Are you Gao Ang?

Yes, that's me.

I don't believe it.

"What can we do then?"

Old Wan bit her red lips lightly, "Then tell me, when was the first time I sent you a gift? What kind of gift did I send? Was it an airplane or a rocket?"

"The first time I sent a gift was on September 23, 2018... I think so, I roughly remember it was around that time. The weather is pretty nice tonight."

Halfway through his sentence, Gao Ang scratched his head and chuckled, realizing he had been deceived by this woman.

"Even I don't remember, how come you remember so clearly? Tell me, who exactly are you, where did you come from, alien, and possess Gao Ang?"

The boss's pretty face tightened, and she questioned him sternly.

"..." Gao Ang looked at the chuunibyou woman in front of him speechlessly, "Big sister, have you been reading too many fantasy novels or watching too many science fiction movies?"

"You don't remember because you've been patronizing so many streamers that you don't remember me, a small streamer. I remember because I'm a small streamer. Forget about big customers like you, I can even remember how many glow sticks my fans sent me... I only have a handful of fans, okay?"

By the end, Gao Ang himself couldn't help but laugh.

"Pfft." Old Wan's tense face finally relaxed, and she couldn't help but laugh. "You know what, who would have thought that a down-on-his-luck little streamer would now be standing at the top of the world's robotics field?"

"Luck, just good luck, like Magellan discovering the New World, it was purely accidental."

Gao Ang waved his hand, not intending to continue the discussion. "Well, it's getting late. Shall I take you home?"

"What's the rush? I was so focused on drinking tea that I didn't get a good look at these Iron Man figures. Can they even move?"

"Yes, but it can't fly."

Old Wan rolled his eyes at him, calmly stood up, and circled around the seven tall men. "It's good enough that they can move, they're still thinking about flying... Did you even give them names?"

“There are a few. This leader is called the Thousand-Year-Old, this one is the Hundred-Year-Old, this one is the Ten-Year-Old, and the others haven’t been named yet.”

Gao Ang pointed to the three brothers and gave Lao Wan a brief introduction.

"What terrible names, they sound awful... First Brother, Second Brother, all the way to Seventh Brother, they're pretty good."

With his hands behind his back, Lao Wan hopped and skipped around.

"Um, sir, this woman's naming skills aren't very good."

"Hmm, the skill level is average."

"Exactly, it doesn't sound as good as my original name."

Within their local network, the three brothers launched a吐槽大会 (a Chinese internet slang term for a roasting session).

"Let her call you that if she likes it. Anyway, you still have your original names, so what's there to be afraid of?"

After replying to the three brothers, Gao Ang forced a smile, "Pretty good, Iron Man, Iron Man, seven kids in one courtyard, hmm, it rhymes quite well."

As he was talking, he started singing.

Old Man, holding his forehead with one hand, said speechlessly, "Just sing a few less lines, don't ruin my image of Iron Man... Let them move a bit."

"Free time to tidy up the yard."

As soon as he finished speaking, the seven brothers sprang into action with great enthusiasm. One moved a stool, another brought out tea sets, and some even turned on the vacuum cleaners on their legs to start cleaning up the trash.

This scene left Lao Wan speechless. "This is a completely ultramodern setup! Who would have guessed that such a dilapidated little courtyard would have technology more advanced than Bill Gates's?"

“It’s been blown over,” Gao Ang waved his hand and said very modestly, “Mr. Bill’s technology is truly cutting-edge. Compared to him, mine is far inferior.”

Old Wan was particularly curious about the brothers and asked them many questions, such as how they charged their devices and how they controlled them.

Gao Feng answered all her questions in a way that was half true and half false, seven parts deception and three parts perfunctory.

Before I knew it, it was 10:30 p.m.

Don't you have any guest rooms?

Gao Ang was taken aback. "No, it's just me. Why would I need a guest room?"

Suddenly, I realized, "Wait, there's another cat, but he always sleeps with me."

Old Wan was utterly astonished. Who the hell asked you if you had a cat?

"You must be tired. Come on, I'll take you to the hotel."

He opened the door, got on the speedboat, started it—all in one smooth, practiced motion. "What are you standing there for? Hurry up!"

Old Wan forced a smile. "You're here."

In his heart, he was cursing: "You're a hopeless chauvinist, no wonder you'll be single forever!"

Back at the hotel, Director Wang called her to the multimedia lecture hall.

"Sigh, was it really necessary to make such a big fuss... It's already the middle of the night..."

Muttering to himself, Lao Wan reluctantly entered the meeting room.

"President Wan, our organizing committee has decided to establish a major foundation for the research and development of robotics in the East. I will temporarily serve as the president, but if Mr. Gao is interested, he can certainly take on the position. Professor Zhang and the two of you will serve as vice presidents. What do you think?"

Old Wan glanced at the documents that had just been distributed in his hand, and couldn't help but be shocked by the country's grand gesture:

The Dongguk Robotics Research and Development Foundation plans to allocate 30 billion won to jointly establish a large-scale intelligent robotics project with all domestic robot developers.

Based on Sailor Moon 7, we delve into the advanced stream-of-consciousness artificial intelligence developed by Comrade Gao Ang...

The first phase of funding, amounting to 8 billion yuan, will arrive within fifteen working days…

...

The further he looked, the calmer Lao Wan became.

It wasn't that she was knowledgeable or experienced; rather, she was so shocked that her scalp tingled and she was completely numb.

Of course, she had dealt with higher-ups. Let alone getting policies, even getting a simple loan was incredibly difficult.

Now, nearly 10 billion yuan has been directly extracted from the higher-ups, interest-free, and on a tentative basis...

Not only is interest waived, but she also knows exactly what "temporary" means. In other words, she'll transfer the money as long as you say it's not enough!

"Director Wang, isn't this movement... a bit too much?"

To be honest, Lao Wan was a little guilty.

She knew the capabilities of the robot she created herself, and even with the addition of a powerful AI mini-program, she didn't think it could turn the tide.

Is it really necessary?

"Mr. Wan, you may not realize how important your Sailor Moon No. 7 is. It is a milestone in the history of human artificial intelligence development."

Director Wang took a sip of tea, his face flushed, and continued, "Our artificial intelligence started late, so we've always been firmly behind foreign countries. But today, we've finally overtaken them. And not by taking a shortcut, but by overtaking them squarely and square. What mountainous countries, what island nations—their robots are nothing but scrap metal in front of Sailor Moon 7!"

At this point, Director Wang, displaying his immense wealth, slammed his right hand heavily on the conference table.

Other experts, including Professor Zhang and Liu Gong, all nodded in agreement.

"President Wan, you should be somewhat familiar with Mr. Gao. Why don't you try to persuade him again? He doesn't need to worry about funding and support. With the country as his backing, his talents will definitely be able to be fully utilized."

Old Wan finally understood; all that talk was about making her act as a middleman.

"Director Wang, there's something you might not know: to be honest, Gao Ang doesn't seem to have much of a need for money."

Old Wan gave Director Wang a rather tactful reminder.

"Are there any young people who don't love money?"

He didn't believe that.

"It's not that they don't love money, it's that they don't lack money. They're the ones who set up ROG under the Health Bureau, and they're the major shareholder of Dong Sheng Health; and they're also the major shareholder of Dongxing Power, a new unicorn in the deep sea..."

Old Wan pursed his lips and briefly explained Gao Yuan's background to Director Wang.

Director Wang was taken aback. "Dongsheng Health?" he asked, his voice cracking slightly.

He's from Kyoto, so he must have heard of institutions like the Health Bureau, not to mention ROG's booming reputation.

In his view, Gao Ang was just a young man who buried himself in his studies, and he never expected that Gao Ang would have such a deep background.

Actually, you can't blame him. From Sailor Moon 7 suddenly attacking people to now, it's only been a dozen hours.

Everyone was focused on researching and discussing robot consciousness, and no one paid any attention to Gao Feng's true identity.

After hearing what Lao Wan said, Director Wang came to his senses. "Those on guard duty, it's because of him too?"

"Yes, the engineers who built the laboratory for him."

The crowd looked at each other.

Goodness, I thought I could use the name of a major research grant to lure this kid over to do scientific research.

Unexpectedly, their background was much stronger than they thought.

...

"Sir, you can rest assured now. I told you long ago that these people wouldn't do anything to you."

After shutting down the video and audio of Director Wang and his team's meeting that I had collected from the official website, Qian Sui started taking credit again.

"Hmph, how dare you! If you weren't trying to be clever, would your husband have these kinds of troubles?"

After giving Qian Sui a flick on the forehead and rolling his eyes at him, Gao Ang went to rest.

As for what those people were talking about—whether it was a large fund or a milestone in the history of robot development—he didn't care at all.

Those people might consider things more comprehensively and have a more far-sighted perspective, but he is arrogant, acts according to his own preferences, and is content as long as he has a clear conscience.

We also provided the Consciousness Intelligence Mini Program and optimized it for them. As long as those people aren't too stupid, they should be able to make some discoveries.

Of course, it was just a small discovery, because Gao Gao and Qian Sui had not yet been able to fully interconnect magnetic pole signals and computer language.

All they had was this idea: to develop a new type of biological computer language.

The beginning was alright, but the process will be much more complicated and difficult.

However, the first step has already been partially realized in Sailor Moon 7.

It involves synchronizing biological signals to a mechanical computer.

With this beginning, the next step is to synchronize the biological signals to the mechanical computer, at which point humanity will enter a new stage of development.

The following morning at 10:00 AM, the organizing committee of the robotics conference held a press conference, announcing several decisions and providing a detailed explanation of the robot brawl the previous day:

1. Establish the Dongguo Robotics Fund, investing at least 30 billion Dongguo currency to support the robust growth of the Dongguo robotics industry…

2. Ms. Wan Xinyue was elected as the vice president to coordinate matters with all parties...

3. The robot brawl incident was not involved by any third party; it was solely because Sailor Moon 7 developed an angry sense of self!

...

The first two were alright, just some funding and personnel arrangements, but the third piece of news completely shocked the world.

"Impossible! How could these monkeys from the East be more advanced than us? We haven't even developed true artificial intelligence yet, so what makes them so confident?"

This is the clamor of young people from the mountainous country.

"Hehe, people from the East like to deceive themselves, isn't that the idiom?"

"You say so, so what? I could say our island nation has Ultraman, who's a million times more powerful than your robots!"

Most countries around the world have expressed skepticism about the news that Dongguo was able to develop truly intelligent robots.

Of course, there are still a few countries that hold this belief.

"666, my fellow countrymen from East Asia, we are so proud of you!" This is a comment from a netizen in Pakistan.

"To borrow a phrase from you: 'Where there's a will, there's a way.' Congratulations to our friends from the East!" This was said by a netizen from faraway Africa.

"Wow, that's awesome! I wish our Eastern brothers continued success!" This is a small country in the West, the Kingdom of Serbia.

The spokesperson at the press conference probably anticipated a lot of criticism, so they issued a global challenge:

Five days later, on September 30th, Dragon Brain No. 1, formerly Sailor Moon No. 7, will face an intelligent challenge from all the robots in the world at the Kyoto Gymnasium!

All electromagnetic signals will be eliminated at the challenge site to ensure that no other personnel can remotely control the robot.

The challenge projects will be selected by netizens around the world through voting on the Dongguk Robotics Foundation's official website, with absolutely no behind-the-scenes manipulation;

...

This single stone stirred up a thousand waves, and at this moment, the whole world realized: Dongguo was serious.

Boston Dynamics: We must win this challenge no matter what.

Working overtime, 24 hours a day, all engineers upgraded the Altez once again;

...

Gao Ang also watched the press conference, and he felt that it was a bit like children playing house.

Well, it's a bit too boastful.

"It's just a small program, why are you all so excited? If I were to bring out brain-computer interface technology, wouldn't you all go crazy?"

Does he have brain-computer interface technology?

It's fair to say it exists, but it's also fair to say it doesn't.

He only had an idea, but it hadn't been verified yet.

It's not that he's being lazy, but rather that he feels there would be a great risk in releasing this technology at present.

The introduction of a new technological invention is always a product of the development of other supporting technologies to a certain stage.

For example, if you want to build a ten-story building, you must start with the foundation.

From the foundation to the main structure, the first and second floors go up in sequence.

No foundation, no main structure below, and you jump straight to the tenth floor? Impossible.

The same applies to technology. Where can brain-computer interfaces be used after they are invented?

It can't be used anywhere because current technology is not advanced enough to support such ambitious plans.

Moreover, he had already made a plan: one must eat one bite at a time and walk one step at a time.

"Sir, I have some bad news."

"About whose?"

"Sir, your intelligence has become a top priority for intelligence work in countries like the Mountain Kingdom, following the ROG, NSG, and Dragon Brain No. 1 incidents."

Several suspicious individuals have recently entered the country, and some undercover agents have begun to move suspiciously, especially in your hometown; those people seem to be planning something.

Qian Sui briefly reported the intelligence he had gathered to Gao Ang.

“My intelligence is irrelevant; what’s important is my family. They’re keeping a close watch on me 24/7.”

His brows furrowed deeply, and his frustration intensified.

"In addition, there are unusual movements from low-altitude spy satellites. I haven't been able to gather specific information, but I have access to several telescopes at the observatory, and their focus is on us."

Chitose delivered another piece of bad news.

How many are there?

"Currently, six satellites have been observed to exhibit suspicious activity. These are the satellites representing the Mountain Kingdom, Sand Kingdom, Austrian Kingdom, Island Kingdom, Southern Kingdom, and Du Kingdom."

What level of intelligence are these spy satellites?

"Eagle Eye level, it can be said to be the most accurate spy satellite, with an accuracy within 0.1cm."

This is going too far! What right does Gao Feng have to mobilize the highest-level spy satellite?

Unfortunately, he can't fly up there right now and destroy these satellites one by one.

Spy satellites typically orbit at altitudes between 100 and 200 kilometers above the ground.

Gao Feng can only fly up to an altitude of about 80 kilometers at most; he has never actually tried flying any higher.

"Let's leave them alone for now. You guys should all be more discreet lately and not loiter around the yard unless it's absolutely necessary."

“Sir, don’t you have a full-force aura? It’s more fun outside than inside,” the third brother chimed in.

"Don't you think that if people don't see anything, they'll be even more suspicious of us?"

The third brother nodded vigorously, "Sir, you are right. I'm going inside."

While it's impossible to keep the field of view at full power all the time, making these satellites lose their vision for a short while occasionally is still manageable.

"Also... never mind, let's wait until after the robot battle."

After thinking it over, Gao Ang dismissed a certain idea.

He originally planned to send the four Iron Mans directly to the vicinity of his family, but after thinking about it, he felt it was better not to add fuel to the fire at this time.

Those so-called developed countries are already on edge enough. Give them some time to react, lest they become desperate and act recklessly.

"Sir, there's one more thing. Your private file has been secretly accessed."

"Which departments are included within the scope of acceptance?"

He threw himself onto the bed and stretched, a habitual action, not because he was particularly tired.

"Emmmm, it cannot be said, it cannot be said."

Gao Feng understood immediately, biting his nails and his eyes flashing. "That can't be right. These things are somewhat useful, but they haven't risen to the level of a national strategy, have they?"

The medicine is somewhat useful, but it's only good for treating injuries... it can't grant immortality.

A new material has improved the efficiency of lithium batteries, but there's not much innovation involved.

The Dragon Brain No. 1 program, which gave birth to rudimentary consciousness, probably produced a level of consciousness similar to that of a kindergarten student.

Okay, even if this consciousness intelligence is a breakthrough for the robot's spiritual realm, it's still just a small program, far from practical application.

"If nothing unexpected happens, sir, you may not have as much freedom of movement in the future."

Chitose said with a slight worry.

Being singled out by superiors, whether it's a good thing or a bad thing, is ultimately not an easy thing for anyone.

"Don't think of the higher-ups as being so ruthless. How can someone so young be so sinister?" Gao Ang rolled his eyes at Qian Sui and continued, "Besides, what kind of surveillance do we have to be afraid of now that we live in? There are spy satellites overhead and an engineering corps team next to us. Relax, we're super safe!"

"Alright, then you can take a nap, sir. I'm going to the lab."

"Yes, you should also take care to rest. Don't wear out the parts too much, otherwise I'll have to fix them for you, which is too much trouble."

He mumbled a few words, covered his head with a thin blanket, and drifted off to sleep.

To make himself appear like a normal person, Gao Ang created a schedule for himself.

She follows the same routine as a normal person: when to get up, when to eat, when to run, when to exercise, etc.

Qian Sui glanced back at Gao Yang, who was sleeping in a starfish position, the ambient light flickered twice, and she tiptoed out of the bedroom.

"Second brother, third brother, put down what you're doing and let's discuss how to help the master relieve his worries."

The eldest brother, Chisui, acted like a big brother and called his two underlings over.

"Sir, you still have worries?" The third brother tilted his head, somewhat incredulous.

"Everyone has emotions and desires. Even if you are a very capable person, you will still have many concerns."

The second brother said in a muffled voice.

The three brothers communicate through consciousness, and unless Gao Ang deliberately enters their communication space, it is really difficult to discover what they are communicating about.

"The second brother is right. The Master is a man of great loyalty and affection. You can see that from Zhang Youwei to Director Zhang. Director Zhang simply helped him speed up the ROG's final steps, and he gave the Health Bureau such a huge reward. And that Zhang Youwei, just a nodding acquaintance from the Deep Sea, yet he gave him a fortune. As for family, this is probably what the Master values ​​most. Especially these past few years, he hasn't been by his family's side, and he already feels some guilt. Now, because the Master has made such a big splash and caused so much trouble, his family is being closely monitored by various spies. The Master must feel even more guilty."

However, the gentleman is a man of principle, and he would probably be conflicted if asked to directly deal with those spies.

Therefore, this is the time for us to step in.

Chitose glanced at the two men. "Do you agree?"

"agree."

"I second that! Damn it! How dare they make things difficult for our teacher! Let's get them!"

Gao Feng, who had already fallen into a deep sleep, had no idea that the three little ones had once again triggered their own will to act because of him.

The last time he took action on his own was to fix his own body, which cost him a lot of money.

After this period of self-learning and awakening, the three brothers seem to have evolved once again.

Previously, they acted based on their own needs; now, they act based on the needs of those around them. Theoretically speaking, they have evolved.