Chapter 147 Can you give me and grandpa some time?
It turns out that robots also dream.
After waking up from the dream, Xingxing felt the energy filling his body, stood up and looked around at the strange yet familiar environment.
A gray-black mist is still faintly visible all around, and within sight is the unchanging scorched earth and industrial waste everywhere.
When he found that it woke up, Qiuqiu jumped up from the same pillow immediately.
"Baby, you finally woke up!!"
The ball, which was so excited that it was glowing randomly, came closer and said, "You were dormant for four whole days, and this human finally repaired you. This time, he also replaced several old parts in your body. After scanning, your current body has basic survival capabilities, and even increased your attack performance by 53% on the original basis."
For four days, Qiuqiu watched Qinan rummaging through the garbage to search for usable parts and energy every day, just to repair the star and wake it up. During the repeated repair process, Qiuqiu felt that his favor towards this human was almost maxed out.
"He really took great care of you. He only drank a tube of nutrient solution to keep you alive in the past four days. The rest of the time he worked almost non-stop to help you repair your body."
Amid Qiuqiu's muttering, Xingxing tilted her head to look at the hunched back of a man not far away who was concentrating on hammering away at something.
"Qiuqiu, I don't understand." The little robot said softly.
Qiuqiu flew around it twice and comforted it, "It's okay, Xingxing. I heard that when humans encounter things that are difficult to understand, they will choose to follow their hearts. Although we don't have the lively hearts of humans, we can also follow our instincts and make every decision and choice you want to make. In this way, even if the final result is not good, you should not feel regretful."
It’s good as long as you don’t regret it.
Qiuqiu looked at the child with a confused look and knew that this confusion was actually an experience and feeling that it had to go through.
Because Xingxing has sealed his superpowers, he can no longer hear the voices of all things and can't rely on his superpowers to distinguish between lies and good and evil. In fact, Xingxing is just an ordinary and normal child.
How can a child possibly know the cause and effect reasons behind all the problems in this world?
Don’t all children explore and understand this colorful and complex world little by little as they grow up?
Xingxing listened to Qiuqiu's comfort and nodded thoughtfully.
It stood up and scanned the human's current physical condition.
High risk.
Radiation contamination, severe hunger, mental exhaustion, extreme weakness, and being on the verge of collapse and shock at any time.
Star turned his back to the humans and began to rummage through his belongings.
It’s not just the garbage that’s picked up in the little pot.
And have your own space.
There are spiritual springs in the space, as well as numerous medicinal herbs that were brought from an unknown world and planted in spiritual fields, as well as a lot of food and tools.
Some of these were put in there by Qiuqiu as he advised Xingxing to prepare for a rainy day, and some were found for him with great effort by the guardians of certain worlds.
It's a mess, like another mountain of garbage.
But this mountain of garbage is full of love from the guardians and treasures carefully stored away by the stars.
A jar of spiritual spring water, a bunch of herbs, and some strange but edible things.
After preparing these, Xingxing started to fiddle with the small pot.
There was a lighter and a better pot in the space, but Xingxing didn't use them. Instead, he took out a round wooden stick similar to a pestle, held his own pot, threw all the things he had just found into it, and then held the pestle with both hands and pounded it hard.
The dull thumping sound suddenly woke Qi Nan from his state of concentration.
When he pushed his wheelchair closer, what he saw was a pot of green and black unknown evil paste.
It looks like... a poison that a little wizard would concoct in an old fairy tale.
Qi Nan's exhaustion, which had almost brought him to the point of death, was greatly frightened away.
He subconsciously stepped back a little, his only mechanical eye spinning wildly and weirdly. Anyone who saw him like this would have no idea that he was actually frantically thinking about how to find a "perfect excuse" to shirk the impending "poison".
He didn't care about his own life, but that didn't mean he wanted to be killed by a pot of evil poison.
At this moment, looking at this pot of green paste, Qi Nan had never felt his desire to survive so strong.
But his brain seemed to be a little off due to long-term use. Until the little robot sitting on the ground stopped stirring the paste, Qinan couldn't think of any good excuse.
So what he is about to face is a little robot cub holding a small pot in both hands, looking up with his little face, seemingly quiet, but in fact with a little expectation hidden in his eyes.
I have to say, against the backdrop of that pot of unknown black and green paste, the little robot actually looks even more well-behaved and harmless.
…This is not right.
To be precise, this is not scientific at all.
Qi Nan was holding the pot, his expression both painful and confused. Even the mechanical prosthetic eye seemed to reveal some incomprehensible confusion because of its owner's confusion.
The pain was because this pot of porridge was so bitter, so bitter that he doubted for a moment why he was alive. He doubted that his long life, even the sufferings of being imprisoned, whipped, sentenced to death and exiled to a garbage planet, were nothing compared to this pot of porridge.
And confusion... is the body's instinctive feedback.
Anyone who is on the verge of death, or even someone who has calmly accepted that he or she has reached the end of his or her life, would instinctively feel confused if his or her life were suddenly extended, right?
Qinan is now in this strange and weird state.
He felt that his body had been tortured to death or poisoned by the paste, but his body kept telling him: No, I am not dead yet, I can still live! !
Qi Nan: “……?”
He couldn't help but doubt his life, and he even began to absurdly wonder whether there was really something completely wrong with his brain from a certain moment.
Otherwise, how could he first have the illusion that the little robot was a kitten, and now experience the wonder of the pull between life and death?
"Kid, it seems like the drugs you gave him made his clever brain stupid." Qiuqiu commented silently.
Xingxing tilted his head in confusion and scanned the remaining liquid in the pot again. It was not highly toxic and had extremely high medicinal value. This shouldn't be the case, right?
Thinking of this, Xingxing frowned unconsciously, stood on tiptoe, reached out her hand to dip some of the paste in the pot on her fingers, then put it to her mouth and licked it carefully.
The next second, Qinan, who was still in self-doubt, got a little robot that poisoned him.
Qi Nan: “…”
Qiuqiu: “…”
Oops, I forgot that Xingxing is now a robot cub with very different tastes from humans.
The little life that Qi Nan had just renewed was immediately used to save the small robot that had gone dormant due to data disorder. The main point was that not a single bit of it was wasted.
Waiting for the stars to wake up again.
The surroundings have changed into a new environment.
This time, Qinan didn't fiddle with anything else, but just held it and waited for it to wake up.
So when Xingxing opened her eyes, she met the old man's serious expression.
There are new instructions: "From now on, you are not allowed to eat anything I can eat, and you are not allowed to share anything you can eat with others. Remember?"
While saying this, Qinan was still holding a "hostage" in his hand.
Star:"……"
The child's dark eyes reflected the human face as old as orange peel, and then slowly cast his gaze on the mechanical doll Bubble in his hand, which was strangled by the neck like a sunny doll and could not move. He pursed his lips and nodded slowly and obediently.
The one who ordered it was so reluctant.
But Qinan didn't care.
After he achieved his goal, he stuffed Bubble back into the little robot's arms, and then said to Xingxing: "During the past few days when you were dormant, there has been a big uproar on the Xingwang, and my information...I guess it will be exposed soon. What are you going to do?"
While asking, Qi Nan also handed the laptop to the child.
His intention was to let Xingxing connect to the Internet and check the overwhelming news on the Internet.
As a result, when I turned my head, Xingxing had already clicked on the familiar live broadcast screen.
Qi Nan: “…”
The rest of the words were stuck in my throat.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then coughed violently because of the bad air around him.
Xingxing nestled in his arms. He coughed, and the child in the live broadcast screen also swayed. Finally, as more and more viewers squeezed in and watched, the little robot turned the camera and froze the child on its own face again.
This time, the number on its neck was clearly captured, and the subtle connections on its skin were no longer ignored, but were clearly displayed in the camera.
"Hello~"
Xingxing slowly spoke amid the human's strenuous coughing.
The interweaving of the old cough and the childish greetings, coupled with the harmless and well-behaved smile of the little robot in the camera, most of the netizens who had originally flocked to explore the awakening of intelligent mechanical life forms have unknowingly quieted down.
However, the barrage of comments did not decrease, and more questions appeared in the live broadcast room in the form of densely packed texts.
Xingxing turned off the barrage and the rewards.
It held up a light computer and opened a clean and empty live broadcast room. After saying hello, it flipped the camera and captured the surroundings little by little for the audience in the live broadcast room to see.
"Look, this is the Exile Star."
“It’s where my grandfather picked me up.”
"I don't know what kind of existence I am in your eyes."
Xingxing turned the camera back to herself, her round eyes slightly curved, and she said softly: "But... can you give me and grandpa a little time?"
The little robot in the camera stretched out its other hand, and its slender fingers carefully gestured a small distance, and softly requested: "Three years, just this little bit of time is enough. My grandpa is dying, and I want to use the life and body he gave me to accompany him for the last three years. In the next three years, I will open the live broadcast room every day to let you see my life with grandpa. After three years, I will not go anywhere, and will wait for you to pick me up here. Is that okay?"
The hundreds of millions of viewers who continued to pour into the live broadcast room fell into a rare silence.
Xingxing didn't say anything, but just looked at the camera quietly, waiting obediently and patiently.
After a while, an ID it was familiar with tentatively spoke on the screen:
Plant a star: @Federationxxx I know you are in a hurry, but don’t worry, the star has made a promise. Three years will not bring about much change in this vast universe, but three years can allow you to obtain more experimental observation data and an intelligent mechanical life that is closer to humans. What do you think?
Did Xingbao cook today? +1. If mechanical intelligent life forms are destined to awaken, then I hope Xingbao can be treated well. I also hope that you will give this group the respect it deserves, instead of swarming on it like brainless locusts to dismantle and research it. I don’t want you to turn my good baby into a cold-blooded piece of data.
The little girl picking up trash: +111111, I am studying law. In the past two days, I have found no less than thirty relevant laws from the more than 87,000 cosmic laws, among which are some regulations and restrictions on how to deal with unknown life forms. Don't be afraid, Xingbao, your request is completely reasonable. If they take you away by force, it will be a violation of cosmic law. Countless planets in this universe are qualified to hold them accountable.
Dead Trees Never Come Back to Spring: I am old now, I don't know what new life is. I only know that in the entire Federation, there is no planet that can abuse cubs at will, or even use cubs as experimental subjects for research. If we really count it as a living being, then this little intelligent robot... should have been born only a few days ago? A completely new and tender life form, our Federation researchers should not be so vicious?
My electronic baby has come true: Don’t be afraid, baby. The Federation is still very humane. I’m an insider. I’m telling you secretly that they are already holding an online meeting for emergency discussion. I’m also going to participate in the vote soon. I’ve also mobilized our entire department to vote for you. The result will definitely not disappoint you. Wait for me! !
…………
Gradually, more and more barrages appeared.
The content of each sentence is different, but the core of each sentence is the same.
They are all trying to maintain and protect the stars, and they are all trying their best to fight for the freedom and rights that the stars want from all aspects.
Among them, the vast majority are viewers who have long been rooted in the Xingxing live broadcast room.
They have rewarded Xingxing with countless star coins, and they have called Xingxing "good boy" countless times.
It was obvious that the star was intentionally concealing the secret, but after it took the initiative to reveal its secret, these humans not only did not rebuke it for its dishonesty, but instead comforted and defended it.
These humans may have been angry about being deceived, but in the end they still chose to stand in front of the stars with words and actions, to protect it, to hold up a small piece of sky for it in this universe, so that the boundless and unfamiliar universe would not crush and annihilate the stars in an instant.
Looking at these familiar or unfamiliar IDs, looking at these speeches with different contents but full of sincerity and love, Xingxing silently clenched her light brain, staring at every comment that quickly passed by without blinking, unwilling to miss any of them.
A long, long time passed, until the barrage became sparse again, and Xingxing still did not receive an official response.
Just as netizens were becoming increasingly disappointed and starting to comfort Xingxing, a skinny hand slowly descended from above Xingxing's head, along with an old, tired, and helpless sigh.
The hand reached behind the camera and picked up the computer.
The next second, the audience saw the picture move away from the star's face, quickly move up, and finally freeze on an old face that seemed familiar yet unfamiliar to hundreds of millions of viewers.
The owner of this face opened his mouth and threw out a thunderbolt:
"Hello, I'm Xingxing's grandfather, and I'm also the mechanic who created the first god-level mecha 'Beidou' two hundred years ago: Qi Nan."
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