Wen Bai walked to the motorcycle, holding his helmet.
The tall robot pressed a button, and the engine roared to life, the sound of the motorcycle starting.
Wen Bai held up his phone, showing the tall robot the destination.
"Understood, Master," the tall robot replied, putting on his helmet.
Wen Bai nodded expressionlessly, then put away his phone and climbed onto the back seat of the motorcycle, putting on his helmet.
As soon as Wen Bai sat on the back seat, he realized that due to the seat's design, his posture made him lean forward uncontrollably.
Wen Bai struggled to maintain his balance, trying not to lean too far onto the robot in front of him.
The motorcycle didn't start after Wen Bai was seated. Wen Bai spoke up, "Why aren't we going yet?"
The tall robot in front reached out and held Wen Bai's hand.
He pulled Wen Bai's hand and placed it around his waist, murmuring, "Hold on tight, Master."
A brief silence.
Wen Bai found 575's reminder a bit redundant.
As a grown man, how could he not even sit on a motorcycle properly? He didn't need to drive, and sitting behind was so safe, why would he need to...
Before he could say anything, the next second, the motorcycle shot forward with a whoosh.
Due to inertia, Wen Bai's body lurched backward uncontrollably, and then with a thud, Wen Bai's helmeted face almost hit the back of the tall robot's helmeted head in front of him.
The speed was incredibly fast.
Wen Bai swallowed the words he was about to say and silently hugged the lean waist of the robot in front of him.
As his hands moved, he seemed to have touched a hard set of abs.
Most men have an admiration for muscles, and Wen Bai was no exception.
His current body didn't have such defined abs.
When he first arrived, there were faint outlines of abs, but after Wen Bai's day and night of feasting and no exercise, those outlines had long since disappeared.
All that remained was a flat, soft abdomen.
Wen Bai silently withdrew his hand and moved it to a different position.
The wind blew past his helmet, and Wen Bai could feel it rushing backward from his feet and body.
Perhaps it was the speed, but Wen Bai felt inexplicably exhilarated. He squinted slightly, enjoying the thrill of speed.
They soon arrived near the destination.
System 001's voice echoed in Wen Bai's mind, "Master, the destination is nearby. Parking the vehicle here won't attract much attention."
Just as Wen Bai was about to tell the robot in front to stop, he thought the helmeted robot couldn't hear him clearly due to the wind and speed.
After a moment's thought, Wen Bai patted the helmeted robot's stomach to signal him to stop.
Responding to Wen Bai's gesture, 575 immediately understood, slowed down the motorcycle, and pulled over to the side of the road.
Wen Bai got off the motorcycle, still savoring the thrill of the ride.
The tall robot saw that his Master was still standing there with his helmet on and reached out to remove it for him.
After savoring the memory, Wen Bai confirmed the exact location of the destination as per System 001's instructions.
However, before setting off, he glanced back at his robot.
Wen Bai felt that 575's current attire was somewhat incongruous with their outing. 575 was wearing a very form-fitting motorcycle suit.
Because the suit was so snug, it showcased 575's perfect physique, with the muscular lines of his arms and the contours of his chest clearly visible.
Still, they were both men.
Wen Bai shook his head, dismissing the enviable, powerful physique of 575 from his mind.
It was more important to get down to business.
Wen Bai led 575 to their destination for the day.
However, standing at the bustling street corner, Wen Bai realized this place was different from what he had imagined.
Wen Bai and 575 were standing at the entrance of this street.
From their position, they could take in the entire street scene.
There were many people here, men and women, some with clear intentions, but more were trying to solicit customers.
Shops lined both sides of the street, and outside each shop, more or less, stood burly men who looked like bouncers.
These men stood in small groups, their faces stern, guarding the entrances to their respective establishments.
Many alluring women stood on the street by the shop entrances, or even in the middle of the street.
They wore revealing clothing, showcasing their beautiful figures to passersby. Some passersby stopped and chatted with them, and the women would lightly tap their shoulders, hoping they would follow them into the shops for more conversation.
If any unruly passerby dared to make inappropriate advances on the street, they would have to reckon with the muscular bouncers standing half a meter behind the alluring women.
There were also individuals who appeared to be men, wearing low-cut tank tops, but inexplicably sported large chests. One of them was holding a flyer and meticulously explaining something to passersby.
Even more striking, on the second floor of some shops, one could see what looked like a movie from afar, but upon closer inspection, it was behind a curtain. Graceful figures could be seen inside, swaying and dancing, their silhouettes clearly outlined, sparking imaginations...
Wen Bai gradually sensed that something was amiss.
"001, why does this place seem a bit off?"
System 001 replied loudly, "Host, that's right, this is the red-light district!"
System 001 still remembered that its host lacked common sense in certain areas, so coming here was a good opportunity to see and learn some things.
System 001 felt that today was a perfect chance to impart knowledge that it couldn't properly convey to the host.
Wen Bai was unsure, "The places where time-controlling robots appear most frequently are here?"
System 001 confidently assured, "Yes, Host."
After confirmation, Wen Bai observed and chose a shop that seemed relatively normal.
He walked directly to the entrance.
A burly man, with a shaved head and a muscular build wearing a tank top like a bouncer, approached him.
The man's gaze openly appraised Wen Bai before asking, "What kind are you looking for?"
Wen Bai was somewhat confused but didn't let it hinder his expressionless evasion. "What do you have?"
The man tilted his head, answering with confidence and presence, "We have whatever you desire."
Wen Bai's tone was flat, "I haven't decided yet. I'll come in and have a look first."
The man extended a hand, fingers spread, indicating the cost and the requirement to pay first.
Wen Bai said, "Alright."
Wen Bai took out his phone and lowered his head, ready to transfer the money.