It's time to marry someone from Earth

Chapter 48 The Extremely Rational Alien Danger 1
Tang Wenlan and Mi He left arm in arm and affectionately.

Wei Zhaolin was still holding the bank card in his hand, and he was groping around the edge of the card with his fingertips. Under his fingertips, a pale white mark was faintly visible, which looked like it had been worn out after being stuck into something trace.

His memory told him that this bank card was thrown back by Mihe when he was angry, and there was nothing that could cause such wear and tear during the period.

but……

That doesn't seem to be the case.

Wei Zhaolin thought for a moment, then quietly closed his eyes.

The expert who examined him next to him stepped forward and asked: "Mr. Wei, have you experienced sudden fatigue when using your arm recently?"

Wei Zhaolin closed his eyes and remained silent, as if he had fallen asleep.

However, after a brief silence, the expert seemed to have heard his answer, and said to himself, "No? That is indeed a good recovery."

Then asked again: "Is there still no feeling in the legs? Is it because I can't move, or like before, I can't feel the existence of the legs at all?"

Still silent.

After a while, the expert nodded with satisfaction: "I can feel it. According to this situation, your legs will be able to move within a month at most. This is a miracle."

This kind of self-talk is logically extremely weird, but none of the medical staff in this ward thinks there is anything wrong, as if Wei Zhaolin is really talking to that expert.

After that, the expert said again: "Mr. Wei, shall I push you out now?"

As he was speaking, he pushed Wei Zhaolin's wheelchair, probably because he was going too fast, and accidentally bumped into the low table, the glass on the table moved, and soon, the glass made a fine sound, and the glass split into pieces. The two halves down the middle fell on the table.

Expert: "..." He just bumped the low table, and it didn't cause an earthquake, so why did it break the cup?And even if it's broken, it's still broken. Why is the cup so neatly broken?It looks like it was cut by some professional tool.

The expert glanced at Wei Zhaolin with a guilty conscience, seeing that he was expressionless, he acted as if nothing had happened.

He pushed the wheelchair and continued walking. Perhaps he felt guilty, and when he pushed, he became more anxious, and accidentally bumped into the medical storage shelf again.

As a result, the supporting legs broke neatly, and the medical instruments on them were scattered all over the place.What was even worse was that several syringes landed on Wei Zhaolin's legs.

Expert: "..." Yaoshou!What kind of bad luck did he have today, what happened?Still so neatly broken?

At this moment, experts dare not look at Dangerously.

Fortunately, Wei Zhaolin still didn't show any expression.

The expert wiped the sweat from his head, and then quietly removed the syringe from his leg.

"Mr. Wei, you really have a lot of adults."

Almost at the same moment, in the single-family villa tens of kilometers away from Jinghe Hospital, countless tiny particles formed a chain, intertwined and condensed in mid-air, and slowly merged into a tall and slender human figure.

This human figure gradually became solid from the initial haze, and the facial features and texture also emerged one by one, and finally evolved into a dangerous appearance.

The tops of several cylindrical objects placed in the corners suddenly flashed bright blue light spots. Two mechanical hands protruded from both sides of the cylinder, and the lowered mechanical rollers silently rolled over the ground. The small cylinder surrounded Wei Zhaolin, whose figure had just solidified.

A row of light screens emerged at the head of the small cylinder, and the special effects of crackling and blooming fireworks were displayed on the light screens.

"Welcome back master."

Wei Zhaolin paused slightly, and glanced down at these living robots that were only as high as his calf.

"Get out of the way, don't get in the way."

The little robots hung their heads neatly, looking very depressed.

"Master, don't you like the welcome ceremony we prepared?"

Wei Zhaolin: "..."

Leaving aside whether this stupid scene is qualified to be called a ritual, the sense of ritual itself is meaningless, okay?

He sighed, and reached out to call up the robot's central control system.

"There is no need to learn these complicated things from humans. It has no real meaning except to slow down your calculation speed."

--drop.

After a crisp notification sound, the little robots surrounding Wei Zhaolin dispersed in an orderly manner, and the fluorescent screen at the head position also went dark, and it was no longer lively and active like before.

"My memory data has been reverted, and the core program has also experienced a certain degree of disorder. It seems that I have experienced the interference of a special energy body. You should contact the main star and ask them to transmit an energy fluctuation monitor." Wei Zhaolin explained. After finishing, he added, "After the monitoring device arrives, you must monitor my body data 24 hours a day, and any tiny energy fluctuations must not be let go, understand?"

All the little robots should be.

After Wei Zhaolin adjusted the robot's self-growth program, he lowered his hands and asked, "What about others?"

"Mr. Wei is basking in the sun on the balcony on the second floor, and his No. [-] life assistant is giving him a massage." The little robot at the front answered with a rigid mechanical voice.

Wei Zhaolin turned around and walked towards the second floor: "How is his recovery?"

"The recovery rate is 32.75% slower than expected, and it has only curbed the continuous deterioration of ALS."

Wei Zhaolin frowned: "Have you found out the reason for the slow recovery?"

"27.56% is due to insufficient nutrient intake, and 31.7% is due to the large difference between the earth's environment and the alpha star. These differences lead to deviations in our initial simulation calculation results."

Wei Zhaolin's expression stagnated slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with this deviation: "What about 40.74%?"

A red light flashed above the little robot's head: "The reason is unknown..."

"Maybe it's because you're in a bad mood?" A clear and gentle voice came from the corridor on the second floor.

A small robot of the same model approached pushing a wheelchair, and the person sitting in the wheelchair was a thin young man.

He seems to be about the same age as Wei Zhaolin, and there are two points of similarity between his brows, but one is calm and stern, and the other is gentle and morbid. The very different temperament weakens this similarity, and they seem to be two unrelated people.

Really. Two types of people, species of species.

"Are you in a bad mood? Why?" Wei Zhaolin walked up to the young man and stood still, "Wei Mingguang, you have been ill for many years, and your only wish is to be cured of ALS. Now this wish is being realized. What do you have? Reason to be unhappy?"

Wei Mingguang——

The real only son of the Wei family is still at the stage where he can only move from the neck up. Hearing this, he gently raised his eyes: "I'm worried that you will use my identity to do something you shouldn't do, and I'm also worried that my parents will be deceived by you, and... "

He turned his head with some difficulty and looked around: "I am the only one here besides the machine. Human beings live in groups. Long-term loneliness will cause mental illness."

Wei Zhaolin listened to him quietly, and concluded coldly: "Greedy."

When human beings are near the end of their lives, they think that as long as they can recover, they will be fine, but when they have the hope of recovery, they start to want other things.

"Well, yes." Wei Mingguang didn't seem to think that such an evaluation was sharp and hurtful, and his face was still kind. "Humans are like this. They are greedy. They will always have more things they want. As long as they are alive, they can't stop."

Wei Zhaolin frowned even tighter, as if he dismissed such a nature.

Wei Mingguang noticed his dissatisfaction, and smiled softly: "Why is there such an expression? Don't you just come here for the so-called 'humanity'? According to you, you alpha stars are calm and rational, lacking in emotion, and always just I will make the choice that is most beneficial to myself. I have no dedication, no understanding of love, and besides having the ability to think independently, I live like a machine. Is it normal that such a race cannot continue? And you, aren’t you? Do you want to use the 'humanity' in human genes to neutralize the rationality in your genes?"

(End of this chapter)