The atmosphere inside the room was unusually silent.

All the women looked at Cang Yu with hesitant, unspoken expressions.

Cang Yu was also confused: "Wait, why are you all looking at me like that?"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally Yan couldn't help but speak up.

"I said, little brat—" Cang Yu looked at her, "Even if Zhi Xin can't satisfy you, you can't..."

Yan pointed to the "woman" sitting on the sofa, then hesitated, as if he wanted to say something.

"Humans cannot, or at least should not."

With Yan leading the way, the women immediately followed suit.

"Yeah, yeah, if all else fails, Xiaoyu, you can... you can ask me."

Qi Lin blushed, and her voice grew softer and softer.

As soon as she said that, everyone's eyes turned to her.

Qi Lin was frozen in place by everyone's gaze. A blush spread from her cheeks all the way to her ears and then to her neck, and even the small section of her collarbone that was exposed at her neckline was tinged with a light pink.

She opened her mouth, as if trying to find something to add.

"That's not what I meant." "I just said it offhand." "Don't look at me like that."

But all the excuses seemed pale and powerless under the meaningful gazes of the women.

She simply gave up and buried her face in her hands, her voice muffled as it leaked out from between her fingers:

"You didn't hear anything...you didn't hear anything..."

"It's too late." Yan picked up the teacup from the coffee table, her posture so elegant that it was as if she hadn't been the one who had just started the commotion.

"The whole living room could hear it. What are you looking for? What do you want?"

"Sister Yan!" Qi Lin looked up, her eyes slightly red with anxiety.

Fortunately, at this moment, Cang Yu stepped forward.

"Stop—!" Cang Yu raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, his expression shifting from bewilderment to helplessness, and then to a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

"What are you talking about? What's this about being satisfied or not satisfied? What kind of person can't, or at least shouldn't, do?"

Yan raised an eyebrow: "Do I need to make myself clearer?"

She pointed to the "woman" sitting on the sofa with her eyes closed.

"You're not satisfied anymore, you've even gone so far as to lay a hand on a doll."

Cang Yu sighed and rubbed his forehead: "You mean this? This is my latest work—Secretary."

"Secretary?" Yan raised an eyebrow. "You've even started role-playing with the doll?"

Cang Yu rolled his eyes:

"So, Xiao Yanzi, you're just a reckless brute."

He ignored Yan and walked straight to the "secretary" on the sofa, pausing briefly by her ear with his hand.

The next second, the earphone-like device lit up and a startup sound rang out.

"TAKE OFF TOWARD THE"

The girl, who had kept her eyes closed, opened them.

She immediately scanned everyone in the room before her gaze settled on Cang Yu.

The girl slowly stood up, placed her hands on her abdomen, and bowed slightly.

"Shrimp Dumpling. Iz, the secretary-type Humagear, greets you."

"Yes, welcome to the new world, Iz," Aoba said with a smile.

The girls exchanged glances, but eventually their gazes fell on Izzy.

"Artificial intelligence?" Zhi Xin asked, a look of amazement flashing in her eyes.

"Hmm, Iz can do a lot of things, and she's no less capable than the shore guards," Cang Yu replied.

"Then why don't you just use the shore guards?" Yan raised an eyebrow, puzzled.

Cang Yu looked at Iz:

"Because Iz is my personal 'secretary.' Both the guardian and she are special."

Yan was a little annoyed by these words.

So you mean a super AI and a robot are more special than me, a living, breathing person?

"Oh? Special? How special could it be?" Yan looked at Cang Yu.

Before Cang Yu could speak, Iz had already turned to Yan.

The earphones on both sides flickered slightly, then quickly went out, as if they were reading data.

"Hello, Miss Angel Yan."

Yan narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the robot in front of her that had been turned on for less than three minutes.

Her posture was impeccable, with her hands clasped over her abdomen, her head slightly bowed, and a perfectly professional smile on her face.

Do you know me?

"Yes. Iz's database has access to information on all family members. You are Yan, Holy Left Wing Guardian, Third Generation Angel, with a flight speed of approximately Mach 40."

"He is skilled with a flaming sword, loves to drink, and when drunk, he likes to hug Miss A-Zhui's waist and yell, 'You little brat, come here!'"

The living room was silent for a full three seconds.

Then Qi Lin let out a muffled laugh first, followed by Zhi Xin's very soft "poof," which even made A Zhui's lips curl into a smile.

Yan's expression went from calm to stiff to flushed red, and she completed the three jumps in one smooth motion.

"you!"

"Data shared by our predecessors who guarded the shore."

She told me to read it carefully before activating it, saying that "a thorough understanding of family members helps with better integration."

Izzy stated it in her usual calm voice.

For some reason, everyone felt that she did it on purpose.

Anyway, Yan was furious.

"Hmph, what else can she do besides these?" Seemingly feeling humiliated, this left-wing lady unusually wanted to regain her composure.

"I can perform the following tasks for the president, including but not limited to: schedule management, task processing, high-speed calculation, battle situation analysis, key matching, data cracking, global intrusion, device control..."

Iz began to list her abilities one by one.

This surprised the women slightly.

"That's amazing?" Qi Lin couldn't help but exclaim.

Zhi Xin, however, looked thoughtfully at Cang Yu:

"Yu, I understand everything else. But what does 'key' in 'key matching' refer to...?"

"Is this your new invention?"

She paused, then asked curiously.

Cang Yu's smile seemed to be getting harder to suppress. He crossed his arms, tilted his head back, and burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

The women remained remarkably calm as they witnessed this scene. They were used to it; there was no way around it.

Cang Yu used to always look old and sullen, with no expression on his face all day.

But ever since he demonstrated his almost abnormal scientific research ability

After he called it "divine talent," he started to act "abnormally."

He does this every time he discovers something new.

"That's right! This is the shrimp dumpling's personal secretary, created by me, who possesses 'divine talent'!"

"Hey, let's break down the joke: Dan Kuroto and Hiden Aruto are both called 'shrimp dumplings'," Izu added, making a serious gesture.

The women fell completely silent.

Roses rarely speak:

"Was that...a joke?"

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