Chapter 777 Robot Lab Assistant 10
Yep, he even said that he was not allowed to fall in love, but within three months he was having sex with the body owner.
Xining smiled: "Doctor, I really don't know who gave it to me, and I don't want to fall in love at the moment. Of course, if this person is enough to make me give up a job with such a generous salary, I will also consider it. First of all, I really want to know, where is this man?”
If I am correct, this flower should be a laboratory arrangement. The kid next door, let's call him "504", drives a second-hand car. Even if he wants to give away, he won't give away a bunch, just one. Even if you want to send a bouquet, you should write your signature and clearly tell her that it was your brother's money that bought the flowers. Only rich people play mystery.
Richard's eyes were behind the glass, and his gaze fluctuated slightly, and then he suddenly smiled: "Yes, the man who can make you give up your job must want to be excellent. If it really comes, it should be something to be happy about."< br>
He gave her the tablet and raised an eyebrow. That means: work!
Okay, I didn't find any useful information. Richard's answer was seamless and perfect.
Looking sideways, Adam was already sitting in his seat, still looking at her with a face that showed little emotion, waiting.
I sat down and asked directly: "What's your name?" God, don't you find it annoying to ask these questions every day? Okay, okay, science always repeats and repeats.
"What color do you like?"
Today she specially wore a navy blue professional suit to see how the robot would answer.
Adam: "Black and red."
She calmly continued to the next question: "What do you think of the weather today?" You must know that if you are color blind or there is no relevant program in the system library, you may not be able to distinguish between black and navy blue, and you will have to change one tomorrow.
It’s time for the last question again, and the last five or six questions are always different from the last one: “Do you care about the other person’s emotions?”
After asking, she sat there and waited. Every time the last question was answered, Adam would not answer it well and would ask a lot of questions, requiring her to answer them all.
Adam sat there, looking at her. Slowly spit out: "Yes!"
Xining was stunned. Adam just sat there motionless, looking at her deeply, without a trace of emotion on his face.
Is this considered finished? I can't believe it.
Xining couldn't help but tilt his head slightly, curled his lips, and then wrote down the answer.
Just below the question, type directly with your finger, the question is: "Do you care about the other person's emotions?"
Finally finished, she was about to stand up, Adam looked at her: "Are you bored chatting with me? You seem to be relieved every time."
She could only sit down again: "It's not that you are bored, but these questions themselves are boring. If someone else, even Dr. Richard, were to sit in your position and answer these questions, they would see me like this. .”
"So what are the questions that you don't find boring?" Adam asked.
This...why does it feel like such a simple question is so profound and difficult to answer?
Xining thought for a while: "It's best if there is no problem, but you still get the salary!" He stood up with a smile and went to give the tablet to Richard.
After Richard took it, he turned it over as usual: "Very good, keep working hard."
But she didn't try hard at all. These questions were at the kindergarten level. Maybe a psychiatrist would ask these questions, but they would never be asked over and over again. Repeating them three times at most would be enough. After all, I have only worked for three days since last Thursday. Maybe the problem will change significantly tomorrow?
Then nothing happened. She walked to the side, continued to pick up the book she had read half-way through, and started flipping through it. Richard connected the tablet to the computer, entered the answers to today's questions into the database, and started operating on the computer. The performance of this computer is really good. If it were an old and worn-out computer with poor configuration at home, it would not be able to achieve such smooth results.
Adam returned to Richard. After giving her a distant look, Richard told Adam: "You continue." Then he threw the computer to Adam and walked towards her.
"Stop reading all the time. Are you interested in taking a look at my robot?" Richard asked.
Just like the previous plot, Richard called the owner over to look at various robot parts. Those unfamiliar high-tech things made the owner curious and had an uncontrollable liking for Richard.
The male weaver bird constructs an elaborate nest to attract mates.
In the puffer fish, the male sleeplessly spits and sweeps the sand with his fins at the bottom of the sea, creating a beautiful pattern to attract the opposite sex.
After all, not every man can make a robot that is almost as human as Adam. When Richard showed these things, it was like the weaver bird showing its unique, exquisite and spacious nest; the pufferfish painted huge and exquisite patterns on the seabed, enough to make the opposite sex admire them when they looked at it.
And Richard is not a slovenly Frankenstein, he is good-looking enough.
Refuse? No, that would be weird.
Xining stood up and accepted it happily while also being modest at the same time: "I'm not a science and engineering major. If you don't understand, don't laugh at me."
Richard responded: "As long as you don't find it boring." On the one hand, he knew that she was complimenting him, but on the other hand, he showed that he knew that he would stop immediately when he realized that she was not interested.
A scientist who builds robots has such a high emotional intelligence, why wouldn’t people be attracted to him?
Walking to the table next to him, Richard opened the drawer below and took out an arm. If it weren't for the fact that there was no muscle tissue at the broken end of the arm, but something like silicone, with a few optical cables trailing there, you wouldn't be able to tell it was fake from its appearance.
"Be careful, it's a bit heavy." Richard handed it to her: "It is completely designed according to human weight."
"Can I touch it?" Xining pretended to be flattered, took the arm from Richard's hand, and looked at it carefully: "It's amazing!"
After looking more, I discovered something. She looked at her hand, then at Richard's hand.
Richard knew exactly what she was thinking: "Yes, including Adam's hands, they are all based on my hand model."
He unbuttoned his shirt sleeves, revealing a section of his arms that were white due to lack of sun exposure: "Are my hands okay?"
It had long been discovered that Adam's hand was exactly the same as his, and the same was true for this arm, down to the number of hairs on the arm.
At that time, the body owner looked at Richard's arm that still seemed to have some strength, and his mind wandered to how it would feel to be held and protected by such arms.
What Xining thought was that Richard and Adam had similar figures. Except for their different faces, he didn’t know if other parts were modeled after Richard, including...
Seeing Xi Ning looking him up and down, Richard couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, except for the head, the body is all designed according to my body. After all, it is my work. Except for a certain part, ahem …”
Richard coughed twice: "I improved it a little bit, you know..." I'm not embarrassed anymore, it looks cuter this way.
(End of chapter)