Chapter 43 Artificial Intelligence-Brain Cleaning Robot
Take things lightly: "I didn't, I didn't, I've used up all the money I received, I have nothing left, don't ask me."
Beautiful Girl Warrior: "How can you be like this? Didn't you say before that we're all from Rabbit Country and should help each other? Do you mean that others can only help you, and you won't help others?"
Mingzhao was secretly pleased that the man who had taken everything lightly was now visibly panicked; he could finally let him experience what it was like to be morally blackmailed.
What followed were criticisms of those who take things lightly, or requests for cooling supplies.
Mingzhao suddenly saw someone in the gaps between the scrolling screens.
Little Butter Latte Cult member: "Does anyone have heatstroke medicine? I have heatstroke and feel like I'm dying. I'm willing to trade all my resources for it."
Mingzhao remembered the name; she had spoken very fairly and had helped others many times, so she seemed like good candidate for a manager.
She opened her private messages.
"I have some heatstroke medicine here. Do you have anything to exchange for it?"
After waiting for ten minutes, I still hadn't received a reply.
When Mingzhao opened the private message interface again, he suddenly noticed that a black shadow had appeared around Xiaohuang's profile picture of a Latte cult follower, and it started to flash.
This is a symbol of a life being threatened!
She quickly used a tracking card to locate the Little Butter Latte cult members.
A cargo ship appeared on the shipping route. Since it was a cargo ship, most of its deck was exposed to the sun and looked very hot.
Mingzhao used a zipline to slide onto the boat.
Wearing a water-cooled suit, the cockpit was opened, and a petite girl lay unconscious in the driver's seat.
Her exposed face was dry and red, and the cooling patches on her body had completely melted. The air conditioner above her head was running hard, but it was of no use at all.
She was breathing rapidly, her heart pounding.
Mingzhao carried her on his back without any effort and returned her to his boat.
The Little Butter Latte cult member was placed on the bed in the bedroom, his face turned to one side.
Mingzhao took out the last water-cooled garment and helped her put it on, then found a bottle of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water and poured it down her throat.
Ten minutes later, Xiao Huang's breathing and heartbeat gradually calmed down, just like those of a Latte Church follower.
Half an hour later, she slowly opened her eyes and saw a milk dragon sitting on the edge of the bed playing with a control panel.
"Are you... the invincible Greymon boss?"
Mingzhao: "Yes, it's me. Don't rush to speak, let me get you some water."
Mingzhao took out some chilled herbal tea from the refrigerator, helped the little butter latte follower up, and let her drink it slowly.
Little Butter Latte devotees look like they're about to cry.
"Waaaah, boss, you're my savior! I've been sailing at sea for so long, and this is the first time someone has ever been so kind to me."
Mingzhao smiled.
"Don't speak too soon. I only came to save you because you said you could exchange all your supplies for heatstroke medicine."
She didn't want Xiao Huang to be seen by Latte Church followers as the kind of person who does good deeds without expecting anything in return.
Xiao Huang, a follower of the Latte Church, struggled to sit up.
"Boss, come aboard my ship, you can pick whatever you want."
Mingzhao: "No, you've just woken up, don't faint again. Rest a while, drink some water, I'll go get the boat, and I'll come see you again later."
After saying that, Mingzhao placed a pot of health-preserving tea by the bedside, got up and left.
Little Huang, a follower of the Latte Church, stared blankly at Milk Dragon's departing figure.
After a while, he suddenly pressed the pillow against his face and rolled it around twice.
This was the first time she had ever found the character of Milk Dragon so appealing.
Falling in love with Brother Long is as easy as breathing.
Mingzhao used a zipline to pull the cargo ship of the Little Butter Latte Cult members forward, and the speed was reduced to only 30 knots.
After an hour's voyage, we returned to the bedroom and saw that she had already sat up.
Her face, which had been alarmingly red, finally regained its fair complexion, and she looked much better.
"Boss, my health has returned to 60, I should be fine now. Let's go to my ship and check the supplies."
Back on the cargo ship, the Little Butter Latte cult members ransacked their cabins, even taking out items from their storage compartments.
Mingzhao didn't actually want all of her supplies; she just wanted to see what good things she had.
Suddenly, she was drawn to a flat, scratched robot vacuum cleaner.
It looks like an ordinary robot vacuum cleaner, but when she turned on the Clear Vision feature, the label on it read...
[An AI-powered, idiotic robotic vacuum cleaner: A robotic vacuum cleaner addicted to surfing the internet and online forums, with terrible cleaning skills. Rumors circulated on forums that it was a reclusive hacker master, but these comments have mysteriously disappeared.]
Such a long introduction is obviously not ordinary.
"I want this robot vacuum cleaner."
Xiao Huang, a latte enthusiast, said: "Hey boss, what do you need this for? It's an idiot. I asked it to sweep the floor before, and it not only spilled my salad dressing but also spread it evenly on the floor. Then it bumped its head on the edge of the boat and broke it."
"Look, I have upgrade cards, tracking cards, and lots of materials here too."
Cosmic Invincible Tyrannomon: "It's okay, I want this one. I really like this robot."
The Little Butter Latte cult members insisted on giving her 20 more ship upgrade cards.
Mingzhao felt a little embarrassed. This robot looked very powerful and was definitely worth all the money she had spent on it. Although Xiaohuang had followers of the Latte Cult who didn't know, she didn't want to cheat her.
"Alright then, here you go. Put it in the freezer overnight and you can wear it all day. I don't want you to get heatstroke and faint again."
After the transaction was completed, Mingzhao took the robot and jumped onto the zipline and left.
The leader of the Little Butter Latte Cult watched her departing figure, unable to suppress the surging excitement within him.
Back on the ship, Mingzhao took out a repair card and began repairing the AI-powered robotic vacuum cleaner.
Not knowing how long the repairs would take, she returned to the cockpit and continued steering the ship.
As she was driving, she suddenly heard a strange noise.
Upon opening the door, one sees the deck now a riot of colors, and a robot vacuum cleaner desperately trying to salvage the situation.
She roughly counted: there was at least one mango mashed into pulp, several crushed strawberries, and a pot of herbal tea on the ground.
Mingzhao felt her heart bleeding; this was the most precious fruit at sea!
She glanced at the robot vacuum cleaner.
It seemed to realize it had done something wrong and hid behind the deck. Although it had no eyes, Mingzhao felt that it was carefully observing him.
Mingzhao kept reassuring herself, "It's okay, I didn't expect it to sweep the floor anyway."
Then, I took out a steam mop, put on a water-cooled suit, and mopped the entire boat in the high temperature.
The robot seemed a little guilty and started spinning in circles, as if trying to hide its embarrassment.
Mingzhao suddenly couldn't get angry anymore for some reason.
She crouched down and stared at the robot's panel, guessing that its eyes should be here.
"May I have your name?"
The robot emitted a very standard mechanical sound.
“I don’t have a name. My number is D02154839. They all call me Little Moron.”
Mingzhao: ...She doesn't want a robot vacuum cleaner named Little Idiot.
"From now on, your name will be Xiao Zhi."
"Listen, Ash, you don't need to sweep or clean anymore. I have a more important task for you."
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