2. Scientist Dad 2
Baiyun District, a district within the municipal administration of City C, is located in the south-central part of the city, geographically situated at the heart of its largest wholesale market. It boasts a wide range of manufacturing factories, primarily in textiles, electronics, and handicrafts. Its daily per capita traffic is the highest in the city.
Wutong Residential Area, located at the junction of Baiyun and Tianyuan Districts, boasts excellent public security and a beautiful environment. Thanks to its well-developed greenery, fresh air, and quiet surroundings, it has become the preferred residence for many white-collar workers from both districts.
On this day, Mrs. Liu, the landlord of Huaxing Apartment, and several of her friends were playing mahjong at home.
"Oh, I won! Haha!" Mrs. Cheng slapped her thigh and laughed. She had been lucky today and had already won quite a bit. The flesh on Dapan's face trembled slightly at her bold gesture.
Mrs. Cheng is also a landlady, owning several apartments in Wutong Community. She spends her free time playing mahjong with friends and occasionally taking spontaneous trips. Her life is incredibly beautiful. She's generally relaxed and relaxed, with a relaxed disposition.
Mrs. Li, whose hair was permed like steel wool, sighed regretfully, "I almost won. I rarely have a good hand!"
"Mrs. Cheng is so lucky today!" Mrs. Wang, a woman with fair skin, has a husband who is a lawyer and is always meticulous in his work. This has made her temperament quite gentle.
Mrs. Liu felt a surge of frustration. She'd been spending all day and not making any money. It wasn't that she cared about the money; having fun meant winning and losing!
“Huahuahua…”
The four of them chatted while shuffling the cards.
Mrs. Cheng: "Mrs. Liu, I saw the tenant of 301 in your apartment again today. There was another big box of stuff, sealed tightly and I don't know what's inside. It's been three years and he hasn't stopped." Mrs. Liu: "Who knows! He doesn't look rich, but he carries things home in boxes. He looks strange too. I don't see him going out to work all day. But he pays the rent on time."
"Da da da" several people began to stack mahjong tiles.
Mrs. Li: "What kind of job do you think he does? I've met him a few times. He's tall and thin, very gentle, and looks like an intellectual. Judging from his age, his children must be quite old, right?"
Mrs. Liu picked up a bamboo stick, picked up a piece of fruit from the fruit bowl on the stool next to her, put it in her mouth, and said vaguely: "I haven't even seen my wife! He looks single. I haven't seen him go out many times in more than three years. He stays in the apartment all day. I don't know what he is doing!"
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My wife was a little worried. What if it was a bad guy, a criminal or something? That would be terrible. She would be the one who would be in trouble.
Mrs. Wang comforted her, "Aren't there a lot of jobs that don't require leaving the house these days? Maybe that's the case."
Mrs. Liu: "You know what? I once followed the maintenance worker into 301 while he was fixing a water pipe. He was sitting at his computer, typing away, and I couldn't understand anything on it!"
At that time, she came out because she didn't think there was any big problem.
Mrs. Cheng responded in surprise, "Oh! That could be it! Isn't my son Jiahong's colleague that internet celebrity? It's probably similar to this."
Mrs. Cheng’s son’s company is in the clothing business and is recruiting for the position of anchor.
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At this time, Cheng Jiu, who was in the rented room of the apartment, had no idea that he had become the topic of conversation among others.
He was sitting at the computer desk, typing away on the keyboard, and the computer screen showed the program compiler working.
On the left side of the room is a large bookshelf filled with various books, including books on high-level language programming, computer vision, embedded control systems and applications, circuit analysis, PLC principles and applications, analog electronic technology, robot sensor technology and applications, digital electronic technology, motion control systems, industrial robot computer programming, automatic control principles, microcomputer principles and interface technology... and so on.
On the right stood a massive shelf for storing items. It was filled with electronic gadgets of all sizes. There was a chubby Big White robot, a cute robot dog, a petite robot cat, digital watches...
On the table next to the shelf, there is a glass cabinet neatly filled with various small machine parts and props.
Cheng Jiu paused, stretched his back, and tilted his head back to loosen his stiff body. He looked up at a poster of his son, Cheng Ye, on the wall. The boy in the poster was about sixteen or seventeen, with short, shoulder-length, dyed brown hair. His fair face still had a hint of childishness. His large, bright eyes and a simple smile made him look sweet and well-behaved.
Looks easy to bully!
Cheng Jiu smiled.
Three years ago, an accidental opportunity led Cheng Jiu to embark on the road of robot manufacturing, which he would never turn back!
He is not from this world, even though he has no memories of the past. But he is very clear that he does not belong to this world. He came here, accepted this person's life, and fulfilled his wishes on his behalf.
Cheng Jiu seemed to accept the task naturally. He even occasionally felt as if he was
What was this "mission"? His easygoing nature made him quickly put his doubts behind him.
Fortunately, he was a quick and steady learner, and he could pick up many things instantly, as if he had done them more than once before.
I guess he has learned it before! Cheng Jiu thought so.
It's been almost four years, time has flown by so quickly. My son has been in the entertainment industry for over six months now, and he's almost an adult.
What coming-of-age gift should I give my son? Cheng Jiu's fingers tapped the table intermittently.
In the past few years, his son has been a trainee abroad. Cheng Jiu has always been concerned about his son's growth, but he has not contacted him.
My son's coming-of-age ceremony is coming up soon, so he needs a good gift...
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Suddenly, a video request popped up on the computer, interrupting Cheng Jiu's thoughts.
Cheng Jiu, whose thoughts were interrupted, glanced at the screen and said "Accept".
A faint light flickered on the chest of the palm-sized robot next to the computer. The computer automatically accepted the video request.
On the other side of the video, a man who looked to be in his thirties said, "Hello, Mr. Cheng!"
The man, Mr. Wang, said sincerely, "I wonder if you are satisfied with the materials and accessories I sent you last time? If you still need anything, just let me know."
Is this the order for goods?
Cheng Jiu turned around and took a metal sphere that was slightly larger than a tennis ball from the shelf and placed it on the table in the middle of the room. There were cracks of various shapes on the surface of the round sphere. It was not difficult to see that the entire sphere was actually made up of pieces of parts.
Cheng Jiu reached out and pressed on the sphere, and a small plate on the sphere slightly dented, forming a small groove.
Cheng Jiu put his index finger into the groove.
The metal sphere suddenly made a mechanical sound: "Fingerprint unlocking successful! Start!"
"Crack!" The metal sphere cracked quickly, and the small parts were quickly disassembled and assembled into two robotic arms.
The sound of "click, click, click" of slight machine assembly rang out in the room, and parts were automatically disassembled and reassembled one by one.
In just a few seconds, a robot, roughly thirty centimeters tall, was assembled. It had a large body, long, thick limbs, a sharp knife-like right arm, a cannon-shaped left, and a small head that seemed to be sinking into its shoulders.
"006 loaded! Please give instructions, master!" A cold and mechanical voice sounded.
Cheng Jiu took out a ping-pong ball-sized stone from the potted plant next to him and placed it on the table. He ordered in a cold voice, "006, cut the stone!"
"Yes! Master!"
006 raised his arm, and the sturdy arm automatically disassembled and reassembled its parts.
It formed something like a chainsaw.
With a "hissing" sound and accompanied by a small dust, the stone was cut into two halves.
Cheng Jiu ignored Mr. Wang's curious expression and placed a bigger stone in front of 006.
"006, cut the stone!" he ordered. 006 glanced at the stone, quickly raised his arms, and his body began to automatically disassemble and reassemble, quickly assembling into a larger chainsaw.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak" When 006 was cutting the stone, Cheng Jiu suddenly put his hand on the electric saw.
"Be careful!!!" Mr. Wang was terrified! Such a powerful chainsaw might cut off his hand!
Unexpectedly, the chainsaw stopped automatically before Cheng Jiu's hand touched it.
Mr. Wang: ...
Cheng Jiu calmly took out a tissue from the paper roll next to him and wiped the dust off his fingers.
The voice was light and very calm: "006 has a protection function. If it detects that someone is trying to commit suicide by reaching out his hand, 006 will automatically stop operating."
Mr. Wang jumped up in fright: ...
Who was the one who just committed suicide?? !!
My mentality is really about to collapse!
"Since you asked me to make this kind of robot that looks good but is useless, I only installed one attack skill, and the other functions are relatively ordinary. I won't show them." Cheng Jiu sat on the chair and took 006 to the computer desk so that Mr. Wang could observe it closely.
Mr. Wang: ...What do you mean we want something that looks good but doesn't work?! Also, what are the other common functions?! What's your standard for "common"? ...Forget it, I'll wait for you to send me some samples and then test them slowly.
Mr. Wang looked at the robot in front of him with some amazement. The white metal texture seemed to be shining, like a proud warrior, cold and charming.
Cool! Awesome!
The more Mr. Wang looked at it, the more he liked it. His eyes opened wide and shone with blingbling light. He wished he could crawl over from the computer to hug this treasure.
If this were to hit the market, it would definitely cause a huge craze! It would surely captivate millions and gain a large number of fans.
Cheng Jiu raised his eyes slightly, his brows furrowed. "You want me to build this robot that has no practical function and require all these fancy things. Are you planning to release this robot?"
This robot's functions are quite ordinary; its only appeal lies in its novel form and attractive appearance. Haha, do robots have to rely on their looks to make a living? So superficial!
Mr. Wang: ...Fancy? Useless?
The boss’s ideas are indeed different from those of ordinary people!
Obviously, the mortal Mr. Wang did not get Cheng Jiu's disdain.
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