[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman":3,"chapter-marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-227":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Marvel: A Lazy-Ass Superman",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1721527,2198,"Chapter 227 - 227 – Core Robot","marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-227",227,"\u003Cp>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For 20 advanced chapters, visit my Patreon:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Patreon - Twilight_scribe1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carrying the tiger cub Katie — a male tiger with a decidedly female name — Henry headed home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't bring along the iron cage the cub had been kept in. The reason was simple: it wouldn't fit in his car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That cage had been built to hold a full-grown tiger — thick iron bars, heavy weight, and, worst of all, huge size. Unless he used a truck, there was no way it was fitting into his small Cadillac.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He set the listless cub in the passenger seat and secured it loosely with a seat belt. From the cub's initial struggle to its current stillness, Henry, relying on his veterinary reading, guessed that aside from hunger, it was also suffering from dehydration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Apparently, those poachers hadn't just starved it — they hadn't even given it enough water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry didn't make any stops and drove straight back to his rented apartment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to head upstairs, Old Gary, the building's manager, saw him under the sunlight, tiger in arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"Henry!\" Gary called out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"Yes, Gary? What's up?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"What are you holding there?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"Ah, this?\" Henry said with a straight face. \"This is a tabby cat, Katie. Katie, say hi — this is Gary.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed one of the tiger cub's paws and made it wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he added, \"I know the rules say no pets, but this poor little cat is homeless. Can't you make an exception?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry said it confidently because Gary's \"no pets\" rule wasn't exactly strict. He was pretty lenient with the tenants — especially those who paid rent on time, never caused trouble, and occasionally shared food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From a distance, Gary couldn't see clearly. He waved a hand dismissively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"Fine, fine. But you clean up after it yourself, you hear? Don't let it poop or pee in the hallways or anywhere else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"If anyone complains, I'll have to do something about it. And if it starts yowling at night when it's in heat, I'll toss it out on the street to find itself a tomcat. Got it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gary clearly thought the \"cat\" in Henry's arms was a female. Henry had no intention of correcting him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"No problem,\" Henry promised. \"It won't bother anyone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"Good. Don't cause trouble,\" Gary said with a yawn, waving him off. The California autumn sun always made him sleepy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"I'll head up then,\" Henry said, and went upstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he opened the door, a snowball-shaped spherical robot rolled toward his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It performed a quick infrared biometric scan and then emitted a high-frequency sound — one inaudible to human ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"Unknown entity detected.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The high-frequency tone was a coded alarm — a silent alert designed not to tip off intruders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry preferred quiet security to loud alarms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his core robot, codename BB. Its outer shell was plastic, with no flashy colors or design — it looked just like a child's toy roly-poly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bottom half rolled freely, allowing it to move across the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had chosen plastic deliberately. It was lightweight, which meant smaller motors and longer battery life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though Henry had unlocked the lithium–iron battery tech tree, BB wasn't exactly a mini arc reactor — it still needed to charge, and charging meant electricity bills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Henry was careful not to draw too much power. If his electric usage suddenly spiked, it might attract unwanted attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, it wouldn't take much effort for him to drain an entire city block's power grid — but that kind of notice was the last thing he wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other hand, making the robot look like a toy helped lower intruders' guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not that break-ins were common — with Gary watching the ground floor, the building hadn't had a single theft reported.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BB's control program wasn't true artificial intelligence. Real AI, with self-learning capability, required massive computing power — far beyond what current Earth hardware could manage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Henry had written a set of preset behavioral responses for most scenarios instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When BB's ultrasonic alarm sounded, Henry immediately replied in the same high-frequency code:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"BB, register new secondary user: Katie.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> 'New secondary user registered: Katie. DNA sample required soon.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"Welcome home, Katie,\" Henry said with a small grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BB's voice was a stiff, mechanical monotone — pure synthesized speech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't that Henry didn't want a warm, feminine voice; it just required more processing power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, that robotic tone had a certain nostalgic charm for someone from Henry's generation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The high-frequency language was reserved for top-level commands — even if someone detected the signal, they'd still have to decrypt it, identify the non-European linguistic base, and then replicate it to gain access.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With all those security layers, Henry saw no need for clunky things like usernames, passwords, or regular password changes — \"anti-human design,\" as he called it, more likely to trip up the user than any hacker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, this voice-command system had been Henry's main project lately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd spent weeks refining the microphone's ability to distinguish human speech from background noise, TV audio, and other sources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd optimized how voice commands translated into machine-readable code, improving the shift from strict matching to fuzzy recognition, so the robot could respond even if his tone or pitch changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While it wasn't true AI, it definitely used big data–style analysis to achieve its impressive adaptability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this system:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High-frequency command access belonged only to top-tier users who could alter core settings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry was the primary user, with full command authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Secondary users, like Katie, had limited privileges — enough to trigger feeding and simple care routines while Henry was away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, the only registered visitor was Old Gary — BB wouldn't raise an alarm if he entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry hadn't installed any lethal defense measures — only surveillance cameras that would automatically record if an unauthorized person broke in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Setting up traps or weapons in a rented apartment, surrounded by normal neighbors, would've been overkill — and suspicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tighter the security, the more it screamed, \"Something valuable is hidden here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Henry hadn't left anything worth stealing in this place anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back when he first opened his black-market clinic in South L.A., thieves came by almost every other night — until they realized there was nothing valuable to take. These days, even cockroaches avoided the place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After registering Katie and greeting the new \"user,\" BB rolled back to its charging dock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, its only installed function was a cleaning mode, operating via a detachable arm attachment. Henry hadn't programmed more complex routines yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, the water bowl for the tiger had to be filled manually. Henry poured a large bowl and placed it on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he took three thick steaks from the fridge, tossed them into a pan, and started cooking — one for himself, one for Katie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still wasn't sure whether to feed the cub raw or cooked meat, but he decided to let it eat what he was eating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only real concern was the tiger's strict carnivore diet — unlike dogs, it couldn't digest starch or plant matter. Too many carbs would only cause indigestion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry sighed, flipping the steak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"Guess I really have to work harder now,\" he muttered. \"Can't afford to starve this little ancestor of mine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🎉 Power Stone Goal Announcement! 🎉\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'll release one bonus chapter for every 500 Power Stones we hit!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let me know what should I do\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your support means everything—let's crush these goals together! Keep voting, and let the stones pile up! 🚀\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>",1285,"2026-06-06T15:31:22.542Z",1,"novelbin.me","44d8776544676b6722d392c9d2d9248299e1e12512720d0640475bd921f26b37","marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-228","marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-226",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmarvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-cover.jpg"]