The food prepared by these robots was still sold, and it wasn't even as good as what his own robots made.
It was, frankly, absurd.
Was it that easy to make money off the poor?
Behind Wen Ziyue, his robot mechanically replied, "Answer found, Master. The cooking level of domestic service robots can only reach a normal edible standard. You can set the domestic service robot according to your personal taste, in order to..."
Wen Ziyue closed his eyes and said, "Shut up."
Behind Wen Ziyue, his domestic service robot immediately responded cooperatively, "Yes, Master."
However, as it looked at Wen Ziyue, its eyes held a deep sense of incomprehension.
It didn't understand what its master was so troubled about.
In its view, humans eating was like robots needing an energy source; both were indispensable for their continued existence.
Robots never delved into what their energy source tasted like, what color looked good, or what patterns could be made from it...
As long as it could maintain their basic functions.
At this moment, a woman eating nearby turned her head.
"Sir, are you not satisfied with your domestic service robot's culinary skills?"
Wen Ziyue looked sideways upon hearing this.
The speaker was a woman with short hair.
Ren Liuliu secretly clenched her hands on her lap, her palms already sweating.
She had met Wen Ziyue once before. At the time, she was with the research team, and her research had encountered a problem. She had an urgent question to ask and had followed him, walking at the very back.
She had deliberately worn contact lenses before coming.
She didn't know if this man would recognize her, or if he had even noticed her at all back then.
Wen Ziyue turned his head back, said nothing, and no longer looked at Ren Liuliu.
He clearly had no impression of her at all.
Ren Liuliu breathed a sigh of relief, casually picked up a piece of food and ate it, pretending to be calm as she loudly commented, "There is indeed room for improvement. Everyone believes that domestic service robots inherently lack human taste buds, and therefore cannot create astonishing cuisine."
Seeing no reaction from him, Ren Liuliu continued, "However, with professional adjustment of the robots, it is possible to create dishes that suit personal tastes."
Wen Ziyue had heard this from many people, including his own robot.
But in reality, those were all people who talked big, and no one could actually make the adjustments.
He had never managed to get his robot's cooking right.
Wen Ziyue stood up, feeling dejected and wanting to leave.
Just then, a man jogged over, "Miss Ren, how do you think it should be adjusted? Do you need us to bring a robot back for you, or..."
"It can be adjusted here," Ren Liuliu said quickly.
Wen Ziyue, while still standing, poured himself a glass of water and sat back down.
After watching Ren Liuliu make the adjustments, Wen Ziyue asked the manager of the establishment, "Will it taste much better after the adjustment?"
The man smiled and replied, "This is my first time hiring a professional like Miss Ren to improve my chef. I don't know the results yet!"
Wen Ziyue casually reordered the signature dishes he had ordered before, "Have the adjusted robot make them."
The man called out loudly, "Alright, guest, please wait a moment."
Wen Ziyue did not believe easily.
However, so many people at the Robot Research Center hadn't even conducted research in this area.
Wen Ziyue no longer wanted to try.
When he returned this time, he would simply invest some funds to establish a culinary research group at the Robot Research Center.
When the dishes were served again, Wen Ziyue took a bite and was slightly surprised. He put down his chopsticks and looked at Ren Liuliu.
Seeing this, Ren Liuliu's tightly clenched hands relaxed slightly.
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Wen Bai began to try hard to adapt to life without his robot 575's care, even if it was only for three days.
He sat at the table, expressionlessly eating the takeout ordered for him by System 001.
Once a person's appetite has been cultivated to be picky, it is difficult to adapt to food that is just average.
Wen Bai, who had always focused on his meals, could now eat while looking at the information about Ren Liuliu's recent activities sent by Director Li.
After eating.
Wen Bai listened on the phone as Director Li reported to him the extent to which 575 had been repaired at that very moment.
Director Li had even thoughtfully sent Wen Bai a photo of 575 lying in the repair instrument, eyes closed, undergoing repairs, after hanging up the phone.
Wen Bai looked at the photo of 575 with its arm detached, his face darkening, and he silently exited the message thread.
Wen Bai then began to examine the information provided by System 001 earlier about Gou Zhe's team that hunted rogue robots.
After flipping through a few pages, Wen Bai's gaze stopped on the avatar of the long-haired woman.
Among Gou Zhe's celebrity robot hunting team, the wealthy ones, apart from Gou Zhe, were this woman.
In fact, the celebrity rogue robot hunting team was likely founded by Man Yixuan.
She had sufficient financial resources and patience.
She took in Shi Tou, a member of the team whose village had been massacred, then rescued Zhao Fugui, who was being chased by rogue robots, and slowly nurtured them, eventually meeting Gou Zhe.
It was she who proactively contacted and recruited Gou Zhe.
For the first time, Wen Bai shifted his target to someone outside the male and female protagonists.
If the female protagonist destroyed all the robots with the help of Gou Zhe and a mysterious friend,
And Gou Zhe was backed by this small team.
What if Gou Zhe's team disintegrated?
Wouldn't the power that could help the female protagonist be weakened?
Wen Bai very quickly contacted his original self's most loyal subordinate.
Wen Bai picked up the phone and gave his currently loyal subordinate several urgent tasks.
After completing these, Wen Bai walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out an apple, and washed it.
Then, he took a bite.
After finishing an apple, Wen Bai sat silently on a stool, lost in thought.
System 001 couldn't stand it any longer and said, "Host, since there's nothing to do now, why don't we go see 575? The materials for 575 are hard to come by. If there are any slip-ups, those researchers might be too embarrassed to speak up due to human face, or the materials might be delayed..."
Wen Bai immediately replied, "Okay."
Since System 001 requested it, as its host, how could he refuse?
Wen Bai immediately stood up and walked towards the door.
System 001 couldn't help itself and said, "Host, you could change into some clothes first."
Wen Bai looked down at the pajamas he was wearing, his face expressionless, and turned to go upstairs.
When Wen Bai had changed and come downstairs, he opened the door and unexpectedly, his eyes met those of a familiar robot with blue eyes.