Chapter 139 He cares about her life

The vibrations under the sofa continued stubbornly, as if accompanying her pounding heart. The surrounding air felt strangely thick.

"No," she said with difficulty, "it's for my good friend, the one you saw last time."

Under these circumstances, continuing to conceal the truth is definitely not a wise choice.

Ning Shuyin chose to tell the truth.

“Is that so…” Situ Linchen took a step back, but raised the leather whip between the two of them. The handle of the whip was pressed against his own chest.

"But this weapon is a bit dangerous for a girl. Can I take it away for now?"

"Weapons?" She suddenly realized what he meant, blushed, and quickly nodded, "You can take them."

As long as he doesn't delve any deeper, he can have whatever he wants.

This item was a result of her carelessness when shopping; she didn't buy it intentionally.

Situ Linchen finally moved away from her. He seemed about to say something when a cheerful electronic voice suddenly rang out in the living room.

"Good afternoon, host. The daily living room cleaning is about to begin. Wishing you a clean and pleasant mood!"

A gray service robot slid out from somewhere.

Its chassis rollers hummed and quickly reached the edge of the sofa.

Seemingly detecting something, the little robot's mechanical chassis extended and reached under the sofa, retrieving the box that had just caused such a huge embarrassment from under the sofa.

[Target identified: Small household and entertainment items. Execution: Organization and tidying process.]

The next second, the robot's chassis snapped shut, and its dust-removing arm clamped the box.

It appears it intended to put the box into the storage bin. However, the box was clearly larger than the bin's length.

The result was that the cleaning robot's arm, holding the constantly vibrating box, began sweeping the floor according to a pre-planned route.

It not only carried away the dust but also left behind a continuous buzzing sound.

That's practically a public execution!

Ning Shuyin was extremely embarrassed, wishing she could buy a ticket to leave the alliance and disappear from this place completely.

"puff--"

Situ Linchen watched as the little robot, holding the culprit, swept from east to west, and then from west to east.

Ning Shuyin, standing in front of him, was practically fuming with embarrassment.

His usually stern face finally broke into a smile.

He patted her on the shoulder, stood up, strode towards the housekeeping robot, deftly removed the box from its cleaning arm, and then walked back step by step.

"Here, close it." He handed her the buzzing box.

Ning Shuyin quickly took the box.

Situ Linchen deliberately turned his head away, not looking at what she took out of the box, but looking at the household robot instead.

"Is your little robot not properly configured? It not only can't receive packages, but it also can't perform basic tasks like serving tea and water when you get home."

Back on track, Ning Shuyin explained somewhat embarrassedly, "I lived in a small place before and never used a housekeeping robot. I only did the initial setup after moving here."

"Let me set up the basic service procedures for you. In the future, when you go out, the packages won't pile up outside your door."

"Is it really okay? Won't it be too much trouble for you?" Ning Shuyin asked, a little embarrassed.

If she had made these settings beforehand, things wouldn't have ended up like this today.

“It won’t be a hassle.” Situ Linchen sat down with her in the dining area, away from the awkward pile of things on the coffee table, before summoning the robot.

"What's your name?" Situ Linchen tapped the robot's small round head.

The robot did not answer.

"It's called Little N. I haven't installed any interactive programs, so it doesn't have personalized chat yet," Ning Shuyin said.

Situ Linchen's gaze was fixed on the robot's control panel: "Then I'll install the program for you as well."

Ning Shuyin's gaze focused on his fingertips.

He was rapidly flipping through pages of various docking protocols for the robot.

She noticed that his brow was furrowed a little.

His expression was as if he were analyzing an extremely difficult battle map. He didn't seem to know how to set up or configure a household robot at all.

"Um... your time is precious, how about I book a housekeeping service company to come and adjust it tomorrow?" Ning Shuyin said softly.

“No need,” he suddenly said. “It was my oversight.”

Ning Shuyin looked up at him, but didn't understand.

He seemed to be explaining to her, yet also talking to himself: "I spend most of my time dealing with the war. I don't really know how to take care of a girl. I've neglected your basic needs... your food, clothing, and shelter."

Ning Shuyin's heart felt as if it had been gently bumped.

The man before her was still the same decisive and ruthless Alliance Marshal. Yet, he seemed to be reflecting on whether he hadn't cared for her enough?

"It's okay, I'm very independent," Ning Shuyin explained. "I can handle things in my life on my own."

“I know you are very capable.” Situ Linchen affirmed her calmly and gently, “When you deal with those crises, you are both brave and wise, better than many soldiers.”

After praising her, he lowered his voice and said, "But you'll always get tired. For example, after a life-or-death battle, wouldn't you want to have a hot, sweet drink and take a relaxing bath instead of struggling to unpack the packages piled up at the door?"

“As your date, I should take care of these things for you,” he said.

Ning Shuyin's nose felt slightly sore.

She admits that she is a bit careless in life.

That's how it was in the past; people were so busy making a living that they would put many trivial matters of life on hold indefinitely.

She brought this habit with her here.

Now, he has offered to help her resolve the issue.

Situ Linchen was still focused on battling those function menus.

She lowered her head and looked at the control panel together to hide her emotions.

Situ Linchen was still repeatedly adjusting a parameter. But that parameter seemed uncooperative, constantly reporting errors.

"It should be possible. The logic of this functional architecture is very clear; I'll be able to get it working after a few tries." He moved his hands even faster, wearing an expression that said, "I refuse to believe that a Marshal of the Alliance can't handle a household robot."

Ning Shuyin's earlier emotions had dissipated, and the current situation made her feel somewhat amused, but she dared not actually laugh.

"Alright." Situ Linchen finally put away the control panel. "The service agreement has been set up. Now let's test it."

He sat up straight and, with the seriousness of someone commanding an alliance warship, gave the order: "Little N, bring me a cup of light tea and a cup of sweet taro milk tea. Execute immediately."

Upon receiving the command, the robot's display screen flashed wildly, as if it were performing some kind of trillion-level calculation.

Five seconds later.

[Yes, sir! We'll prepare it for you and your comrades right away!]

Ning Shuyin was amused by the strange name, and the robot had already sped off towards the kitchen area.

About five minutes later, Little N returned steadily carrying two cups of drinks.

Situ Linchen handed Ning Shuyin a tall cup of milk tea, then picked up another shallow cup of light tea and took a sip.

His expression froze for a moment as soon as he took a sip of tea.

"This..." Ning Shuyin took a sip, the salty taste spreading in her mouth, "Something seems off, why is it salty?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the screen of the household robot began to flash rapidly, as if it had caught the keyword "something is wrong".

[Low satisfaction detected with the beverage. Executing: Recycling procedure.]

It suddenly slid in front of Ning Shuyin, its mechanical arm reaching out and slamming down on the cup of salty milk tea.

"Huh?" Ning Shuyin was caught off guard.

Although she didn't want to drink this strange beverage, she instinctively reached out to protect the cup in her hand because of the instincts she had developed from her recent combat training.

With a pull and a tug, the cup tilted, and most of the drink spilled out, landing right on her front.

When she returned from outside the border, she was wearing a silk casual outfit that Caesar had prepared for her.

The fabric becomes translucent immediately upon contact with water, clinging damply to the skin.