Only my golden finger has bugs in the world

The birthday present that Si Yan was going to give Father Meng was actually something else.

During the two months after he returned from abroad, in addition to taking over the affairs of Meng's company, making gifts for Meng's father in the research laboratory took up most of his time and mind.

Originally, he planned to finish it in the laboratory of country F, but under the supervision of relevant departments, some things were really inconvenient to do, so he could only complete some parts first, and then returned to China to continue.

When the banquet was over and the two of them returned to Meng's house together, Si Yan called Father Meng to stop and went to the study with him.

In the study room, in the exquisite gift box that was opened, lay a silver Rubik's Cube quietly.

This Rubik's Cube is made of an extremely rare special metal, and it presents a low-key and elegant dark silver as a whole.It is much smaller than the common Rubik's Cube on the market, only a quarter of the size of the hand.

Father Meng's face was a little confused. What does it mean to give him a Rubik's Cube?He subconsciously guessed,? Did Xiao Li take the wrong gift?

Then he subconsciously asked, "Xiao Li, did you take it by mistake?"

Si Yan stretched out his plain and slender fingers, and took out the Rubik's Cube from the gift box.

"Number One, come out." Qinglie's voice was as indifferent and pleasant as the ringing of broken jade rings.

Father Meng was still wondering who Xiao Li was talking to.

As for Si Yan's words, it seemed that a certain mechanism had been activated. The small silver Rubik's Cube broke away from Si Yan's hand and flew into midair, where a small figure emerged from the Rubik's Cube.

He is a young and fresh boy,? He looks only thirteen or fourteen years old, his body is phantom, he bowed playfully to Si Yan and Father Meng, showing an innocent and cute smile, Then he said slightly aggrieved: "Grandpa, hello, dad, but I'm not called the cold number one, I'm dad's son, I want a name like dad's son."

It's true to say that, because this young man's face is eight points like Si Yan's, he is a shrunken version of Si Yan, but there is an extra black tear mole under the corner of his left eye, which adds a bit of innocence and confusion to him for no reason. His personality, coupled with his lively words and deeds, can easily distinguish him from the cold-tempered Si Yan.

The phantom floated to Father Meng's side. He was well-behaved, with a playful personality and a particularly sweet mouth, which immediately made Father Meng fall in love with this "grandson" who looked very similar to Si Yan.

Holding the Rubik's Cube in his hand, he asked in surprise, "Xiao Li, what is this?"

"He is No. [-], the most perfect robot made in the previous laboratory. He has broken away from the ranks of ordinary robots and has independently developed the ability to think."

"The legendary intelligent robot?" Meng's father widened his eyes and asked in surprise. This is a high-tech that only appears in science fiction movies.

"Yes."

"Why didn't you make a body for it, and it just lived in the Rubik's Cube like this?"

Father Meng looked at the little boy who only reached his shoulder, and wanted to touch his head, but his hand went straight through its body, and what he caught was a cloud of air, Father Meng felt a little distressed.

No. [-] showed a very playful smile, and explained: "It's none of my father's business. Actually, No. [-] is too special. It would be uncomfortable to use ordinary metal as the body, and I can't find enough special metal to make the body, but Living in the Rubik's Cube is also very good." It puffed up its chest and said with a little pride, "That is the home that Dad specially made for me, and I like it very much."

Meng's father looked at it with even more distressed eyes. This silly boy, this Rubik's Cube is so small, it must be crowded inside, but it is still so happy.

The white lotus system in the ring listened silently, muttering distressedly in his heart, this is a Rubik's cube made of super high-grade materials, the space inside is comparable to a small county town, and the area is very large.

No. [-] walked around the room, looking very happy, and said: "Besides, living in the Rubik's Cube, grandpa can carry No. [-] with him. No. [-] in the Rubik's Cube can see the outside world. Time No. [-] will protect Grandpa." It said raising its clenched hands, its cute and strong appearance instantly melted Father Meng's heart.

Si Yan added from the side, and said calmly: "No. [-] is right, father, when I made it, it was just out of an inspiration, and it was revised and revised many times later, and it succeeded."

"It has a lot of functions, such as mobile phone voice calls, searching information, ordering food, business reminders, records, etc. Hundreds of functions, and its IQ has reached 200, which is higher than the IQ of most people in the world High, you can learn everything very quickly.”

Hearing this, No. [-] proudly puffed out his chest and nodded proudly.

"Yes, there are a lot of things for No. [-] meeting." After speaking, it ran to Si Yan's side very aggrieved, looked up at Si Yan with tearful eyes, "Dad, No. [-] doesn't like the name No. [-]." , Dad, give number one a name."

It was created by Si Yan, and the first thing it sees when it wakes up is Si Yan. Although it is a robot, it also has the admiration that human children have for their parents, so it especially wants to get close to Si Yan, and desperately wants to Get a "son" from dad.

Si Yan ignored its pitiful pleading eyes, "You don't want to be called number one? Then call it Meng Yi." Si Yan's voice was like thin ice in spring, clear and clear, not exactly cold, but with It's cool and refreshing.

No. [-] pouted aggrievedly, the name Meng Yi doesn't sound good, papa, you are too perfunctory for me.

Father Meng looked at No. [-]'s aggrieved and cute little face, and gave Si Yan a distressed look, "How can I give my grandson such an ugly and casual name?" After a little thought, he said, "Why don't we call him Meng Gan, Lang? , Langgan looks like pearls, which has a good meaning. What do you think of this name on the [-]st?"

No. [-], no, it should be called Meng Gan now, happily bouncing up and down to Father Meng, nodding vigorously, "Yeah, thank you grandpa. I like it. No. [-] likes this name very much. No. [-] is Dad and Grandpa." My little baby, it will be announced on the first day, and the name will be officially changed to Meng Gan on the first day."

Meng Gan stayed in the study for a while, and after studying the things in the study, he felt a little bored. It is still a newborn, and when it was curious about everything, it asked Si Yan, " Papa, Meng Gan wants to go outside."

"Go, be careful not to let others see you."

"Don't worry, Baba," it patted its chest, and said confidently, "Meng Gan is equipped with a sensor system, which can predict the surrounding situation in advance, and won't let outsiders see me."

After Meng Gan left, Meng's father put on a straight face and asked Si Yan seriously, "Did Meng Gan be researched by your laboratory? I don't understand these things, but I didn't expect your laboratory to produce such advanced technological products. The tree attracts the wind, what on earth are you thinking?"

There have been advanced theories of artificial intelligence in the world for a long time, but so far no one has been able to develop artificial intelligence in the true sense.But Meng Gan is different. Compared with all the robots on the market, it is too lively and agile, and it is too much like a person. If its phantom body does not reveal that it is not human, it will definitely be regarded as a real robot. people.

Meng Gan is the world's first real artificial intelligence.

This is his conclusion.

And such a miraculous thing was actually born in the hands of his son, he felt very proud and a little worried in his heart.

"Father, Menggan is just a gift from me to you. It will appear at a suitable time in the future." Menggan is not as simple as the artificial intelligence that Father Meng said. A rudimentary intellectual brain, which he used for three years, was made with reference to the white lotus system, and such a thing that is far beyond the technology of this world is really not suitable for appearing in the open now, and can only appear at the right time, secretly promoting this Technological development of the world.

Father Meng's eyes were a bit complicated, but the hand holding the Rubik's Cube was still tightly grasped, and he couldn't put it down. He really liked this gift very much.

"It's up to you. But what if Meng Gan runs out of battery? How to replenish energy for it?"

"Don't worry, air, solar energy and other gases can provide energy for Menggan. From now on, father will carry Menggan with you. It can protect you." His voice was still faint, but it carried a reassuring warmth.

. . . . . . .

"What's the current situation in the studio?" Si Yan's voice was extremely cold, like a cold day, exuding a chilling aura. You don't need to touch it, you can feel a chill lingering in your heart for a long time Can't fade away.

The assistant on the opposite side complained incessantly, how should I tell the boss about this.

He sat upright, and replied: "Boss, I'm afraid the studio will not be able to move back to China in a short time. You don't know, your side was stolen just after getting on the plane, and the police went there before calling the police. Under the guise of looking for clues, they blatantly flipped through..."

Speaking of this, he was also very angry, "Fortunately, when you returned to China, you took the important materials back, and all the things you stole were dispensable. Now I am dealing with a series of follow-up bad things."

"You don't have to give up those devices. You can talk about it after you go back to China."

If he continued to stay in country F, the next step would be to detain him.

The assistant obviously also thought about this aspect, bought a plane ticket immediately, packed up his things and prepared to return home.

After hanging up the phone, Si Yan sneered, seeing that many coveted things had been produced in his studio in the past few years, and wanted to try his luck while he was away, but unfortunately, it was a step too late.

At this time, the ring on Si Yan's left finger flashed white, and a weak voice appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, "Boss, can you let me go now?"

The White Lotus system is really crying now, and now it feels more than once that it came to this world to do missions, it is definitely because of the bad luck he has accumulated for hundreds of years that has accumulated in this world.When it was first caught by Si Yan, it thought that the boss was just curious about it and would let it go after studying its structure.

Unexpectedly, pit dad, who would have thought that this boss would suddenly want to create a technological product beyond this world.Not only cut away two-thirds of his energy, but also used the large amount of points left by Chu Ran's previous attack to exchange for the materials used to make the brain in the interstellar world. Because it is too expensive and rare, the last exchanged The material was only enough to make a small Rubik's Cube, and in the end the hateful boss even used the Kaizhi Purification Liquid that he had treasured for many years on Meng Gan.

It's really a pain in the flesh.

Now that it has long been unable to hate, it hopes that Si Yankan will spare its life and let it go when it has paid so much and is already in such a miserable situation.

"What do you think?" Si Yan's voice was even more pleasant than the echo of icy water dripping from the depths of the iceberg, but it made the heart of the Bailianhua system fall into the ice instantly.

It's over, it seems that there is no hope for the boss to take the initiative to let it go, it can only pray for the boss to leave this world quickly.

54250 also couldn't understand what Si Yan was thinking, [Host, half of the mission time has passed, what are your thoughts. 】

How does he feel, the host already has the feeling that he is arranging the funeral.

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to name No. [-] Meng Lang, but then I read it myself, Meng Lang Meng Lang... forget it.

In other words, teaching elementary school students is too tiring and exhausted all my energy. When will such days end.