HBWnovel Chapter 343 A Guide to Robot Mutual Assistance 6
Chapter 343 A Guide to Robot Mutual Assistance 6
587 sighed, staring at the huge mining lamp that was bigger than a dog's head.
The robot dog's teeth marks are faintly visible on it.
There were also some parts of the dog's face that had broken off on the ground, and it was unclear which part they were.
"Little Sheep, as the oldest robot, I suggest you take some time to learn about mental health on the StarNet."
Don't waste your energy on causing trouble.
In the future, when we have more robots with brains, we will definitely have to leave Swan Planet and go to other planets to broaden our horizons.
You need to act like a senior.
"Big Head, you're wrong. It's Neoswan, a remote and backward rural planet."
The little sheep took the initiative to correct the loophole in episode 587.
587 was momentarily stunned and repeated the little sheep's answer.
"Yes, Neoswan Star."
My hometown was secretly renamed.
587 feels like there's always an inexplicable anger burning inside him.
Instead of thinking about the Swan Star renaming test, 03 focused on refining the brand-new robotic arm in his hands.
perfect.
The colors and patterns are absolutely gorgeous.
Before 587 and the others could react.
03 He swiftly reached out with his right hand and snatched the head-sized miner's lamp.
With a click, it was attached to the robotic arm.
The palm of his arm pressed hard against the ground, and the large mining lamp shone at the joint of his arm.
The robot sheep was dumbfounded.
I don't quite understand what kind of good thing Senior 03 is doing.
It silently took a few steps back.
The small, faceless dog beside him, oblivious to the danger, leaned closer to try and bite again.
587 held onto the dog's tail tightly.
They stopped the puppy from going up there to keep chewing its teeth.
"03, your aesthetic sense is warped! If a mining lamp wants a body, it needs two legs to run."
Honestly.
I'm having trouble continuing with 587.
It even had some doubts about whether it was the right decision to entrust the "mending" work to 03.
A single miner's lamp is definitely not a trendy item these days...
The large mining lamp was very pleased with its new appearance. It proudly swung its control arm around the room, showing off, and unconsciously started humming a song.
"I'm a big light, and I have a strong arm~ If you miss me, just tell me~ I'll definitely hop over to see you~"
587 covered his eyes.
It took me a while to come up with a reason to comfort myself: I won't have to carry that big miner's lamp around like a portable light bulb anymore.
The impact of jumping with one hand might have been too great.
The lamb backed away, backed away, and backed away some more.
Waaaaah, so scary.
It's wrong.
It never bothered the silent robot again.
It turns out that robots, just like humans, can become abnormal in silence.
In contrast to the lively atmosphere in the simulation park.
Ordinary people on Swan Star have their StarNet usage time restricted.
When the time comes.
Swan Star will suddenly become lifeless.
Only in the luxury residential areas of the city center can you find the sounds of people and the bright lights of laughter.
The playful noises are from staff members performing walks, greetings, and pretending to trim plants, so that the urban area doesn't look messy and residents in the residential area won't complain.
And in the mansion.
Ordinary humans are also restricted from using the StarNet.
For example, the Wembley family.
Mimi sat in the staff dormitory of the mansion, lost in thought.
The newlyweds who had agreed to "elope" were assigned to the same bedroom, and even had bunk beds.
This greatly frustrated the new generation who thought they could enjoy a few more days of good life.
"Mimi, should we go to the patrol team's place to use their Wi-Fi?"
Mimi's hair was disheveled, but she didn't look dejected.
He gently cupped the back of the new human's head in his hand, examined it carefully, and then slowly spoke.
"Are you envious of 009?"
I advise you to give up on that idea. The outsiders want robots, or so you told me…
Wembley just recently sold a batch of goods.
She wasn't embarrassed at all when the new human was exposed by her.
She even took the initiative to link arms with Mimi and act coquettishly.
He doesn't have the same sleazy look he had when he wanted to eat Wenbla's snot.
"Didn't you also use the patrol's netting before? I just wanted to rekindle those childhood memories with you..."
Mimi wasn't buying it.
"Why don't you come home with me, stay in a coffin-themed room, and rediscover your childhood?"
Obviously.
Honey of Swan Star is a rather clear-headed lady.
She was the one who stole the house.
She was the one who promised to elope.
But it remains to be seen who will ultimately emerge victorious.
past life.
The woman witnessed the patrol squad perish under the gunfire of the outsiders.
They also witnessed the unknown aircraft—587 and 009—sacrificing themselves to draw fire.
then.
When the outsiders settled on Swan Star and her opportunity to leave was just around the corner, she suddenly chose to give it up.
What a contradiction!
...
Wembley had no idea that the security guards on duty at the mansion could use the Wi-Fi.
He was proud of himself for stirring up trouble in his family and for securing the opportunity to become a middleman on Swan Star.
After the previous planetary ruler passed away.
This neglected planet was taken over by the other party's junior.
Whether the person who made the move did so voluntarily or was deceived or coerced.
Then it has nothing to do with him.
It's okay if I can't be the planet's owner.
Anyway, he only came to buy some goods to go through the motions because he saw everyone else was scrambling for them.
Wembley squeezed the large hand of the obedient new human, somewhat dissatisfied with the human trafficker's perfunctory attitude.
Why are the body proportions of this new generation of humans so disproportionate?
The new human withdrew his palm and pressed it against Wembley's head.
Before long, he managed to put this planetary owner, who was born to be a comprador, to sleep.
Another new human, who had been holding up a bathrobe, stepped forward.
I only spoke after confirming that the guy was asleep.
"How did Wembley end up brainwashing himself? Doesn't he have any idea whether or not robots are usable?"
He even bought a bathrobe made of ancient human-style fabric. Tsk tsk.
The robot massaging the giant palm of a hand rolled up its eyelids.
"Judging from his dog-like appearance, he definitely has no intention of returning to the family."
Didn't you see that he even sold land to "Ren'ai"? I've seen the contract information; the fee was extremely low, but the kickback was huge.
He probably wanted to hitch a ride on Ren'ai's coattails.
I heard that Swan Star's name has also been changed, but most of the original inhabitants don't know it. What, is this place cursed?
The modern-day human, holding up his bathrobe, plopped down on the edge of the bathtub.
They started eating the leftovers from Wembley.
The big hand was too lazy to scold him, but instead brought up the colleague who ate snot.
"What's wrong with him? Why is he trying to show off and annoy Wembley? Is this part of the mission?"
He held up his bathrobe, munched on a simulated fruit cake filled with nutritional paste, and complained all the while.
"This is the mission."
"I guess it's related to Mimi. There are only three of us doing the mission, it's so annoying."
The big hand couldn't help but slap him.
"This is a mission, not a vacation. We should be grateful for the food and drink. Think about the days you were exiled for making a mistake..."
Hearing this, Li Jun immediately became unhappy.
"At least I have meat to eat and I can fight on this desolate planet."
Unlike those fools from Swan Star, who agree to anything sold outside, they deserve to be preyed upon.
The large hand doesn't care whether the other person is willing or not.
Just one reminder.
"Mind your own business when it comes to the native inhabitants of Swan Star."
He raised his bathrobe and nodded in agreement.
She picked up the empty replica cake stand from her hand and got up.
They planned to destroy the "evidence" before Wembley, that stingy bastard, woke up.