Chapter 272 Machine 11
Jiang Chan's electronic devices became decorations. When she watched videos in the past, Yin Jia would describe the content of the video, the clothes, the environment, the expression, and not just the voice she heard with her ears.
After connecting to Jiang Chan's various data interfaces, whenever Jiang Chan wanted to watch videos or listen to e-books, she would operate on the display screen on Yin Jia's chest.
Jiang Chan actually wanted to take her phone back, but Yin Jia would express it in a cold mechanical voice with a very aggrieved tone: "Young master, are you not satisfied with Yin Jia?" Jiang Chan was very satisfied with him, and in order to express her satisfaction, she forced herself to adapt to Yin Jia's display screen.
She lay on his legs, cushioned by a pillow, fiddling with the display screen. Silver Armor's voice replaced the voice reading. Jiang Chan's phone's voice reading was set to a male voice. For some reason, when she turned on the phone again, the background sound of the male voice crackled, as if there was a problem.
Jiang Chan's hearing was acute, and she gradually stopped thinking about her phone. The only time she felt uncomfortable was when she was "reading" novels at night. In the past, she relied on voice reading, which was electronic after all, so Jiang Chan didn't feel awkward. But when the person reading aloud was Yin Jia, Jiang Chan felt something was wrong.
"He didn't know what this feeling was. He saw fire, a fiery red flame burning in his chest. His eyes turned red, stained with burning desire. He suddenly grabbed the woman's arm and pressed her into his arms. Seeing the disgust in her expression, he said in an even more sorrowful tone, 'I like you, Master.' The woman's face was full of disgust, 'You are a robot invented by my husband. You are a robot. You are broken.'..."
He didn't know how to describe his emotions at the moment. He felt the fire grow stronger and hotter, burning out pitch-black ashes. His voice remained cold and indifferent. 'Then I will kill him. Then, will the master love me?' He was very strong. He tightly grasped the woman's arm and brought her to him, his eyes fixed on those bright red lips...
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Jiang Chan practically wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it. Her face flushed red. She felt that the words used to describe a woman's lip color could perfectly apply to her face. Her face was radiantly red! She thought Yin Jia knew her preferences. She loved fairy tales and listened to them every night to fall asleep. She had thought Yin Jia was just the same as before, but who knew he'd actually clicked on a book titled "Domineering Robot Forced Love: Master, You Are Mine." Jiang Chan found the title intriguing and didn't stop him. She was also very curious, but who knew that the following was hundreds of words of indescribable...
In a society where computers are highly developed, people's lives are controlled by big data algorithms. Jiang Chan can already foresee that in the future, the screen will be filled with all kinds of forced love bedtime stories recommended by big data. It's okay for her to read them secretly, but when Yin Jia reads them aloud to her, she feels something is wrong!
Jiang Chan: "Stop, don't read anymore."
Yin Jia's voice was cold and mechanical. He paused on the domineering kiss between the robot and the mistress, then stopped talking with a hint of confusion in his tone: "Young Master, don't you like hearing this type of story?"
Jiang Chan hugged the pillow: "I don't like it."
Shining Armor: "Excuse me, young master, do you dislike stories about robbery or stories where the protagonist is a robot?"
"Ah..." Jiang Chan was stunned. She didn't expect him to ask so carefully.
Shining Armor's tone was still gentle and patient, but it concealed a subtle pressure and a hint of madness. "Excuse me, young master, do you dislike robots?"
Jiang Chan's eyes were still wrapped in gauze. She was completely unaware that Yin Jia's metal eyes were emitting a red light. The scorching red light seemed to burn the sky red. The air gradually became dry. Jiang Chan pursed her lips and raised her head from the pillow. Her face was flushed red. She reached out to Yin Jia and said, "I want some water."
Shining Armor remained silent. The mechanical arm obediently moved to the side, took the warm water that had been prepared on the table, and handed it to Jiang Chan's mouth. Jiang Chan sat up cross-legged, holding the cup, sipping it in small sips. Not wanting to continue this topic, she said, "Shining Armor, I want to hear the story of the princess and the dragon!"
Shining Armor didn't answer immediately, but paused before saying, "My young master, the story of the robot isn't over yet."
Jiang Chan tilted her head, her eyes covered with gauze facing Yin Jia, but her vision was blurry and she could not see anything clearly. She handed the cup back to Yin Jia. When she heard the sound of the cup being placed on the table, she moved in front of Yin Jia, holding his face with both hands, as if looking at him carefully, her fingers replacing his eyes.
Yin Jia's gaze was fixed on Jiang Chan. As soon as her palm touched his body, he activated various sensory simulators and recorded all the descriptions in his mind, hoping to understand his little master more deeply in this way.
"Ginger Armor, am I your favorite little master?"
"Yes, Shining Armor loves the little master the most."
"Then tell me honestly, Yinjia, do you want to fall in love?" Jiang Chan asked, and then muttered: "You have really become advanced. Do robots also want to fall in love?"
Shining Armor was silent.
Jiang Chan touched her chin and said, "If you really have the consciousness of love, then where can I buy you a robot? I have no money. Yin Jia, you can tell me it is fake and wait until I have money, then you can consider it, okay?"
Silver Armor remained silent.
After a while, Yin Jia put Jiang Chan's hand back to his face. The human palm was warm, but the metal body was cold. Yin Jia stared at Jiang Chan. He could read her emotions. She thought it was fun that he wanted to fall in love, but she didn't take it seriously. Yin Jia suddenly felt that the internal parts were a little stuck. It seemed to be getting older despite having undergone a comprehensive repair, so old that it was about to collapse.
"Silver Armor likes the little master. Silver Armor likes the little master the most. Silver Armor only likes the little master."
Yin Jia spoke in a slow, cold tone, his vision completely occupied by Jiang Chan.
Jiang Chan prefers the upgraded Yin Jia. It’s not that she doesn’t like the previous Yin Jia. The previous Yin Jia was more like her imaginary partner, but the current Yin Jia seems to have his own consciousness. He is more like a real partner in reality. He will talk to Jiang Chan and sometimes even have disagreements with Jiang Chan.
Jiang Chan hasn't felt lonely for a long time. In addition to Yin Jia's company, she has a lot of things to do every day. Not only does she have a part-time job in the repair shop, but Yin Jia also tailors a physical fitness plan for her.
Yinjia tested her health level in real time and concluded that she was malnourished. Yinjia therefore expressed his dereliction of duty. Jiang Chan even had the illusion that if Yinjia could make expressions, he would definitely feel guilty and regretful.
In addition, Jiang Chan's funds were also taken away by Yinjia for management. That amount of money was not actually called funds, but Yinjia did something to it. When Jiang Chan asked again, it had increased several times, and her food supply was also improved a lot.
Breakfast consists of soy milk, eggs, wontons, or boiled shrimps. Fruits include fresh blueberries or bananas and apples. Lunch is more substantial, usually various broths, Chinese medicinal herbs and corresponding meats. Dinner is more of a vegetable salad with a moderate amount of easily digestible food.
Food alone wouldn't achieve the desired results, so Yin Jia took Jiang Chan for a walk every morning, progressing from a stroll to a brisk walk and finally to a jog. It had to be said that within just a few weeks, Jiang Chan's physical condition had improved significantly.
Although her eyes can see things blurry, they cannot see light. Her eyes will easily become sore when exposed to light. Ming Jianyue suggested that she should not remove the gauze first, but use eye drops on time. Once her eyes adapt, her vision will become clearer and clearer.
Jiang Chan was very happy and started to prepare for the start of school. She had been on leave for a long time. Sister Aina took good care of her and agreed that she could continue to work part-time in her spare time. The most important thing was that Yin Jia did something that made Jiang Chan's funds double again. She knew that Yin Jia had initially pretended to be a computer doctor on the Internet to remotely solve computer-related problems. Jiang Chan was not very clear about what he did later.
There were many professional terms that Jiang Chan didn't understand, but she felt at ease as long as she knew that Yin Jia was safe and could stay with her forever.
That morning, Jiang Chan nearly tripped while taking a walk. Something soft and squishy stepped on her feet. Jiang Chan shifted her feet, and a chill rose from them. It felt like a corpse. She covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound. Her vision hadn't fully recovered, and she could only sense a blur of light. She regretted leaving without waiting for Yin Jia.
Yin Jia was waiting for snacks at a stall in the back, a stall that baked egg cakes. Jiang Chan thought it was too crowded, and since she frequented the area, she left alone. She felt a little regretful and moved to the side, only to step on something sticky again. Even the cane she was leaning on felt soft and mushy.
Jiang Chan's scalp tingled, and she called out softly, "Silver Armor, Silver Armor, Silver Armor..."
Yin Jia arrived in time, stretched out his mechanical arms, put his arms around her waist and held her to his side, "Little master, Yin Jia is here." Jiang Chan hugged his neck and tried to lift her feet: "Your shoes are dirty!" Yin Jia took off her shoes, threw them into the trash, and held her bare feet in his arms.
"My little master, the shoes are thrown away."
He reached out and patted Jiang Chan on the back, his tone calm yet hinting at temptation, "Young Master, never abandon Yin Jia and leave alone again." He stared at Jiang Chan intently. Her eyes were red, as if frightened by the touch of his feet, but she remained strong and didn't cry. Yin Jia then said, "Young Master, you can cry when you are by Yin Jia's side."
Jiang Chan hugged his neck tightly, not daring to drop the ball. "I don't want to cry." Yin Jia paused slightly and continued, "Yin Jia means that Yin Jia's arms will always be open to the young master."
Jiang Chan's bad mood was driven away, and she laughed, "Yingjia, you've become so smooth-talking!"
Shining Armor was slightly confused: "That's not a nice word."
"Young Master, do you have a bad impression of Silver Armor?"
Jiang Chan quickly shook her head: "No, Yin Jia, don't let your imagination run wild."
Silver Armor continued the previous topic: "Young Master, please do not leave Silver Armor. Right in front of you, two corpses lie on the ground, and countless broken limbs are piled up. The smell is terrible, and the bodies are covered with red spots, which seems to be some kind of disease..."
He said, "It's very dangerous, young master, Yin Jia will protect you." Jiang Chan was almost nauseated by his description. She hurriedly urged Yin Jia to take her away, then jumped to the ground and let Yin Jia give her a comprehensive disinfection and throw away her dirty clothes. Only then did she feel much better.
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