Chapter 323 New Member
In the living room of No. 66 Wutong Road, the artificial saint was sitting on the sofa opposite Yu Sheng in a somewhat restrained posture.
The main reason for her restraint was that she was 3 meters tall, and sitting on the sofa looked like squatting...
"I told you, being too tall isn't good either," Irene muttered as she sat next to Yu Sheng, as if brainwashing herself, "Look how uncomfortable she is sitting there."
Yu Sheng side-glanced at this shorty, and seeing that her calves were hanging down from the sofa and couldn't even reach above the cushion, he felt a little embarrassed to complain about her.
However, communication with the "artificial saint" is still difficult.
The good news is that after a period of communication, the other party's reaction speed seems to have improved a bit, and the situation of suddenly "freezing" in the middle of chatting has also decreased a lot. She seems to be adapting to her "resurrection" state quickly. The bad news is that there seems to be a big problem with her language function.
Yes, language function, the artificial saint can actually speak. According to Yu Sheng's observation, it's not that she doesn't have a vocal module in her body, but this module may be severely damaged, or it may be a sequelae of mental damage - when talking, she occasionally makes some sounds, but they are vague and short, and it is extremely difficult to understand the content.
But for students, being able to communicate with each other is already great.
"Do you remember anything about yourself?" he asked tentatively. "I mean, your time as a 'human'."
The artificial saint nodded slowly, uttering some short and meaningless syllables.
"You remember everything that happened to you after that, right?" Yu Sheng asked again.
Again he received a slow but affirmative reply.
Irene jumped from the sofa to the coffee table and sat cross-legged in front of the artificial saint: "Hey, C-button, what do you want to do next?"
The artificial saint was stunned for a moment. This was a question that could not be answered simply by nodding or shaking her head, so she tried hard to think about it, and then gestured - after a long time, some short and vague noises finally came from the body.
"Ah, I can't hear you clearly," Irene scratched her hair, "I forgot you couldn't say it... Then let me ask it another way?"
But this time, the artificial saint who had been responding gently suddenly waved her hands vigorously, and then continued to try to utter a few short syllables, which were still too vague to be heard clearly.
Irene was stunned for a while, and finally couldn't help but said: "Hey, don't bother, I really can't say it..."
Before she could finish her words, Yu Sheng patted her shoulder gently.
"You want to speak for yourself, right?" Yu Sheng picked up Irene and looked up at the iron doll opposite him. "Don't worry, speak slowly. Your pronunciation is clearer than before."
The artificial saint nodded slowly, and after a long while, she tried to utter some syllables again, and then after a while, she tried again.
Yu Sheng and the others finally managed to hear clearly - or rather, they knew what she said by listening and guessing.
"I want to go home," the iron body made a sound like rusty gears rubbing and tearing, almost like noise, and then she raised her hand to gesture, as if she felt that what she said was not clear enough, and repeated it again, "Go home."
"...Okay, go home." Yu Sheng was silent for a few seconds after hearing the other party's answer, and then nodded gently, "I will find a way to find your hometown."
The artificial saint nodded, but it seemed that she had not finished speaking. She tried hard several times, and after making many meaningless noises in succession, finally a few clear syllables came out of her body: "Save, them, save...save..."
Then there was a lot of noise again.
Seeing how hard she was trying to speak, Irene quickly jumped onto the coffee table again. "Okay, okay, I get it. Just help the people in your hometown and save them from that beastly monastic order... Uh, but to be honest, this seems like a big project."
The little doll turned his head halfway through his speech and looked at Yu Sheng hesitantly.
"Did you promise her before?" she said hesitantly, "But to be honest, it might be a bit difficult for the three of us to attack a planet - by then even if you have Blood and Light Disaster Disaster Disaster Disaster Disaster Disaster Disaster, it might not be enough..."
The little puppet's words were actually quite euphemistic. Yu Sheng even felt that she had omitted at least a thousand "disasters". But even so, there was a fearless person next to her who dared to take on anything - Hu Li came over with his tail wagging: "It doesn't matter, I can be the pioneer when the time comes!"
Irene glared, "What a vanguard! Are you relying on the pile of Fox Carrot Missiles you've saved up? Even if your tail is plucked out, is it enough to take down a planet?!"
"It doesn't matter. I can get help when the time comes," Yu Sheng waved his hand. "The border area will take action. The monastic order has built the tower right under the nose of the council. They will have to find a place to fight. Besides, it's too early to talk about this now. We haven't even found the coordinates yet."
As he said this, he turned around and his eyes fell on the artificial saint again: "Don't worry, we will help you."
The artificial saint nodded slowly, and then with great effort, she uttered another word from a series of noises -
"revenge."
The scene fell silent. After a few seconds, Yu Sheng said to the "Iron Doll" sitting opposite the sofa with a very serious expression, "Okay, revenge."
"Okay, that's the three things," Irene stood up and clapped her hands, "Go home, save my fellow villagers, and get revenge. These are pretty understandable demands. Is there nothing else?"
The artificial saint shook her head.
"But let's make it clear in advance that these are goals that can't be completed in a short period of time," Irene continued, "You have nowhere to go during this period, so you can stay and work in our organization - Yusheng, is that what you mean?"
The little puppet seemed to have just remembered his position as second-in-command halfway through his speech and quickly turned back to confirm.
Yu Sheng didn't really care. He just smiled and nodded, and said to the artificial saint: "If you want, you can join the 'inn'. We are indeed short of staff, but we won't force you. You can stay here if you don't want to join. Anyway, there is no shortage of accommodation here. What do you want?"
This time the other party's reaction was faster than any other time.
She nodded very seriously, but because she found it difficult to say a complete sentence, she simply uttered one syllable: "Okay."
"Then welcome to join us," Yu Sheng smiled and extended his hand to the other party, "From today on, you will be our fourth member."
The artificial saint hesitated for a moment, then imitated Yu Sheng and stretched out her hand. The flesh and blood body and the metal palm were clasped together, transmitting each other's heat.
"Great," Irene was immediately happy. This guy seemed to have completely forgotten the grudge between him and "C-shaped Buckle". He happily ran to Hu Li and poked his tail. "Fox, fox, you will be a senior in the future! Now the hotel has the fourth in command..."
"Didn't you say you were going to fight with 'C-shaped buckle'?" Yu Sheng couldn't help but want to tease her when he saw this situation, "Why don't you have any opinion about her now?"
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"Oh, yes, yes," Irene seemed to react suddenly after being reminded like this. She sat on the coffee table for a while and started to deal with the conflicting processes in her mind. As a result, she couldn't figure it out after dealing with it for a long time. She simply stared at Yu Sheng and said, "Isn't the atmosphere not suitable? When the atmosphere is right, you can see whether we can fight or not... Don't laugh!"
She turned around and ran to the artificial saint, arrogantly saying, "Listen, you are a puppet now, and I am also a puppet, but you are a C-type button and a junior, so from now on I am the captain of the puppet action team and you are the vice-captain. The vice-captain must listen to the captain! Do you understand?"
The artificial saint just tilted her head, as if she felt that the words of the noisy dwarf in front of her were sick, and simply ignored her.
"Hey, Yusheng, look at her attitude!" Irene was immediately dissatisfied and turned around to complain, "I magnanimously accepted her C-shaped buckle, but she still ignored me..."
“Alright, alright. There are two puppets in total, a captain and a vice-captain. If you don’t feel ashamed, I feel embarrassed.” Yu Sheng reached out helplessly to pick up the puppet. “Also, don’t always call it C-shaped, C-shaped. It should have a name…”
At this point he suddenly stopped and looked at the iron puppet opposite him with curiosity: "By the way, what's your name?"
Then the artificial saint froze - there was no movement for a long time.
After a long while, she suddenly moved, and a series of indistinguishable noises came out of her body.
Irene spread her hands and said, "It's over. The biggest communication problem has appeared!"
Hu Li's eyes turned, and he ran to get a pen and paper and put them on the coffee table, and pushed them in front of the artificial saint: "Write it down, can you write?"
Irene was startled when she saw this: "Oh, yes, it can be done this way. Why didn't I think of it just now..."
As a result, she swallowed the rest of the sentence before she finished speaking.
Because she saw the iron puppet opposite her pick up a pen and write a string of symbols that no one recognized on the paper.
The artificial saint raised her head and looked at Yu Sheng with some nervousness and uneasiness, obviously realizing that no one could understand what she wrote.
This is the text that the "monks" in the church in my hometown taught us.
After a moment of awkward silence, she raised her hand again, pointed at herself, and once again tried to make a sound from this iron body, saying her name as a human being long, long ago, before the monotonous and cold title of "Saint" was given.
How did my parents call me at that time?
"Lu￥#@%..."
She tried again, and the sound finally became clearer—
"Lu-Na..."
"Your name is Luna?" Yu Sheng looked at the other party and confirmed it.
"Yeah." The artificial saint nodded slowly and uttered short syllables.
"Okay, Luna," Yu Sheng smiled gently, "Nice to meet you, Luna."
(End of this chapter)
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