Her movement startled the visitor, and the little robot, who looked a little dusty, turned around nervously.
When it saw it was her, it tidied itself up a bit nervously - it seemed there was really nothing to tidy up - so it just patted itself left and right, and even moved its handbag from its right hand to its left, as if this would make it look more formal.
Its cube-shaped brain began to spin as it offered a somewhat incoherent explanation: "I don't have much to do. 7777 is always acting weird... I just came here on my own. I heard a lot has happened at Zaijiu, and I thought I could help you. Of course, if you have any new plans... that would be great too."
Only then did Yu Xunge realize that he had received many 7777 requests to apply for the Yi family.
However, most of her attention was on Y128. It was the first time she saw the mechanical people in such a miserable state.
There were raindrops and mud on its body, the sunflower above its head was wilted, and one corner of its head was stained with paint from somewhere. It looked like it had walked a long way, and its battery was only 6% left.
How adorable! Yu Xunge walked over, picked up the little robot, and held it high. She shook it like a rattle and asked, "Did you find your way here by asking for directions along the way?"
Y128 wanted to break free, but for some reason, it was reluctant to leave. It said, "Hmm..."
The next second, it was held in Zaijiuxunge's arms and patted on the back twice. Its dirty head was pressed into her neck, and her voice rang in its ears.
——"I'm so sorry I didn't pick you up."
She carried herself into the house, took out a power bank specially used by the mechanical race and stuffed it into its arms, then took a clean towel, wet it, wrung it out, and wiped off the mud on its body, and wiped the "What Time Is It" on its head.
It sat dazed beside Zaijiuxunge, a cup of hot milk stuffed into its hand. It saw Zaijiuyantu come down and sit across from them, and asked Zaijiuxunge, "Where did these little mechanical people come from?"
"Oh, this is the new director carrying the wine, Y128."
"Huh? Wasn't it chasing you before?"
"Yes, I grabbed its antenna for me first."
As she said this, Zaijiuxunge suddenly handed over something, [The Lonely Teletubbies]. She leaned over and looked into her eyes, and Y128 saw herself in those black pupils.
It heard her say to itself, "Let's consider it ours, okay? I'll leave it with you while I'm carrying the wine, and when I need to leave, let me take it with me, because I need its help."
Y128 held the antenna in a daze and made an imperceptible "hmm" sound.
It has always complained that their programs are not precise and clear enough, and cannot calculate the only possibility through events.
Isn't it easy to hate and fight back against those who hurt you, and to like and repay those who treat you well?
At this moment, it calculates many possibilities based on the current situation.
"This is what she owes you, you're even," "You got two antennas, and she helped you gain your freedom, you owe her something, you can repay her appropriately," "She's trying to trick the little mechanical people again, she wants you to do her best for her, you need to be careful," "Don't trust her," "She's so easily impressed, you can take advantage of that," "She doesn't trust herself, she's just like the drunkards and smokers, they're allowed here because they need to be monitored"...
The last one was in red font and kept flashing, saying that this was the closest possibility to the truth.
There are various analyses in front of it, and it can choose one of them, and then its brain will generate a response plan and the next step plan for it.
Its interface froze here, as if it had crashed, until it heard Zaijiuxunge ask it, "There are many rooms here. You can choose one yourself. Rooms that already have an owner will have their name written on the doorplate. B80 lives on the third floor. What about you? Which floor do you want to live on?"
Y128 raised his hand to Zaijiuxunge with a serious face, making a "please wait" gesture.
Then he cleared all the options on the page and carefully wrote down his custom answer based on the emotions that had been fluctuating like waves in the pool of emotions since he saw her:
"Nice to meet her"
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