Absolute protagonist

"Dudu..."

Several emotionless mechanical sounds sounded, and a strange-looking robot stood up staggeringly from the ground.

He looks to be only about half a meter tall, and his overall shape is like an oval egg. He just has slender hands and feet, two button-like mechanical eyes that flash, and there are holes where his mouth should be. A black "x".

Chu Si, who was squatting on the bed, looked up and down at the products he had made these days and felt very satisfied.

It can not only help get takeout, but also be used as a transportation tool, and it also has a little bit of negligible combat effectiveness. For him currently, it is more than enough.

Rolling his eyes, Chu Ming Fei Si patted his little hand gently: "Yes, from now on you can call me 999."

Then he directly gave the order: "999, take a step forward."

A yellow light flashed in 999's mechanical eyes: "Beep, the command has been received."

It shook its slender hands from side to side, took a step forward, and then stumbled with its left foot and its right foot. Fortunately, the smart mode automatically started. The next moment, its egg-like body suddenly levitated a few inches off the ground, with two feet He quickly adjusted himself in the air and landed firmly on the ground.

There was a look of thought in Chu Si's eyes. He stretched out a small hand to support his chin out of habit, but he accidentally touched Mo's double chin which was full of flesh from eating these days. He blinked in confusion and said "Huh": "After all, it is a temporary piece of low-level materials, so that's good."

【999? 】On the other side, System 666 heard the name of this obvious counterfeit and shoddy product, and then looked at this obviously fake and shoddy product, especially since this egg actually had more hands and feet than it, and immediately the whole system was in trouble.

These days, it has witnessed with its own eyes that its host personally made this counterfeit product using some discarded mechanical parts from the nearby garbage area and a minimum-level whiteboard core intelligence ordered online. In other words, this big idiot is the first creation of its host in this world. Thinking of this, the way it looks at this counterfeit product is wrong - well, if it has eyes.

Chu Si ignored the crazy system 666. He continued to issue various normal and bizarre instructions to 999 and continued to debug it.

"Rotate 180 degrees on the spot."

"Three jumps in the air."

…

After a while, the silver bracelet on Chu Si's wrist suddenly lit up, and a message came from the smart terminal. Chu Si's eyes, which were still bored and debugging 999, suddenly lit up: "My lunch is here!"

Without Chu Si giving an order, 999's two mechanical eyes, which had already been implanted with the core program, lit up at the same time, and ran towards the door of the cabin accurately, running very fast with metal shoes on its two slender legs.

Through the special window on the door, it steadily picked up a thermos box made of new T395 insulation material, ran back and placed it firmly in front of Chu Si.

A transparent glass-like dining table has been raised at some point. Food, knives, forks, rice spoons, bowls and chopsticks, even a mini sink that automatically cleans claws, and environmentally friendly paper towels for wiping mouths were all placed 999 within minutes. Around Chusi, you can reach it with your hand.

System 666 stared at this scene dumbfounded, suddenly feeling deeply uneasy about his own worthlessness. At the same time, looking at his own host sitting quietly at the dining table, with a fair and rosy face, still carrying baby fat, dark and bright eyes, rubbing his chubby hands, and looking forward to the meal, System 666 inexplicably couldn't bear it. He kept complaining.

With this gesture of reaching out for food and opening his mouth, could his host really be into the drama and think of himself as a five-year-old baby?

Chu Si opened the thermos box. Suddenly, a strong fragrance filled the air.

What appeared in front of me was a plate of egg fried rice, but it was no ordinary egg fried rice. Each grain of rice has a golden color, and each grain of rice is wrapped in golden egg liquid, but the grains are transparent, like crystal. The other side of the rice is covered in flame-like red sauce, and the unparalleled delicious aroma emanates.

Chu Si couldn't help but stretched out his little hand.

"...Suck!"

…

"...Suck!"

Two synchronous sounds of slobbering sounded outside the metal door. Two figures were sneakily hiding outside the door, waving their noses through the gap in the small window that had not been closed, sniffing the extremely delicious aroma.

...I suck, I suck, I suck!

"No, I can't stand it anymore! It smells so good! Brother, when do we take action? That brat will eat up all the food in a little while!" The thin man on the left swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and looked at the closed door. The door, he urged in a low voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, a slap like a cattail leaf slapped on his forehead.

"Ouch, boss, why did you hit me?" The thin man yelled, covering his head, and was met with another slap.

"You idiot! Greedy! Are you tempted by just a little bit of food?" He sniffed a few times, and the burly young man known as the boss swallowed hard, then slapped his little brother on the forehead, " Don’t forget our plan, we only steal wealth, not food, pay attention to the timing, timing!”

He lectured with a look of disappointment, slapping him every time he said something: "After watching him for these days, I have figured out the pattern. Now that kid is alone at home, he will open the door to the garbage area to look for materials after he finishes his meal... Hehe, then we will take the opportunity to go in, this way, this way, then that way."

As he spoke, he was lost in thought, as if he was imagining a bright future, and the action of slapping his brother's forehead became more and more rhythmic.

"Pa! Pa! Pa Pa Pa..."

"Damn it, every day when I pass by here at noon, I can smell all kinds of delicious aromas, some of which are the stuff of star-rated hotels, which makes me lose my appetite and lose ten pounds in a few days. This kind of fat sheep must be slaughtered!"

The thin man covered his head with a wronged look on his face, but dared not say a word. But his eyes lit up, and he drooled as he said:

"Yes, yes! Three days ago, it was deep-fried red flame chicken, which was fresh but not greasy and mixed with a slightly spicy aroma. It must be the best and tenderest chicken; two days ago, it was braised starfish. The delicate, long-lasting and slightly moist aroma must be the starfish from the top breeding base..."

The burly young man next to him was also swallowing his saliva because of what he said, and even the hand that tapped his forehead unconsciously slowed down.

"And, and, today's egg fried rice I smelled right away, it must be first-class crystal rice from a first-class agricultural planet, and the eggs of the special black-feathered eagle, the top sauce... slurp! I can't stand it! It's torture to smell it for one more second here. It's too miserable to only be able to smell but not eat..."

At this point, the thin man was already heartbroken, his eyes staring at the metal door as if he was looking through autumn water, and he wanted to break in immediately.

The burly young man had completely stopped, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stared at the metal door not far away: "Are you kidding? How could you have tasted so many good things? In fact, it is just an ordinary fried rice with egg. That's right, smelling good doesn't mean it's delicious. This is just an ordinary fried rice with egg that doesn't taste good." He repeated it several times as if he was hypnotizing himself, as if this could suppress the gluttony. The thin man retorted: "Boss, you are wrong. Although I haven't eaten it in reality, I have tasted a lot of virtual products on the Internet. My nose is very sensitive and I can smell it at a glance." At this point, he fell into the sadness of being able to smell but not eat. Thinking of the two people squatting in the cold wind outside, the little ghost inside was tasting the delicious food, and I don't know how happy and comfortable he was. He couldn't help but hang his head, grief-stricken, and had no desire to live. The little ghost who was silently cursed in his heart by the two bandits outside, that is, our Chu Wu Sui, was indeed very happy and comfortable at this time. He scooped up a spoonful of rice and swallowed it in one gulp. His eyes narrowed into crescents of happiness, and his porcelain-white face also showed an expression of enjoyment. By the way, he could also use his mental power to watch the big show outside the door from a distance, and appreciate the changing expressions of the two silly thieves. Chu Si was in a happier mood.

"Yeah, there are delicious food to eat and good shows to watch. This is life! How much did I miss in the past!" Chu Si sighed while continuing to eat, "Don't make trouble in this world anymore. I want to cultivate my body and mind, do things in a Buddhist way, and be a low-key person... Well, according to the mysterious man, this can also be regarded as cultivating the mind, so as not to erupt with hostility..."

As he said, he took a sip of the fresh and fragrant hot soup next to him, washed his hands, and then fell on his back on the big bed behind him, like a flattened salted fish.

"Yeah, that's right. Cultivate your body and mind..."

Just as he said this, Chu Si's eyes changed slightly, and his powerful mental power captured a malicious breath not far outside the metal house.

On his fair and rosy face, the lazy expression remained unchanged, but the wisp of spiritual power that spread out was like a plucked string, as if he had just done something trivial and insignificant.

Not far away on the roadside, with a "thump" sound of falling to the ground, a breath of life disappeared silently.

System 666, who was watching the show, was also confused and looked at Chu Wusui who was lying on the bed rubbing his belly:... What about self-cultivation? I believed your lies!

The author has something to say: My little cuties, the next chapter will be at 11:30.

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