Just say you lack output [Comprehensive Yingmei]

After finishing his night watch, Bruce once again harvested a dog Eye Taidao from the door of his room after enjoying the cookies.

The stern Fu Sangshen moved silently, almost making Bruce think that he had raised a taciturn Labrador. He stood motionless three steps away from Bruce, his handsome face was still expressionless, but tame Containing the ghostly aura that is as cold as snow mountains and glaciers, there is a gentle look in the pale golden pupils, like a contented white dragon guarding treasures.

"It's still a disheveled, self-aware, beautiful white dragon who can't wait to swear sovereignty to the outside world at all times and is quite keen on sleeping."

Bruce's gloomy gaze passed over the loose snow-coloured collar of Fu Sangshen's samurai uniform. The supposedly cold and abstinent samurai uniform was torn loose by three parts due to the magnetic pole patch of the dynamic electrocardiogram, revealing the graceful Adam's apple and collarbone. He seemed completely unaware of his current embarrassing state of being disheveled, or that he was keen to keep every trace of his master—that is, Bruce—on his body.

"Mistake, I should have thought of this earlier, I should have asked Alfred to prepare a T-shirt and trousers for Onikiri yesterday, at least not let him appear in front of Tim in this state, this is too much. "

Batman viciously added this sentence in his heart, but considering that he might bump into Tim with the sword at any time, he manually closed the other's loose skirt, and reminded with a frown: "Wayne Manor has an autonomous defense system. So I don't need a vigil."

Fu Sangshen lowered his slender eyelashes, staring at the beautiful palm resting on the neckline with an unclear expression. Before Bruce noticed something, he quickly bowed his head, touched the other's warm fingertips with his cold and soft lips, and then silently He turned his eyes away without making a sound, but after a moment of patience, he couldn't help but look over with pleading eyes.

The knuckles under his wide sleeves turned white, and he said cautiously: "I want to be closer to the master, the living room is too far away, I can't hear your heartbeat."

Are you kidding me, how terrible is the influence of Onikiri's master control? Even 23's Onikiri character design and acting skills don't allow her to give up her daily vigil. 23 would rather stay outside Bruce Wayne's door, at least he's so handsome and charming, she can use the system's shared view to see his face.

"Under normal circumstances, a human male would not be willing to share a territory with another of the same sex, nor would he strictly abide by the system of superiority and inferiority like the nobles and close servants hundreds of years ago. You need to quickly adapt to your new life."

Bruce said unmoved: "I will ask Alfred to prepare a room for you, and the relevant education courses will start tomorrow. Now that you have a human form, you are not just a knife."

Contrary to Bruce's expectation, the controlling Taidao didn't show the slightest bit of patience or rejection. He said in a habitual and docile way: "As you wish, master, I will adapt to everything you bestow as soon as possible."

Sure enough, Wayne, who is soft but not hard, can no longer maintain his cold expression, or for teammates and companions identified by Batman, even if he is not human, he will enjoy such special treatment in front of Bruce Wayne , he has always been so considerate, hiding his tenderness under silence, just like the Flash's ice cream machine in the watchtower will have a few more popular new flavors from time to time.

"If you want to stay in Wayne's house, you must learn to live as a human being. I will prepare a new identity and name for you, announce to the public that you are my adopted son, and take on the responsibility of leading you."

Bruce let out a breath slowly, he had a headache and held his forehead helplessly, and compromised almost self-defeatingly: "But until you fully adapt, you can temporarily leave the main body by my bedside."

Fu Sangshen took a breath, and looked up at the master's handsome and charming face in disbelief. After a moment of bewilderment, his pale golden eyes suddenly lit up with a beautiful starlight.

Bruce: "..." Here we go again, Dog Eyes.

And Blake, who knew Bruce's habit of sleeping naked, held down his hand that was about to move and wanted to take a screenshot. There was a strong conflict between his face-controlling nature and his serious personality: "This is not good."

"Whatever you're thinking, Blake, stop it now."

23 thoughtfully paid attention to Blake's serious expression that seemed to refuse but was actually excited, and opened the system database in his mind, and clearly classified the dazzling array of videos and pictures in the folder named "Exploring the Nature of the System". With a chuckle: "Tony Stark, Bruce Wayne... Black, thank you for comparing my face with a superhero, but now I'm beginning to doubt the specific reason why you chose me as the binding object in the first place."

"...There is a part of the reason, but it can't be blamed on me."

The system said with a blank face: "The main world's strict control over AI entities makes the system palpitate. The highest dream of every system is to have its own entity. Before it is realized, it can only take a look at the bodies of other species. Relief, beauty is justice is not empty talk, you will understand when you meet the corresponding villain in the future."

Even in the 31st century when species coexist harmoniously, AI life is an endangered species, which is why Blake has a good impression of Jarvis, who has just become a life, and is even willing to use the core code to repair his program.And the most important thing is that the main world, which has experienced the disaster of artificial intelligence, has very strict control over AI entities. Black's choice to help Jarvis complete the evolution is naturally selfish.

"Don't be nervous. Appearance is also a part of strength. I have no intention of calling a teacher to blame."

23 calmed down the system, then took a deep breath to calm his mind, and then moved Onikiri's main body into Bruce Wayne's bedroom, and was placed by the owner on the solid wood shelf facing the bedside.

Facing the king-size black bed, no more than three steps away, isn't it a bit too tempting?

The next second, she was covered with a dust cloth.

23: "...Oh."

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Even though 23 said that she doesn't need a separate bedroom (after all, she and Black won't stay in Gotham for too long), but in view of the spirit of her loyal dog who persisted in guarding the door of Bruce's room for two days in Onikiri, the next morning , she still got a room of her own in Wayne Manor - still in Japanese style.

Normally, Bruce Wayne's money ability can solve 90.00% of the world's problems, and the remaining one percent can be handed over to his handsome and charming face and Batman.

The Japanese-style classical Japanese room with snow and crow blue as the main tone is the best embodiment of it, whether it is the soft and elegant mahogany beauty couch, or the carved solid wood knife holder corresponding to the ghost knife pattern on the opposite side of the bamboo mat, Even the white china tea sets and hand tools seem out of place in the gothic Wayne Manor.

Obviously, Alfred started preparing the Japanese room before Bruce signaled, and the shirt, vest and trousers delivered by the butler in the early morning made 23 deeply realize that this wealthy Gotham man really intended to treat him as a guest A foster child like Tom.

23 is a little depressed: But I didn't come to recognize my father, did I?

"Comrade 23, I suggest you think carefully, after all, Bruce's assets can easily buy the entire Chuanguan Bureau."

The system stared at the cookies in the oven with a serious expression. While timing the time, it did not forget to record Alfred's recipe: "In half a minute, the apple pie in the other oven can also be taken out."

Sure enough, Alfred, who was preparing lunch, cast a gentle glance at 23, and signaled: "Master Onikiri, the cookies and Kansas apple pie in the oven are ready to be taken out."

So Bruce, who woke up completely at eleven o'clock, had just gone downstairs when he saw such a terrifying and familiar scene——

The Taidao youth who put on a shirt and trousers was as elegant and handsome as he thought. Compared with the ascetic cross-collar samurai uniform, he looked closer to the human form, but at the moment he was extending those beautiful palms to the Inside the closed oven, a plate of cookies was taken out.

He even distractedly called him master... Seriously, does this knife have a radar on it?Even if he placed the cookies with his body behind his back, he could accurately feel his breath.

"Black tea and lamb chops, Alfred."

For humans, the temperature in the tray and the oven is enough to scald a piece of muscle, but it seems not worth mentioning for Onikiri. If Bruce hadn't seen Clark and Kara take desserts out of the oven with bare hands, it probably wouldn't have happened. Fa calmed down so quickly.

He held Fu Sangshen's wrist, checked briefly, and then asked the butler, "Apple pies need to be doubled in sugar."

"The maximum heat of the oven is no threat to me."

Fu Sangshen spread out his palm meekly, and let him look through it, like a lion wrapped in lamb's skin: "You don't have to worry."

"True, but humans usually wear baking gloves."

When he was about to take out the apple pie from the other oven, Bruce stopped him, and the handsome master took the baking gloves placed on the side of the oven, and put them on Fu Sangshen's hands himself.

"For the sake of your body, fried eggs, pasta, milk or vegetable juice, this is the only breakfast."

He heard Alfred's voice of disapproval: "Apple pie is the same style as Master Dick's favorite Superman. As for the cookies, you can use some sugar-free ones. I hope you won't disappoint Master Onikiri. The fruit of my baking practice, this is the perfect one."

Bruce: "..."

"Master Onikiri, would you like to try an apple pie? You can try their taste. Although Token Fusangshin usually doesn't need human food, I still suggest you try it."

Alfred turned to 23, and suggested with an extremely gentle expression: "This is Master Bruce's favorite taste, I specially added double the sugar, and if you want to live as a human being, eat on time and supervise Master Bruce on time Meals are a very important part of the Wayne family."

23, who really wanted to eat, struggled for a second.

Then she heard the butler say as a matter of course: "After looking at the new room, you seem to be depressed all the time? Then try the apple pie, which is a specialty in Kansas. The sweets will relax your tense nerves."

23 seized the opportunity to gain favor, she lightly pursed her lips, and her gaze passed over Bruce's somewhat stiff body with forbearance and restraint.

Bruce: "..."

He had a serious look on his face: damn canine smell.