Little Robot on the Run

Hum hum.

In the next few days, Lin Ze has been in the underground base, assisting the Data Department and the Police Department to formulate an evacuation plan for Dashan Street.

And Nan An obediently stayed in the research institute, helping Ai Li to enter information, dancing with Xiao Hua, occasionally committing crimes against the wind, and stealing biscuits and candies.

Nan'an's small wallet bulged a little.

This is a small piece of square cloth that I took at school before. It is pure blue and has a hard texture. It is very suitable as a wallet.So Nan An sewed a small wallet by himself, and added a few small flowers, dotted with stars, on the cloth.

And today too.

Ai Li sent Nan'an her daily salary before leaving get off work.

Compared with the currency circulating in the street market, although the banknotes of the research institute are old, they are still clean, exuding the unique fragrance of banknotes, and there are no greasy and sticky things.

This made Nan'an very fond of it.

He stuffed the banknotes into his wallet, and happily went to Luoshan Street.

Nan'an plans to buy some nutrient solution and a few small candies, and save up the rest.

Today is also a small robot that is diligent and thrifty.

It is still raining in the four cities of Rose at night, and there are holographic projections of advertisements and virtual cyborgs everywhere.Nan An went out from the research institute building and returned to Luoshan Street Market.

The stale musty smell hits the face.

Accompanied by the roar of the suspension train, Nan'an stretched his neck from the crowd with difficulty, looking for a store selling nutrient solution.

"Hello." Nan'an pushed the door open, probed obediently, "Two bottles of nutrient solution."

The salesperson in the store is a robot. Normally, he would not say a word to humans—customers who buy for housekeeping robots.

Because the algorithm strictly stipulates the relevant sales terms.

But seeing Nan'an, the robot turned its palm lightly, shook it, and said hello.

"I have... a new... new product here." The robot said, "Do you want to see it?"

Nan An jumped up: "Yes!"

He ran over, clutching his wallet and lying on the table, looking forward to it.Then I saw the robot take out five bottles of nutrient solution from the broken and dirty cardboard box, and put each bottle on the table.

"New products...ME23 to ME27... Drinking it can increase the speed of operation." The robot said, "And ME28... the brain processing can be ten times faster."

Nan An frowned, feeling a little disappointed for a moment.

It seems that everything here is for efficiency, just, quite boring.

So Nan An shook his head and looked around, and asked in a childish voice, "Is there anything else? For example..."

He thought for a while, thinking of the bottle of nutrient solution he drank in the restaurant before, and gestured with his small hand: "The orange-flavored one is refreshing, and most importantly, it can fill you up."

The robot paused for a few seconds to process Nan'an's information.

The silver-white processing chip flickered on its neck, and the robot turned around abruptly, and took out a paint bucket from the innermost part, two tons in size, and when it hit Nan An, the table trembled slightly.

"Large quantity discount..." the robot said, "discount."

Nan'an: "..."

In the end, he chose two small bottles of nutrient solution, which were of the same specification as the research institute, but the place of production was from Yinling.

Nan'an knows that although Rose and Yinling are split, the human world has few resources. In many cases, there will still be basic commodity exchanges—except for technological products.

After seeing the silver bell flower on the transparent bottle cap, Nan'an became deeply curious.

In his opinion, although the Rose City strictly controls technology, it is already very developed for him.

What would the silver bell city that indulged in technological development look like?

Nan'an really couldn't imagine it.

But now he has been attracted by the price of more than 600 on the bill.

How can it be so expensive! !

Nan An was shocked.

Obviously, it only cost about 100 yuan before, and it can also come with two separate vials, allowing Nanan to carry Lin Ze on his back and secretly serve as supper at night.

Now it costs more than 600 for a single piece?

Nan'an felt deeply incomprehensible.

The robot seemed to see his hesitation, and pointed to the paint bucket on the side: "This...only 70...Humans like to buy...for their robots..."

Nan An pinched his nose and said no.

As the official small robot of the Kepler base, even he knows that this kind of nutrient solution is very poor quality, drinking too much will easily cause malfunctions on the machine, and it will also cause the brain to not operate smoothly, and in serious cases, it will even be scrapped.

Nan'an knows that people in Rose City are not too obsessed with technology, so the robot is too. If it is scrapped, just replace it with another one, and don't cherish it very much.

but.

A good, normal little robot needs to be taken good care of!

Nan'an thought so.

After the checkout came out, Nan'an went through the crowd and found an unmonitored street - between the grocery store and the dentist's office, quietly moved the scattered wine bottles aside, and then sat down by the corner.

On top of his head, there are old TV sets, refrigerators, and electric fans. These are electrical appliances discarded by residents, and there is no space to put them.

So they laid dirty wooden planks on the window sills and arranged them staggeredly, like Tetris, piece by piece, layer by layer, to tie these worn-out things together.

Through this gap, Nan'an watched the high-end trains and large planes speeding by in the sky.

He just watched it for a while.

Then he lowered his head and removed the outer packaging of the nutrient solution.

Just then, he saw a small radio, covered in mud, lying beside the pond.

This is very similar to Jill's radio, again with two long wires and a small body.Nan'an just dialed it a few times, and then heard a few pops, and the radio started to broadcast the news.

Nan An nodded with satisfaction: "Okay."

With the company of Mr. Radio, he is not alone when eating.

So Nan'an continued his nutrient solution business.

Perhaps because he couldn't wait, his fingertips were stained with the nutrient solution, but it didn't affect his cooking speed at all.

After a while, there was a satisfied hiccup.

Nan An moaned and leaned against the wall, patted his stomach, squinted his eyes, and looked full of wine and food.

At this time, Mr. Radio is still dedicated to his work. From the previous shopping show, he jumped to the news channel——

"Recently, due to fluctuations in the solar wind and sunspots, it may have an impact on communications and machines. The research institute has been tracking this situation..."

Nan An straightened up, hiccupped a little, and picked up the radio.

I heard it continue: "This round of solar storm is the strongest in the past ten years. At that time, the invasion of ultraviolet rays will affect the rose area. The underground base has cooperated with the research institute and will formulate a corresponding risk avoidance plan and the occupancy of the base. Date, residents are requested to report the number of people in the near future, the robot can only carry one..."

Nan An listened intently.

He knew that storms had a great impact on human beings. In the few days in the desert, after each storm, there were garbage all over the ground, as well as robot arms and parts.

But Nan'an didn't seem to have any influence.

Just like humans.

In a daze, he heard the radio start to broadcast the chip infection again.

In just a few days, many cases occurred.

Not only in residential areas, but also in restaurants, shopping malls, cafes, and even hospitals, there were two cases, and it was the mutation of injured patients, just like Jill's situation.

but--

There is correspondingly good news.

In the subsequent report, Nan'an heard that under the leadership of Lin Ze, the research institute took the lead in breaking through the conduction wave of a certain chip, and successfully controlled the humans who were about to mutate two hours before the mutation, preventing casualties.

For some reason, listening to the broadcast on the radio, Nan'an felt a little proud.

It was as if he had stopped it.

Thinking of this, Nan'an decided to suspend the candy plan and encourage this big villain tonight.

——Just make omelet rice.

So Nan'an went to the supermarket in the street market. This is a very narrow area, and it is necessary to cross a long stinky ditch.

Next to it is the garbage collection station, and the dirty exhaust duct.Robots are trading with humans, packing vegetables and meat into bags as required.

Nan'an saw that the price of tomatoes had risen to 40, and a small piece of chicken cost more than 60.

Prices seem to be going up all the time.

After choosing for a while, Nanan finally bought a row of eggs, small carrots, tomato paste, and cheap, unpackaged chili sauce—because only chili peppers in the seasoning did not increase in price, Nanan was afraid that he would not even be able to afford this in the future , So I had to put it away first, and see if I can do something else later.

Nan'an went home with a bunch of things.

At this time Lin Ze happened to come back, his uniform was not changed, he was still very tall and straight, and he was sitting on the sofa working.

Nan An staggered into the door.

He squinted his eyes, gasping for breath while squinting his eyes, as if he was tired.

Seeing Lin Ze, he put down the bulging plastic bag, sat down on the ground, and looked at him with his mouth pouted.

Stared at by some kind of complaining and coquettish eyes, Lin Ze showed no expression. He typed on the keyboard, and then said: "There is ice cream in the refrigerator, and Ellie bought it."

Nan'an's eyes brightened instantly.

"What did you say?" He asked repeatedly, and Lin Ze looked up at him.So Nan'an quickly waved his hand, saying that he would go to eat when he found out.

Humph.

Still as fierce as ever.

Nan'an thought about it, and decided to add a small heart to this human's omelet rice later to express his protest.

The public kitchen is at the end of the corridor. When Nan An brought the ingredients into the kitchen, there was no one there. The clean pots and bowls were placed in baskets and covered with plastic covers.

It seems that Lin Ze has already cleaned them all, and according to the way of obsessive-compulsive disorder, they are all classified, plastic-packed, and the date of cleaning is affixed.

Nan An hummed a song and found ice cream from the refrigerator.

Just as he followed the tune and took out a strawberry-flavored cold drink, he heard Lin Ze's voice coming from behind: "The evacuation plan is tomorrow."

Nan'an paused.

He subconsciously looked at Lin Ze and asked in a low voice, "So fast?"

Lin Ze leaned against the door, and said lightly: "It needs to be done as soon as possible. A different electric wave guide has been detected here, and it is dangerous in itself."

Nan An nodded while holding the ice cream.

Without too much pause, after eating a few mouthfuls, he volunteered to tell Lin Ze to make omelet rice, took out the ingredients from the bag, cooked the rice, and heated the oil to make omelet rice.

Very stylish.

With a sizzling sound, pour the evenly stirred egg liquid into the oil pan.

At this moment, he heard Lin Ze's communicator ringing.

But got hung up on.

"Aren't you going to answer?" Nan'an asked.

Lin Ze shook his head: "It's not necessary work, you can find Ellie to connect."

"Oh……"

Nan An responded, and covered the rice with the semi-liquid egg skin, then cut two raw carrot slices and put them aside.

This is his omelet rice, so Nan An only drew a small heart as a Nan An-style stamp of approval.

Then, he gently raised his hand and cooked Lin Ze's in the oil pan.

How should I put it, although this human being is fierce, Nan'an decided to reward him very early on.

And through the past few weeks of getting along, Nan'an felt that this human being had made some progress, and his tone seemed to be a little bit more patient.

Maybe, you can still get the praise of this human being.

So Nan'an stared at him with small eyes, while making omelet rice, and using Nan'an's style of conversation skills, talking to him without saying a word.

"So, when is the evacuation plan?"

"seven in the morning."

"Is there anything I need to sort out?" Nan'an asked again.

"Put it in a box." Lin Ze said, "We will deploy manpower to assist."

Nan'an responded.

He glanced a few more times with his small eyes.

——It seems that this human didn't pay attention to his perfect omurice.

This made Nan'an feel a little unhappy.

So when he was setting the plate, he deliberately moved the plate towards Lin Ze, and by the way, in front of Lin Ze, he shook the tomato sauce in his hand, almost hitting Lin Ze in the face.

"Two servings of omurice?"

A certain scientist has finally discovered this fact.

Nan'an let out a "hmm" in a dragged tone.

Very proud.

Even his small face was slightly raised, like a little robot waiting for praise.

After waiting for a few seconds, just as he was about to accept Lin Ze's praise and his astonished eyes, Lin Ze said flatly: "I really didn't expect it."

Nan'an: "?"

Lin Ze clicked his tongue: "You can even cook."

Nan'an: "..."

He should have no illusions.

Even if this human being treated him a little better before, it still couldn't change any essence.

So Nan'an remained expressionless.

He glanced at Lin Ze, and saw a relaxed look in the other party's eyes, so he became even angrier.

At this time, the carrots were still placed by the sink, hanging precariously, about to fall at any time.

But Nan'an couldn't control so much, and looked at Lin Ze angrily.

The atmosphere has a little gunpowder smell.

——Only from the perspective of Nan'an.

But the human in front of him didn't seem to feel such an atmosphere. For a moment, Nan'an saw him pulling his lower lip, and then walked to the sink to help put the carrots into the bag.

Just when his back was turned, Nan An quickly reached out and replaced the ketchup in his hand with chili sauce.

Lin Ze turned his head: "What's wrong?"

Nan'an: "Nothing."

He looked at Lin Ze, with no expression on his little face.

While the other party was packing the bag, he hurriedly took the chili sauce and angrily drew a charm on Lin Ze's omelet rice.

Lin Ze glanced at Nan'an again: "?"

"fine."

Nan An kept smiling, and said thank you by the way. He was very polite and polite, showing a calmness and maturity that did not belong to a small robot.

Although the chili sauce in my hand didn't stop.

Humph.

Forget this human being!

The author says:

Dr. Lin, just do it.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!