Chapter 185 Chapter 185 Vest King Dad 5
A gentle breeze blew as Zhuozhuo played hide-and-seek in the garden. She searched for numbers 003, 9972, and Sun Sirui.
Sun Sirui had lost all interest in the game, lazily lounging on the swing. Zhuozhuo spotted him as he turned the corner. Zhuozhuo chided him, and he said slowly, "This was just a strategy I used to use. It's called 'hiding the truth under the lamp.' Zhuozhuo saw through my plan. Zhuozhuo is truly amazing."
Zhuozhuo wasn't buying it. She yanked the ropes hard, swung them, and said angrily, "If you don't want to play, go away."
"Hey, wait a minute."
Zhuozhuo swung the swing with all her might, forcing Sun Sirui to brace herself on the ground. He sat up and discussed things with Zhuozhuo, "I'm just staying here. I won't disturb you. Zhuozhuo, look! There are flowers, trees, birds, butterflies, and gravel paths in the garden. Of course, there's also me."
"Well... okay." Zhuozhuo tilted his head and thought about it. He felt that this made sense. Not only did he agree to let Sun Sirui sit on the swing, he also marked a five-meter area around him for him to move freely.
Sun Sirui smiled and nodded, "As you command, Master Zhuozhuo."
Zhuozhuo turned and ran away, but upon hearing this, he couldn't help but turn back and gave Sun Sirui an admiring look that said, "You have a bright future!" It was so cute that he couldn't stop laughing. "If I had known that children were so fun, I would have raised one a long time ago."
003's cold, mechanical voice echoed from the optical computer. "Do you want to raise it on the battlefield or in the pirate's lair? Or should I follow you through space, watch you go crazy in the tower, or play tricks and fight with others in the old house?"
"You should be more cute in front of outsiders."
You have never been cute.
The housekeeping robot was quite large, making it very conspicuous in a garden without any tall shelters. Even walking along the gravel path, Zhuozhuo could spot the giant one, trying hard to hide itself among the flowers. It was easier to find than Sun Sirui on the swing. After the initial excitement wore off, Zhuozhuo sighed. Finding it this way took away from the fun of playing games.
"Where can you hide?"
Zhuozhuo held his chin in his hand, thinking seriously. He even climbed to the top of 9972's head to observe the topography of the garden from above, and came to the conclusion, "You are too big, 33. Do you have a small carrier?"
[Yes, little master.]
A group of patrol robots the size of lychees flew over the garden, and dispersed instantly when Zhuozhuo covered his eyes and shouted "start". In the blink of an eye, they disappeared silently in the garden.
"10, 9... 2, 1, start catching!"
Zhuozhuo put her hand down, looked at the peaceful garden, which seemed devoid of any unnecessary objects, and began to run along the path. After running for a while, Zhuozhuo realized that the patrol robot wouldn't appear in an obvious place, so she parted the dense flowers and searched bit by bit...
He soon grew tired, his patience slowly wearing thin. Zhuozhuo straightened up and looked up at the endless garden, comparing it to the places he had searched before. A feeling of despair welled up in his mind, a feeling that he would never be able to find the end of his search.
But Zhuozhuo didn't want to give up. She searched a few more small shrubs and suddenly saw a small ball lying quietly on a rotten leaf. It didn't seem to fit in with the surroundings. Zhuozhuo instinctively reached out to grab it, but just as she was about to touch it, the ball's indicator light flashed and it quickly took off into the air.
“Ah… found it!”
Zhuozhuo then realized that the ball was the patrol robot. She looked up at the ball and saw it return to its original color. She turned her head to protest, "33! The ball is hiding and we can't see it! We need to turn on the light!"
The little black ball, no bigger than a ping-pong ball, fell on the ground covered with rotten leaves and branches under the flowers when the indicator light was turned off. When the environmental protection color was turned on, it could only be seen by people lying on it.
[I'm sorry, little master. It was my mistake.]
003 apologized, forgetting that Zhuo Zhuo was too young to use his mental power. He controlled the patrol robots to take off, preparing to replace them with a group of larger guard robots.
"Ah!" A scream echoed at the door. A swarm of patrol robots immediately moved in to investigate. Like a dark cloud pressing down, a blonde woman crouched on the ground, covering her head and shouting, "I'm not going back! Don't give me the anesthetic!"
Zhuozhuo subconsciously wanted to run over to see, but was picked up by 9972. 003 followed beside him and said calmly: "Little Master, it's Miss Beatrice."
Zhuozhuo remembered that they were playing in the garden just to wait for Beatrice. She asked worriedly, "Beatrice, were you scared by the robot?"
Perhaps.
By the time Zhuozhuo arrived, Beatrice had regained her composure and stood up. Before her stood the gentle, pale Sun Sirui. "I'm so sorry, I lost my composure. I've witnessed security robots subduing thugs before, so I had some negative associations with what I saw just now. I'm so sorry. Mr. Sun, I promise this won't happen again."
Beatrice's eyes were moist, and her delicate features revealed a fragile yet resilient expression. She looked less like a beta and more like a pampered omega. She looked at Sun Sirui pleadingly, almost swearing.
Seeing Zhuozhuo, Beatrice apologized again, "Zhuozhuo, did my scream just now scare you? I'm sorry, I was too nervous. I was worried that I wouldn't perform well on our first meeting. My mind was full of thinking about how to present myself in front of you, and I didn't pay attention to the outside environment, so I was scared by the patrol robot."
Beatrice took a half step forward and said gently and regretfully, "Zhuozhuo, I know my performance was terrible, but can you give me a chance? I believe we can get along well."
Zhuozhuo looked up at Beatrice's head. Sure enough, the white puppy spirit was bowing and kowtowing to her again, with even bean-sized tears rolling down its shiny black eyes.
Zhuozhuo's eyes lit up, and she felt an itch in her palms, wanting to grab something. But she didn't agree immediately, and instead looked at Sun Sirui. The little girl still remembered that this adult was the one who had the final say in the family.
The lord was very pleased that Zhuozhuo had consulted him. He said gently, "Zhuozhuo, just think about whether you want to keep Miss Beatrice. Leave the rest to me."
Beatrice was surprised. She'd just instinctively avoided the dangerous Sun Sirui, but she hadn't expected him to actually let Zhuozhuo make the decision. Her expression was now even more earnest and nervous, and the little white dog above her head was practically knocking out an afterimage.
Her blazing eyes were glued to the little white dog. She nodded like a chick pecking at rice and said in a baby voice, "Yes! Teacher Beatrice, it was the robot that scared you first. You didn't do anything wrong. Don't be afraid. You can stay."
"Okay, Zhuozhuo," Beatrice said quickly, afraid she'd miss it if she was a little late. She breathed a sigh of relief, her legs giving way. She unnoticedly grasped the iron gate to steady herself, only then realizing what Zhuozhuo had said. Beatrice looked at Zhuozhuo with a deeply moving expression, wanting to reverently kiss the little angel on the cheek.
Sun Sirui said in a gentle voice, "Teacher Beatrice, please come in. I need your detailed information on Zhuozhuo's condition."
"Okay." Beatrice took a deep breath, managed to steady herself, and followed Sun Sirui. The housekeeping robot carried Zhuozhuo beside her. She smiled warmly and was just trying to decide what to say when she heard Zhuozhuo's soft voice say, "Teacher Beatrice, Zhuozhuo wants to pat your head."
His burning gaze never left Beatrice's head. After he saw her say that, the little white dog, which was sprawled out on top of Beatrice's head and panting with its tongue hanging out, suddenly pricked up its ears, and stared with eyes wide in confusion and alertness, but soon relaxed and softened again.
Beatrice was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Sure."
Children always have strange ideas. Zhuozhuo probably felt that her hair color was different from his own, so he wanted to touch it.
9972 quickly reminded, "Baby! You have to touch your hair, not just the air above your head, or you'll notice something's wrong."
Mental power is powerful yet mysterious and ethereal, currently only detectable by machines. Until the spirit awakens, no one, no machine, can see it. If it were discovered that Zhuozhuo could see everyone's spirit, in this age of war, it's easy to imagine the horrors she would encounter.
[Talk to me in your mind, don’t speak out loud!] 9972 patched nervously.
Zhuozhuo paused for a moment and responded in his mind, "I know."
She reached out and touched the ends of Beatrice's golden hair, moving it little by little to the top of her head, her small hand running through the little white dog and stroking the soft hair. The little white dog suddenly stood up and looked around blankly, and Beatrice also murmured "Huh" softly.
Zhuozhuo withdrew his hand and asked with a guilty conscience, "Teacher Beatrice, what's wrong?"
"It's okay. Zhuozhuo's touch feels very comfortable. You are a gentle and good child."
"Um, thank you." Zhuozhuo was embarrassed, but he still reached out and touched the top of Beatrice's head again. He also took the opportunity to grab the little white dog's big ears hanging on the side of its head and rubbed them. After rubbing, Zhuozhuo leaned against 9972's arms, cautiously observing Beatrice's reaction.
Beatrice touched her ear unintentionally, confusion flashed in her eyes, and she smiled at Zhuozhuo.
[Phew, she didn't notice.] 9972 breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhuozhuo also breathed a sigh of relief. There was no real feeling when touching the spiritual body. She touched it once in a sneaky way, like a thief. She would never touch it again.
Sun Sirui, who was walking in front, opened the door and asked Beatrice to sit on the sofa. 003 brought tea. When Beatrice took it, her fingers accidentally touched the tray.
Abnormal. Mental strength stability has increased by 19 points compared to fifteen minutes ago, and recovery speed is much higher than normal.
Sun Sirui lowered his eyes to study the information on the computer, a flicker of contemplation in his gaze. Zhuozhuo wasn't good at hiding herself, and Sun Sirui easily noticed her excessive attention to the tops of everyone's heads. He had initially assumed it was because Zhuozhuo was afraid to meet people's eyes and considered taking her to see a psychiatrist. However, Zhuozhuo's strange behavior just now didn't suggest a worsening of her mental health issues; rather, it seemed like she was interacting with something above Beatrice's head.
What's above your head?
Sun Sirui looked at Zhuozhuo who was rolling around in Beatrice's arms, and seemed to be thinking about something.
Zhuozhuo, who was telling Beatrice about his experience in the orphanage, suddenly looked at Sun Sirui with a confused expression.
Sun Sirui suddenly understood. He smiled faintly and said gently, "Zhuozhuo, let Teacher Beatrice rest for a while. She must be tired from riding the spaceship. When she's rested, you can play together again."
Zhuozhuo looked up at Beatrice and noticed she looked rosy and energetic. The little white dog above her head was also in high spirits, its long, thick tail wagging high. Zhuozhuo asked doubtfully, "Teacher, are you tired?"
Beatrice was about to nod when she suddenly found that the fatigue that had been plaguing her for many days had dissipated, and she now felt very relaxed and happy.
Maybe it's because he successfully escaped from the quagmire and found a job to make a living?
Beatrice didn't think much about it. She shook her head gently and said, "Zhuozhuo, I'm not tired, but I want to put down my suitcase and take a shower and change clothes. I've been in contact with too many people outside and I'm worried about getting contaminated by dust or bacteria or viruses."
"Okay." Zhuozhuo accepted this reason. She got off Beatrice and said in a serious tone, "Teacher, go to sleep. When you wake up, eat. Then play after dinner."
Beatrice glanced at Sun Sirui and, seeing he didn't object, smiled and said, "Okay, thank you, Zhuozhuo." Seeing Sun Sirui make a move to get up, she quickly said, "Mr. Sun, you don't have to see me off. Just send a robot to lead the way for me."
003 Housekeeping Robot said: [Please follow me.]
[This is the first time I've seen you care so much about someone. Is the old house on fire?] 003 teased emotionlessly on the computer, but everyone knew that Sun Sirui was trying to get Beatrice out of the way.
Sun Sirui walked over and picked up Zhuozhuo, using his mental power to input into the optical computer: "I didn't control it specifically just now, and Zhuozhuo noticed my gaze. Her mental power is very strong. It suddenly occurred to me that what she had been looking at might be her mental power."
What do you want to do?
"Of course it confirms my suspicions."
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