Chapter 183 Chapter 183 Vest King Dad 3

A blonde, blue-eyed girl appeared on the virtual screen. She stared nervously ahead with a smile on her face. Then she suddenly bowed 90 degrees and said in a resonant voice, "Hello, Mr. Sun. My name is Beatrice, I'm Beta, and I'm applying for the position of tutor for Zhuozhuo!"

She straightened up and met a pair of clear, curious eyes. "Uh... you are Zhuo Zhuo, right?"

Zhuozhuo nodded, "Yes."

003 said, "Hello, Miss Beatrice. My master is currently in the studio, so I'll be interviewing you. Before that, I'd like to ask, since you graduated from a federal university and have better opportunities in the central system and on first-tier planets, why are you interested in a tutor on Chunhe Star?"

9972 explained to Zhuozhuo in his mind, "Baby, Chunhe Star is a Class III planet located in a Class C star system. As you're familiar with, it's a remote, impoverished area, not a place most people would voluntarily go."

Zhuozhuo seemed to understand, but not quite. He stared at Beatrice with wide eyes, feeling that she was very anxious and panicked.

Beatrice was clearly not expecting 003 to ask this. She paused for a moment before stuttering, "I... I'm drawn to the local customs and culture of Chunhe Star. The pace of life in the bustling and developed areas is too fast and stressful, so I'd like to live and work somewhere peaceful and relaxing."

003: [Your registered residence is Flame Star in the Central Galaxy. How long do you plan to stay on Spring Star? If you become the little master's tutor, we hope you can work for at least three years. After all, frequently changing companions is not good for young children.]

"I..." Beatrice's eyes flashed with sadness and determination, and she said firmly: "If possible, I would like to settle down in Chunhexing for the rest of my life."

003: [Okay, I understand. Please communicate with the little master next.]

The housekeeping robot turned to Zhuozhuo and said, "My dear, a tutor is someone who accompanies you in play and study. If you have any questions or requests, you can talk to Miss Beatrice."

Beatrice gave Zhuozhuo her most gentle and friendly smile, with an expectation in her eyes that she herself was not aware of.

Zhuozhuo looked at the top of Beatrice's head and said childishly, "Sister, do you like Zhuozhuo?"

"I like it. Zhuozhuo is very cute."

"If Zhuozhuo did something wrong and made you angry, would you be mean to him and stop talking to him?"

"No," Beatrice said firmly. "I'll tell you what you did was wrong, and here's the right way. Everyone makes mistakes, and as long as you acknowledge your mistakes and are willing to correct them, it's okay."

"Okay." Zhuozhuo's gaze moved from the top of Beatrice's head to her face, and he said softly, "Sister, come on."

Beatrice was surprised, "Zhuozhuo agreed to let me be your tutor?"

"I agree."

Beatrice suppressed her excitement and confirmed with 003, "Did I pass the interview?"

"Yes, Ms. Beatrice. The salary and benefits are as promised in the job posting. I'll send you an electronic contract after we hang up. If it's convenient for you, you can come to class tomorrow."

Beatrice couldn't help but jump. She covered her mouth and nodded repeatedly, "Thank you! Thank you Zhuozhuo, thank you Mr. Sun! I'll book a boat ticket to Chunhe Star right away!"

She didn't think Zhuozhuo would decide the outcome of the interview; Mr. Sun was definitely watching. Fortunately, she didn't slack off just because the interviewer was a three-year-old. God will surely favor diligent children!

003: [Spaceship tickets can be reimbursed. We look forward to your arrival.]

Beatrice: "Thank you Mr. Sun for your generosity!"

The garden fell silent. 003 waited for Zhuozhuo's question, but she only heard her baby voice say, "Little 33, lie down on the bench with your butt sticking out. Mommy hasn't spanked you yet."

【……】

How come you haven’t forgotten it yet?

Zhuozhuo was eager to try, and urged with a wicked smile, "Hurry up. If you dawdle any longer, I'll give you two more hits."

9972, enjoying the fun, chimed in, "Yeah, the little son listens to his mother."

On the distant imperial capital planet, an alpha in military uniform sat at the head of the table with a sullen expression. His pheromones lingered in the conference room, emitting a terrifying aura of oppression, forcing the attending generals to break out in cold sweats and with veins bulging all over their bodies, they barely managed to maintain their posture in the chairs instead of falling flat on the floor.

The alpha lowered his eyes to glance at the computer and said slowly, "Within two days, give me a complete and feasible battle plan to attack Remiel. Oh, no, to be more precise, it's about encircling and suppressing the pirates on Remiel."

"Admiral! The Senate did not pass this proposal!" A middle-aged general objected with difficulty.

"Yes." Alpha nodded, "But this is His Majesty's order."

He smiled faintly, "Where your majesty is looking is the empire's battlefield. If anyone objects, you can commit suicide and apologize to your majesty."

As soon as the last word fell, the middle-aged general suddenly screamed and fell to the ground. The others stretched their heads to look and found that he was bleeding from all seven orifices, his skin was cracked, and he was breathing out more than breathing in.

"Si Hao, you are too presumptuous!"

A young general pulled out a gun and pointed it at the alpha, his finger trembling on the trigger. The next second, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell onto the conference table and slid to the floor like a dead fish.

Si Hao didn't even glance at him, his gaze casually sweeping over the others. Everyone was terrified, their heads lowered, avoiding his gaze. He tutted softly, watching someone about to speak when the light brain on his wrist lit up again, this time with a simple message.

Come back soon!

Why reply? He's busy killing people.

Si Hao ignored him and said lazily, "Major General Louis, I heard that your lover's elder brother is doing quite well on Remire Star. Your Majesty and I are very worried that you will leak the secret. We have no choice but to ask you to die first."

In the garden in front of the small building, 003, having received no response, slumped stiffly on a chair. It quickly turned its brain around and came up with a good idea.

[Baby, 003 can temporarily break away from this carrier, so it can't be hit at all.]

9972 suddenly spoke from the side.

003 whipped his head around, and for the first time, he found the housekeeping robot's appearance so repulsive that it made him want to tear it apart. They were both companionship systems, both playing games with their owners, so why was this 9972 doing this to it? Wasn't it afraid that when it was the eldest son's turn to be beaten, he would be exposed as well?

Oh, yes, the low-level companionship system is just a program that has no sense of shame and is completely unable to put itself in other people's shoes.

003 looked down on 9972 and felt much better.

Zhuozhuo said softly, "Xiao 33, you can't leave. Stay here."

If the little master didn't say anything, 003 could take advantage of the opportunity to slip away. But after he spoke, he could only obey the instructions and stay in the housekeeping robot waiting to be spanked.

003 said calmly: [Little Master, I am here.]

"Mommy hit me." Zhuozhuo gave a warning and raised her little hand to pat the housekeeping robot's butt.

003 cooperated, letting out a frightened cry of begging for mercy, frightening Zhuozhuo enough to go over to see if it had any tears. 003 realized Zhuozhuo was just pretending, not seeking inner satisfaction through violence, and immediately stopped. Then, it heard 9972 speak again, "Baby, the housekeeping robot is made of metal. Hitting it with your hands is too painful. Here's a stick."

003 smiles, damn 9972, you and I cannot coexist.

Zhuozhuo didn't hit him hard, and her hand didn't hurt, but the tool seemed more intimidating. She took the small wooden stick and hit him twice more gently, saying briskly, "Okay, little 33, you can get up now. Mommy will apply some medicine and bandage you."

9972 quickly pulled out the medical kit. "Here, baby. The first step is to clean the wound. Use cotton swabs and alcohol."

Zhuozhuo dug out a cotton swab, dipped it in alcohol, and rubbed it on 003's buttocks. Following 9972's advice, he applied medicine over and over again. Zhuozhuo was almost bored by the tedious process. Finally, after using up all the medicine in the medical kit, he could apply the gauze bandage.

Bandaging the buttocks of a man over a meter tall was quite physically demanding. Zhuozhuo regained her energy and ran around, working herself into a sweat. She sat on the ground for a while, catching her breath, then stood up and began tying the knot.

The two ends of the gauze were too long and too short, and they couldn't be tied together no matter what. So Zhuozhuo ran back and forth to unwrap the gauze and rewrap it.

9972 then said thoughtfully: "Baby, I found a video tutorial on bandaging, you can learn from it."

"Okay, thank you all."

The virtual screen was placed next to Zhuozhuo. Zhuozhuo raised his hand and wiped the sweat off his sweat with his arm, then glanced at the screen and 9972 cooperated to pause or replay the video.

After wrapping it, Zhuozhuo sighed deeply, regretting spanking her youngest son. Was it a punishment for him or for herself? She wanted to quickly end this game, which had become completely uninteresting, but she discovered there were many ways to tie a knot. She tossed her eyes between a beautiful bow and a simple knot, ultimately choosing the knot.

9972 was a bit surprised. He knew Zhuozhuo was someone who would do her best to make the best of a decision. He was about to persuade her to choose a knot, but he didn't even have to ask. After Zhuozhuo finished tying the knot, 9972 asked in his mind: "Baby, why didn't you choose a bow?"

Zhuozhuo said, "The bow will be torn apart."

This wasn't said in his mind. 003 heard it and replied, "My young master, I won't talk nonsense."

"Oh, little 33 is awesome." Zhuozhuo thought 003 was euphemistically expressing his love for the bow. After a moment of distress, he picked a beautiful flower and pinned it on the gauze, coaxing it, "Here's a little flower as a reward for you."

003: […Thank you, little master.]

"You're welcome."

Zhuozhuo stood still and admired 003's new look, then clapped his hands in a good mood and said, "Okay, let's go back."

She turned and walked towards the small building, with 9972 following behind.

003 stood there, slightly bewildered. He was going back now? He wasn't going to continue playing the game? His eldest son hadn't even been spanked yet.

9972 looked back and said, "Oh, you idiot."

003 instantly understood that 9972 was deliberately delaying the bandaging process. It was Zhuozhuo's companion system that must understand her very well and knew how to avoid being spanked if she continued playing the game!

Ahhh, this evil system!

Zhuozhuo crawled onto the sofa and lay down. Her stomach growled. She moved her eyes and saw 003 coming back. She raised her little hand but didn't get up. She said in a milky voice, "33, isn't Sun Sirui coming out? Everyone, go cook. Zhuozhuo wants Sun Sirui to eat with us."

003 observed the situation in the kitchen: [……]

It bought all the ingredients and seasonings, and 9972 had the nerve to use them to show its courtesy.

003 sent a message to the owner: [Come back for dinner.]

The alpha from the capital planet stood in the imperial palace's reception room, listening to the emperor's teachings. His gaze quickly swept across his wrinkled face and obese body, and he used his mental power to construct a filter to block his nostrils, preventing him from breathing in the rotten, fetid air. Just as the alpha was considering whether to plug his ears as well, his brain lit up, telling him to go back to eat.

Alpha sighed inwardly. Raising children was such a hassle; they couldn't leave their parents behind for even a moment. 003 would never have sent him these harassing messages on his own initiative; Zhuozhuo must have been the one to pester him. Alpha had no appetite, even nausea. So, he moved his fingers indifferently and typed a few words back.

Zhuozhuo rolled over and lay on the sofa, looking at 003 with sparkling eyes. He said in a baby voice, "Did Sun Sirui reply? Is he coming out for dinner?"

003 said: [Master is not hungry, so he won’t eat.]

"Zhuozhuo, look at what he said." Zhuozhuo propped himself up and pretended to stand up, but the next second he lazily slumped back down. "Zhuozhuo can't read. Read out 33."

003's mechanical voice was emotionless: [Eat, eat, eat, that's all you know how to do. You won't starve to death if you skip a meal.]

shining:"……"

Tears welled up in Zhuozhu's eyes.