In the pitch-black room, small beds were placed close together, each occupied by a tiny figure.
On the rows of small bed boards, two adjacent spots in the middle were conspicuously empty.
The room lights were suddenly turned on in the middle of the night, and someone pushed the door open.
Yet, the rows of small figures in the room seemed unfazed by the light, sleeping soundly as if in a deep stupor.
They didn't even change their postures.
The person who entered stopped beside the two empty spots.
The small blankets were still on the beds, but the people were gone.
Later, someone carrying a document folder wrote something in a notebook.
Starting from the small bed boards at the door, someone took out a blood collection needle and a test tube, pulling out the arm of a sleeping child.
All the sleeping children had a tube of blood drawn, which was placed on a tray and registered one by one.
From beginning to end, none of the children whose skin was pricked by the cold needle woke up.
The next day, the children who were not in their beds were confined in two separate dark rooms.
There was no food, no water, and nothing to drink. Only a very small window with iron bars.
The faint light filtering through the iron bars illuminated a small area.
A small figure raised its head, revealing a face that was a miniature version of Wen Bai.
The scene shifted.
A person in a white coat reached into their pocket, took out an item, and handed it to a small hand before leaving.
The small hand clutched the item, only to be surrounded by a group of children.
All the children punched and kicked the child without mercy.
The child being beaten didn't cover their head or chest, but tightly held the item in their palm with both hands.
Only after all the children who were hitting had left, and the beaten child saw that there was no one around, did they squat down and release their grip.
Inside lay a small, broken biscuit.
At this point, squeezed too tightly, it had turned into biscuit crumbs.
The small face expressionlessly used its small hands to pick up the crumbs from its palm and put them into its mouth.
It chewed slowly, swallowed carefully, savoring each bite until it was all gone...
Wen Bai, on the bed, frowned, cold sweat beading on his forehead, showing no signs of waking up.
Meanwhile, System 001 was also in hibernation.
575 lay quietly on the bed, hands clasped over its abdomen.
Outside, a figure quietly roamed around Wen Bai's villa, as if searching for an entrance.
Then, the figure stopped at a low wall in the backyard and directly climbed over from the rear.
One foot stepped onto the grass, which 575 had watered, making an extremely faint sound.
At the same moment, 575's eyes opened on the bed, and it sat up.
The figure, having stepped into the yard and about to enter the house, was stopped at the doorway.
Azure blue eyes met azure blue eyes.
The figure looked at the robot blocking its path and tilted its head.
575 remained unmoved, its low, magnetic voice resonating: "Unauthorized intrusion. Intruder identified: Robot."
As the words fell, 575 unhesitatingly attacked.
The opponent nimbly dodged.
The two robots quickly shifted their battleground to the courtyard.
The robot that had stepped into the yard cautiously retreated, moving towards the wall. Seeing 575 following closely, it didn't hesitate and climbed onto the wall.
575 stood at the base of the wall, looking up at the robot on top, its low, magnetic voice tinged with a slight chill: "Unauthorized intrusion. Intruder identified: Robot..."
Upon seeing this, the robot on the wall immediately jumped down.
575 immediately stopped, not following it over the wall.
The figure with azure blue eyes circled the building from the outside and walked to the fence. Seeing that 575 was no longer attacking, it extended a hand through the fence towards 575.
575 took two steps forward, gripped the opponent's finger, and applied slight force, breaking it directly.
The opponent stared blankly at its broken finger, tilted its head, then glared fiercely at 575 before turning to leave, its retreating back clearly conveying anger.
The unauthorized intruder departed. 575 threw the item in its hand into the recycling bin's non-recyclable waste compartment, as if nothing had happened. It went upstairs to the room Wen Bai had prepared for it, lay down on the bed, pulled up the covers, clasped its hands over its abdomen, closed its eyes, and imitated human sleep.
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Wen Bai woke up abruptly, drenched in sweat. He heard someone calling him from the room.
It was 575's voice.
Wen Bai opened his eyes and saw sunlight streaming through the glass. Someone was pulling open the curtains by his bed.
From his angle, he could only vaguely see the tall, silhouetted figure against the light.
At this moment, 575 turned around, its handsome face displaying a perfect smile, and said, "Master, breakfast is ready."
Wen Bai was slightly stunned, realizing he had only been dreaming, a dream of his distant childhood.
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The advertisement filmed by Wen Bai and the male lead Gou Zhe had been approved and entered the deployment phase.
The head of the research center's advertising department was surprised by how effective this deployment was.
This was not the first time the Robot Research Center had collaborated with Gou Zhe. While Gou Zhe's influence had always been present, the results of this advertisement deployment far exceeded expectations.
Although Wen Bai's face had been changed, the response was still overwhelmingly positive.
People seemed to be very interested in both the humans and the robots.
Driven by immense profits and performance, the head of the research center's advertising department considered further collaboration.
The head of the advertising department personally very much wanted Wen Bai to participate in subsequent productions, but Wen Bai's identity was a factor.
He was unsure if Wen Bai would be willing.
While the head of the advertising department was contemplating whether to contact Wen Bai, and worrying about offending him,
Coincidentally, while eating in the cafeteria, he ran into the recently promoted head of the research center's conduct department.
The head of the research center's conduct department had, in fact, been promoted so quickly and gained actual power precisely because of Wen Bai.
He had been diligently working, and it seemed like reaching a nominal leadership position without real power had become his bottleneck.
However, after meeting Wen Bai, the bottleneck that had persisted for years suddenly broke through.
He now regarded Wen Bai as a god of wealth, and his favorability towards Wen Bai was at its peak. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Upon hearing the advertising department head's subtle mention of whether they could bother Mr. Wen,
He proactively took on the task, stating he could ask.
Having had two brief interactions with Wen Bai, he already felt that Mr. Wen was not the type of person described in rumors.
Wen Bai had previously contacted him regarding the follow-up issues of robot repairs, and he had obtained Wen Bai's contact information then.
At this moment, he immediately relayed the message to Wen Bai, asking if Wen Bai was willing to collaborate with Gou Zhe again.
For Wen Bai, as long as it could prevent the female lead and male lead from interacting, he naturally wouldn't refuse.