Wen Bai's words of outright refusal were already at the tip of his tongue.
He paused as if he suddenly remembered something.
Wen Bai looked at the out-of-control robot in front of him and confirmed, "Are you really willing to do anything?"
Robot 575 in front of Wen Bai's eyes flickered slightly, and his fists clenched instantly.
System 001 also sensed that things were not going well and immediately issued a reminder, "Host, the out-of-control robots in that place are all a bit abnormal, so it's best to be cautious."
The out-of-control robot in front of him seized the opportunity and quickly replied, "Yes, Master, I can do anything, as long as you don't send me back and let me stay, Master!"
Afterward, Wen Bai tilted his head slightly and asked his robot 575, "Is the person who sent it here still outside?"
575 suppressed the urge to turn his head and replied with a standard smile, in his usual tone and voice, "Yes, Master."
Wen Bai was satisfied. "Tell the person outside that I'll take this out-of-control robot."
"Okay, Master." With that, 575 turned and walked towards the door at an extremely slow pace.
He had never felt that walking would be so difficult, and his steps so heavy.
Was it a problem with his mechanical parts?
He lowered his gaze, and the clenched fist was desperately controlled to relax…
Inside the villa's dining room.
The out-of-control robot that remained showed a subtle triumphant smile.
Aren't all humans full of sympathy and love their pitiful appearance?
As expected, as soon as it showed a weak expression, this human quickly agreed to keep it.
The out-of-control robot thought to itself that as long as it didn't have to go back to that place, there was nothing it couldn't do.
Moreover, this human seemed much better than the humans it had seen before.
The robot glanced around, although the place was large, and there was already a robot.
But one robot was enough, wasn't it?
It was secretly making career plans in its heart.
Before being sent here, those humans had given it the information of the human in front of it.
Only by understanding the master's preferences can one quickly win their favor.
According to the surveillance at the time, this human didn't seem to have much interest in out-of-control robots; he seemed more interested in alcohol.
He had drunk no less than 8 kinds of alcoholic beverages in the lounge.
The out-of-control robot, being very savvy and proactive, walked up to Wen Bai, picked up the glass of juice on the table, and refilled Wen Bai's half-empty glass.
It leaned close to Wen Bai, bent down, and unabashedly showcased its figure as it asked in a low voice, "Master, do you have any instructions now?"
Wen Bai didn't correct the out-of-control robot's address. He picked up the juice in front of him and took a sip with a blank expression.
When 575 returned to the villa's dining room after seeing off the person outside, he saw this scene.
Wen Ziyue's residence.
At this moment, Wen Ziyue was sitting on a spacious sofa, engrossed in his electronic device.
He was handling his daily essential official business.
About ten meters away from him, his robot stood motionless.
Ren Liuliu was holding a small instrument on his robot, placing it on the robot's body as she recorded and modified data.
Beside the person and the robot, on a very large stone table, more than ten dishes of cooked food were neatly arranged.
Ren Liuliu picked up her chopsticks and took a bite of the dish closest to her.
Then, she thought for a moment and made minor adjustments to the data again.
After adjusting, she turned her head and asked, "Mr. Wen, do you prefer sweet or savory?"
Wen Ziyue replied without looking up, "I don't eat sweet things; other than that, anything is fine."
"Okay." After speaking, Ren Liuliu continued to adjust.
Wen Ziyue's robot stood there, looking at the woman in front of it with confusion, letting Ren Liuliu tamper with it.
After the debugging was completed, Ren Liuliu said, "It's done. Make one more dish, this one."
Ren Liuliu pointed to the dish she had just eaten.
The robot turned and walked towards the kitchen.
It still couldn't understand why its master was so fixated on food and insisted on having it make so many dishes, especially since the master didn't eat them and they were mostly thrown away.
The robot glanced at the large trash can in the kitchen and thought its master was truly wasteful; energy shouldn't be wasted like this.
Seeing the robot go to the kitchen, Ren Liuliu sat down by the table.
She took out her portable notebook and carefully compared the data from earlier.
The sun was very good today, and the house had excellent natural light. Sunlight fell on Ren Liuliu, and she was comfortably enveloped by the warmth.
Wen Ziyue finished his work and wanted to see the progress of his robot.
He looked up and saw Ren Liuliu bathed in light. Ren Liuliu had pushed her hair behind her ear and happened to turn her head at that moment.
Ren Liuliu saw Wen Ziyue looking in her direction and smiled at him.
In that instant, Wen Ziyue actually found the woman quite attractive.
After Wen Ziyue came back to his senses, he spoke first, "How is the progress?"
"Mr. Wen can come and review today's results." Ren Liuliu put away her notebook and stood up.
At this moment, the robot came out carrying a plate of steaming hot food.
Wen Ziyue's nose twitched, "It smells good."
"Mr. Wen, would you like to try?"
Wen Ziyue picked up a piece of chicken with his chopsticks and chewed it carefully, commenting, "It's better than before."
Although the progress was slow, there was still progress.
"By the way, you mentioned before that you wanted to return to the Robot Research Center? I've already made arrangements; you can report tomorrow." Wen Ziyue said casually.
Ren Liuliu was not surprised. The person who valued her at the Robot Research Center had already inquired about this news for her.
The Robot Research Center had already issued a notice.
But this did not prevent her from putting on a show of surprise and ignorance at the moment, "Really? Then, thank you so much, Mr. Wen."
Wen Ziyue didn't mind; such matters were a simple word for him.
Wen Ziyue added again, "This time, a special group focusing on the food research direction of robots has been established, and you are the team leader."
Ren Liuliu was momentarily taken aback. She knew that her return to the Robot Research Center was not to waste time teaching robots how to research recipes.
However, being able to return was good. She would return to the Robot Research Center first and figure out other things later.
Ren Liuliu smiled and assured Wen Ziyue, "Mr. Wen, don't worry, I will do my best to improve the robots' shortcomings in cooking."