In Xie Fuguang’s view, this robot is sowhat dull and hasn’t reached the level he envisioned. The main issue is the lack of resources; since the apocalypse began, he hasn’t had much ti to upgrade them.
Ah Chen chuckled and still responded with a ’good’.
Dumb Number 1, now that’s quite an interesting na.
"Little Dummy, get a glass of water," she called out.
Dumb Number 1: "Boss, my na is Dumb Number 1."
But it still went to get the water.
"It’s a nickna that signifies closeness. From now on, I’ll call you Little Dummy," Ah Chen said.
Dumb Number 1: "Okay, Boss."
Xie Fuguang: ...
See, he thought this robot was dumb. It didn’t even object to being called Little Dummy.
After this, Xie Fuguang got busy, with both sides poring over each other’s materials and data.
Half a day later, Xie Fuguang ntioned so needed items. By midnight, soone delivered them, and the group began the experint.
Of course, Xie Fuguang took the lead.
Imrsed in the experint, it seed he had forgotten everything outside.
"Your people are amazing!" During a break, Xie Fuguang praised Ah Chen, "They are like naturals at experints."
They understood everything he said, just lacked a bit of imagination, but that wasn’t important, as long as they could cooperate with him.
Ah Chen’s lips curled up. Of course, these people were set up according to her designs by 997, perfectly capable of assisting him in every experint.
But geniuses can’t be created by setting.
Even if they were set, and brought into the real world, whether they’d be geniuses or not is uncertain, it depends on luck. Of course, it’s only when compared to a true genius like Xie Fuguang that they fall short; ordinary geniuses still can’t match her people.
The drugs Xie Fuguang previously developed, Ah Chen had also arranged for mutated creatures to be captured for testing. The effects were slightly better than those in the Virtual World, but still not enough.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Xie Fuguang’s lab had developed a new drug, which was again tested on mutated creatures, but there was still quite a gap.
He naturally wouldn’t get disheartened, imrsing himself fully in the experints.
"It’s ti to eat," Ah Chen called out. Xie Fuguang seed to stall like a machine, and within seconds, he reacted, putting down what he was doing and walked over to the dining table.
The al was, of course, made by Dumb Number 1. Although it was called Dumb Number 1, it possessed various skills.
Xie Fuguang suddenly noticed the al was overly abundant, fresh vegetables, ats, plump grains of rice, soup, and even fruit.
His mind went blank for a mont, such a bountiful al; it had been a long ti since he had eaten so well since the apocalypse.
"What, don’t like it?" Ah Chen asked.
Xie Fuguang said, "No, it’s very rich."
"Just noticed? You’ve been eating like this for several days." Ah Chen laughed at him. When he got into experints, he was truly day and night, neglecting everything else.
Xie Fuguang remained silent. Really? He actually hadn’t noticed.
Would she be angry?
"I didn’t an it," he explained.
A bit afraid she’d be mad.
"I didn’t bla you, hurry up and eat, then continue working."
Noticing she truly wasn’t upset, Xie Fuguang relaxed, began eating, and soon imrsed himself back in thought. Eating seed like a pre-set program, but before he finished, he realized sothing, put down his utensils, and was about to leave when he suddenly ca to his senses.
He saw the person sitting opposite him, finally noticing she seed like she hadn’t eaten.
"Why aren’t you eating? Not feeling well?"
"Dumb Number 1, check-up." He called out.
"No need, it’s nothing, just a small appetite," Ah Chen stopped him, "Did you think of sothing? Go ahead. If it’s not urgent, finish eating before you go."
Xie Fuguang picked up his bowl again, finished what was left, and prepared to head back to the laboratory.
After two steps, he turned back towards Ah Chen, carefully observing her. Her complexion was rosy, indeed not looking sick, and he felt slightly relieved.
"Reluctant? But you have work to do, make the drug first, and the matters of love can be dealt with later," Ah Chen joked.
Xie Fuguang’s face felt a little hot, wanting to say it wasn’t like that, but he didn’t dare. He quickly darted back into the lab this ti.
He took her words seriously.
Finishing the drug sooner would give him ti to discuss love with her later.
How does one even approach love?
He’d check so materials on it when the ti cos.
Just a brief thought and Xie Fuguang was once again consud by the task at hand, unable to think of anything else for now but to make the drug. Once the perfect drug was made, he’d eradicate all viruses, restore zombies to humanity, change those mutated creatures so they wouldn’t go mad, attacking people randomly. But their mutations were too profound; returning to the original state might be impossible.
But as long as zombies could be restored to humanity, these drugs would be aningful.
"No, I don’t want to turn into a zombie, let awaken a superpower," Yun Rou huddled in the dormitory. Even if the authorities were not eliminating zombies now but only temporarily controlling them, if they could never develop a drug to turn zombies back to humans, all controlled zombies would have to be exterminated.
She was scratched, it was by the willow branches earlier.
Because the scratched area wasn’t noticeable, those people didn’t discover it. They were in a rush to deal with those mutated creatures and didn’t have ti for her.
Actually, at the ti, she didn’t even know she had been scratched. It was only upon returning to the dorm that she found a scratch on her calf, from where oozed not fresh red blood, but red mixed with dark green.
This was a sign of infection.
Luckily, her two roommates weren’t in the dorm at that ti, and they probably wouldn’t co back now. Otherwise, seeing her condition, they might have directly tied her up.
"Let awaken a superpower!" Innerly, Yun Rou held onto so hope.
She thought of the first Virtual World, where as a superpower user, aside from initially being sowhat challenging, later she thrived gloriously, with hope glimring in her eyes. Yes, yes, let her awaken a superpower. Infection doesn’t necessarily an turning into a zombie; it might awaken a superpower.
If she beca a superpower user, it would be much like the first virtual post-apocalypse. She wouldn’t just protect herself but also shine brightly, with everyone admiring her, respecting her, especially those without superpowers who needed protection, flattering her ingratiatingly.
She’s about to awaken to be a superpower user!
She’s soon to be a superpower user.
Yun Rou thought madly, but the increasingly rigid body pulled her back to reality. She scread, yet her voice turned hoarse, a massive panic weighing on her heart. Hastily, she reached for her phone, and at this mont, she thought of Bei Chen.
Bei Chen, she must find Bei Chen.
Even if she turned into a zombie, as long as Bei Chen was willing to take her in, her chances of surviving would be higher.
In the virtual world, that Zombie Bei Chen would certainly protect Bei Chen and would also listen to Bei Chen, right? She just had this intuition.
The call finally went through, Yun Rou opened her mouth to speak, yet only hoarse sounds erged, her last human thoughts filled with despair and fear.
Also regret.
If she had known, she shouldn’t have revealed the info about Bei Chen to Wen Chulin for that little bit of red-envelope money.
Even if she had to accept it, she shouldn’t have let Bei Chen find out.
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