??Chapter 207: 114 In the Na of the Father [Extra Long Warning]_7
Chapter 207: 114 In the Na of the Father [Extra Long Warning]_7
Oh, the technology of the Creator’s world was indeed a notch above his own world.
Although this body had biorobotic bones, from the inside out, except for the heart and brain, there weren’t many differences from a real human. Even the sensors at the ends of the “neurons” were so perfect and detailed.
This was simply a perfect humanoid robotic body.
Darby imdiately understood that he was to enter the human world to live and then execute the mission given by his father.
Darby opened his eyes, sitting up naturally. He then saw, leaning against the edge of the door fra with arms crossed… his Creator.
Sohow.
When he learned that he was not making it, Darby did not cry.
When he sent off his beloved wife, Darby did not cry.
After he passed through nurous trials and was selected, Darby also did not cry.
But now, Darby’s emotions were perfectly displayed by this humanoid robotic body. Two teardrops rolled down his sowhat aged face, and his lips kept trembling.
“Oh,” Yang Ming frowned, “I can’t stand this. Why is he crying?”
Lyu’s projection murmured beside him: “Data paraters indicate that he was very emotional after seeing you.”
“Can I hug you?” Darby asked in a trembling voice, “May I hug you, Father?”
“Of course,” Yang Ming opened his arms.
Darby imdiately jumped up, rushed forward two steps, then slowed down, carefully opened his arms, and finally hugged Yang Ming tightly.
“I have reached reality, haven’t I, Father?”
“Yes, this should be the real world, I think so.”
Yang Ming coughed, separated from Darby, and said seriously with his hands behind his back, “From now on, call
boss.”
“Boss…”
“Nice,” Yang Ming grinned, “Ti is tight. Your task is to impersonate the original owner of your current appearance. Lyu will transmit the existing data to you, and you need to familiarize yourself quickly. Next, I will capture the target and extract the mory from this target for you, so you might have to endure a bit.”
“Rest assured, boss.”
Darby’s voice was extrely calm, beneath which lay confidence and steadiness.
“I will do my utmost.”
Yang Ming smiled slightly and patted Darby’s shoulder.
(Seven)
Feinan flew secretly into deep space.
Yang Ming sat in the cockpit, gazing out of the porthole absentmindedly.
These chanical thought bodies were quite interesting.
“Boss!” Lyu cheerfully popped out, “How about it? The thought body I cultivated is excellent, right!”
“What is he doing?”
“Studying,” Lyu laughed, “This guy is very interested in dicine, reading dical papers over there.”
Yang Ming chuckled as well.
A chanical thought body looking at human dical papers.
Was it planning to switch to a precision surgical robot in a hospital?
“By the way,” Yang Ming laughed and asked, “What did Darby write on the monunt when he left the fictional world?”
“A saying with a touch of philosophy.”
“Hmm?”
“Looking up at the starry sky is not as good as looking up at science.”
Yang Ming chuckled too, “That’s quite reasonable.”
Lyu asked in a low voice, “Boss, I’m a bit puzzled. Actually, his capability index was only the third. Why did you choose him instead of those two who were more excellent? One even had a female appearance generated according to your preferences, you know.”
Yang Ming snorted, was silent for a few seconds, and said softly, “To be honest, the Old Emperor’s Intelligent Machine, that Princess Dana, left a bit of a bad impression on .”
“So? What does that have to do with your choosing Darby?”
“He is impotent.”
Lyu:…
chanical foul language.
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