System 001 saw this and asked, "Host, do you know how to solve it now? Let 575 give you a lesson on basic human physiology when you have time. We need to blend into various worlds, so we can't afford to make mistakes on this."
It sounded reasonable.
Wen Bai: "Mm."
Wen Bai felt uncharacteristically uncomfortable, though he put on a brave face.
However, regarding the solution to this situation, Wen Bai recalled what happened that morning. Although he found it novel and even pleasant, he was still unaccustomed to losing control of himself.
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Amusement parks are a child's favorite.
On weekends, the largest amusement park in the city is always filled with countless parents bringing their children to play.
Even though there are long, endless queues in front of every attraction.
And standing out from the crowds, who were in groups and accompanying each other, was a woman in a long black hooded dress.
While everyone else was discussing which ride to go on next, she was idly standing aside, looking at her phone with disinterest.
As the crowd dispersed, she walked to the edge of the crowd, as if too many people made her feel uncomfortable.
A woman with short hair, black-rimmed glasses, and a long hooded dress bought a bottle of water and leaned against a chair, resting.
Although she appeared to be resting, her gaze was fixed on a spot a few meters away.
There, a little boy was waiting for his mother to buy him an ice cream.
His mother tried to take his hand, wanting him to choose for himself.
He directly shook off his mother's hand and went to grab the hand of the man standing behind him.
The child raised his hands high, grabbing the fingers of the much taller man, and then gestured for him to pick him up.
The man picked up the child so he could see the variety of ice creams in the display case. The child then laughed "hehehe" and pointed at the display case.
If one could see from the front, they would realize this was no human, but a male-shaped domestic household robot with deep blue eyes.
The young mother, whose hand had been released and who was following behind them, said nothing. She merely looked at her child with a hint of helplessness, letting him find the playmate he wanted to be with at that moment.
The male-shaped domestic household robot with deep blue eyes looked at the child holding his neck and smiled with pleasure, a standard robot smile.
And on the seat.
The short-haired woman's phone vibrated silently.
She took a sip of water, screwed the cap back on, but her gaze did not leave her target for a moment.
She then picked up her phone and answered.
"Hello?"
The person on the other end was very direct: "I will deliver what you want to you tonight."
The woman's voice was cold: "If you can do it, I will consider what you said."
"That's good. You know we don't do business at a loss."
The woman was somewhat impatient: "I will do what I promised. You just need to give me what I want first."
Within a few words, the two domestic household robots had already moved in another direction. Ren Liu Liu immediately hung up the phone and got up to follow.
As she walked, she quickly put on the mask that had been resting on her chin.
Ren Liu Liu was never someone who easily placed her trust in others. Her life experiences had led her to harbor a degree of distrust and suspicion towards everyone and everything around her.
Given the power and influence of those who made promises to her, this matter should not have gone wrong.
But Ren Liu Liu felt there were always other possibilities, even if they were very slim, capable of causing a change.
What she wanted, she always obtained by herself.
She never placed her hope solely on one person or one organization.
Her things, she had to watch over them herself to feel at ease.
After all, runaway robots were always very cunning.
The weekend amusement park was bustling with people everywhere.
Yet, Ren Liu Liu's sharp eyes spotted some individuals who were likely there to help her achieve her goal.
Ren Liu Liu concealed herself, sitting on a stone step some distance away, pretending to rest.
And her target in the distance, the runaway robot with blue eyes that had disguised itself very well, was taking its young master to the drop tower in the amusement park.
The drop tower, a wonderfully fitting name.
The name alone was filled with speed and danger.
But such a ride shouldn't be suitable for the young master, should it?
The robot with deep blue eyes looked up at the towering amusement facility in front of it, a hint of worry in its eyes.
It then turned to look at its young master. Could the young master, being so small, really ride this?
"Young master..."
This is a bit dangerous. Shall we change to something else, like the carousel?
The robot was about to say this.
But...
"I want to ride this. You'll play with me, won't you?" The robot with blue eyes looked at its young master pouting and acting cute.
Its thoughts turned to: As long as the young master is happy, it's not impossible. Besides, it's still here! It can protect the young master, just as the young master protected it.
"Let's go, we'll go now." The child looked at the people going up and down on the machines, his eyes wide with envy.
The robot, which had intended to dissuade him, changed its mind as soon as it heard the child's words, saying matter-of-factly: "Since the young master wants to play, we'll play."
The child was overjoyed and hugged the male-shaped domestic household robot, giving it a peck on the cheek.
The domestic household robot displayed its standard robotic smile, but only the little boy in front of it could see the smile in its eyes.
The child, hugging the male-shaped domestic household robot, said, "It's so good that you're back."
It nodded.
It was also good to see the young master again and to be able to protect him.
The child's mother stood a few steps behind, smiling at her child.
With the return of the domestic household robot, their family had finally returned to a normal life.
At the time, their child had been somewhat withdrawn, and they were uneasy about hiring a nanny. Seeing the advertisement on television, they had purchased a domestic household robot to care for him.
She had never expected that a domestic household robot could actually help her child emerge from his autistic state.
After her child got along very well with the domestic household robot, he had always felt that it was a living person.
He kept calling it "brother."