Ren Liuliu frowned and continued, "All parts have been checked and are normal. Every component was disassembled and analyzed. Chip detection found no traces of virus invasion. The earlier statement about a virus was just a completely baseless inference."
"So, Miss Ren, that's why you were invited here, isn't it?" A burly man, Shi Tou, leaning against the doorframe and not yet fully entering the room, said in a deep voice.
Zhao Fugui kicked at the disassembled parts of the robot's body lying on the ground. Once separated from the robot, they were just parts, piled haphazardly on the floor with no reaction.
Gou Zhe directly stated, "So, you need an experimental subject, and I have brought one."
Hearing this, Ren Liuliu finally looked directly at Gou Zhe for the first time since he entered the room.
Zhao Fugui whispered, "The person Brother Gou Zhe mentioned earlier, should that be her?"
No one responded to Zhao Fugui.
Gou Zhe pushed the suitcase behind him forward, propped it with his foot, and with a strong push, tipped it onto the floor. "Believe me, this runaway robot is more worthy of research than the runaway robots your robot research center has captured."
The suitcase was opened, revealing a long-haired, black-nailed female robot, bound and stuffed haphazardly inside.
The robot looked at everyone, its eyes seeming to spew fire with anger.
"With this, Miss Ren, perhaps you will have more confidence."
Ren Liuliu excitedly knelt down to examine the robot on the ground. This was indeed a runaway robot, and a runaway robot with very rich emotions.
Ren Liuliu had been studying runaway robots for a long time. She knew that for a runaway robot to express emotions so clearly, it could only mean that it had developed human emotions, and possibly even part of human intelligence.
Before she could even answer Gou Zhe, Ren Liuliu walked to the side and pressed a button. The largest machine in the room, over two meters tall, whirred to life.
The robot was quickly and forcibly restrained by the massive machine.
Ren Liuliu, ignoring everyone else, prepared to immerse herself in a new round of work. She had obtained a more suitable experimental subject for her research and was now full of drive.
Seeing this, the others prepared to leave, giving Ren Liuliu enough space to research the runaway robot.
As Gou Zhe was leaving, he continued, "By the way, from our observations, robots are, in a sense, modeled after humans. Those runaway robots indeed possess human characteristics."
Before Gou Zhe could finish, Ren Liuliu interjected, "Are you going to say gregariousness?"
Gou Zhe's smile faded, and he said sternly, "Yes, they have special ways of communicating. I suspect they have gathering points, we just haven't found them yet. And this characteristic..."
Gou Zhe pointed at the long-haired robot being restrained by the giant machine. "...could very well be our breakthrough."
Ren Liuliu looked at the long-haired robot on the massive machine and nodded, "I will do my best."
Gou Zhe grinned, "Then it's in your hands."
With that, the group left.
And for Ren Liuliu, her work had just begun.
Ren Liuliu returned to her workspace, which had now been relocated to this new environment.
This time, she did not dismantle the severed limbs of the runaway robots she had collected. Instead, after everyone else had left, she put on gloves and took something out of a box.
Holding the item, she walked in front of the long-haired robot and opened her palm.
The long-haired robot, which had been motionless, began to struggle violently as soon as it saw what Ren Liuliu held. However, it was tightly restrained by the machine, only emitting the sound of metal clashing.
"You also discuss and strategize together on how to deal with humans, don't you?" Ren Liuliu spoke as if to herself.
"Where is the gathering place for you runaway robots?" Ren Liuliu stroked the robot's heart. "If you don't say, you'll end up like it, with your chip dug out and collected by me."
Hearing this, the long-haired robot stopped struggling. It merely let out a strange laugh.
It seemed like a mockery.
Ren Liuliu said with a heavy gaze, "Of course, that's if you can remain silent after experiencing my methods."
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Wen Bai's plan for today had fallen through.
Because his fiancé--Wen Ziyue, had suddenly arrived.
Wen Bai looked coldly at the person who entered behind the tall 575 and asked unhappily, "What are you doing here?"
Behind Wen Ziyue today was not a man in a suit, but a male robot.
It was unclear what Wen Ziyue's preference was, but this male robot had long hair, tied into a long braid that fell over its shoulder.
After 575 returned, it stood by Wen Bai's side, looking straight ahead at its master, Wen Bai.
Wen Ziyue, however, made himself at home and sat down by the dining table.
The robot he brought stood stiffly behind him, its gaze fixed forward.
"What, you don't welcome me?" Wen Ziyue chuckled, then said to 575, quite impolitely, "I haven't had breakfast yet."
575 was about to prepare breakfast.
Wen Bai reached out and grabbed 575's sleeve, stopping it. "You brought your own robot, let it do it."
Wen Ziyue got annoyed at this.
Wen Ziyue had specifically investigated. The robot he used and Wen Bai's robot were made of the same materials, both the best on the market.
In fact, some of the materials used in his robot were even more advanced, newly released.
He didn't understand where the problem lay. The food his robot made, to say the least, was not just difficult to swallow, it was inedible.
He was very picky about food, wasn't he?
If the robot he acquired could only make such things, then weren't the chefs he had fired at home being wronged?
Now, he had learned his lesson. He had made preparations this time. Wen Ziyue had already found someone to invite back the previous chef, even if it meant doubling the price.
He brought the robot today to see exactly where the problem was.
Since they were both robots, even if it had to learn, it had to learn the cooking skills of Wen Bai's robot here today.
"Can't you be a little more welcoming to your fiancé?"
575, which had been watching Wen Bai, its sapphire eyes flickered, and it turned to look at the oblivious Wen Ziyue.
It had seen the word 'fiancé' on television; it was someone who would spend their life with the master after marriage.