At the same time, at the entrance.
The Chi family's housekeeper answered the call at the porch, and the surveillance footage popped up.
A thin vampire butler in a British uniform, flanked by several bodyguards, bowed slightly and said politely, "Hello."
The Chi family's housekeeper replied politely, "Hello."
"Excuse me, is my young master indoors?" the vampire butler said with a wry smile, "I'm here to take him home."
The Chi family’s housekeeper also gave a forced smile: “Sorry, I don’t understand what you are saying. This is Mr. Chi’s private residence.”
Vampire Butler: "Can I go in with my bodyguards to look for him? My young master suddenly disappeared from the cruise ship, and we are very worried."
The Chi family’s housekeeper repeated, “This is Mr. Chi’s private residence.”
Across the surveillance screen, the two butlers stared at each other, then spoke at the same time: "Bodyguard——"
The bodyguards on both sides stood in a row. They wore different suits, but were all big guys over 1.9 meters tall. They stared at each other fiercely, ready to fight at any time.
The Chi family’s housekeeper added politely, “By the way, I called the police five minutes ago for trespassing.”
The vampire butler's forehead twitched.
Sirens and footsteps could be heard not far away.
Half a minute later.
Before being taken away for questioning by the local police, the vampire butler still maintained the good manners of a butler. He smiled and slowly gave the camera his middle finger.
Chi family housekeeper: "..."
“…”
In the apartment kitchen, when Chi Yan heated up the milk, the oven time display was still flashing with garbled characters.
Apparently, the robot parents haven't recovered from the huge panic that "the baby will not only fall in love early, but will also likely get married early." And the scariest thing is that the parenting manual doesn't mention the precautions and dangers of early marriage for children!
Alarms blared one after another from the central tree of the Mechanical Star, and flames and smoke appeared from time to time everywhere. The place had become a mess.
Chi Yan was not interested in the commotion on the Mechanical Planet. He picked up the milk and returned to the swimming pool.
Wen Xingze was lying on the edge of the swimming pool, almost falling asleep. He ate a cookie and said drowsily, "I really want to lie down on the bed and sleep."
Chi Yan: "How long have you used the mermaid filter?"
Wen Xingze counted on his fingers: "From the time I started singing the Great Compassion Mantra to the dolphins, it's been about... forty minutes."
Chi Yan nodded: "It will change back in another twenty-eight minutes."
Wen Xingze was shocked: "How did you know?"
Chi Yan glanced at him again: "Are you sure you want to listen?"
"..." Wen Xingze obviously hesitated for a moment, then said, "Listen, please speak slowly."
Wen Xingze thought he was going to be subjected to another hypnotic chanting attack from a science student.
However, Chi Yan simply placed the cup of hot milk in Wen Xingze's hand and said simply, "I guessed it."
Wen Xingze: “…”
Wen Xingze had just been drinking milk when he was shocked by the answer and couldn't help but burp. He subconsciously wanted to look at Chi Yan, but quickly remembered that he was still under the influence of the Green Orange and couldn't look!
He has to use his willpower to overcome this hurdle. Only a real man can remain calm in front of a peerless beauty.
Wen Xingze swam to the side of the swimming pool near the floor-to-ceiling window, holding the milk cup, facing the sea view outside the window.
Wen Xingze was calm and said that he didn't want to see Chi Yan's thoughts at all, didn't care what he was thinking at the moment, and didn't want to know who he liked, whether he was married or not, what his favorite movies were, what he liked to eat, or whether he liked Prague or Tibet when traveling.
He is just an ordinary movie fan!
Many painful experiences in the past have taught Wen Xingze that it is never a good thing for fans to be too close to their idols' lives.
However, the "peerless beauty" did not consider Wen Xingze's feelings at all.
Chi Yan found a bath towel and looked at the size of the spare clothes the housekeeper had prepared. This was correct. Then he said, "If you're sleepy, you can sleep first. I'll carry you back to bed when I turn back into a human."
Wen Xingze: "Thank you, I don't want to see your inner voice."
Chi Yan: “?”
Chi Yan paused and unbuttoned two more buttons of his shirt: "There is a shower head and a shower here."
Wen Xingze: "Okay, please don't tempt me anymore. I really don't want to see what you are thinking."
Chi Yan: “???”
How did he seduce Wen Xingze? It was clearly the other way around.
Chi Yan calmly pointed out: "This is a typical case of confusing right and wrong."
Wen Xingze looked at the night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window, but still couldn't help but distract himself to listen to the noises behind him. Then he heard the sounds of buttons being unbuttoned, zippers being slid down, indoor shoes being changed, and finally the sound of the shower being turned on.
Chi Yan was used to taking showers, and cold showers at that. There was no mist at all during the shower, and the indoor temperature did not rise, remaining at 14 degrees, which was the most comfortable temperature for mermaids.
"..." Wen Xingze was completely stunned. He didn't dare to look back. He even wanted to find a chain to tie his head to control his desire to look back. "Are you taking a shower?"
Chi Yan: “Yeah.”
Wen Xingze was so shocked that he typed what was in his mind onto the public screen: "Do you need a shower too?"
Chi Yan: “…”
Chi Yan: "Yes, I am currently an ordinary human."
Also because he was too shocked, Wen Xingze did not notice the two key words "currently" and "normal" in this sentence.
In fact, the fact that Chi Yan needs to take a shower is not the point.
The point was, why would Chi Yan shower right here? Even though this was his house and he could shower wherever he wanted, even in the fish tank, get a massage, or use the sauna in the kitchen…but Wen Xingze was still here.
Wen Xingze finally realized at this moment that he was hypocritical. He could take a bath in the big bathhouse and even occasionally have a bath with the uncles, but if it came to Chi Yan, it was completely unimaginable!
Chi Yan noticed something was wrong with Wen Xingze, because Wen Xingze was so easy to guess. His fish tail was flapping in the swimming pool, almost causing a small tsunami.
Chi Yan turned off the shower: "What's wrong?"
Wen Xingze explained three times: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to look back at you, but my eyes are always out of control, as if they are about to fly away."
"If I can't help but turn around later, it has nothing to do with my own will. I have already done a lot of self-struggle and effort."
Chi Yan: “…”
Behind Wen Xingze, Chi Yan's lips curled up slightly. He pressed a fist to his lips and sidelong glanced, hiding the faint smile.
"You can watch it," Chi Yan said, "I don't mind. I've seen yours too."
Wen Xingze thought about it and agreed. Chi Yan had already seen his figure, so it was reasonable for him to look back. But he still refused insincerely: "This is not good..."
Chi Yan: "Then I put on clothes?"
Wen Xingze immediately put down his hands that were covering his eyes.
Chi Yan had a bath towel tied around his waist, and drops of water that had not been wiped off rolled down the side of his neck.
His skin was indeed of the pale texture of marble. Chi Yan only looked tall and slender when he wore a suit. But now, his muscles were surprisingly strong, with clear lines of his eight abdominal muscles, and his figure was wide on top and narrow on the bottom, with bulging curves.
From Wen Xingze's perspective, he could see that Chi Yan had a large area of scars similar to gunshot wounds and burns from his right shoulder to his waist and abdomen. Perhaps because they were too old, they had faded a lot and turned a different white color from the surrounding skin.
Wen Xingze: “…”
This scar looked fatal no matter how you looked at it. What had caused it? Wen Xingze was desperately trying to figure it out. No wonder Chi Yan rarely filmed scenes that required exposing his back in his previous films.
On the side of Chi Yan's waist, half of which was loosely covered by the bath towel, there seemed to be a tattoo - it would not be accurate to call it a tattoo, as it was a string of pure black characters, more like a factory number than a tattoo... But maybe this was also some kind of special tattoo style.
2131225, Wen Xingze only vaguely saw these numbers. 1225 must be Chi Yan’s birthday.
But why get your birthday tattooed on your body?
Wen Xingze had already swam to the edge of the pool, both hands resting on the railing. He once again projected his thoughts onto the screen and muttered, "I can't see clearly."
After hearing this, Chi Yan paused and walked closer.
There were only two dim night lights by the indoor pool, and the light wasn't bright enough. A shadow cast its way toward Wen Xingze. Chi Yan lowered his eyes in front of Wen Xingze, looking down at him.
Chi Yan: "What about now?"
"..." Wen Xingze spoke truthfully, "I can see clearly now, but I can't take my eyes off your abdominal muscles."
Chi Yan: “…”
What nice abdominal muscles, Wen Xingze thought. He only had thin muscles. If he could reach the level of Chi Yan in fitness, maybe he would put fitness on his agenda when he returned... What interrupted Wen Xingze's fitness fantasy was the hand that fell on his jaw.
Chi Yan leaned over.
They stared at each other from a very close distance, the light from the night lamp shifting at an angle. The silent white light fell on Chi Yan's deep outline, and his eyes were deep.
Wen Xingze murmured, "I thought you were going to say that classic line."
Chi Yan: “Which sentence?”
Wen Xingze: "'Are you satisfied with what you see?'"
Chi Yan: “…”
Wen Xingze burped and answered himself, "Very satisfied."
Wen Xingze tried hard to keep his eyes fixed on Chi Yan's face, but in fact, he had already seen the blurry light green font above Chi Yan's head out of the corner of his eye.
The effect of the green orange should be coming to an end soon, but Wen Xingze refused to move his eyes upwards.
Unexpectedly, after a few seconds of staring at each other, Chi Yan's eyebrows slightly raised: "Are you satisfied with this?"
Wen Xingze: “???”
Wait, is this a taunt? A provocation?
Chi Yan's fingers were cold, but the temperature of his palms kept rising. His fingertips flowed from the corners of Wen Xingze's eyes to his lips and chin, making Wen Xingze look up.
When two people stare at each other for more than sixty seconds, most people will feel the urge to escape. Wen Xingze is like this now. He can't lower his head, nor can he raise his head to see Chi Yan's inner voice, and he can't close his eyes.
The moonlight shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the ripples on the water sparkle and flicker.
He was about to be overwhelmed by Chi Yan's gaze.
Even though Wen Xingze was now submerged in water, the unprecedented feeling of weightlessness from being submerged in the sea water, and even the suffocation from the oxygen becoming thin and difficult to breathe, came only from the person in front of him who occupied all his sight.
Wen Xingze: "Please don't do this. The self-control I've always been so proud of is about to collapse."
Chi Yan: “…”
Chi Yan paused and asked, "What novels do you usually read?"
Wen Xingze: “…”
He thought that due to the passionate recommendations from Zhu Bo and Xu Qianqian, he would occasionally watch "Blood Duke: Contracted Sacrifice Sweetheart" and "The Domineering Young Master Falls in Love with Me: The Expensive Escaped Wife".
By the way, is Chi Yan now his contracted sacrifice sweetheart?
Wen Xingze's mind was completely confused. He had indeed sucked Chi Yan's blood before!
Wen Xingze heard the green orange countdown in his mind: ten seconds, nine seconds, eight seconds... The light green font above Chi Yan's head that he caught a glimpse of in his peripheral vision had gradually faded, but a vague outline remained. If he looked up now, he would still have time to make out the entire sentence.
Wen Xingze still had a half-finished cup of hot milk in his hand.
Chi Yan's last tone was like a sigh, and he asked him in a low voice: "Don't you want to see it?"
Wen Xingze: “…” I want to see it.
Chi Yan: “Yeah.”
Countdown three seconds, two seconds...
At the moment when the light green completely faded, Wen Xingze heard a sound that gradually became sharper, like some kind of alarm, beep--
The last second.
Wen Xingze finally looked up and saw the light green line, Chi Yan's inner voice:
"The current heart rate exceeds 249 beats per minute, blood flow is too fast, and dopamine secretion exceeds normal levels. It is recommended to check for faults."
Wen Xingze: “…”
Wen Xingze: "Ah???"
Did he read some case report?
Wen Xingze felt that he needed to think about it carefully. It would be best if he held a magnifying glass in one hand and opened the computer with the other hand to search for CNKI papers, carefully analyzing the meaning of this passage, and preferably writing a paper with a plagiarism rate of less than 5%.
But very suddenly, an uncontrollable drowsiness came over me.
It was exactly the twenty-eight minutes that Chi Yan had mentioned. His fish tail turned back into legs, and his ear fins gradually disappeared. Everything was rapidly returning to its normal human appearance.
Just as Chi Yan guessed, when the filter shows a change in racial form, the consumption of physical strength will be enormous.
Wen Xingze yawned loudly: "I'm so sleepy, please hold me..."
Almost at the same time.
All the electrical appliances in the apartment began to sound alarms uncontrollably: the oven automatically started toasting bread, all the computer screens suddenly lit up and the printers kept spitting out snowflakes of paper.
It was as if some mysterious magic had taken control of all the electrical appliances in the house, and the people who controlled them were in panic.
The automatic fire extinguisher above the swimming pool began to spray water, and the housekeeper in a bulletproof vest ran in with a fire extinguisher: "Mr. Chi——"
The butler paused awkwardly at the door.
Chi Yan was facing the door, hugging a young man.
The boy was already fast asleep. The towel seemed a little too big for him, and his figure was mostly obscured by the man holding him, revealing only a small portion of his snow-white face. There was a circle of milk on his lips, and he licked his upper lip in a daze.
The fish tail turned back into a pair of well-proportioned and slender legs. The half of the boy's calves that were exposed swayed in the air, and the tips of his toes were as pale pink as shellfish.
Chi Yan lowered his eyes and stared at the young man for a long time with an inscrutable expression.
Then he glanced at the butler indifferently and said, "Hush."
Also at this second.
All the magic that came upon them was instantly ineffective.
As Chi Yan walked out, the computer screen that had been lighting up like crazy returned to normal.
The oven stopped toasting the bread, leaving half a burnt slice of bread in the air.
The printer jammed completely, and finally spit out a piece of paper with Morse code printed on it in very light ink, which translated into 'War is declared on you, Officer'.
The sudden sound of the fire alarm also completely stopped, the protective device no longer sprayed water, and some higher-level will once again overrode all home systems and took back their ownership.
——After this brief attack and defense, the whole apartment was a mess.
Amidst the white paper scraps flying all over the sky, the pillow feathers lifted to the ceiling by the vacuum cleaner, and the flashing lights of various machines, Chi Yan just quietly held the young man in his arms with an indifferent and distant expression. The gradually extinguished screen light coated them with a soft color like fireflies.
Light and shadow sway, movement and stillness intertwine.
It's like some kind of oil painting with exaggerated and bold colors but extremely soft brushstrokes.
housekeeper:"……"
That’s awesome! Even though we were just fighting for ownership of the home system, it felt like watching a science fiction movie.
After a brief moment of shock and emotion, the butler bowed and retreated. He still had a lot of things to do tonight and should not disturb Mr. Chi's rest.
Master bedroom.
There are less than five seconds left in the three-minute countdown.
It was obvious that Chi Yan was the winner of this offensive and defensive battle, and would also be the winner of this PK mission, and he won very easily.
There is no doubt that Chi Yan does not like to fail in anything related to Wen Xingze.
“…”
"No need to declare war," Chi Yan said in a lazy voice, already in the posture of a winner, to the robots who were somewhere unknown and had sneaked into the home system, "I'm at your service anytime..."
The accident happened in an instant.
There are three seconds left in the countdown to the continued hug.
The SpongeBob SquarePants doll on the bedside table suddenly moved. It was a very rare, limited edition official animatronic doll peripheral that Chi Yan had just bought at a commemorative exhibition the day before yesterday and hadn't had time to give it to Wen Xingze yet.
Of course, it doesn't have many electric functions and can only sing and make one or two sounds, but this is enough for robots.
SpongeBob slowly walked up to Wen Xingze and said in a robotic voice: "Wang, Leng, hug me."
Wen Xingze's eyelashes suddenly moved.
He was so familiar with the robots' voices that it had become a conditioned reflex. Because when he first picked them up, the robots were often low on energy, which reflected their anthropomorphic emotions as 'cold'.
At that time, even if Wen Xingze received a game prompt while half asleep, he would get up to plug them in, touch their square heads, and hug them.
Chi Yan: “?”
Wen Xingze reached out and rubbed his eyes. Despite being extremely sleepy, he actually opened them and took a look. The familiar voices of the robots, coupled with the appearance of his favorite SpongeBob SquarePants, instantly dealt a heavy blow to Wen Xingze.
He reached out and held SpongeBob in his arms, and rubbed his head on SpongeBob's cheek.
Wen Xingze touched SpongeBob's square head: "It's charged, not cold at all."
The "Cub Raising System" began an emergency judgment, and finally determined that Chi Yan's hug was interrupted by the robot parent's hug with half a second left before the three-minute mark.
Chi Yan: “???”
Wen Xingze hugged his SpongeBob SquarePants doll, sank into the soft big bed, rolled into the quilt, and finally rolled up completely into a quilt spring roll.
In the bed, SpongeBob SquarePants, controlled by his robot parents, froze for a moment, then stretched out his two short little hands and hugged Wen Xingze shyly and gently.
About six minutes later.
The "Baby Cultivation System" sounded the prompt sound of the robot parent winning the PK task:
"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the robot parent for successfully meeting the requirements and winning this PK mission, taking a total of 27 hours! The baby has obtained [a space exchange trip opportunity (duration 24 hours)]."
"Robot Parent has obtained [the right to decide the destination of the baby's trip] and [the status of the baby's travel guide]."
Chi Yan: “??????????”
One stone can cause a thousand ripples.
On the Dragon Clan's main star, the giant dragons that were practicing hugging by holding various buildings, shipwrecks, and starships suddenly sat down with a thud, and howled in disbelief at the sky.
The mermaid parents said: "At least it wasn't Chi Yan who won, that's not bad." They were too introverted by nature, and although they wanted to win very much, they knew that the chances of winning this time were too slim.
The vampire parent said: "Great! I didn't expect that these robots with dull faces and thick eyebrows and big eyes could actually make a fortune without making any noise...!!!"
That night, the Utopian monarch filed a complaint against the Light Tower game system through cosmic arbitration:
"Obviously, this is a violation, and the Light Tower game system didn't explain the definition and method of hugging in advance, which seems to be intentionally misleading."
The Cosmic Tribunal quickly accepted the complaint and said it would consider investigating, but due to the relationship between Utopia and Muse, the investigation might not be postponed until around 1430.
Mechanical Planet E19, a silent city-state in silver-gray tones.
Even after several rounds of parts upgrades and Wen Xingze's meticulous care and maintenance, these centuries-old robots still showed signs of significant aging. Their anthropomorphic emotional systems could only recognize a few simple emotions: sadness, anger, joy...
For example, right now, it is 'joy'.
Even though they didn't actually touch Wang, they just manipulated the sponge-like plush doll and cunningly snuggled into Wen Xingze's arms, giving him a stolen hug.
But Wang also hugged them, which made the guilty robots feel a little more relieved, although it was still very cunning, so it was more of apologetic than comfort.
But anyway…
The core processor felt stuffy and hot, various data indicators were overloaded, and even the energy and power consumption far exceeded the load.
They won.
Winning means getting to see His Majesty.
Even if they are just a bunch of old and slow robots, they can still see His Majesty.
In the central base, various indicator lights on the dashboard flashed chaotically. No. 015 turned on the headlight above his head and walked slowly into the depths of the base.
In the deepest part of the base, several energy capsules are dormant.
Unlike the energy chamber outside, the energy chamber here has never been opened in the past twenty years.
These energy capsules are cylindrical and filled with light blue transparent maintenance fluid. On the outermost side, a naked young man with his eyes closed is suspended in the center of the maintenance fluid, and light floats upward along the bubbles.
Unlike No. 015, this young man with '011' tattooed on his back has a very human appearance, but the unnatural circular mechanical hinges can be clearly seen in various joints.
No. 011 has long, curly black hair and a lazy yet beautiful profile like a world-weary aristocrat. From his cheeks to his chest, abdomen, and heels, there are strange black patterns that entwine like rose vines.
The young man in the cabin frowned tightly, clenched his right fist, and was hitting the edge of the energy cabin again and again. There were already visible cracks on the edge.
...He is very anxious.
This situation started yesterday. It has never happened in the past twenty years, but No. 015 also knows the reason.
If 015 and the others were retired killing weapons, then 08 to 011 were true killing gods. Their initial codes lacked normal ethical concepts, and their personalities were clearly flawed.
Even hundreds of years ago, they killed with their own hands the first scientists who created them, enslaved and oppressed them, and finally abandoned them. It was an extremely horrific incident at the time.
Because of its overly violent and arrogant character and those bad influences, after the Universal Alliance revised the laws on robots, it was to be destroyed according to regulations No. 08 to 011. At that time, the influence of the Muse Empire was not as great as it is now, and it still needed to be feared a lot.
It was the king who used all his power and even his own life as a guarantee to save them from being destroyed, and instead allowed them to remain dormant for a long time as they are now.
Boom, boom, boom.
The cracks on the inside of the energy cabin continued to expand.
No. 015 asked No. 011: "Want to see the king?"
Capturing the special keyword, No. 011's right fist suddenly stopped. A moment later, an invisible vibration spread outward from the energy cabin layer by layer.
No. 011 suddenly opened his eyes.
As the most advanced anthropomorphic machines at the time, their lenses were also cutting-edge technological achievements. They were cold grey in colour and could locate life forms smaller than a millimeter in size from tens of thousands of meters away, enabling precise sniping, simply by scanning the iris.
The old robot No. 015 was stared at closely by those gray eyes.
He slowly lowered his head, then raised it again after a moment and said sullenly, "No, I'm going crazy."
"..." No. 011 pounded the energy cabin hard in dissatisfaction, and the entire base even began to vibrate slightly.
No. 015 insisted, "If I go crazy, I can't see you, King."
Number 011 is stuck.
After a long half-minute, 011's clenched fist loosened again. Various data flashed across his gray irises as he began to retrieve relevant information from the latest database: soft, harmless, and adorable appearance...
After a moment, the young man in the cabin raised his head.
The corners of his lips were raised to a precise angle, revealing a very unskilled, stiff smile. He began to read aloud in a cold, mechanical voice: "Oh, oh, oh, I'm going to use my little fists—"
No. 015: “…”
No. 015: "You passed."
The young man in the cabin instantly regained his expressionless face.
Then both robots turned around and retched.
"But," No. 015 quickly added, "Your Majesty, come next month. Before then, read the documents carefully."
Then No. 015 transferred the two files to No. 011.
A must-read for every robot: "The Trilogy of Early Childhood Education that Affects Your Baby's Life."
Another document, "One Hundred Preventive Measures Against Chi Yan," was recently compiled by a senior robotics expert.
“…”
That same night, in a penthouse in the heart of Tenerife.
Master bedroom.
Chi Yan dug Wen Xingze out of the quilt. Wen Xingze was still holding SpongeBob, sleeping with his arms and legs spread out. There were several uneven red marks on his cheeks from SpongeBob's pressure.
Chi Yan frowned slightly and tried to take SpongeBob away, but Wen Xingze snatched it back with even greater force. The second time he tried, Wen Xingze bit his hand with a huffing, groaning, and then bit it.
Chi Yan: “…Forget it.”
Wen Xingze's sleeping posture is not very good.
Sometimes he would roll to the edge of the bed, and sometimes he would put one leg on Chi Yan, holding Chi Yan's wrist and slowly grinding it with his canine teeth while talking in his sleep: "Braised, sweet and sour, no cumin."
Chi Yan: “…”
What kind of dream is this?
It wasn't until the middle of the night that Chi Yan opened his eyes, revealing obvious dark circles. With a cold expression, he leaned over and scooped up Wen Xingze, who was about to fall off the bed, and held him in his arms.
This time Wen Xingze finally calmed down and stopped moving around.
Wen Xingze found a comfortable position, smacked his lips, and fell asleep again.
But Chi Yan couldn't fall asleep anymore.
He made a serious mistake, and Chi Yan finally remembered that he was currently an ordinary human being. Therefore, he had ordinary human emotions, ways of thinking, and normal social abilities.
...also has normal human physiological reactions.
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