Chapter 643 The new neighbor of Peturabo-
"Three, two, one, lift the left leg. Very good. Three, two, one, lift the right leg, very good. Three, two, one, take a step forward."
"Wow. Look, Pepe. What a miracle!"
Pertulabo, who was lying at the computer desk, opened his mouth lazily and yawned, like a real border collie, indifferent to the miracle scenes that were being broadcast on the computer screen: With the patient encouragement, guidance, and the help of exoskeleton-assisted machinery of scientific researchers and professional medical staff, a high-level spinal paraplegia patient was taking the first step forward with his legs with the instructions issued by his brain.
"The technology is developing too fast now." Ramizane ate the original potato chips in her mouth, and then rinsed them beautifully with a bite of sugar-free cola. "Hey - Ha! It's great. These are really what science fiction novels were written in the past."
The commentary on the computer screen continues. "...It is reported that the laboratory will join forces with the AI laboratory to further improve the "three-in-one" skull implantable cerebrospinal interface micro-equipment, complete third-party product type inspection, and prepare for product registration clinical trials..."
"Hey, Pepe, I'll use the skull implant to the cerebrospinal interface. Why didn't there be any news before? This year's new technology news is like a blowout! I don't know much about anything, what is the real explosive gun that my country has discovered..."
——This is to ask our brothers, Ferrus Manus, who was locked in a drone laboratory and regarded as a special purpose AI chip test machine.
This guy is really working hard to get out and see everyone... Have you worked a little too hard?
For example—
"Hmm? Has the latest AIagent been named? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
The dog heard the owner burst into a strange smile, and just shook his ears at it.
"Manus? Isn't this Manus! Hahahaha... But Manus also means "hand" in Latin. It's indeed quite appropriate to be a naming artificial intelligence assistant."
——That's weird. This is Manus. The solution he thought of was to try to add an interface that could link to the general-purpose artificial intelligence assistant so that he would not have to move himself and contact each of us nearby at the same time.
But I bet that once this "artificial intelligence" is actually the one he himself inserted into the back door, Ferrus will immediately link his electronic eyes and data to Furgrim's cage surveillance camera.
The black and white border collie hid her mouth and head behind the cushion and pillow, rolling her eyes secretly.
If I were in charge of the lab, I could provide more inspiration! This guy Ferrus is not as good as mine in writing code and algorithms! I could even rewrite the driver code for an old Titan system that looked like a pile of personality fragments and memory loops!
But Ferrus was an experimental mechanical body from the beginning. He could secretly link the best supercomputers and other confidential devices in the world. There was nothing he could do about it... So I was neither jealous nor my fault. Humph. What did the ancients in the kingdom of Ramizane say? "This is not my fault for destroying me!"
Speaking of which, Ferrus can even be considered a problem - this is simply spreading the knowledge in his mind! When he said, "Don't worry, I will only give some hints and inspiration." We shouldn't believe him!
As Ramizane once again praised the recovery cases of autonomous spinal cord injury patients shown in the videos, Pertulabo BC frowned behind him.
…Isn’t this the basic knowledge required for the link between bionic mechanical prosthesis and fearlessness? However, the people here did not choose to keep it confidential and use it for military purposes first, but instead used it quickly for civil and medical purposes...
The Border Collie blew a heat out of her nostrils, sounding like a deep sigh.
But isn’t it just for this last time that I’m going to choose here? The price paid by Ramizane who chose here is too high...
Suddenly, he stood up alertly, tightened his muscles, and pointed his sniff at the door.
"Wow, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool
"Hey, what's wrong, baby Pepe? Is there someone at the door? Let me see... Don't scream, thank you for your help, I've heard it. Don't be so loud, it will disturb your neighbors."
As the slippers rang out, Peturabo rushed to the door with a hint of hostility, rolled up his tail, and stared at the unknown visitors outside the door with his head raised.
"Hmm...?"
The door was alertly opened only a narrow gap, showing the residents' unfamiliarity with the visitors.
"Hello. I'm disturbing." The visitor has an inexplicable and reliable temperament. His short black hair is neatly trimmed, mixed with a little gray temple, which makes him look intellectual but full of power. He had a wide skull, a square face, and a pair of beautiful icy blue eyes that were very extra points. He only spoke some of the standard Seris's flat language and had an undeletable Southern European accent.
"Hello, is there anything wrong?"
"Ah, that's right, hello, a little presumptuous. I wonder if you still remember me? We've met before."
"Wait... your blue eyes are indeed... Hey, I met you on the roadside before. Pepe likes you very much!"
As he said that, Ramizane reached out and grabbed the thick back of the head mane of Pertulabo BC, whose eyes were full of suspicion, vigilance and a hint of panic, and signaled him not to scare the other party, "Why are you...? Hey? You said Cyris well! No wonder I understood what I said last time!"
"Ah, thank you for your praise... It's like this. Our construction company recently undertakes a new supporting facilities renewal project for your community..."
"Uh? What? Why can we still use the construction of pipelines in our residential areas to invite foreign companies to build a project...?"
"Hahaha, haha, you also know that it is not easy to invest in a bid that can receive project payments now... After all, your payment ability is still OK now, and it is very easy for our professional ability. You can also accumulate some reputation locally, which is conducive to our future development - isn't this mutual benefit and win-win situation between both parties?"
"Oh-I thought that stingy property management committee and the even less unkind neighborhood committee suddenly changed their sexual intercourse hahaha, it turns out that you are doing charity in semi-advertising! I'm saying!"
“…Yes, yes, charity, yes, that’s it.”
Ramizane was obviously relaxed a little, the crack in the door became slightly bigger, and the border collie stood beside the human leg, her angry gaze staring straight at his chief trident, which was guiltyly moving open eyes.
"Then are you here today...? This is a renovation project in the entire residential area. It should have nothing directly to do with me, right?"
"Because it is a long-term project, in order to facilitate on-site office and supervision, we rented a house downstairs to live... So we will be neighbors in the future, so we will come to say hello to you."
The humans of Peturabo showed a sudden enlightenment expression, and quickly stood up straight, quietly pulled their shirt, and then continued to open the door.
"Ah, that's it... no wonder! New neighbor! Welcome to check in! Oh, look at this... by the way, what do you call you?"
"You're welcome. According to Cyris' habit, you can just call me Frix." "Frix?" The man named Ramizane widened his eyes in a little surprised, "Is it spelled 'Forrix'?"
The Border Collie had already exposed her canine teeth to the person outside the door.
"Ah, no, of course not, it is the abbreviation of 'Fredericks'. My brothers love to call me 'Fricks'."
"So that's it, I was scared haha... Oh, by the way, since I'm a neighbor downstairs, I'll ask you to take care of it." As he said, the human smiled and pinched the dog face of Peturabo BC, which was already so gloomy that it was about to drip out of water, and swayed towards the visitor. "Peturabo is a big guy, sometimes when playing with toys, may be a little moved-"
"Petulabo...play...toys...?" Fricks unconsciously and stiffly repeated this vocabulary combination that seemed extremely strange to the name of the father of genes.
If the Border Collie had the bright gaze of the man killed, Frix might have been so broken that he could not even enter fearlessness.
But not only can he not kill people at this moment, he also has to be pinched and put on a dog's stupid smile at the stiff-smiling offspring. It is conceivable that he has only left his eyes to convey to Frix, who is facing his eyes.
Therefore, he excitedly tried his best to win the project, obtained a business visa, rented a house, rushed over to take care of the father of genes nearby, sadly found that he seemed to have flattered his horse's legs or even the horse... on the mouth.
"Yes! Oh, by the way! He may call or pounce on you on the road, just ignore him, the more he pays attention to him, the more he becomes more excited... and..."
Frix finally realized what it was like to feel uncomfortable. After being forced to listen to four minutes and four hundred years of dog-raising experiences such as how the dog turned into a noble gene primordial turned out to be rickety at home and all kinds of "just don't pay attention to him" and "can't spoil him" and "You can't spoil him" and "You can't spoil him" by the company commander's personal mobile communicator sounded like a savior from the sky.
He took the opportunity to pick up the communication and defined the matter as "what? I need to rush over immediately? OK," Frix immediately said goodbye to Ramizane, who was still unsatisfied, and fled with the eyes of a certain primordial body that seemed to be hot-melting rays behind him.
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"He's good. I don't know what the construction level is, what do you think? Pepe. Alas, everyone has left, what are you calling outside? It's so rude..."
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At the door of another room upstairs, the yellow-white Corgi quietly erected his ears and listened carefully to the movement outside.
Behind another door downstairs, a figure quietly left the cat's eye installed inside the door.
On the rainwater pipe outside the building, the figure of a plush red-bellied squirrel flashed by like a ghost.
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"How is it?"
Frix just stepped into the door of the newly rented house with his left foot, and several people who had been waiting for him for a long time could not wait to ask him.
"What happened when I contacted you just now? What was the accident?"
"Have you met my father?"
"Can you invite my father?"
"When will we go to see the Primrose?"
"Wait! Wait!" The chief trident shouted softly, finally stopping these group of "brothers".
Um. right.
Although Frix was in a related industry before he met the gene protozoa on a business trip, he did not run a construction company himself, and he had no recent intention to come to Cyris to develop, but...
When he returned to his original country due to visa issues, he was preparing to clean up, go to the monument and finally remember it and then find a way to find a job to get a long-term visa, he met several along the way, obviously also to remember the name of Mount Olympus... very familiar, not a brother who is better than a brother...
Then with the help of these combat brothers, a construction company registered as the Iron Warrior in its original kingdom and registered as the "Iron Army" in Cyris was quickly established.
After miraculously high-speed, high-quality, and very reasonable at local traditional speeds, accumulated a good reputation for several small and medium-sized projects, the construction company quickly announced that it would open an office in Cyris, which is now rapidly growing, full of opportunities and challenges, and search for new projects.
In this way, under the help of the local government, they obtained a Cyris business visa and obtained a registered rental license for most people in the name of the company.
They had already pretended to be a random jogger, driver and other passers-by repeatedly confirmed the identity of Peturabo BC in the distance, accompanied by his current attendant.
The 30,000-year-old alchemy psychic link from the mysterious unspeakable and explained code deep in the code made each of them recognize his identity when they saw the black and white plush tyrant, and remembered more memory clips.
Of course, each of them had experienced a stiff "first first" and immediately learned to look away respectfully when certain aura actions appeared - the moment when they inevitably saw the father of genes lift his legs to the telephone pole brushed with black and yellow alert stripes or any street tree "marked territory" during the dog walking.
Fricks has been very skilled in dealing with this sudden stasis and aphasia collapse. He will immediately drag people from his vision behind a wall, in a car, or anywhere else to hide before the father of the gene is called "Sergeant" but the actual owner notices it.
"Don't worry!" He announced to the roomful of Iron Warriors, "Go step by step! We can get permission and time to take care of our father sooner or later!"
"How long will it take?" muttered someone with light blond and almost white hair and expensive dress. "This kind of shabby small apartment is completely incompatible with the identity of the Primarch, why don't we just take the money..."
"Stop it! How dare you insult the Primrose like this!"
"Wait! Don't fight again after a disagreement! The hospital here will call the police when you see the wound..."
———I really didn’t expect that the Iron Warriors were not far from the group of cubs in Wolf Tooth Castle.
Rieman Russ, another new neighbor who Peturabo didn't know, left the door and sat on his soft and thick mattress to think about his current situation and the situation here.
(This chapter ends)