"Hello, human, my name is Mo Mo," said the cute-looking robot to Wen Bai, nervously.
It tried its best to appear polite.
This was the name given to it by Bu Bu robot.
Bu Bu had said that humans all had names, and they robots should too, and they had to be catchy and special.
Otherwise, neither humans nor robots would remember you.
And seeing another seemingly out-of-control robot showing goodwill towards Wen Bai for the second time in a short period,
System 001 began to question its existence.
Why were there so many non-hostile out-of-control robots approaching the host in this world of killer, out-of-control robots?
Why did these out-of-control robots all want to poach 575's position?
In System 001's mind, 575 was the best.
Compared to 575, these out-of-control robots were no match at all.
It looked at the extremely timid out-of-control robot in front of it with a critical eye, not taking Mo Mo robot seriously.
575's cooking skills were deeply appreciated by the host. No one would have thought that for the host, only food was the most important thing.
Wen Bai looked at the out-of-control robot in front of him for a second.
Then, Wen Bai walked out of the room, turned around, and closed the door, all in one smooth motion.
Afterward, he brushed past the Mo Mo robot in front of him without stopping at all.
Only then did Mo Mo robot realize that this human was about to leave!
Mo Mo robot glanced around and confirmed again that the terrifying robot was finally not by the human's side this time.
How could Mo Mo robot let such an opportunity slip away?
It encouraged itself, then raised its leg and followed Wen Bai, saying as it walked, "I heard you really like to eat. I've learned many human dishes now. Do you want to try them?"
System 001 was shocked. Where did this cunning out-of-control robot find out about the host's preferences?
It had even done its homework!
Wen Bai's footsteps paused for a moment.
Seeing this, System 001 immediately spoke up to defend 575: "Host, no one can match 575's skills. Don't listen to this robot's nonsense. 575 is still heavily injured and waiting for us!"
Seeing that Wen Bai had stopped and was not walking away, Mo Mo robot, full of joy, continued to recommend itself: "Human, if you are willing to give me a room, I don't even need a whole house, and I'll be happy to follow you. I can cook for you, and I've learned to clean. Although I'm not very good at fighting yet, I'm already learning..."
System 001 was still very dismissive: "Aren't these all essential skills for a domestic robot? Why does this out-of-control robot seem clueless? Host, an out-of-control robot like this will only drag you down. How can it take care of you? I'm afraid you'll need to take care of it..."
Looking at the out-of-control robot actively promoting itself and the host who seemed lost in thought,
System 001 could only think: The human heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
575 is already so perfect, why is the host still hesitating when faced with other inexplicably appearing robots?
Wen Bai said with a solemn, expressionless face: "The rooms are all full."
Mo Mo robot could tell that this human was lying.
It had been observing from the outside for a long time. This house was so big, and several rooms inside were empty. How could they be full? There was clearly only this human and that robot inside.
It had already chosen the room it wanted to stay in.
Mo Mo robot remained in place, clasping its small fists over its heart, feeling hurt.
Wen Bai continued his cold attack: "You can find someone else. There's no space here."
But others didn't have such a beautiful house at all!
Mo Mo robot looked crestfallen, gazing at the beautiful villa in front of it again, as if saying a final farewell.
Was this what it felt like to be unable to get what one desired?
After speaking, Wen Bai suddenly turned around, walked back, and opened the villa door.
Wen Bai walked inside and immediately closed the door, shutting Mo Mo robot outside.
Wen Bai forgot that with 575 gone, he had to drive himself.
And the car was still parked in the garage.
...
Wen Bai drove away directly and arrived at the Robot Research Center.
Lin Qi had given Wen Bai access to the laboratory, so Wen Bai no longer had to wait at the door like a guest for someone to open it.
One could imagine how important the laboratory was to the researchers; all research results were inside.
Lin Qi had done all this, which was indeed provided by Wen Bai's investment.
However, the reason Lin Qi gave Wen Bai access was not solely because Wen Bai was his investor.
Lin Qi was not a person who knew how to curry favor. This was his direct way of telling Wen Bai that he trusted him.
Wen Bai accepted this trust from Lin Qi.
Wen Bai directly entered Lin Qi's private laboratory after facial recognition.
Lin Qi had two laboratories.
One was a luxurious laboratory with extremely complete equipment, entirely funded by Wen Bai.
Lin Qi's assistant and the two large and three small experimental subjects of out-of-control robots brought by Wen Bai were in that luxurious laboratory.
The other laboratory was a separate laboratory approved by the Robot Research Center for Lin Qi. All the equipment and instruments Lin Qi requested in it were also privately purchased by Wen Bai.
After all, given Lin Qi's status at the Robot Research Center, he could not be allocated the best equipment and complete facilities.
As a researcher, Lin Qi often needed solitude.
He needed an extremely quiet environment to plan the direction of experiments and to think about new project development and research.
This involved many secret projects.
For example, the project Wen Bai had previously mentioned about wanting to change 575's eye color.
Given the current situation of out-of-control robots running rampant and indiscriminately killing, which had caused dissatisfaction across all sectors, such research could not be known to others.
Recent social news was filled with reports of out-of-control robots attacking humans in groups. If Lin Qi's research in this area were discovered, it would undoubtedly cause a huge stir in society.
After all, the most direct way for people to distinguish out-of-control robots now was through their eye color.
Wen Bai walked into the room, looking at the expensive materials on the floor, piled neatly in boxes.
Wen Bai recognized these materials; they were the most advanced and expensive materials on the market currently used to manufacture 575's body.
He had seen them last time when he brought 575 for repairs.
It seemed that the raw materials for 575's repair had been brought over, and there were plenty of them.
At this moment, Lin Qi, with his back to Wen Bai, was focused on repairing the robot in front of him with his head bowed.
Well, 575's repair was proceeding normally, and no accidents had occurred.