open the door, and Prissin saw a white painted robot with a shiny body looking down at his body.

The robot's body was much smaller than the trash's original body, and its stature was only about as tall as Baili Xin's.For the sake of beauty, the top of its head, shoulders, waist, and knees are all painted in light blue.

Hearing the sound, the robot that was looking at its own body raised its head and said excitedly with an electric voice: "Ah, Lord Bailixin, hello."

Because the waste is a first-generation robot, most of its body is still made of copper and iron, which is cheap and impractical.Those materials only increased the bulkiness of the robot itself, but did not highlight the robot's flexibility.

When Bai Lixin saw the waste's face finally revealed, he parted his mouth and smiled, "So cute."

The outer ring of the waste's face is covered with white paint, and the middle is a black screen.Its head is much larger than that of an average adult, and it is large and round.The two blue mesh display lights on the face representing the eyes are symmetrically placed on the eyes, and the black mesh lines representing the mouth are spread below. At this moment, the three mesh lights are forming the confused expression of "口_口".

Prissine jumped off Cal, walked to the trash and walked around it several times.

Each joint connection is very delicate, and the chip, kinetic energy source and switch are well protected in the white painted metal.An arc-shaped shape extends under the wrist, which can protect the mechanically painted hands with fine waste shapes to the greatest extent.

Bai Lixin stood up straight against Waste, and when he realized that he was about one-third taller than it, he involuntarily stretched out his hand and patted Waste's smooth head, "You are so cute, Waste."

The trash raised his head and showed a "0.0" expression, "Am I so cool? Lord Bailixin."

Bai Lixin gave a thumbs up, "It's so cool!"

Waste: >w

Cal moved a chair and put it behind Prissine.Bai Lixin was also polite, and sat firmly on the chair.

Cal then said: "Flexible body, satisfy you. I have made a special connection for your body. Although your body is small, you are actually very powerful. A weight like Gray Watson, You can easily pick it up, and your body can bear a maximum weight of 100 tons. In addition, your hands are flexible enough to perform delicate movements such as threading a needle and picking up sand. Your kinetic energy device is the most advanced simulation of the helium buster I use The kinetic energy device of the robot can keep you working for 200 years. The special paint on the outside of your body is a special paint for aircraft, and there is no danger of melting even at super high temperatures. Do you think you are cool or not?"

Trash ⊙o⊙: "So cool!"

Carl continued: "Finally, in order to make Trash's expression more vivid, I imported various emoticons from the Internet into his memory chip. Come on, Trash, just give Lord Bailixin another expression."

Trash nodded: ˉ(∞)ˉ

Cal: "Take another one."

Trash nodded: ╯▽╰

"Change another one."

Waste: ╯3╰

Bai Lixin: "..."

The waste made three difficult expressions, Cal nodded, and turned to look at Bai Lixin.

He stared at Bai Lixin without blinking, as if he was waiting for a compliment.

Bai Lixin laughed dryly: "Thoughtful, very good, haha, haha."

Cal then turned his head to the waste again, "All the programs are running normally, you can go and surprise your master."

When the trash heard this, Sa Huan ran out.

Bai Lixin swallowed as he watched the back of Trash go away, "Are you sure it was a surprise and not a fright?"

Cal looked at Prissin, "At least you are surprised, aren't you?"

Bai Lixin: "..." What you said made sense, but I was speechless.

After 5 minutes, an angry roar erupted from the other side of the corridor, "Gal!! I'm going to kill you!! Change my counter robot back to me!!"

Bai Lixin looked at Cal, and smiled narrowly: "Look, let's go and have a look."

As a result, as soon as the two of them entered the room, they saw the trash clinging to Gray Watson's body, with a "=3=" expression on his face.

Gray Watson was obviously frightened, he kept dodging backwards, and yelled at the two people who rushed in while dodging: "What's wrong with our trash?!"

Cal shrugged, "The waste is still the same waste, there is no problem with the memory chip. It's just that its body was always rusty and rusty, so it didn't dare to approach you. Now I have replaced it with a special anti-rust and other functions. Baking paint, it no longer has those worries.”

"But what's the matter with this petite figure?" Gray Watson couldn't resist the enthusiastic waste, and was finally embraced by the waste.

"Integrating the common requirements of the two of you, petite and cute will not affect your tall and mighty image, and metallic paint will make it cool." Carlton paused, then continued, "You don't need to thank me."

Gray Watson: "Damn it, who the hell is thanking you!"

All in all, the matter of reshaping the mechanical body from waste has come to a successful conclusion.

If the black market is the wealth distribution center for pirates, then the largest bar on the Black Star is their gentle hometown.

The lights were dimmed, the cups of wine were interlaced, and the crowds were crowded. It was a lively and extraordinary scene.

Two black shadows were drunk, staggered out of the bar with their shoulders crossed, and turned into a dark alley.

"Dude, that woman from Casa Star is really hot. Her chest feels like a sponge, her ass, her lips, and I still have her scent in my hands."

"Heh, what is that girl? Aoyaxing's women are delicious, with childlike face and big breasts, who look like angels, they are hard to look at."

"Hahahahaha, let's go, let's get some more money, and come back after we're done."

"Hahahaha, yes, that robot I met a few days ago is really stupid, and that shit's three laws of robots are tailor-made for us, it's so convenient, hahahaha!"

The two spoke obscene words, and they stepped on the dark alley one by one.

Suddenly, the two of them paused, and saw two figures blocking their way in front of them.