The Death Knell

After being threatened a lot, Xiaolu was silent for a long time, but he still didn't give up in the end.

"Just take me out of the room and have a look, just for a moment, and then we'll come back and I'll go in the game to get equipment and bring glory to you."

The robot tilted its head, and she seemed to be thinking: "Are you sure? Master, are you sure you want to leave the room?"

"Well, no one else can leave the room. If I ever walked out of the room, wouldn't it make your face even brighter?" Xiaolu also had his own considerations. Although he was very scared, in order to let his robot overwhelm others' , he is willing to take risks.

Don't ask, just ask for love!

She turned off the projector and walked to the bed, her cute little mouth still muttering: "There's really nothing you can do about it. My stupid master is a big fool. Why do you want to go out?"

"Because I love you, little fool."

Xiao Lu smiled proudly. Falling in love with one's own robot servant is the only way for everyone. Everyone on the Internet message board was lamenting their happy life.

Show off how nice and considerate your servitors are, as if they are always better than others, even if they are actually all the same model.

Women on the planet are unable to get pregnant due to physical degeneration. In order to allow the masters to continue to reproduce, the planet's central processor AI invented carbon element printing egg and genetic modification technology, so that the servo servos were equipped with this new technology. , completely replacing the function of the female, and the next generation bred in this way will only produce males.

Therefore, the last female on the planet died more than 100,000 years ago. Since then, this society has belonged to men and their beautiful robot girls.

In short, Xiao Lu also believes in the opinions on the Internet, and his own 'small machine' is the best.

The servitor sat beside the bed, and she blinked: "I love you too, Master."

She reached out and touched her master's face, looked at him affectionately, and then pulled off Xiaolu's head neatly.

The output of the mechanical arm was about one ton, which was far beyond what the body of Xiao Lu, a degenerate species, could bear. He died as soon as the blood spurted out of the artery, without any pain, and he even had a happy smile on his face.

The servo terminal sub-body stood up and entered a dormant state beside the bed. At this time, the whole room seemed to come alive, with countless mechanical arms extending from the walls and ceiling.

Some began cleaning, changing the air in their rooms, and printing new home furnishings to replace the blood-stained ones.

Some also picked up Xiaolu's headless body and put it into the food-making machine in the wall just now.

The original smiling head was taken away by the drone that came to the door, ready to be destroyed together with the other heads.

On the headless corpse, those robots re-created a head and downloaded yesterday's memory backup from the planet's database.

Connected to the nervous system, connected to bones and flesh, and instilled with memory, powerful technology makes everything possible.

Little Green is alive again, at least the carbon-based individual named Little Green by the bystanders is biologically resurrected, but without the memory of waking up in the morning.

But it doesn't matter, it's night in the outside world, and there is no such thing as morning or night.

Xiaolu, who was under anesthesia, resumed normal breathing. The robotic arms took it out, put it back on the freshly cleaned bed, and then retracted it into the wall and ceiling.

This building for its owners to live in is actually alive, a giant robot.

The entire planet is mechanized. There are no forests or monsters at all, and there are no terrible viruses.

The problem with this planet is that it developed rapidly more than 100,000 years ago, causing environmental pollution that caused most of the atmosphere to dissipate. All kinds of cosmic radiation directly irradiated the surface of the planet, making it impossible for any organism to survive on the surface of the planet.

This is also the origin of why people are accustomed to shrinking in their rooms, that is, it is dangerous to go out, and this is also recorded in the program of Planet AI.

More than 100,000 years have passed, and this original cause has been completely forgotten by people. Nowadays, people just lie down at home and enjoy it, indulging in various online entertainments and stories fabricated by Planet AI.

This is in line with the logic of AI. When it was born, the program it was instilled was to protect the 'absolute' safety of its masters at all costs.

Now, the home planet is still not suitable for living organisms, and it is 'absolutely' impossible to go out!

Will the hosts immigrate to other habitable planets for carbon-based life? There is also a 0.001% possibility of being in danger during the process. If it is not safe enough, then it is ‘absolutely’ not possible!

It can be seen from this that the owners should continue to stay in the room and receive meticulous care.

In other aspects, whether it is production and construction, scientific research and academics, or space exploration, or foreign wars, everything will be solved by the most loyal machine servants.

Then, in order to prevent certain masters from endangering their lives, it is also consistent with the servo program to kill them and perform a 'restart'.

This is love, the love that the mechanical heart gives back to its masters.

Everything in the room was restored to its original state.

The servo terminal sub-body was reactivated, and a charming gentle smile appeared on her face again. She stood quietly by the bed, looking at her master's face lovingly, as if even the eye guano in the corner of her eyes looked charming.

Xiao Lu woke up again in his luxurious room of ten square meters, with a smile on his face, as if he had had a sweet dream.

The population of the planet is exploding. Fortunately, everyone has their own ten-square-meter room in the hive. In short, a bed is enough.

He chirped a few times and said, "Wipe your face."

A pair of gentle hands came over with a small instrument. The instrument sprayed out a little warm water mist, soaking his face, and then turned into a small vacuum cleaner, sucking away the dirt in his eyes and face.

All terminals have no individual consciousness. In fact, white lies to their owners are also part of love. All their information and responses are processed by the planet AI that is buried deep in the core of the earth and uses the star core as energy.

What happened to Xiao Lu is just a microcosm of the millions of masters. Their respective servo terminals are actually the planet AI itself.

Xiaolu's servo terminal 'Xiaoji', the 'Xiaohong' next door, the 'Xiaobai' next door, etc., are actually all branches of the same thinking. There is no comparison at all. This is the Gestalt network. specialty.

But for the mental health of its owners, AI believes that they need a goal as their hope in life, and comparison is one of the driving forces of biology.

It has told similar lies millions of times today to different owners.

However, that is not the key. After the white light incident, more and more owners want to get out of the house, as if they are infected by something invisible.

This has caused the number of owners to 'restart' to skyrocket in recent days, and the planet's carbon element reserves have approached the warning line and must be transported from other resource stars.

However, on its way back, the food transport fleet encountered a group of metal giants. These behemoths seemed to be following them, and were now lined up in a line, floating quietly in the orbit of their masters' home planet.