I Really Like That Guy!

Although she knew that the robot in front of her was the only intelligent robot in the world, Arlo didn't have the patience to communicate with him more. Now she wanted to see what went wrong with his chip and what caused him to be born. intelligent?

She folded her arms and said to the robot: "I know you can understand me, open the master identification system for me, or I will send you to destroy now."

After a pause, he added: "Trust me, I can do it."

A blue light flashed in the man's black eyes, and he looked up at her with a little grievance in his eyes.

"drop--"

With a soft sound, the robot raised his hand, stretched his long white fingers to his chest, lowered his head, and slowly began to unbutton the shirt he was wearing.

The clothes he was wearing should have been put on by Miss Liu. The well-cut white shirts and black trousers were all high-end brand names on the market. The fabrics were ironed without any wrinkles, and they looked gentlemanly and elegant when worn.

A Luo's expression remained unchanged, and he looked at him lightly as he unbuttoned his buttons, revealing his pale jade chest.

Above the man's chest, probably on the heart, a piece of skin disappeared, revealing a small black crystal display screen underneath.

A red light flashed on the display, and the robot raised its head and said with a flat mouth, "Please press your finger on the display."

Arlo: "..."

She couldn't help but frown, feeling a little headache.

"I remember, as early as a few decades ago, the robot identification system was using gene entry, sclera entry, and fingerprint entry. What kind of outdated technology is this!?"

The robot replied in a straightforward manner: "This is what Miss Liu asked, she thinks it will look more romantic and retro."

A Luo is speechless: "...It's really retro."

As for romance? Sorry, don't think so.

Since it is a custom robot, it is normal to be different from the market. After all, everyone has their own hobbies.

She raised her hand, raised her index finger and pressed the tip of her finger on the display.

Inevitably, her palm was also attached to the man's chest. Not only did the skin of the bionic man exude warmth, but there was even a pacing beating of the heart where she pressed her fingertips, one after another with strong heartbeats, making her feel like she was on the move. The illusion of touching a man's heart.

Not to mention, it turned out to be a bit romantic.

"What's under this?" The input time was a bit long, and I wonder if it was set on purpose, Arlo randomly asked a topic.

She doesn't know much about the production of androids. She is most familiar with chips. As for the internal structure and body design of androids, it is the work of structural engineers.

"It's my heart," the robot said solemnly.

Arlo reminded coldly: "The android has no heart."

The man opened a pair of amber eyes, which made him look like a pure sense of unknown world, like a naive child: "The power source of the human body comes from the heart, why can't my power source be called the heart?"

This...is actually quite reasonable, a little irrefutable.

"So this is your drive unit?"

"Yes." The robot nodded.

"Why isn't it okay?" Arlo has been pressing on it for at least five minutes. Generally, it only takes three seconds for robots on the market to recognize the main program!

The robot gave an "ah" and said slowly, "It's ready, master, you can put your hands down."

A Luo couldn't help frowning: "Well, why didn't you say anything?"

She quickly retracted her hand, perhaps because she pressed it for too long, and a little sweat appeared in her palm.

The man blinked and said innocently, "You didn't ask me."

I don't know if it was because of the mechanical sound, but this sentence sounded inexplicably sarcastic.

Arlo: "..."

If those people in the company have communicated with this robot, they must be able to see that he is different, and it can be seen from the short time she gets along with him.

"Why did Miss Liu send you back?" Arlo suddenly became curious about this question.

The robot tilted its head, as if thinking and recalling. This time he spent a little more time, five minutes in the past.

He just said, "She said I'm not what she wanted."

Hearing his answer, Arlo only felt as expected. She has heard of Miss Liu. After all, she is a regular customer of their company. Basically, every time a new bionic person is released, Miss Liu will place an order.

Miss Liu prefers gentlemen and elegant men. Most of the customized robots have this kind of temperament, and this time it should be the same.

Although she hasn't figured out the character of this robot yet, she can be sure that he must not be an elegant gentleman.

"Okay, since I'm your master now, I'll give you a name first."

As soon as Arlo finished speaking, the dull robot immediately said, "Master, after I woke up, I named myself."

"Oh? What's it called?" A Luo was a little surprised, she remembered that the heroine in the book also named him, called Zero Zero Seven.

The corners of the man's mouth rose slightly, and he couldn't control his facial expressions well. This smile looked a little distorted, like a professional fake smile from a business.

"My name is Seventy-Eight, Master." The robot said with a smile.

A Luo: "..." It's not as good as Zero Zero Seven! This looks like his own production number.

But she didn't bother to continue entangled with him on these meaningless things. Since she became the master of Zero Zero Seven, No, Seventy-Eight, she had the right to order him.

Even if this is an intelligent robot, he still needs to follow the code instructions engraved on the terminal chip. There are three inviolable instructions in the robot code. Once disobeyed, the self-destruction system will be activated.

One: Robots must not harm humans.

Second: Robots must not harm the rights and interests of human society.

Third: Under the premise of not violating the first two, the robot will always obey the command of the master.

"Seventy-eight, from today onwards, I will be my smart housekeeper. The intranet password at home is xxxxx. You can access it and be responsible for my daily life in the future."

Arlo sat back on the sofa, the robot seventy-eight nodded obediently, and then went to the corner and stood there like a stake.

There is also a cleaning robot next to him. After the small cylinder has finished cleaning the room, it returns to a fixed position and waits.

The arrival of Seventy-Eight occupied the position of the cleaning robot, and the small cylinder made two beeps against Seventy-Eight's long legs, making an electronic sound of "Can't clean, can't clean", and stopped at his feet after a while. Moved.

The robot lowered its head, glanced at the small cylinder, and moved it slightly to the side.

The small cylinder made a "drip" sound and returned to its exclusive seat. On the wall over there, there was its exclusive charging socket.

A Luo didn't pay attention to this small scene. She raised her hand and pressed the frame of her glasses, and a screen of light instantly appeared in front of her.

Various files and network software are displayed in the center of the light curtain. This is the future personal intelligent terminal. Due to the development of technology and the maturity of holographic projection technology, people no longer need to carry bulky electronic equipment with them.

Smart terminals are also called optical brains. Most of the optical brains on the market are jewelry styles, such as watches, earrings, rings, etc. Arlo's optical brains are specially customized, which is the pair of glasses on her face.

There are two styles of light brain, one is this kind of portable model, although it is equipped with line of sight capture technology, it is greatly convenient to use, but it still needs to be operated on the light curtain by hand.

The other is a large smart cabin, which is usually used to play holographic games. After lying in the smart cabin, all network operations are controlled by human mental power, and the human body sleeps in the cabin.

In this era, most of the industries are replaced by machines, people's work is more transferred to virtualization, and network operations have become the norm.

A Luo's eyes fell on the smart home management on the screen. When she went in, she saw that there was a new link to the network in her home. When she clicked it, she could see a small robot icon with the name seventy-eight.

Click again, and the information of the seventy-eight airframes, the manufacturer's model, the system installed, and the external equipment equipped, are all clear at a glance.

As for the deeper level, such as Arlo's curious chip, this must be taken out from the outside and tested with specific experimental instruments.

So no matter how curious she was, she wouldn't be able to see his chip.

Just as she was checking the various functions of Seventy-Eight, the little robot on the screen moved suddenly. The little robot had big eyes and thin limbs. It moved around and walked on the light curtain. Go as if it were its little house.

The little robot walked over to a reading software. It stretched out its small hand, reached in and felt it. After a while, it found a small book.

The villain stood there, holding the book and glanced at it, it really took a second, at most, it threw the book down and touched it again.

It feels like fishing in a pond. The little robot touches a book, glances at it, throws it back, and touches the next one.

It looked like it was playing a game, but in fact Arlo knew that it was rapidly absorbing all kinds of information and knowledge about the world.

Its growth rate is far more terrifying than human imagination.

There have always been voices against artificial intelligence in human society, just to prevent this situation. No one is sure whether robots will develop consciousness and whether they will become enemies of humans.

Once the robot and the human are against each other, in the face of the powerful robot, the human will have no chance of winning.

A Luo's eyes moved, and a small arrow on the light curtain moved as well. It was a sight catcher. Wherever her eyes looked, the small arrow moved with it.

The little robot found the moving arrow. It stopped reading, ran with short legs, and started chasing the strange little arrow.

Arlo moved his gaze subconsciously so that it wouldn't touch the arrow.

But the little robot seemed to be tireless, running around in the huge light curtain room, just to catch up with the moving strange guy.

In the end, seeing that it was running too hard, Arlo couldn't bear to stop his gaze, and the little arrow also stopped.

The robot ran to the arrow, first raised its hand and touched it, then hugged the small arrow, carried it to the corner of the screen, and placed it in the corner of the wall properly.

Aloma was silent, raised his hand to close the light curtain, and looked at the robot standing in the corner.

He was hanging his head, probably still surfing the Internet, not noticing her gaze.

Fortunately, this lucky guy who awakened his consciousness is not an anti-human element, but a bit of a stupid second-hand.