[Rebirth] Interstellar Counterattack Guide

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Book Title: [Rebirth] Guide to Interstellar Counterattack

Author: Kumi

Copywriting: Once upon a time, there was an earthling who rescued an alien from the planet Mitosis.

The alien said: "I will leave a leg as a thank you."

A month later, this leg grew into an alien larva, and the earthlings hugged him full of cows.

The black-bellied and arrogant bun asked, "Where are we going, Dad?"

The earthlings were filled with grief and indignation: "Look for your own father!"

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The young and handsome interstellar captain He Zhishu encountered such a question during an interview from the Milky Way: "May I ask what made you embark on this path of glory?"

He Zhicao answered quickly: "Because my father wants to take me to find my other father!"

He Zhishu: "..."

At this moment, He Zhishu, who was lucky enough to be reborn into the future first and then unfortunately became a father, was full of joy!

This is a nasty alien that comes and goes, leaving behind a bottle of oil.He Zhishu, who was promoted to a single father innocently, felt that his sincerity had been thrown into the water, and this tone could not be dissipated. He would not give up until he counterattacked in a spaceship and brought the child's father back to get married and work in the bridal chamber to pay off the loan. Inspirational story……

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☆、Aliens on the road

The night sky of the city in autumn is decorated with cold stars, so deep that it seems to be able to absorb everything. In the universe, there are flying equipment of various shapes and criss-crossing floating in an orderly manner.In contrast, on the sidewalks that were full of traffic and traffic a few centuries ago, there were very few kittens and puppies walking through them.

In addition to low-energy creatures such as cats and dogs, there are of course some human beings who are so poor that they can't even afford the cheapest aircraft.

The protagonist of this article, He Zhishu, is wandering in the street in a drifting way under the moonlight.

His destination was a university apartment about two kilometers away.

Behind him is an auxiliary robot that has long been eliminated by the times in terms of craftsmanship. The outdated design with wheels, and the cylindrical case covered with rust like a trash can all show its ingenuity. It has a long history and an ancient form.

There is also a tin hat that looks like a watermelon rind, but actually contains all its reserved information.

Not even the oldest antique electronics store could find a more worn-out information store!At the beginning, He Zhishu dug it out from the overstock warehouse of the courier company he was familiar with.

The little robot staggered behind He Zhishu, making the sound of loose and colliding caracalla parts.

It is complementing He Zhishu's emotions at the moment.

"Hey, want to open some, master." The intelligent robot Forrest-Gump made an electronic voice that simulated the tone of a human as much as possible, "Do you still remember the first time I went to the academy to report with you? Everyone regarded me as your portable trash can until just now. Your professor also stuffed a badly written signature into my vent, and my processor still drives the emotional simulation perception system to express optimistic emotions to relieve your worries."

He Zhishu said gloomily: "Turn off your sound generator, your energy tank has bottomed out, if you can't make it back to the apartment, don't think I will carry you back with my own hands."

A-Gump turned off the voice system sensibly. Even if the hardware is not strong enough, the only sensory system in its body that can function normally can tell it that it will not end well if it provokes its owner who has fallen into the bottom of his mood.It staggered forward, and when it gradually couldn't keep up, it found that He Zhishu's footsteps in front suddenly slowed down.

He is not taking care of the pulley wear of this robot.He Zhishuyan thought insincerely.

Across a block, a towering metal building was clearly visible ahead.

If it were in the 21st century, an otaku like He Zhishu would really dream of living in such a high-end, western-style house.But when he came to this future world, he discovered that the aesthetics of people in each era is different. In the age of various black technologies, this kind of apartment building can be built with seven or eight hundred floors on a piece of land. The rent is simply the price of cabbage.

These years, rich locals advocate living in original ecological rooms that return to basics.

Either build a villa on the Great Wall or buy a manor in the North Pole.

The first time He Zhishu saw a bungalow with a tile roof that was auctioned for tens of millions of earth coins on the news, He Zhishu sprayed A-Gump's vegetable soup all over his face.

In exchange for almost five hours of its system disorder.

Almost home.

He Zhishu's gloomy mood gradually improved.His dream in his previous life was to become a pilot. He encountered many difficulties and obstacles in the process, and once gave up on this dream.The irony is that when he finally made his decision, he died on a plane flying to another city.

After being reborn in the future, he wanted to continue this dream with a mentality of not admitting defeat or accepting fate.

It's a pity that in this era when everyone can fly a fool's aircraft across the whole of China in an hour, there is no such ancient profession as a pilot.

In line with this era, there is only one career that soars in the sky!

Star Captain!

... Oh, that's right, He Zhishu couldn't wait to apply for the college dedicated to this profession after he became an adult.

However, as an ancient visitor from the 21st century, to keep up with the imaginative education methods and unimaginable amount of knowledge of this era in the future is just as foolish as letting the blood-drinking cavemen participate in the nine-year exam-oriented education.

He Zhishu has been in school for a month. His ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.He was at the bottom of most of the homework in the class, and the professors could only shake their heads and sigh when they talked about him, and he was just getting used to the green Martian exchange student sitting next to him.

Today, when I was learning alien language, I mistakenly said 'some part of your body is beautiful' instead of 'today's weather is fine, why don't we have a shot'.

— Only ghosts can understand how to lick their nostrils with their tongues to produce a thousand different scales!This is actually the lingua franca of the Jinhe galaxy next door!Do you want to discriminate against earthlings who only have two nostrils?

Under the impact of reality for several days in a row, He Zhishu couldn't help being a little at a loss, whether his original choice was wrong.

Maybe he should heed the advice of his adoptive parents in this era, and it would be better to be a librarian honestly.

This is the most unskilled job of this era.

Because paper books have been eliminated for hundreds of years, all the content in the books has been made into holographic images and recorded into electronic devices, and the work of managing them only needs to learn 26 English letters.

A-Gump followed He Zhishu and drove forward with a dull head. Due to lack of energy, its navigation system began to delay, and the final result was that He Zhishu in front suddenly stopped and bumped into it.

--boom!

A-Gump shook that fragile body, and its already very loose iron cap was knocked tottering: "My God, I didn't install the shock absorber system, what happened?"

When its vision recovered, A-Gump already understood what happened.

Lying across the grass in front of him was an unidentified object that was visually large.

He Zhishu approached quietly, put his schoolbag in front of his head warily, and then approached slowly.

Ten steps, this unknown object seems to be a living thing.

Eight paces, medium and short hair, humanoid walking upright.

Five steps, very young, smooth texture.

Three steps, beautiful pectoral and abdominal muscles, shocking wounds.

One step——He Zhishu discovered that the man lying on the ground had a very handsome face and a healthy figure.

However, he was dressed in rags.

It would be fine if it was just ragged clothes, but more importantly, his skin was covered with various wounds.

Some have scaled, and others have become scars that cannot be erased.

……

This is by no means the number of wounds a human would survive under normal circumstances.

Few people passed by on this road, and He Zhishu suspected that he might have been lying here for several hours, or even longer.

Only the faintly rising and falling chest can prove that this suspected human creature is still alive.

He Zhishu remained calm, took his steps back decisively, turned around and left.

He walked in a hurry, and the little robot who had witnessed the whole process followed him all the way, and said all the way: "According to the current situation, he has been lying there for at least ten hours, and it is expected that there will be no more in the next ten hours." Someone will pass by again. After all, I have only met you, the master, in this era who can't afford to buy even the cheapest aircraft."

With a slumped face, He Zhishu quickened his pace further.

Forrest Gump continued: "In this case, there is a 63.3% chance that he will lie there until he bleeds to death; there is an 84.5% chance that he will encounter the robot that cleans the streets on a weekly basis after ten hours. His body will be cut into equal parts and put into the garbage station, and then transported to the waste recycling place, and his body will have a 99.95% chance of being recycled into special handicrafts or public facilities."

He Zhishu: "..."

Forrest Gump: "Of course there is still a 15.5% chance that he will be discovered by other people. There is a 16.5% chance that the person who finds him is a passer-by with a malfunctioning aircraft, and a 28% chance is a government repairman who repairs the robot. It will take a long time, and there is a possibility that he will encounter a perverted necrophile. You know that strange shops have been exposed in the news recently, and they will sell instruments for detecting corpses to disgusting necrophiles, so that they can find unidentified necrophilia within ten kilometers. Creatures with signs of life are used for profanity. Based on the appearance of the victim just now, I calculated that his appearance index belongs to S-level..."

He Zhishu lowered his voice, gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up!" and immediately started running. A-Gump couldn't keep up with his footsteps, and was finally thrown on the street.

The poor little robot could only wander blankly under the bleak streetlights. The bottomless energy bar forced its navigation system, which consumes too much power, to be forcibly shut down. drive.

I don't know how long it took.

A whispering figure appeared on the other side of the street.

He Zhishu held a simple medicine box in his hand and a spare energy tank of Forrest Gump, cursing today's bad luck.

He hoped that the victim would know how to repay his kindness when he woke up!

At least... At least he can't afford the medicine money!

☆, the alien of the white-eyed wolf

Putting the medicine box out of the grass, He Zhishu pushed A-Gump, who was recharged with energy, in front of the unknown creature: "Okay, I remember I installed medical-related components for you, quickly deal with this thing."

The 'thing' lay motionless in the grass.

Little did he know that his life would be at the mercy of an old-model robot that was old enough to be rebuilt.

A-Gump flexibly stretched out two mechanical arms with some gaps: "Yes, you installed medical components for me so that you would never go to the hospital unless you were dying. Last time, master, you fell off the flight simulator and broke a leg. It is also for me to fix it and continue the class, because the whole academy said you are a lunatic. Seriously, master, you should correct your stingy problems."

He Zhishu slammed his head - anyway, this is the hardest part of his body: "Shut up! I couldn't think of installing a fully automatic voice system on you!"

It was not his fault that it caused a sensation at the beginning. People in this era are very life-saving, and a small wound can get a half-day vacation. In this environment, He Zhishu, who has broken a leg and has to go to school tirelessly, appears in the eyes of everyone. So brave...and eerie.

A-Gump withdrew his mechanical arm and lazily spit out the diagnosis result: "There are no fatal injuries, there are about 37 wounds of different sizes, the bleeding volume is only [-]%, and the signs of life are stable. It's amazing, he may not be a person from Earth. "

He Zhishu once again cast his eyes on that nearly perfect handsome face... I am used to seeing green ET-shaped aliens, this kind of aliens that look exactly like humans is really rare.

A-Gump added slowly: "Of course, although there is no fatal injury, his right leg is severely damaged, almost amputated, and it has already shown signs of decay. Amputation."

He Zhishu: "..."

"Why are you hesitating?" The little robot was obviously calmer than its owner, calmly said, "If this leg is kept, his wound is likely to be infected, and the bleeding cannot be stopped. If it is removed... You must know that the current biomechanical legs are more flexible than real legs, if he needs it, he can install one himself."

Ok.

He Zhishu said: "Then help him deal with it, I need to go outside to get some fresh air..." He was not used to seeing so much blood since he had never done medical work.

After leaving the grass, He Zhishu squatted on the side of the road and looked up at the night sky for a while.

The world is so unpredictable.

One second he was sitting on a flight to another city with an admission notice, and the next second he found himself turned into a baby and arrived 1000 years later.

Staring at the night sky, He Zhishu thought a lot.

From this life to the previous life.

In the previous life, He Zhishu’s childhood was spent in his father’s whispers to him before going to bed. Since he was a child, his father was telling him about things in space, because this was also his dream since he was a child.

It's a pity that due to various factors, He's father didn't make any kind of career in the sky after all.For this reason, I still brood on it until old age.

Father He specially opened a skylight in his room. When he was a child, He Zhishu slept under the vast starry sky and listened to his father telling stories in space.

There are craters on the moon, and the sunspots on the sun are bigger than twenty earths.

Life is very likely to come from Mars.

These wonderful stories subtly left an indelible shadow in the heart of little He Zhishu, which made him unknowingly have a strong yearning for the vast sea of ​​stars.

It's a pity that children are so rebellious.

During adolescence, everyone suddenly began to tacitly stop mentioning the illusory dreams of childhood, scientists, painters, these are things that foolish children would take seriously.Children's dreams have long been replaced by terms such as grades, key high schools, Peking University and Tsinghua University.

He Zhishu, like other children, doesn't like to mention his dream of becoming an astronaut.

Even seeing his father talking to him about these things in a spirited manner, and finding him the application materials for the Aviation Academy, he was a little disgusted, and he also felt that his father was imposing his unrealized dream on him, which caused pressure on him. Such thoughts come.

So he made the most wrong decision in his life - to give up the aviation academy that he was really looking forward to, and instead went to a famous university in the province to study computer.

On the day he received the admission notice, He Zhishu felt uneasy. He thought he would be scolded by his father, so he plucked up the courage to walk into his father's study with timid steps.Who knew that this vicissitudes-faced old man just rubbed his hair as he did when he was a child, and said with a smile: "If you really want to go to this school and study this major, I will be happy for you too. Don't be like your father , because I regret not doing my best to do something."

The next day, his father packed his bags for him and sent him to the plane.

He Zhishu looked at his dazed side face in the porthole of the plane, and suddenly realized how wrong he was.

However, he never had a chance to make amends.

In this life, his adoptive parents have high expectations of him, as can be seen from his name, He Zhishu, which probably means to grow into a pillar.

But after He Zhishu showed the kind of traits that are completely unsuitable for the times, which in his own opinion is called acclimatization, and in the eyes of others is called lack of IQ.

The adoptive parents finally gave up those expectations and only asked him to be a peaceful librarian.

It's a pity that this time he still disobeyed his parents, left home, and signed up for Starfleet Academy.He wants to see what his father said to him in the last life, and he will keep in mind what his father said at that time. He wants to fly out of the Milky Way to see how vast the universe is, and use his own eyes to realize what his father didn't complete at the beginning. dream.

He really yearns for the stars and the sea.

So he decided to do his best.

"The night sky is still exactly the same as it was 1000 years ago."

In fact, the sky has been different for a long time. At least 1000 years ago, He Zhishu would not know that almost every star hanging on it is inhabited by a different kind of alien.

And they all have a fucking language of their own!

The operation in the grass went very smoothly, and A-Gump, covered in blood, slid out lightly, "Okay, I amputated the parts that would affect his recovery, and bandaged most of the wounds. What he needs now is a Quiet and clean environment for cultivation.”

He Zhishu watched it warily: "Why are you staring at me?" Two kilometers away!Don't expect him to be kind enough to take this bear-like creature home!

Forrest Gump: "Ten hours...perverted...cleaning up the robot..."

He Zhishu said irritably: "Okay, I understand!" He took out a white square object from his bag, pulled out a connecting wire from the back of A-Gump's body and plugged it in - the square was instantly activated and became A person-sized square board with a handle at one end.

A-Gump: "...you also brought a simple stretcher?"

He Zhishu: "If you don't shut up, I'll pull out your energy tank and let you go back on a stretcher with him!"

……

He Zhishu has no experience in caring for patients, but A-Gump has the ability to make trouble.

Bringing a bear home was exhausting enough for him, and A-Gump, who was standing and talking without pain in his back, started to fuss again: "Hey, you can't just put him there, a simple stretcher won't do any good for his wound recovery, go quickly Prepare some hot water and nutritious food, he looks a little sweaty, do you want to turn up the thermostat?"

He Zhishu roared and threw the stretcher down: "Enough!" Who is the master of this house!

With a bang, the man's head hit the floor completely. The huge impact startled He Zhishu, but the man seemed to have become conscious. He let out a jj j, his eyelids trembled slightly, and then opened his eyes without warning. He opened his eyes, and his pupils shot out a venomous and cold gaze like a poisonous snake.

This was enough to make He Zhishu's scalp tingling eyes make him let go of his hand suddenly because his heart stopped.

"Boom--!"

He Zhishu hurriedly helped the man up: "Are you okay?" He had already started to regret the moment the man woke up, what if he bumped into this guy and used this to blackmail him?

The lifted man slowly set his gaze on his right leg, which had apparently lost half.

His eyes were so vicious for a split second that he almost killed He Zhishu: "What did you do to my body!?"

He Zhishu suddenly took a step back, and was so frightened that he let go.

The man's head hit the ground again with a bang, the sound was clear and moving.

——Is this the third time?If this article was an idol drama routine, this guy would almost be smashed into amnesia.

"Calm down!" He Zhishu stroked his heart that was beating wildly, with an expression of 'you're still in trouble', "My auxiliary robot has checked you, and your leg has been scrapped. No If you cut it off, you will be unlucky. If you have money, you can install a pair of bio-mechanical legs yourself. Even if you have no money, if you really want to walk, there are many people in the legendary black market who are willing to take this kind of work..."

"where is it."

"Where is what?"

"The cut part."

"..." He Zhishu felt that there must be something wrong with this person's head. He said his leg was like a piece of meat ready to be eaten. Did he tell you where to pick it up and put it back again? "How do I know, it was probably thrown into the grass..."

"..."

A strange silence was interrupted by the sound of A-Gump Caracalla's wheel: "Actually, this gentleman. Your legs are here with me." It pointed to its own exhaust hole with its mechanical arm.

"...Why did you bring this thing back!" Now He Zhishu felt that the problem was with his own robot.Do you want to eat it when you bring it back?He's not so poor that he wants his robot to help save food!

"Oh," A-Gump rubbed his belly embarrassingly, "I have been treated as a trash can for a long time, and my learning chip has made me develop the habit of storing trash..."

"..." He should really consider changing to an auxiliary robot.

There was a sneer at the corner of the man's mouth, he stroked the well-bandaged wound on his body, and then moved his eyes to the face of his savior: "Do you know, I am an Akist from the Hubble K89 galaxy, Our species has a very high regenerative ability, and any wound will start to repair itself after three to six interstellar hours."

"..." Look at He Zhishu, this is what will happen to you if you are soft-hearted!Helped an alien who didn't need help at all!

"Another point is that because our regeneration ability is very powerful, if tissues of a certain size are separated from our body, under certain circumstances, they will gradually grow into brand new life forms."

"……"enough!How did he know that there are so many strange aliens in the universe, and he doesn't even know the catalog of galaxies by heart!Now it seems that the green-skinned Martian girl is really cute and outrageous!

"My name is Assas." The man's smile was so dazzling, but he didn't deserve a beating, "I think I need to live here for a while to properly settle the split body that I am about to grow. If you don't agree, I have no choice but to Kill you and then try to leave here to find a new foothold, don't look at me suspiciously, haven't you ever wondered where the wound on my body came from?" His eyes rolled slightly, "Or do you naively think that Does the person you save must be a good person who knows how to repay his kindness?"

"..."

Nima's.

He Zhishu thought, it really is good people who are not rewarded.

In the end, he was still blackmailed.

☆, the alien in the bathtub

He Zhishu, who carelessly took in unknown dangerous elements for a while, has been under a lot of pressure recently.

On the one hand, he has to try his best to survive under the clutches of dangerous elements, on the other hand, he has to maintain a certain amount of energy to complete his studies at the Starfleet Academy.

He felt that he had gone on the road of fine division forever!

According to the requirements of the dangerous elements, the bloody broken leg was finally placed in the bathtub filled with water in He Zhishu's home.The thermostat stabilizes the room temperature in the entire bathroom at forty degrees Celsius, which is also required by Assas, and it is said to be beneficial to the growth of fissions.

For this reason, He Zhishu lamented the magic of the Creator, while holding the real-time updated electricity bill that was rising steadily and shed tears of sadness.

It's not that He Zhishu didn't try to resist, threatened to call the police, but ended up being thrown down lightly by the dangerous elements-God knows why a person who lost a leg can still run as fast as Liu Xiang!You really are not an earthling!

The alien who suppressed the helpless earthman on the ground gave a sarcasm smile.

Then there was a click——

The next day, He Zhishu, who went to school with his arms clamped between two metal plates, once again became a legend in the academy.

According to A-Gump's calculations: "Master, your bone has a flat cross-section and no other soft tissue injuries. You only need to fix the wound and inject special medicine for three days to recover."

Thankfully, the money he spent on medical components was not wasted.

Also thanks for the cheap future pain reliever.

When he tied his arms, He Zhishu seemed to hear the alien staring at him thoughtfully: "It seems that carbon-based creatures need to be treated more gently." It's good to snap your fingers and snap them in half.

He Zhishu: "..."

He doesn't want to experience this kind of treatment again!

……

He Zhishu, a man who has broken his bones twice, knocked on the door of the alien language professor's office with a dejected face.

His direct professor, Long Feng, is conducting rigorous and dedicated research on an arthropod from [-] light-years away.

He Zhishu threw a memory card on the desk, which was the alien language homework he had finished overnight in the study last night.

Incidentally, he fell asleep in the study directly after finishing.

And his bedroom, wardrobe and most of the facilities are occupied by the evil alien.

——This day is really unbearable!

An intelligent robot chair automatically slid under He Zhishu's buttocks, and a handle for placing his injured arm was thoughtfully extended.

After finding a comfortable position and sitting firmly, he got straight to the point: "I met an alien."

Long Feng raised his head coldly: "I'm dissecting an alien." The arthropod in front of him twisted in horror.

He Zhishu leaned over curiously and curiously: "Does it understand Earth language?"

Long Feng went down with the knife without emotion, and the skin of the arthropod was gently cut open, revealing the milky white inner body. Although He Zhishu couldn't distinguish it with the naked eye, he knew that Long Feng must have a microscope that magnified tens of thousands of times. With the contact lens, you can see the hundreds of thousands of nerves covering this section of the penis, which is only the size of a knuckle.

"This is a creature from the Okur galaxy, and its characteristic is that it can learn the language of its environment within a few hours... It's a pity that they can't speak themselves, and can only communicate with the special brain wave induction between races. But The communication range is only 20 meters." Briefly explaining the origin of this creature, Long Feng slightly raised the corner of his eyes, "Tell me about the alien you met."

He Zhishu cleared his throat: "He comes from the Hubble K89 galaxy..."

The small milky white body snapped off at the sound.

Long Feng sighed regretfully: "You caused me to lose 70 worth of experimental materials, as compensation... come and tell me about that creature in the Hubble K89 galaxy!" Start sparkling.

He Zhishu: "...he fell by the side of the road, I rescued him, and now he lives with me."

Long Feng touched his chin with great interest: "He threatened you?"

He Zhishu nodded.

"Then why don't you resist?"

He Zhishu: "...Because he broke my bones as soon as I reacted against it. And..." He moved his face away somewhat unnaturally, "Forrest Gump is in his hands."

The evil aliens told him that if he tried to contact the police or reveal his whereabouts, the innocent little robot would be completely destroyed.

"Forrest Gump is a very primitive intelligent robot." He Zhishu's fingers drew circles on the desktop, "It can't find any replacement parts, and its system is too old to back up data. Cannot be reassembled again."

In other words, this is a fragile robot with only one life left.

In this era, people's hearts are indifferent and numb, and the lacrimal glands are almost dead.Even if it is a robot that is made exactly like a real person, it is just a tool in the eyes of humans.

Like a screwdriver, do you feel attached to a screwdriver?

He Zhishu will.

He comes from the sensitive 21st century, and his completely different growth experience makes his perception of things completely different from that of future humans.

There, girls mourn over the wilting of a pot of flowers; men cry because of winning or losing a ball game; a large number of island otaku will even die for a virtual image.

And A-Gump is an auxiliary robot who has accompanied He Zhishu for three full years.It gave him little trouble other than hardware issues.

No matter what, he couldn't watch it being crushed into a pile of scrap metal.

Long Feng threw the discarded experimental materials into the garbage recycling pipe, and walked to the table: "The Hubble K89 galaxy is a galaxy that we have not touched, because the creatures there almost refuse to establish contact with other galaxies. But my mentor I have been there before, and I heard that there was an S-class star fugitive active there... Does that guest have any information to tell you?"

He Zhishu thought for a while: "By the way, he said that he is from the Yak star."

Long Feng nodded: "I will look for information on this planet in the teacher's database, okay, let's take a look at your alien language homework. Last time your score was 30, I hope this time it will be at least It can reach 50." He inserted the homework card into the CD-ROM drive, his expression froze, "Okay, let's review the content of the last class."

He Zhishu has far-sighted eyes and is ready to fight.

……

Licking his nostrils all morning made He Zhishu feel extremely uncomfortable in his stomach and mind. After rubbing his nose and returning home, he was hit by a piece of metal on his face as soon as he entered the door: "You came back too late."

Assas slowly accused him.

He Zhishu could barely hold back the desire to growl, and suddenly found that the piece of metal that hit him on the face seemed familiar... "You promised that as long as I do what you say, I won't do anything to A-Gump!"

The poor little robot lacked a piece of iron on its head, and was lying on the head of the bed with its limbs drooping.

He Zhishu was completely angered.

With angry flames in his eyes, he rushed over and snatched A-Gump back. Seeing that it was shaking its arm weakly, it didn't respond to his movements at all, it seemed to have almost died of death, and it was in the midst of grief——suddenly, the light on A-Gump's head The red light is on: "Hey! Master, you are back! I just finished cleaning the kitchen!"

He Zhishu was stunned... What's the matter with such a cheerful tone! "...how did you not get hurt by him?"

A-Gump shook his arms joyfully: "Of course not, I feel good now! Really good!" His indicator light was flashing, and he didn't seem to be lying at all.

He Zhishu looked up in bewilderment and bewilderment, and Asas spread his hands, with a mix of snickering and sarcasm on his face: "There is a problem with the system settings of your robot, I asked it to pour water, and it actually poured water for me." Got the toothbrush! So I just dropped by and readjusted it."

Always taking the wrong things is Forrest Gump's old problem.

He Zhishu always thought that the bug was due to the low model, but the root cause was wrong settings.

"Then you should install its outer shell after you finish it! Don't you know that the internal structure of Forrest Gump is very fragile?" It is so fragile that a mouthful of vegetable soup will make it almost scrapped.

Assas raised his eyebrows: "This shell is not its model at all, which hinders its data input and causes motor failure. I suggest you get a new one for it."

Finally realizing that he had made a mistake and wronged someone, He Zhishu's face turned blue, and he flashed into the kitchen with A-Gump in his arms.

Since there is no money to install a robot assembly station, spare parts for his robots are stuffed in the kitchen cabinet.

He Zhishu chose a new shell to fit it on. A-Gump, who had obtained the new equipment, jumped off the stove and circled He Zhishu twice.

It also made He Zhishu's complexion extraordinarily tangled.

When he came out of the kitchen, he found Assas leaning on the bed and watching his Starfleet Academy homework.

"Hey!" Misblaming others made He Zhishu a little bit at a loss and guilty, and he was a little bit lacking in confidence when he got angry, "Didn't your mother tell you not to rummage through other people's things!"

Assas's expression loosened a bit, and then calmed down: "No, but I know that there are at least five mistakes and omissions on the first page of your alien language homework. If you use this language to deal with people from other galaxies, I'm afraid Sooner or later, an interstellar war will happen due to poor communication." After a pause, he said with a strange expression, "And how did you manage to translate any kind sentences into provocation and courtship?"

He Zhishu blushed and raised his head unconvinced: "I have only been in school for a month."

Assas turned off the computer and looked at him for a while: "I haven't been to school." But his Earth language is as fluent as a native.

He Zhishu said: "It doesn't matter, I believe that as long as I am willing to learn, I will learn not only Alter language, but also other complicated galaxy languages. When words come to satirize you, I allow you to ask me what they mean."

Assas: "Eighty types? You