Chapter 31: Was it you who led the enemy here? ...

"Have you found out? Where did the victim put the items?" In a corner of the machine planet, in a hidden basement, a half-naked robot patched up its skin while asking another robot that was searching for information on a keyboard.

"This computer is too old and slow. Wait a little longer, wait a little longer," the busy robot said without even turning its head.

The robotic arm applying the skin paused for a moment before saying, "Hurry up, and be careful not to get caught by the Administration."

"I know," the robot replied simply, typing a few words before returning to its busy work.

At the very center of the planet, in the administrator's residence, he looked at his subordinates and asked, "How is it? Didn't you catch them?"

The robot in military uniform standing in front of him lowered its head and did not reply, but it had already silently acknowledged the situation.

The manager wasn't angry; he just glanced at him before saying, "Do you know who downloaded it?"

"Number 91122710107, Algorithm Square Working Robot," the military-style robot replied.

"Find her and send her to the scrap yard," the manager said in a calm tone.

The military-style robot received its order and withdrew.

"You shouldn't have destroyed her." After the military-style robot withdrew, a voice that was neither male nor female suddenly rang out in the room.

"I don't believe in fleeting hopes; I only believe in absolute rationality," the manager replied coldly, then pressed a button on the table, and his voice disappeared.

Sang Zhitao was awakened by the ringing of the bell. Looking at the silver-white room and the floor where she was lying, she rubbed her shoulders and then sighed as she stood up.

Looking at the time, she realized that her work notification would be sent in half an hour. Not wanting to be forced to turn on her computer and go to work, she silently opened the door and headed to the algorithm plaza.

Everything seemed normal along the way, but she felt uneasy the whole time. According to the original book, she was forcibly kidnapped by someone in the Algorithm Square the day after she downloaded the song, and was later rescued.

She pondered how to escape the kidnapping as she walked to the stage, instinctively opening her song library and clicking to play songs randomly from the playlist, opening her mouth to prepare to sing.

But what he actually said was: "The five-star red flag is fluttering in the wind..."

"Hiss!" She gasped, quickly stopped, and frantically opened the playlist, only to find it filled with Chinese characters.

Her pupils dilated in shock, and looking at the playlist made her head ache.

Because in the elven world, she always brought things from there to Earth; she couldn't bring even a needle or thread from Earth, so she never thought about checking the playlist this time.

Looking at the staggering number of songs on the playlist, she hesitated for a long time before finally deciding not to click the delete button.

"Number 91122710107, start work immediately, reminder, start work immediately..." The message from the superior kept urging him on.

Sang Zhitao gritted her teeth and clicked "continue playing," continuing to sing: "The five-starred red flag flutters in the wind, the victory song is so loud~"

This unfamiliar yet stirring song suddenly resounded throughout a corner of the Algorithm Square.

The robots, who had been rushing around, slowed down silently, their attention drawn to the song, and they moved little by little toward Sang Zhitao who was singing.

"Arise! Ye who refuse to be slaves! Let our flesh and blood build our new Great Wall!"

The hymns of the robot world are melodious and sacred, just like the hymns of Western Christianity on Earth. Other songs are also like hymns, mostly lyrical. Even the ones that are passionate are not like the songs sung by Sang Zhi Tao. The patriotic songs of the East are mostly passionate, inspiring, and full of vitality.

"What song is this?" The robots that had been silently gathering around were drawn to the song, filled with questions.

"It sounds so good..." a robot exclaimed.

Sang Zhitao sang for about half an hour, and then a circle of robots surrounded her.

The algorithm plaza, which should have been performing its respective functions, was nearly shut down in an instant.

Patrol robots, accompanied by alarms, surrounded the perimeter, constantly urging the crowd to disperse, and many of the robots' hands were also ringing with work reminders.

But the song, which seemed to make their souls tremble, acted like a magnet, drawing their feet deep into the ground, making them reluctant to leave.

This scene continued for about half an hour before being interrupted by the distant alarm from the management bureau.

"Ah!" Many robots cried out in pain, clutching their heads, in response to the Bureau's warning.

Terrifying screams rose and fell, and Sang Zhitao quickly opened her eyes and stopped making noise.

When she saw the robots surrounding her, she was so frightened that she took a step back and almost fell off the platform.

"Watch out!" A handsome, half-naked mechanical robot caught her and whispered.

Sang Zhitao looked at the number on that face, her hand trembled, and her heart skipped a beat.

"Number 91122710107, music source unknown, possesses seductive power, come with us." The Bureau's robot had already walked over and scanned Sang Zhitao, speaking coldly and firmly.

Looking at the cold, electronic eyes of the Bureau's robot, Sang Zhitao felt increasingly uneasy, especially when she thought about how the administrators had ordered the Bureau to deal with the female lead in the original novel she had read. She felt that this trip was a one-way trip, and subconsciously grabbed the robot that was supporting her.

"It's alright, I'll go with you to take a look." The handsome robot who helped her up smiled reassuringly before asking the management bureau, "May I go with her?"

The management bureau's robot scanned him up and down and nodded in agreement.

"You... thank you, number... 89757?" Sang Zhitao seemed a little embarrassed as she uttered the other party's number.

Number 89757 didn't notice her change in expression, assuming that her hesitation was due to fear of her status, and quickly reassured her, "It's alright, even though my number is short, I'm just an ordinary robot, you don't need to be afraid."

Sang Zhitao forced a stiff smile, but inwardly she kept cursing: "Ordinary my ass! The leader of the rebel army! One of the heroine's future mortal enemies!! A robot who killed number 89757 and took his place, number 357!"

Despite inwardly complaining, Sang Zhitao outwardly feigned ignorance and timidity, and followed number 89757 to the Administration Bureau.

"ID 91122710107, open your database." After being led to a room, Sang Zhitao was pushed in front of a pile of data cables.

She didn't resist; she silently selected the right line for her and connected it to the database.

The astonishing number of songs took everyone by surprise, even number 89757 looked astonished.

Seeing the surprise on their faces, Sang Zhitao couldn't help but feel a little smug. The reason she hadn't deleted the songs was that she hoped to use the astonishing number of songs from Dongguo to hide those three special ones.

The robot checking the data took a few deep breaths, connected to the other end of the data cable, and quickly flipped through the pages.

"Bang!" In less than a minute, the detection robot was already overloaded and started smoking.

"What happened?" The noise of the overload explosion attracted people from outside to come in and investigate. However, after looking at the detection robot, they glanced at Sang Zhitao in shock.

He silently walked to the data computer, glanced at Qu Ku with shocked eyes, then looked at Sang Zhi Tao with an incredulous look before silently leaving.

Not long after, the Bureau robot number 99993, who brought Sang Zhitao in, quickly entered the room. It glanced at the quantum computer and then at Sang Zhitao with the same incredulous look, before turning and leaving with an inscrutable expression.

Sang Zhitao was left standing in front of the personal terminal, staring at the data cable and hesitating whether to just unplug it.

"You'd better not unplug them. These data cables have special wiring. If you unplug them without the Bureau's help, they might explode," Number 89757 reminded her, amused.

Sang Zhitao looked at him with curiosity in her eyes. She opened her mouth, but then hesitated and didn't ask him, thinking that she would start singing as soon as she opened her mouth.

Judging from her expression, number 89757 guessed what was going on and explained with a smile, "I work in a company that specializes in data cables, so I know a little about them."

Sang Zhitao nodded, neither saying she believed nor disbelieved.

A moment later, number 99993 led ten inspection robots in and gave them a wink.

Several detection robots walked in an orderly fashion to the detection computer, picked up the data cable, connected it to the port, and took over from the previous robot to continue monitoring Sang Zhitao's playlist.

Ten robots are much stronger than one, and they held on for a full three hours before collapsing to the ground, their brains smoking and looking completely malfunctioning.

Number 99993 seemed surprised that even a testing robot was useless. He glanced at Sang Zhitao in exasperation, twitched his lips, waved for someone to take away the scrapped robot, and then walked up to Sang Zhitao.

Why does your music library have so many songs from unknown sources?

Sang Zhitao was somewhat surprised to see that he was no longer calling people in, but she gently shook her head to indicate that she did not know.

Number 99993 narrowed his eyes, adopting a stern expression: "Speak! What's going on! Do you want to go to the scrapyard?"

Sang Zhitao timidly hid behind number 89757 before singing, "11100110 10001000..."

But before she could finish the first word, number 99993 raised his hand to interrupt her: "Alright! Wait a minute."

As he spoke, he got up and left. Sang Zhitao watched him leave blankly, then turned to look at number 89757.

Number 89757's lips twitched, naturally understanding why Number 99993 had left. However, he didn't explain, only smiling and reassuringly saying, "It's alright, you'll find out soon enough."

Sang Zhitao nodded obediently, then turned to look at the doorway. A sly glint flashed in her eyes as she looked away from number 89757.

She rolled her eyes, feigned innocence, and turned to sing to number 89757.

A flicker of panic crossed number 89757's eyes, and he was about to reach out to stop him.

Number 99993 happened to walk in. He was stunned for a moment when he saw his actions, then glanced at the innocent-looking Sang Zhitao, and then looked at Number 89757 with contempt. Number 89757 was a little angry because of his look. He only thought about his own purpose, gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Sang Zhitao watched the two of them exchanging glances, then looked down at her arm, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes.

Just as described in the novel, the robots possess different emotions depending on their level. The five-digit number 99993 and the fake five-digit number 89757 both have richer facial expressions, movements, and inner emotions than their original counterparts.

She was recalling the story of number 89757 in the book when she was interrupted by number 99993.

Number 99993 took a chip, directly knocked open the chip port on her back and inserted it.

"You!" Sang Zhitao exclaimed in shock.

She immediately covered her mouth and looked at number 99993 with even greater shock.

"Temporary language system, you can use it." With that, he unplugged the data cable from Sang Zhitao's arm and sat down opposite her.

"Tell me, where did your music library come from?" he said, looking at Sang Zhitao with an inscrutable expression, adding, "And... your emotions..."

Sang Zhitao's electronic eyes widened slightly as she looked at the other person with an inscrutable expression, remaining silent for a moment.

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