Witch Special

A moment later, Lin Zhenxi came to the independent space he had rented for a long time and released the capsule can sealed in the Witch's Book.

Through the circular glass of the capsule tank, you can see a mechanical humanoid curled up inside.

Buffon No. 2 is now just a blank body, like a humanoid rack displaying clothes in a clothing store. The entire surface of the body has a metallic luster and there is not even a layer of skin.

However, Lin Zhenxi had seen the double that Buffon had used. With long, wavy blue hair and a white dress, she was a truly stunning and cool beauty. Since Buffon No. 2 and Buffon were created using the same process, they should have the same potential for development. Therefore, Lin Zhenxi had no concerns about Buffon No. 2's future appearance.

Well, yes, it will be fine.

Lin Zhenxi fumbled for a long time before finding the switch for the capsule canister. As the knob turned, the liquid inside the capsule canister was quickly absorbed by the robot's body. As the liquid level dropped, the top of the capsule canister made a deflation sound and then bounced upwards a little, unlocking the built-in lock.

Lin Zhenxi waited until there was no more nutrient solution left in the capsule jar before removing the lid. There seemed to be a magnetic connection between the lid and the back of Buffon No. 2's head. Lin Zhenxi could clearly feel a downward suction as she pulled on the lid, but it wasn't strong, and she lifted it with just a little effort.

As the lid was removed, the robot in the jar was fully activated and began to move.

She first opened her eyes, and two blue lights flashed in her eyes, but the two lights quickly went out, leaving only the cameras in her eyes that were constantly expanding and shrinking slightly, as if they were adjusting the visual parameters that best suited the current environment.

Then she stood up from the jar and turned to look at Lin Zhenxi who was standing in front of her.

"Please complete the identity verification. Are you Lin Zhenxi, the master chosen by the Creator for me?" She didn't even open her mouth when she spoke. It was probably because there was a loudspeaker hidden somewhere in her body.

Hearing Buffon No. 2's question, Lin Zhenxi's mind was filled with a sense of déjà vu: "Are you my Master?" Yes, so much so.

But she had no desire to participate in the Holy Grail War. It was said to be incredibly dangerous, with the potential for sudden death no matter how powerful one was. Every time a Holy Grail War took place, the venue would be overrun with casualties. It was precisely because of the incredibly high death rate and the supposed "any wish granted" gimmick that the Holy Grail War had become incredibly well-known in the third world Lin Zhenxi had visited, even to the reclusive witches.

The phrase "Are you my Master?" originated from the Holy Grail War. It is said that this is a question that every brave warrior who participates in the Holy Grail War will hear. Generally, after hearing this question, death is not far away. Only a very few lucky ones can escape the curse of this sentence, win the final victory, and take home the Holy Grail.

Fortunately, Buffon II wasn't saying those exact words, and Hayashi Maki had no intention of participating in the Holy Grail War. That thing is something that appears in almost every anime series, and it's been written about countless times, so it's already been written about to death. Hayashi Maki decided not to get involved in that mess.

The identity verification process still had to be completed, so Lin Zhenxi nodded and said, "Yes, I am Lin Zhenxi. Old Master Luke entrusted you to me. Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly. If you follow me, I won't say you will have delicious meals every day, but at least if I eat a bite, you will definitely eat a bite too."

As he spoke, Lin Zhenxi acted very righteously and patted Buffon No. 2's shoulder. The touch was completely cold metal, without any elasticity at all.

Furthermore, Buffon II didn't seem to need to eat. She had her own built-in magic power reactor and could also access external energy sources, allowing her to directly utilize both electricity and magic. Therefore, Lin Zhenxi's words didn't move her at all.

Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that she is still a blank slate and has no feelings at all.

However, Lin Zhenxi's words did play a role, which was to complete the subsequent step of identity authentication, voiceprint sampling.

In addition to the voiceprint, Buffon No. 2 then asked Lin Zhenxi to complete a series of key personal information collection, from pupils to facial details, from ten finger fingerprints to palm prints, almost all identity information that can be directly obtained through sound, light and electricity.

Lin Zhenxi cooperated completely throughout, not once mentioning any concerns about Buffon II collecting her personal information and using it against her. This wasn't even the same world as Silent City. Forget about whether Luke was cunning enough to leave a backdoor in the thank-you gift he'd given Lin Zhenxi. Even if he did, with the Crystal Wall separating them, how could Buffon II possibly contact Luke again?

After completing the recognition of the master, probably only Luke, the Creator, would have a higher priority than Lin Zhenxi in Buffon No. 2. Since she couldn't contact Luke, she could only rely on Lin Zhenxi.

Silent City didn't seem to have developed biotechnology, so blood samples and DNA weren't collected. Instead, Buffon II specifically recorded Lin Zhenxi's magical fluctuations, which were also unique to each person, similar to DNA, but a magical version.

It can only be said that although the Silent City seems to be taking the technological route, its core is still the path of magic. Otherwise, Lin Zhenxi would not have thought of integrating the Silent City's technology into his own system. Pure technology and the power of the witch are incompatible.

After completing the identity entry, Buffon II closed her eyes and remained silent for a moment, unsure of what was happening inside her body. However, she soon reopened her eyes and continued, "Identity entry complete. Confirming that the service recipient, 'Lin Zhenxi,' has the highest priority. Please select a title. The default title is 'Master.' Would you like to change it?"

Hmm... emmm, should I change it? Lin Zhenxi thought about it and realized that it would be quite embarrassing to have someone calling her "master" every day. She didn't have the princess syndrome that required a servant to survive. On the contrary, she couldn't stand it if someone called her something too cheesy.

"Yes, change it to 'Maki-san', or 'Maki', either is fine."

"Okay, the name change is complete, Sister Maki. Please choose the name you want to use for me. The default name has not been retrieved." Buffon No. 2 continued to ask.

Well, her name wasn't actually Buffon No. 2. To be exact, she didn't have a name yet. As for Buffon, it was most likely named by Luke himself.

So, what should I call her? I can't really call her Buffon No. 2, right? That name would seem disrespectful to her.

Lin Zhenxi had just finished giving Yan Qing some chicken soup, telling her that she didn't need to live according to other people's arrangements. She was herself, Yan Qing, not a copy of someone else. But then she turned around and gave her future most capable assistant a name that had been used by someone else. This was too hypocritical.

So, what's a good name...

Lin Zhenxi's mind suddenly popped up the image of her teacher. Lin Zhenxi had described this Buffon II as a supreme polymath, a humanoid calculator. Not only would she be the all-around steward of her future territory, but she would also be a know-it-all, able to answer any question Lin Zhenxi asked. In Lin Zhenxi's mind, only Patchouli seemed to fit the description.

Well, no, that wouldn't work. Whether it was the name Patchouli or Patchouli's teacher's nickname, "Pachi," the weight attached to it seemed too much for the innocent and naive calculator girl in front of her to bear. Lin Zhenxi had to find her a name that didn't carry that much weight, or at least a goal that was easier to surpass.

When Buffon II surpasses the original, it means that the disciple is better than the master, and the so-called imitation naturally becomes nonsense.

Well, actually, Lin Zhenxi is just bad at naming. When she wants to name someone else, her first thought is to look for references from people she knows, and she never thinks about coming up with an original name herself.

Patchouli and Patch aren't good enough, and Lin Zhenxi hopes that Buffon No. 2 can become a know-it-all, so...

Miss Know-It-All, Hermione! Lin Zhenxi dug out the name of a little sister called Miss Know-It-All from the depths of his distant memory.

Even at Lin Zhenxi's age at the time, she was several years older than Miss Know-It-All, so she didn't have a very close relationship with Miss Know-It-All and her friends, even though they often met in the library.

Lin Zhenxi's progress was unmatched by anyone else. Furthermore, she had a clear goal: to master spells. Unlike ordinary magic academy students, who had to study a variety of subjects, such as flying, astronomy, and the history of magic, Lin Zhenxi quickly mastered the advanced grades, even touching upon forbidden texts, leaving the know-it-all far behind.

Fortunately, there is a big age gap between them, otherwise, with the competitive personality of Miss Know-It-All, she would probably bleed to death just to catch up with Lin Zhenxi's progress.

Should we just use the name of that know-it-all lady? That didn't seem like a good idea either. Could it be that Lin Zhenxi's naming ability had become so useless that she had to copy others? She felt that she could still be saved.

Well, let's change it up a bit. Hermione, Hermione, Hermione... Got it!

Hemer, change min to mo, it will be more comfortable to read.

So happily decided.

"Hemer, your name from now on will be 'Hemer'." Lin Zhenxi completed the naming of his supercomputer Ji.