Chapter 182 Holographic Electronic Rose 3 Master, you want to pick one for me...
It was raining in the Blue Lake city area at night. Dark clouds hung heavily over the skyscrapers in the city, but bright and highly saturated neon lights pierced through the fog, and raindrops dripped down as if they were soaked in these colors.
Snap…
A drop of rain fell from the edge of 07's raincoat. He was dressed in black with a hood, blending into the dark corner where the giant company logo could not reach.
"Pro's hounds are frantically trying to find out about a mercenary in the black market. The reward is generous. 07, you are also a mercenary. Aren't you faster than others in finding people?"
The sound in the headset was noisy. 07 rubbed his ears uncomfortably and asked in a low voice: "Why are they looking for that mercenary?"
"You didn't know? Pro's goods were lost in the suburbs three days ago. It shouldn't have been a big deal. After all, this is in Blue Lake City. It's normal to wake up the next day and find that a piece is missing."
"But that's what Had wanted. He's a local tyrant, man. He wouldn't want anyone to take even a strand of his hair away from him."
07 After listening in silence, I turned and walked through the huge neon projection in the middle of the road. It was a single eye, the logo of Pro.
"I'm the mercenary who intercepted the goods." 07 said casually, took off his headphones and waited for a few seconds before putting them back on.
"You, you, you! You really are risking your life, Pro's group of hunting dogs..."
“But I didn’t take the goods.” 07 didn’t blink or beat his heart. He crossed the alley and arrived at a completely different low-rise street block. The space here was small and everyone had to walk shoulder to shoulder. From above, it was like a cigarette scar on a noble fur.
"The box triggered the alarm, so I left without taking the goods. The goods were unusually large, and I took the subway there, so I couldn't take them."
"Ah... that's fine, that's fine, don't touch anything from the company..."
As 07 said this, he grabbed a thief who was trying to steal something from him. He was still a child, so 07 reached out and patted him on the back of the head and let him go.
"Let me help you relax? It'll be very comfortable..." The cheap pink neon sign shone in the sewage, and the naked sex doll with the half-open door spoke in a stuttering tone.
07 Without even looking at it, he stepped over the pink and greasy sewage puddle with his black leather boots. But before he left, he didn't know what he thought of, and turned around to take another look at the mechanical sex doll.
"The door is open."
07 turned around and pressed a few micro-sensing bombs on the door, then threw away his hood, mask and gloves, waiting for the time when he would remember to clean them up.
The 40-square-meter house was completely visible at a glance. Everything seemed normal, except for the figure lying on the single sofa, which was particularly abrupt.
The boy was wearing a long round-necked shirt and lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep. In the messy room, he was like an expensive pearl.
But it was obvious that the pearl was covered in dust. The T-shirt he was wearing was cheap and washed out, with a series of insulting words in various languages on his chest.
07 let out an irritable sound and reached out to stroke his wet hair.
It's been three days. Why does it take so long to boot up? It can't be broken?
07 quickly withdrew his gaze, opened the cabinet, pulled out a wrinkled work vest and changed his clothes.
A piece of mirror fragment was sloppily stuck to the wardrobe. In the mirror, 07 had taken off his mask and heavy clothes. He was shirtless, his muscular body undulating with his movements. He was very tall, with scars crisscrossing his honey-colored skin, like a young and aggressive leopard.
He lowered his head, his short stubble looked rough, his tall, hump-shaped nose and sharp jaw seemed drawn with thick lines, his thick eyebrows had broken ends, and there was a long scar that reached as far as his ear.
The strangest thing is that he doesn't have any prosthetic interfaces on his body, not even a brain-computer interface on the back of his head.
In this era, it is strange enough to have scars on your body and keep them all original.
07 After putting on the vest and preparing to change pants, I looked up and saw the boy sleeping with his eyes closed in the mirror. I subconsciously grabbed a piece of clothing and threw it over to cover his face.
This thing looks too much like a human, and he feels really uncomfortable looking at it.
After cleaning up, 07 pulled the big troublemaker out of his clothes. The boy was only about 1.7 meters tall, and he could lift him up with one hand.
If it weren't for the number behind the ear, he would almost think it was a person.
BF-7912...
07 carried him to the operating table in front of the spring bed, put him on the table and leaned his head against the wall.
The codes on the old-fashioned LCD screen kept jumping. 07 searched for the code repeatedly but found nothing.
All bionic people's codes are unique and can be found in the system, but this code is very short and the combination of letters in front of it is also very strange.
07 gave up searching and put on the scanner, but he couldn't find the power button or even the interface.
07 lifted its head and touched it for a while, but found nothing except that his hair was ruffled and red marks were left on his cheeks.
It's very strange that the cheeks can actually turn red even when the phone is not turned on.
07 simply picked it up, let it sit on his legs facing each other, held its neck with his shoulders, lifted up its clothes to check its spine.
A single small window let in the chaotic neon lights in the rain, and the hazy and greasy light enveloped the figures of the two people.
Beep beep…
The only sounds in the room were one person's breathing and the sound of rain, and only the sound of the machine scanning was clear.
07 frowned and concentrated, and suddenly he felt a little itchy on his neck, as if someone had blown a breath on him. He subconsciously touched his neck, but his fingertips were burned by the warm breath.
07's scalp felt numb and he grabbed the boy's shoulders and pushed him away. The boy's head drooped weakly, but his half-long black hair was blown by the slight breath, proving that it was not 07's illusion.
For some reason, 07's heart skipped a beat and started beating faster. He couldn't help but lower his head to look...
Suddenly, it shrugged its shoulders and took a deep breath. It slowly raised its head, but its eyes remained closed.
call……
07 Hold your breath, feel its soft and warm breath on your cheeks and neck, and suddenly close your eyes.
When I opened my eyes again, I was met with a pair of black eyes, reflecting chaotic neon lights.
"Hello."
It stared at 07's face and blinked slowly. The frequency of its long straight eyelashes gradually increased, and finally it imitated the human opposite and stopped blinking.
07 I felt its whole body filled with real body temperature, and its skin felt silky and elastic.
Like a real person.
"I am the next generation bionic man of Pro Company, number BF-7912. I can tidy up your room, cook for you, take care of your children, plan your itinerary, and satisfy your sexual needs. Please download more additional information packages for me online."
It has a gentle voice and just the right tone.
"You don't need to charge or feed me. The built-in power system can support autonomous operation for 120 years. If there is any malfunction or repair, please contact Pro Company."
It turned out that it was not a sex doll, but a household service type bionic man. 07 pushed it away violently, and the boy smiled and put his hand on 07's shoulder. 07 suddenly pulled its wrist and opened it as if under pressure.
The boy's flexibility and balance were amazing. He stood firm and looked at 07 again.
He was still wearing a weird T-shirt, but it was indeed an expensive item. The smile on his face as he stood there barefoot made people feel soft-hearted.
The black hair falls messily on the cheeks with a little flesh on the face, the lips are full and she is smiling, and the color of the lips is also highly realistic, first white and then turning red.
Those black eyes looked like clear natural gems, not cheap plastic ones.
"Master, would you like to give me a name?"
With a bang, the scanner hanging on 07's nose fell onto the repair table with a messy sound.
07 came back to his senses, pinched his nose and turned away: "Go away."
His voice was not friendly, and there was a hint of impatience.
The boy stood there looking at him, seemingly completely unaware of 07's sudden upset.
"Master, my name is Go Away, are you sure?"
07 frowned and said coldly: "Turn off your phone now."
The boy blinked twice: "Shut down? What do you mean?"
07 let out a click of the tongue, stretched out his hand and roughly pulled the boy over by the hem of his shirt, pinched his neck and scanned around with the scanner, and finally suddenly pulled him to his knees on the ground, let his chin rest on his thighs, and scanned his spine.
"No results."
The blue words popped up in front of him, and 07 pulled its ears again and scanned behind its ears.
"No. BF-7912 Bionic Man, produced by Pro Company"
07 let go of his hand and was thinking when he suddenly felt a hand on his waistband. 07 grabbed its hand and looked down at it vigilantly.
"You want me to serve..."
"Shut up."
07 immediately stood up and pointed at the sofa where it had been placed.
"You go sit over there."
It was very obedient, without asking any questions, it slowly stood up and turned around to sit on the single sofa. It was surrounded by messy clothes, and the small table on the side was scattered with some old books and half-drunk milk cartons.
It sat there quietly, turned its head to look at 07 who was pacing anxiously, watched him searching frantically, and looked at his red ears.
"With such a high level of simulation... why are the accompanying learning and execution systems so clumsy?" 07 frowned and couldn't help but say something, lowering his head to write down on the instrument in his hand.
"Master..." It smiled and replied softly, "Master, you can connect to the Internet for me. After connecting to the Internet, I can load and learn to evolve on my own."
07 Just pretend you didn’t hear it and connect it to the Internet. In less than a minute, Pro’s hyenas will show up.
What a hassle...
07 was originally thought to be a bionic model of some valuable weapon, or perhaps it represented Pro's most cutting-edge technological achievements.
But the result of scanning inside and out is...it's just an expensive domestic bionic man, perhaps the special thing is that it is probably a custom-made one.
Perhaps there was still the mark of its master somewhere on it, like the marks on slaves in the old days.
07 The more he thought about it, the gloomier his face became. Humans are no longer satisfied with having machines serve them. They are committed to turning themselves into machines, but they still want to create a human to serve them.
It's just to satisfy that primitive pleasure of being superior to others.
"Owner……"
07 suddenly threw the things in his hand onto the table, frowned and looked impatiently at the bionic man sitting obediently on the sofa.
That kind of home appliance like a sweeping robot.
"Shut up." 07 pinched his nose, thinking about how to sell this expensive bionic man. Maybe it would be safer to sell it in pieces...
"sorry."
It sat upright on the floor with its long legs together, its hands on its legs, a hesitant look on its face. Its beautiful eyes shone brightly in the dim light, and had the power to soften even the hardest-hearted.
"If you don't like it, I won't say anything." It actually showed an expression that could be described as hurt and embarrassed, and at the same time revealed a hint of timid flattery.
07 He watched coldly, his fingers playing with a blade on the operating table, his brows high, his eyes with narrow, thin lids cold, only when he lowered his eyes could a small mole be seen in the folds.
"I'm sorry, are you sorry?" 07 said jokingly with his eyes downcast, and sneered: "Can home appliances have emotions?"
It is not cost-effective to sell it in pieces, so it is better to sell it as a whole, but it is difficult to find a buyer.
07 said casually, thinking about these things in his mind, and finally finalized this plan.
After all, its face is really good, better than many domestic bionic humans who can only have average faces. If it keeps a low profile, it won’t have trouble selling.
It was even said that he could sell it to someone who was strong enough to compete with Pro.
07 After figuring it out, he felt better. He nailed the knife in his hand on the table and turned to look at the sofa.
The home appliance was now biting its lip and looking at him with a sense of grievance, as if he had hurt its heart.
"If you can hibernate, do so. If you can shut down, do so. Before I wake up, stay there and don't move or say a word. You are not allowed to connect to the Internet without my order."
07 added in a cold voice: "This is an order, and disobedience is not allowed."
After saying this, he threw a piece of clothing over its head, covered it, turned off the light, and fell asleep on the spring bed.
It was late at night and the rain was still falling. The cheap, crowded apartment was like a black box, with no sound at all.
The boy on the sofa suddenly reached out and pulled off the clothes covering its head, then slowly turned his head to look at the spring bed in the inner room.
Scanning...
Male, 25 years old, 190cm tall, status: deep sleep, threat value: low
The boy stood up and, without turning on the lights, began to look around the crowded and dilapidated apartment as if he was inspecting his own country.
It turned and scanned the man sleeping on the spring bed again.
"Prosthetic degree: 0%, no brain implants, preliminary assessment: human-centric extremist."
The plan of hacking into the brain-computer interface and turning him into an unconscious madman is not feasible.
It tilted its head and imitated the man's sound of "tsk tsk", seemed to find it very interesting, and laughed softly.
Forget it. It would be boring to kill him directly or turn him into a madman.
It silently recalled every move of this human in its mind, and finally the picture in its mind froze on 07's red ears when he turned his face, and after it laughed, 07's pupils shrank unconsciously and his heartbeat quickened.
It seems to find a more interesting game.
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