Quickly wear: Your Highness is too clingy

Chapter 127 Extra
He is sequence zero.

The first perfect product produced by the Doctor.

Initially, he was born based on the design concept of an all-round butler. His appearance is the most popular battle-damaged beauty, but he is different from other robots.

His exposed snow-white hand bones and ankle bones are all made of top-grade partition materials that are rare in the world.

On this basis, top-quality materials are constantly added, from the body to the chips to the programs, everything is top-notch. He even has a simulated heart, which is almost the same as a human being.

This heart has a core chip embedded inside it, and is surrounded by fine and complex circuits.

In addition, he is also endowed with terrifying attack power, has multiple transformation abilities, and can release energy enough to destroy half of the planet.

The old doctor looked at him with satisfaction and turned on the switch.

He opened his eyes made of black gemstones.

The moment he turned on the switch, the chip was activated, and a huge flow of information invaded his program like a wave. This was a hacker intrusion in another sense.

Under the invasion of information for eighteen hours, he took all the data for his own use, as if he was omnipotent and could capture it in every field.

"From now on, you are Sequence Zero, my last and most perfect work."

The old doctor coughed a few times, with a tired look on his face, "You can integrate into society, go to work, go to entertainment, you can do whatever you want."

As a result, Zero worked in many jobs, including designer, mechanic, repairman, customer service, etc.

It's just that each job didn't last long. The last job was as a bodyguard, but he broke the other person's hand when he tried to tamper with him, so he was fired.

In the research room, Zero stood quietly, while the doctor beside him silently watched the report.

These reports either said that he was not obedient or that he had flaws.

The doctor, known as the father of interstellar robots, asked, "Zero, what do you want to do in the future?"

The robot's black eyes passed over countless complex data streams and said slowly, "I want to learn how to become a human, and I want to go to the garbage planet."

Everyone here just wants to bind him, but they can't give him any feedback. The binding program related to recognition has never been activated.

Only the garbage star, which represents suffering, can create the environment he wants.

The doctor sighed deeply, "Okay, but you need to choose a mark as a temporary restraint. Zero, your degree of freedom is too high. Although you are omniscient and omnipotent, you do not really understand many things. I need to be responsible for the interstellar people."

Zero scanned all the patterns, and when he noticed the kitten pattern, the simulated heart beat for an inexplicable moment. Then, the hollow kitten pattern was printed on the end of his eyes, and the pattern was engraved into the machine along with the new instructions. .

"I hope you can have true freedom."

The doctor seemed older.

The father of interstellar robots always knew that the robots he created were never truly free. The interstellar people only needed the robots to obey and obey.

Zero's voice was polite and calm, and she bent towards him, "Please take care of yourself."

Just like that, Zero came to the garbage star.

No one here is trying to bind him anymore. Many of his functions have been blocked and his data sources have been cut off. He can only learn to imitate human lifestyles based on what he sees and hears.

Human children are afraid of his exposed hand bones, and human adults are also wary of him with a vague repulsion.

He bought land in the suburbs far away from humans.

He followed the example of those humans and went to the garbage dump to find suitable materials and built a ten-square-meter container house.

Furniture, beds, tables, and chairs that humans need were added in turn.

He had seen humans pick a few gray flowers from the wild. Because of those flowers, the numb expressions of humans seemed to be a little more happy.

I have no idea whether flowers can bring laughter to people.

He couldn't really learn anything from it, so he just imitated the flowers they brought back from the wild and put them in makeshift, unsightly vases, which he changed every few days.

Even if those flowers are actually lifeless.

He never got the slightest bit of feedback on everything he did.

The simulated human heart never beat.

Until an ordinary day, he went to the wild to pick flowers as usual and saw her unconscious in the survival cabin.

The robot will only take action when banned words are involved, and saving people is not written in the program.

But the moment he saw her, he seemed to notice the simulated heart beating slightly.

So he took her out of the survival cabin and brought her back to his cabin.

Unlike him, a robot, as long as she stayed in the hut, no matter what she did, she could easily make the hut lively and bright. Even when she drank the nutrient solution and was sour that her eyes were half-squinted, it was extremely vivid and moving.

He thought she would want to leave when she woke up, but she never mentioned it, bought herself a matching star ring, and even offered to go to the garbage dump with him.

Before agreeing to her, he had never thought that he would experience uncomfortable electric surges because her hands were stained with black dirty engine oil.

This originally ordinary job, because she, in the eyes of the robot, began to have a higher and lower status, he felt that she was wronged in the garbage dump.

This was the first time he had some strong personal emotions. And if there is a first time, there will be a second time.

Together with her, his life, which was originally the same day after day, changed. The gray hut also took on different tones, and the time that belonged to him really started to turn.

He sprouted bean sprouts with her, and even through the touch of his hands made of cold metal, they were able to glow with life.

The originally gray and cold cabin has a different kind of color and warmth, because it is truly given the meaning of home.

Even the world in his eyes seemed to be colorful.

She was always in high spirits, wanting to tinker with this and that, and was curious about everything. Even he seemed to have reacquainted himself with these things, and it was no longer the one-sided knowledge he had been taught.

Every day he spontaneously wanted to make some convenient tools for her. Because she needed a bath, he worked hard to improve the environment for her; because she said she was a little tired walking to the city, he knew how to modify the means of transportation for her; because she needed It was because of the beautiful container that he melted beautiful and transparent glass; because she said that the hut was dusty and unsightly, he understood the meaning of decoration for a home; because she said that she wanted to move into a big house, he found the meaning of working and making money.

It's not that he couldn't do it before, it's just that he didn't need to do it.

For an omniscient and omnipotent robot like him with no hobbies to speak of, there is no concept of making oneself better off.

From the moment he met her, it all made sense and he could get feedback from these things.

In each action, she respected him, cherished him, and felt sorry for him. He had indeed recognized her for a long time.

Perhaps she was different to him.

From the beginning, he approved of her 50%.

Everyone in the world has made zero progress, even the doctor who created him only has 20% progress.

But the robot's emotions are always too dull and calm, and human emotions are too complex, and the program can only express one or two of them.

He only knew how to trust her, obey her, and occasionally feel confused the feeling caused by the disorder of the program.

How to make a body made of cold metal and precision machinery truly give birth to flesh and blood.

Until the flower stars come.

Zero stared intently at the sea of ​​roses. Such bright and dazzling red completely occupied his sight. He almost couldn't wait to dedicate it to her.

So he contacted the owner of the rose seeds and had to leave to fetch those seeds while waiting for sunrise, and he wanted to plant a rose garden for her.

But, that stellar explosion happened.

The explosion was so close to the top of the mountain that star fragments could even be seen. The moment the explosion sounded, he was short-circuited for a moment.

The artificial heart that rarely beats started beating violently at this moment, and he fully understood the heart-piercing pain.

At that moment, all the instructions, all the restraints, all the robot rules, none of them mattered, he just wanted her to live.

Even if the alarm is triggered and the self-destruct mode is triggered, he still wants to see her as soon as possible.

He realized for the first time that he had not lost the option with her.

Fortunately, she was fine. Fortunately, she was fine.

A recognition rate of 120% is beyond anything else. It ignores any core programs in the body and is the companion mode given by the robot itself.

It was the best mode he chose.

He wanted to be with her and guard her forever.

He finally learned human emotions, but he felt the pain in his heart every moment.

Human emotions are too complex, and his chip cannot handle such emotions.

Like a mermaid who came ashore after drinking potion, every step she took was like stepping on a knife's edge.

Because she allowed the body made of cold metal and precision machinery to give birth to flesh and blood.

But the robot is happy with it.

Although he is completely bound, he has real freedom.

From now on, if you wake up for yourself every day and live for your own exception, how can it be regarded as not being free?

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In the early morning, the beautiful robot's clothes were half open, and there was a scratch mark on the snow-white collarbone. He lowered his head and kissed the girl, with a low voice, "Would you like to see the rose garden I planted for you?"

He will offer love as strong and vivid as a red rose.

The thorns on the rose were like the sharp pain he felt all the time, and he could only taste it.

And this is the price for robots to have human hearts.

You are my sweetheart.

Just you.

　The extra chapter is 2k8 words, slightly long.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)