Chapter 350 Doctor, you...
Being patted on the head is really uncommon.
The only time she could remember being touched on the head like this was when she was not yet picked up by the teacher. The bionic robot that took care of her would imitate its human mother and gently touch her head when she occasionally made a mistake or broke something, then patiently explain over and over again that her behavior constituted vandalism of public property and facilities.
As for the disassembled toys, they will also receive such pats on the head and encouragement after being reassembled.
Thinking of these childhood events, coupled with the obvious feeling that I had lost a part of my memory, I suddenly had the illusion that I was in another world.
The memory is a bit old.
Ye Mu stood up and sat by the window. He glanced at Jiang and suddenly felt that he was quite annoying, so he said:
"Why don't you go to my brother's place to recharge?"
River:"……"
He stood up and handed the information he had sorted out to Ye Mu, then said something shocking in a calm tone:
"Before this, I used all the computing power of my system and still couldn't predict that you, Doctor, would be such a person."
Taking the information, Ye Mu said:
"According to my prediction, even if you exist in this world, there won't be another mechanical life in the short term. You, the ancestor of mechanical life, will be alone here."
"Jiang, you're a little pitiful."
River:"……"
So why did he want to go to the time and space where the Doctor was in the first place?
Is this what human beings are?
It seems that humans and machines do not share the same joys and sorrows.
Jiang said bluntly: "I think your words deserve a beating."
Ye Mu laughed, but also felt a little regretful that he couldn't take off his mask: "I don't know when I can see your whole face again."
“Maybe by then, I’ll probably be dead.”
A pair of eyes is fine, and the nose and mouth can be made to be as close to humans as possible, but once the mouth opens, it will inevitably be exposed. The current materials cannot support such a fine lip shape that can imitate the human speaking.
Therefore, there is no plan to change the mask part on Jiang's body.
Ye Mu first contacted Ye Wansheng, and then gave his intelligent brain to Jiang. Jiang took the information that Ye Mu didn't need and left the ward. When Song Yanzhou came back, he found that the robot in the ward was gone, and couldn't help asking:
"Where's Momo?"
Ye Mu was stunned and explained:
"I changed his name. Now he's called Jiang. Next I'm going to modify his machine. I plan to make him my assistant."
As someone who had worked as Ye Mu's experimental assistant, Song Yanzhou was a little skeptical and glanced at Ye Mu:
"Sure?"
"Sure."
"Can it reach that level? With current technology?"
he asked as he put the bowl into the bag.
"You think it's impossible?" Ye Mu asked him back.
Seeing her confident look, Song Yanzhou began to doubt whether his judgment was wrong. After all, he was not an expert in this area. He hesitated for a moment and said, "If you think it's possible, maybe."
He trusts Ye Mu more.
Ye Mu felt his blind trust in him, and inexplicably felt very happy. He approached him and asked:
"Do you want to continue what you just left unfinished?"
"I'll give you a chance."
Song Yanzhou was a little moved. She didn't seem to be so opposed. Finally, she said:
"No."
Sometimes one wrong step leads to all wrong steps.
"Actually, I remembered some interesting things. It's not like I have completely lost my memory. It's just that there are still many things I haven't remembered yet. But it's only a matter of time before I remember them."
Seeing his refusal, Ye Mu returned to sit by the window, picked up the information and slowly read it, speaking casually.
"Is it about me?"
Song Yanzhou wiped the small table in the ward again, then turned on the light, walked over to her, brought a chair and sat down next to her:
"I know some of your arrangements."
Upon hearing this, Ye Mu put down the information in his hand, listened attentively, and waited for him to continue speaking.
"You have previously conducted experiments on culture fluids in Province S. At this time of year, you should have been able to compare the yields. I know the phone number of the Institute of Research in Province S. You can call them and ask."
"You have designed the machinery needed for the culture medium production line and have given it to Mr. Xu. As long as Mr. Xu doesn't have any urgent projects, he will definitely help manufacture the machines on the drawings you gave him. You can also call him to ask about the situation."
"There is also the intelligent brain. According to your original plan, a new intelligent brain with more comprehensive functions will be launched in China around October."
Song Yanzhou took out his own intelligent computer and handed it to Ye Mu: "This is what you gave me. The new one is just missing a software you wrote."
"As for other arrangements, I don't know much."
Ye Mu said: "These are enough, they are of great help."
She lowered her eyes and pondered for a while, then found the contact information of the people she needed from Song Yanzhou's intelligent brain.
But he didn't rush to contact him. Instead, he tapped Song Yanzhou's arm with his smart computer and asked:
"You really don't consider what I just said?"
Song Yanzhou fell silent again. Once, twice, and three times, he felt that he really could not resist Ye Mu's seductive behavior.
According to what he was thinking at the moment, he should just refuse directly and leave a better impression, but he had to hesitate for a while every time before he could really make a decision, and this process was even a little difficult.
Without looking at Ye Mu, Song Yanzhou was about to shake his head. People's cognition always has various errors, and Song Yanzhou is also a person who will carry out his correct judgment to the end.
No matter what state Ye Mu is in, it is not wrong to maintain a basic distance at this moment.
But before he could shake his head, Ye Mu flicked his fingers on the chair, and Song Yanzhou subconsciously grabbed her hand, and then the two of them stared at each other, with Ye Mu's eyes full of ridicule:
"It looks like your body is much more honest than this person's."
Song Yanzhou: “…”
He was a little discouraged in front of Ye Mu, and gave in to the desire that was clamoring in his heart: "You said you remembered something, so if you don't mind, let me hold you for a while, okay?"
In fact, he had expected that when the two met, there should be an intimate hug, in order to soothe his anxiety, to fill the void left by his absence from her side, and to pass on his own warmth to her.
But who knew there would be such an unexpected situation.
Ye Mu stretched out his hand to Song Yanzhou, who leaned over and took her from the chair into his arms. He leaned his head against her shoulder, sighed softly, closed his eyes and said:
"Luckily you were okay in this earthquake."
“I’m actually really scared…”
Song Yanzhou lowered his head and buried his face in the hair that fell on her shoulders. He tightened his arms around her a little. Only when his arms and chest were filled with her could he convey the most real feeling.
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