"The people who killed me in Baghdad might be the same people as the Zerg accomplices."

Rong Heng recalled the situation of those days, his eyes full of anger: "A total of 162 heavy attack ships, with sufficient firepower, equipped with invisible shields and high-precision signal interception systems, are obviously well prepared. They must have learned our jump coordinates from some channel, so they can ambush near the jump point in advance."

"It's actually a destroyer fleet?!" Dares was surprised, and then said: "The news released by Sikkim did not mention a destroyer fleet. It only said that based on the battlefield debris, it may be an encounter with interstellar pirates."

The roaming interstellar pirates are best at waiting near a certain jump point. Once they find a jumping spaceship, they immediately cut off the signal and then attack it with artillery fire, using very brutal methods.

The traces of the battlefield this time are very similar to those of interstellar pirates.

Therefore, Sikkim pointed the finger at the interstellar pirates as the suspects, which did not arouse public suspicion.

Only the Fourth Army stationed in Yengez has been raising objections, but due to lack of sufficient evidence, the objections have been rejected several times by the Imperial Security Bureau.

Dareth and his companions did not believe that a mere interstellar pirate could destroy the Hermes.

The Hermes is one of the five main battleships of the Yengeis Region. Captain Asman ranks first among the five captains, not to mention that His Highness is also on the Hermes. Even if all the interstellar pirates unite, they cannot be the opponent of the Hermes.

But if the enemy sent a heavy destroyer fleet, everything would make sense.

"The Security Bureau deliberately concealed this key information." Dares said angrily: "I will file a complaint with the Security Bureau again and ask for re-verification! More than a hundred heavy destroyers are not something that ordinary people can mobilize! This is a premeditated political murder!"

Rong Heng sneered, but he didn't seem angry: "Dareth, after all these years, you still don't have a brain. Even if you appeal a hundred times, you will still be rejected."

Dares was not convinced: "Your Highness, you are still alive. We have evidence! The Security Bureau has no reason to refute it. And we can't let Asman die in vain! It would be fine if he died on the battlefield, but how ridiculous is it to be ambushed and killed by interstellar pirates?!"

"I saw in the news a few days ago that the Sikkim Daily has been building momentum for the regent to ascend the throne," said Rong Heng.

Dares frowned when he mentioned this. "It was a proposal from the parliament. Those politicians thought that His Highness had died in Baghdad and there was no successor to the royal family, so they couldn't wait to pledge allegiance to the Regent. But the Regent had already refused three times and insisted on sending the Royal Guard to search for His Highness in the Baghdad area."

He didn't think there was anything wrong with the Regent's actions.

The Regent is your Highness's father. Apart from his subordinates, the only one who truly cares about your Highness's life and death is probably the Regent.

Rong Heng doesn't think so.

He shook his head, ignoring Dares's chatter, and ordered: "Don't spread the news that I'm still alive. Find a trustworthy person to come to this coordinate. I can be of use to you."

After that, he sent the coordinates of B3024 star.

Dares took a look and continued, "B3024 garbage planet? There probably aren't even a few people there. What are you doing in a place like that, Your Highness?"

"..." Rong Heng was overwhelmed and asked Noah to kick him off the Internet. He then read the latest news in the Sikkim Daily for a while before getting ready to log off.

Before exiting, he thought of something: "Noah, you will take over this AI from now on." He spoke with a bit of hesitation, as if he was organizing his words: "Its owner... seems to lack common sense in many aspects and needs proper guidance."

"As you command, Your Highness. But forgive me for being frank, you have never cared so much about anyone before." Noah used a steady voice to cover up the fact that he was gossiping: "Can I know what is the relationship between him and you?"

We are just casual acquaintances, not even friends.

Rong Heng thought.

But he never bothered to explain things to others, so in response to Noah's question, he just casually said, "You don't need to know."

He is just a passer-by, and he will leave when the contact comes.

There will be no more intersection between them.

When Ruan Shiqing woke up, it was already noon the next day.

The warm sunlight shines in from the window, casting fragmented light and shadows all over the bed.

Ruan Shiqing rubbed his swollen temples and sat up. His memory was confused for a moment - did he sleep in the living room last night? When did he go back to his room?

His dizzy head didn't allow him to think well, so he simply put aside the annoying problem and walked barefoot to the living room.

The little mermaid woke up early and was lying by the window basking in the sun. When he heard the footsteps, he immediately turned around and greeted Ruan Shiqing happily: "Ah!"

The puppy was lying on the windowsill. When he saw him get up, he sat up slowly.

Ruan Shiqing walked forward, rubbed each of them, and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

The little mermaid pointed to the empty nutrient tube on the windowsill.

I have eaten.

"So good." Ruan Shiqing praised and then went to wash up.

After he left, the little mermaid immediately changed her position, staying far away from Rong Heng, staring at him vigilantly with her blue eyes wide open and her ear fins spread.

Rong Heng glanced at him and lazily lay back, not taking the artificial mermaid's defense seriously.

The little mermaid relaxed a little upon seeing this, but still stayed in the corner farthest from him, looking alert.

After washing up and having a quick lunch, Ruan Shiqing started his first day of work.

Today is the first day of the new store opening.

He went downstairs, opened the door, hung up a business sign, and began to organize his materials and tools - when purchasing furniture, he also bought some of the materials and tools he needed.

In just a few days after moving into the new house, he had used his spare time to read the book given to him by the mysterious man and had a general understanding of the technological level of this world.

Now he was ready to put his learning to the test.

——The first experimental subject is the small robot 09.

After searching and comparing on the Internet, Ruan Shiqing confirmed the model of 09 - the fifth-generation PL-3 technology robot produced by Naxi Company, whose performance is superior to Alex, the Type IV life-assistance robot of Hornik that he had seen before.

This type of robot is mainly engaged in technical auxiliary work. It is not only equipped with a more comprehensive language system, but also familiar with the structure and performance of various electronic and mechanical products of the Empire so far. It is a military robot produced by Naxi Company and specially used by the military.

Although 09 is obviously a scrapped retired robot, Ruan Shiqing still has great expectations for him.

He took the tattered little robot, which was no longer recognizable, down from the storage shelf and placed it on the workbench with great solemnity.

Then he put on his auxiliary electronic eyes and began to disassemble the small robot.

First the incomplete limbs, then the head loaded with chips.

09 did not turn off the phone. Seeing that he was left with only a head, he finally couldn't help but speak: "Sir, are you going to dismantle me?"

Although he tried his best to remain calm, his voice still revealed a slight tremor: "Although I look a little shabby, I am familiar with 281 languages. In addition to Interstellar Common, I can also teach you other languages. You will need me."

The little robot tried hard to promote itself, but after scanning the storage area several times, it found that its storage area was empty. Except for the language system, other functional partitions had long been damaged.

The red light on the monitor flashed, and he said dejectedly, "Actually, I'm also very good at housework."

This is of course a lie, there is no housekeeping function in his system. But if the husband is willing to replace him with a new body, he can relearn it.

The little robot thought sadly.

"Your body is too badly damaged to maintain basic functions," said Ruan Shiqing.

“…”

What the gentleman said was true, and the little robot could not refute it.

It seems that today is the last day of my life, 09 thought so.

Robots cannot understand the feeling of the end of life because they are machines.

For mechanical products, there is no birth, so naturally there is no death.

They just learned the word death through a lot of information input.

But 09 felt that at this moment, he felt the fear and reluctance before death.

He spoke again: "Sir, when you have dismantled me, could you please bury the remains of my useless body under the vines by the door?"

He recognized the vine, whose scientific name was Falling Star. Its flowers were inconspicuous, but its fruits were brilliant gold, and when autumn came, they fell into the soil like stars falling into the Milky Way.

This is how the Falling Star got its name, and its flower language is eternal tranquility.

"I think you can bury it yourself,"

Ruan Shiqing said as he turned off the robot, carefully removed the outer shell of its head, and took out the core components. He then used new metal materials to imitate the appearance of the PL-3 robot and remade its body shell.

The body of a robot is not easy to make, especially the joints are very complicated.

However, Ruan Shiqing had participated in several robot competitions due to personal interest, so this job was easy for him. In addition, some of the materials were purchased semi-finished products. It only took him half a day to make a basic robot body.

He loaded 09's core chipset into the new body and rebooted.

The electronic display screen lit up, a stream of data streamed by, and the little robot's voice sounded full of excitement and disbelief: "Am I not dead?"

"Robots won't die." Ruan Shiqing reminded him, and then said, "Try to move."

09 Only then did he realize that not only was he not dead, but he also had a new body.

The new body was in human form, about 1.2 meters tall, and made entirely of golden titanium steel. He tried to walk a few steps, but because his joints had not yet been smoothed out, he was not particularly flexible.

He muttered happily, "It would be nice to have an oil bath."

This is every robot's favorite activity.

But it doesn’t matter if there is no oil bath. I am lucky to be alive.

The author has something to say: Rongzai: I will leave this home soon and never come back.

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