Chapter 288 Something is wrong. You don’t even want to call me Master! …
I don’t know whether the previous owner was a decent person or not, but there was definitely something wrong with this second-hand bionic man.
Ifas took the mechanical bird back to the inn.
Along the way, the mechanical bird almost never stopped talking, chattering to him incessantly, even more talkative than a long-lost friend.
Moreover, its language system has errors.
Always make inexplicable exclamations, such as, "I haven't talked to you for a long time."
As he said this, he wanted to come over and touch his hair.
When Ifas dodged, the mechanical bird's fingers froze and retracted, turning its back to kick a stone on the roadside. "Well, I won't let you touch me."
Arriving at the hotel, I learned that the room rate was charged per person, and the mechanical bird generously suggested:
"That's easy. You can just dismantle me and hide me in a woven bag, then sneak me in."
So, Yi Yu and Yi Ji came to the small cubicle of the public toilet and began the dismantling work nervously.
Ifas wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and looked at the chopped-up bionic man in his arms. He felt guilty as if he had secretly dismembered a body in a public toilet in a downtown area.
The mechanical bird enjoys watching the fun.
Ifas went back to check in and took his ID out of the woven bag. The mechanical bird's head was disassembled and it took a bite of the hand he stretched out.
Let you not touch.
Ifas: “…”
He shook his hand, expressionless: "Hello, I live alone."
The boss looked at the oddly shaped woven bag suspiciously, then looked at the mountain of luggage, and hesitated to give out the room card.
Just as I locked the door, I heard a zipper sound, and the zipper opened without asking. The bird's head popped out from inside and breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm suffocating..."
It has a high degree of autonomy. Ifas thought.
It even refused to call me its master and asked me to zip it up.
Thinking of its tyrannical former master, Ifas looked unpredictable. He put down his luggage and prepared to flash the mechanical bird.
Just in time to take advantage of the fact that it is being chopped into pieces and unable to resist.
He took out the mechanical bird's head and placed it on his thigh. He touched the interface on the back of its neck and inserted the transmission line into it. The mechanical bird rolled its eyes and looked at him, then said happily, "I haven't tried this perspective yet."
Brand new unused knee pillow for fish fry.
Its tone was so matter-of-fact that Ifas had the illusion that he was the tool being used.
Not good.
But it doesn't matter, its memory will be cleared soon. He will teach it properly later.
"Restart the computer." Ifas ordered confidently.
The mechanical bird opened its eyes again and blinked its eyelashes innocently.
Ifas: “…”
He could see that the other party's pitying eyes told him that it remembered everything.
The mechanical bird was proud: "You didn't expect it, I'm a cracked version! Tell us you made a profit."
Ifas: "...Can I return it?"
"No," the mechanical bird threatened skillfully, "If you dare to return the goods, I will tell the boss that you sneaked in a android and have him charge you double the room rate and drain the little coffers in your scales."
Ifas doubted whether this thing really obeyed the three laws of robotics. It must have been the whole milk tyrant that corrupted it.
"It's so hard to talk to you while looking at your abdominal muscles. Please put my body back together." The mechanical bird asked generously.
Ifas had no choice but to put it together. During the assembly process, he made a special check, carefully inserted his finger into the charging port and felt around to see if there was a spy locator installed.
Bai Ling looked down and thought, he has been so skilled since he was a child.
Maybe I was too focused on checking it, and when I finally installed it, I realized that something was wrong. The esophagus and intestine were installed reversed.
This is so wrong.
The mechanical bird shrugged, as if it was not surprised at all: "It's normal. Anyway, for you, my esophagus and intestines are no different."
Ifas: “……?”
Is that what he meant?
Maybe it's just a language confusion...
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The shabby hotel room was so cramped that there was barely room to stand. After unpacking the luggage, it seemed even more crowded.
Bai Ling stretched his head and watched Ifas patiently take out the items one by one.
Yeast jars, seedling bottles, salt shakers, tea cups, colored pencils, drawing boards, a large bag of seeds, and another large bag of plant specimens... It's like carrying all my beloved things with me, wherever I go.
Bai Ling asked him curiously, "Why don't you leave them at home? Isn't it heavy to carry so many?"
Ivars glanced at him.
“Not heavy.”
He sorted his hands for a while, took a breath, and then said calmly:
"That's not my home. It's not safe there."
He is very frugal with words and doesn't want to say even one more word. Bai Ling derived a guess from the short answer.
His brothers and sisters tortured him and probably destroyed his things while he was away.
Otherwise there is no reason to take them all away.
Because it is unsafe and there is no way to protect it, we hold on to the things we love tightly.
I'm afraid that Isoparaiso's paranoia and desire for control also sprouted from here.
After cleaning up, Ifas found a pack of hard bread, cut it into two slices, and spread a little fish sauce on it.
Bai Ling didn't want to eat his bread at first and wanted to save it for him. After all, he was a bionic man and the food he ate could not be converted into energy.
But facing Xiao Yi's silent hand, Bai Ling felt that he couldn't say no.
Lao Yi likes him very much and dine with him.
They met because of hunger, food and companionship.
After a quick late lunch and cleaning up the bread crumbs, Ifas started to organize his bottles and jars.
He turned his back to the android, seemingly unwilling to be seen by it, and even less wanting it to come over and ask.
In the eyes of the brothers, a mermaid who doesn't like killing and only likes to tend flowers and plants is a complete freak. When they saw him, they would not only laugh at him, but also pour boiling water on his buds.
Over time, the trivial matter of growing flowers became a taboo for him. He had to plant them secretly, in milk bottles or hiding them in his bag, and then take them out to bask in the sun when no one was around, just like raising a cat in the dormitory.
But if you always stay in the bag and can’t get any fresh air, the flowers will easily die.
This is his seventh time planting cornflowers.
"Its leaves look a little wilted." The mechanical bird ran over and lay on the small table, looking at the glass bottle.
"I know."
"The buds are drooping."
"Um."
"The glass bottle is airtight and the roots can't spread out."
“…”
Ifas picked up the bottle and continued to turn his back.
The mechanical bird peeked out from behind him and said, "Let me help you plant it."
Ifas thought it was just a joke. The salesperson said before that you get what you pay for. This old model is only compatible with the basic installation package and has very few functions.
So helping him plant flowers is definitely just a procedural consolation and cannot provide any effective solution.
Mechanical Bird: "I don't know much about planting."
Ifas: Look.
Mechanical bird: "But I know that you need to find a spacious, ventilated place that can get sunlight frequently."
Ifas turned back and said with a half-smile, "Then tell me, where did you get this piece of land?"
The mechanical bird pointed at itself as a matter of course: "Start from here. Plant it on me."
Ifas's expression was slightly startled.
He was about to speak when the mechanical bird started to think seriously:
"I can clear out a chamber, which is usually used to store spare magazines. It's very spacious inside. My artificial skin is torn, and the exposed skeleton is leaking air everywhere, which is just right for the flowers to breathe. Oh, and I can also remove the acrylic plate on my back and install it on my stomach. In this way, my abdominal cavity is transparent. Not only is there plenty of sunlight, but you can also check whether the flowers are growing well at any time."
Ifas's breathing was slightly disordered. It grabbed his hand and pressed it against his abdomen.
"It's right down there, do you feel it?" the mechanical bird said enthusiastically, "You can find a seed that likes warmth, because next to it is a battery pack, and it's warm all day long."
The hot... lower abdomen can breed seeds...
Ifas's face felt strangely hot, as if he had broken some unspeakable taboo on the battery pack of a bionic man from a strange angle.
At that moment, a secret door opened in his hardened heart. A little figure was quietly emerging from inside, whispering to him eagerly:
It must be safe in there.
·
The bottle was broken, and the listless cornflower was finally "released from prison".
It was moved into the abdominal cavity of the mechanical bird. After some water, it began to stretch out its leaves proudly.
Ifas rubbed its leaves carefully with his fingertips. The boy's brows relaxed after a long time.
In the afternoon, Ifas planned to visit the museum and sell some handicrafts at the door to earn money for his trip.
Today is the weekend and the streets are crowded with people. Considering that the mechanical bird was now his most valuable possession, Ifas found a rope and tied it to himself.
I thought that such a forced approach would be protested by the mechanical bird.
But after tying the ropes and looking up, the mechanical bird was blinking its eyes without a word of complaint.
It can even give you some guidance: "You can't tie it securely like this, you have to tie it the other way around, right, that's it, good boy."
Ifas: “…”
Ifas felt the need to emphasize in a cold tone: "I am trying to prevent the crowd from separating us."
The mechanical bird said sensibly: "I know you can't leave me."
Ifas: “?”
No, isn't that right.
Entering the museum, Ifas bought two tickets. 60 star coins, although not expensive, was enough for him to have four meals of dried fish sandwiches.
He couldn't help thinking that if he became rich one day, he would definitely build a museum where admission would be free for children, the elderly, young people under 25, and the poor.
The mechanical bird has very few functions and no paid art history materials have been installed. His impressions of the exhibition were limited to: the flowers were pretty, the human figure was weird, and the chicken on this sculpture was so small.
Ifas had to cover its mouth.
How could such vulgar words appear in the general corpus!
But sometimes there are surprises.
The mechanical bird approached a painting of "The Coronation of Napoleon", observed it, and then brazenly judged: "This painting is fake."
Seeing its determined expression, Ifas observed it carefully and found that there were indeed some doubts.
"I remember that you are a military model, and you don't have the function of identifying cultural relics."
The mechanical bird said casually: "I have seen the original of this painting."
It's your collection, you took me to see it.
Hearing it say this, Ifas's suspicion shifted from the painting to the mechanical bird without any change in his expression.
What is the origin of the whole milk tyrant? The bionic man in the house can actually tell the authenticity of antiques at a glance. Those who have such financial resources are no more than nobles and powerful families...
Ifas' heart sank as he recalled the countless times in the past when his brothers and sisters had deliberately sent people to get close to him. Only after he gave his trust did his true purpose reveal itself.
——Those people became friends with him only to accept the mission to test him, to see if he still had bad intentions and whether he was often resentful. Then write down his every word, action and move into a report and report it to the higher-ups.
Could a mechanical bird be one of them?
Walking out of the exhibition hall, Ifas remained silent. The mechanical bird touched the battery pack and said that the weather was too hot and its water cooling was not working properly, so it had to add some water.
They came to the bathroom.
It was almost closing time and there was no one inside. Bai Ling was lowering his head to dismantle the water tank when the light in front of his eyes suddenly dimmed and a sudden shadow covered him.
He raised his head, and Ifas grabbed his neck and pressed him against the wall. A pair of blue eyes were suppressed and gloomy, controlling people tightly, and asked hoarsely:
"Who sent you?"
The strength of the strange fish fry's hands is terrifying. Bai Ling couldn't break free, and the key point was that he was too lazy to break free. He closed his eyes and said unhappily, "Didn't you buy me? 200 yuan, did you forget?"
"You seem to have a lot of functions that are not written into the program." Ifas stared at it closely.
"so what?"
"Tell me, what other special skills do you have?" The tone of this sentence was soft, slow and cold, but it was an ultimatum.
The atmosphere was tense, the air thin, and the only sound around was the dripping of the urinal.
Suddenly, a sneer broke the silence. The mechanical bird resisted his force, straightened its neck, and raised the corners of its mouth.
"Want to know what special skills I have?"
The mechanical bird's cold iron lips approached teasingly:
"I can sit on your face and lay an egg without choking you. You want to try it, little fry?"
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