A teenager in ripped jeans and a drab black top walked through the upscale villa district, a stark contrast to his surroundings.
His movements were agile, suggesting good physical condition, as he alternated between a leisurely pace and bursts of speed, darting between houses.
His sharp gaze scanned his surroundings, searching for his target.
This individual was getting closer and closer to the villa where Wen Bai currently resided.
At the same time.
With his master away, 575, who had been tidying up the house, was watering the garden with a hose when he heard the doorbell.
575 coiled up the hose and turned off the faucet.
He walked back inside and opened the door.
Outside stood a robot delivery person, identical to him, except for the blue eyes.
The blue-eyed delivery robot smiled and said, "Your package, please sign for it."
575 reached out to take the package.
However, the robot delivery person on the opposite side suddenly attacked, piercing the package with its arm and reaching into 575's chest…
Then, the delivery person's smile froze.
575 looked down at the hand that had already ripped through the front of his clothes.
No, this was no longer a hand shaped like a human's that a normal robot should possess. It was a claw with sharpened spikes on each finger, a result of modification.
The claw had pierced 575's synthetic skin on his chest and clashed with the metal beneath, producing a harsh grinding sound.
575 looked up, the usual smile he gave Wen Bai gone from his face. His low voice echoed through the room: "Under attack, target identified: Non-human…"
…
Zhao Fugui stared at the house where there was no delivery vehicle parked outside, yet the door was open, and a delivery hat lay on the ground.
He thought, "This is bad."
Without hesitation, he darted inside.
The moment Zhao Fugui entered, he saw a tall, exceptionally handsome man holding a sharp knife. As the man turned, Zhao Fugui saw the pair of narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes with their deep blue irises…
Without a moment's hesitation, Zhao Fugui immediately drew his twin daggers and charged.
He leaped high, intending to grab the man's shoulder and deliver a decisive blow.
But his kick only connected with the man's arm, sending a numbing shock up his leg.
"Under attack, target identified: Human."
He didn't quite hear what the man muttered.
Was he trying to notify an accomplice?
But didn't Sister Xuan say they worked in pairs? One died yesterday, so where would it find another accomplice?
If he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't dwell on it.
No matter what, he had to end this quickly!
Zhao Fugui tried to kick the knife out of the man's hand, but the man dodged.
He then pursued and delivered a horizontal kick, which the man again evaded. Zhao Fugui then sent pots and pans flying from the countertop, shattering on the floor with a crash.
Zhao Fugui sprang up, crouching on the marble countertop, eyeing the man. This time, he would strike true…
The man, despite holding a sharp weapon, seemed unwilling to fight back, only dodging.
Zhao Fugui grew frustrated, feeling the robot was cunning and playing with him.
Did it look down on him?!
And so, the two engaged in a chase within the room.
Zhao Fugui felt he had encountered a master today. This was no ordinary henchman, no regular robot he had met before…
After a prolonged pursuit, Zhao Fugui finally cornered the man.
His expression contorted with ferocity.
"You dared to underestimate me!"
The man seemed ready to fight back, but at the last second, he stopped.
Zhao Fugui seized the opportunity and delivered a powerful kick, sending the robot flying. To his astonishment, the robot still didn't retaliate!
He knelt on top of the robot, raising his twin daggers…
Wen Bai felt something was wrong as soon as he got out of the car. The door was ajar, and 575 wasn't at the entrance.
When he entered the house and saw his robot being bullied on the ground, Wen Bai's anger ignited.
His body moved before his mind could catch up. Before the men in suits behind him could react, Wen Bai rushed forward, grabbed the person on top of 575, and with a swift kick, sent the teenager flying away from his robot.
Although the teenager was quick and managed to dodge somewhat, he couldn't escape Wen Bai's speed, strength, and, most importantly, the sheer number of people with Wen Bai.
"Ah…" A cry of pain. The teenager was grabbed by his collar, kicked in the lower back, and as he cried out in pain, he was surrounded by a group of men in suits.
Zhao Fugui: "…"
The robot's accomplice was human?
And so many of them?
Something felt off.
Then he saw the person who had just kicked him now carefully examining the robot for injuries.
Zhao Fugui: "…"
Wen Bai frowned as he helped 575 up, meticulously checking for any damage.
His clothes were torn in multiple places, there was a dark footprint on his arm, and the synthetic skin on his chest was broken, revealing the metallic color beneath.
System 001 cried out in pain for 575: "This person is too ruthless! Was he trying to gouge out his heart?! 575's chest skin is ruined!"
Wen Bai's face was cold, radiating icy rage.
Two men in suits held Zhao Fugui captive. "Mr. Wen, how should we handle this person?"
Wen Bai didn't look at Zhao Fugui, his gaze fixed on the wound on 575's chest. He touched it with his finger and said, "The same kind of wound."
The men in suits understood immediately and began dragging Zhao Fugui away.
Zhao Fugui was shocked. "The same kind of wound? A robot can survive such an injury, but a human would be dead instantly!
Most importantly, I didn't do that! I swear, I only kicked the robot's arm once, and it was so agile, I didn't even hurt it!
"Wait, it wasn't me! I only kicked it once, the rest wasn't me! I swear! I didn't even get a chance to…"
Wen Bai turned, his expression blank, and said, "Oh? You didn't get a chance, but I did."
The men in suits continued to escort Zhao Fugui away.
System 001 intervened, "Wait, host, this person is Zhao Fugui, a member of the male lead's team hunting rogue robots."
Wen Bai: "He hurt 575."
System 001, now calm, began to analyze for Wen Bai: "Zhao Fugui is an orphan. His good friend was killed by a rogue robot, which led him to hunt rogue robots himself. He was severely injured during a fight and was saved by Man Yixuan, who then recruited him into their celebrity team. There might be a misunderstanding here. He doesn't have good feelings towards robots, but he wouldn't come to your house without reason to kill 575."
Wen Bai repeated, "He injured 575."
System 001 found Wen Bai surprisingly difficult to communicate with this time: "Well, perhaps we should ask 575 for the specifics?"
Wen Bai pressed on 575's chest wound and asked coldly, "Who caused the wound here?"
575 smiled at Wen Bai, then turned. Wen Bai's fingers slipped away.
Then, 575 opened a kitchen cabinet and said gently, "Master, it was *that* one."
Everyone was shocked as they looked into the cabinet at a robot with its limbs contorted into grotesque angles, its limbs unnaturally wrapped around its head, forcing its body inside. The robot's head twisted unnervingly, and it managed to stammer, "You… you… you…" before falling silent, as if broken.
Wen Bai raised his hand and, with a nod of approval, patted 575's head, which was a head taller than him, and praised, "Well done."
Zhao Fugui: "…"
Wen Bai: "From now on, if anyone bullies you, you fight back, just like today."
575's eyes were fixed on his master, his gaze unwavering. He replied softly, "Yes, Master."