Chapter 192: Crying sounds, strange housekeeping robot

Pa! Papa!

Who is he?

An adorable pink-and-tender little girl hid behind a woman, curiously looking at Yun Sheng's 118, her big eyes moving left and right, showing exceedingly cute.

Humans are really amazing...

118 thought to itself, clearly when it was in my hands before, this little guy was still a wrinkled appearance.

I never expected that after four years, she could grow up to be... this cute?

118 felt that its database's evaluation of cuteness was relatively objective, but whether this human's cuteness is a bit over the top?

My name is B118, I am a simulated domestic service robot, you can call me 118.

Yao Yao ba? That's god-demon stuff, huh?

The girl spoke unclearly, looked silly and clueless, but this appearance was deeply liked by Yun Sheng.

Only saw Yun Sheng lovingly hug his daughter, showing off a proud smile to 118, and raised his thumb.

As if saying, look how cute my daughter is.

Regarding Yun Sheng's showing off, for some reason, 118 looked at its own hand and also involuntarily raised its thumb.

This little interlude didn't attract others' attention; 118 successfully entered this big family, becoming a member.

Although 118 has done many jobs—forging, moving, sparring, taking hits—but he really hasn't done being a housekeeping robot.

So, all this is a new experience for him; he doesn't know what a housekeeping robot should actually do, which often leads him to mess up things.

However, regarding this, Yun Sheng had already thought of it: 118 is his comrade-in-arms, not a real housekeeping robot; he's here to spend his retirement with him for a while—how could he really make him do housework?

Thus, a new member arrived here: a female housekeeping robot that doesn't look very human.

Unlike 118, that is you—although you lack facial expressions like smiles, appearing expressionless, at least he is handsome and pleasant to look at.

But this female housekeeping robot is different: although it doesn't naturally smile, it occasionally forces out a creepy smile, the uncanny valley effect is maxed out.

Naturally, the little family member Yunxiao became unusually afraid of her, but the other party is just an ordinary housekeeping robot and wouldn't thus behave improperly.

Although the other party's performance is fairly normal, to you who has lived so long, you always feel that something different is hidden in its eyes; this feeling becomes more obvious whenever Xiaoyunxiao dislikes it, also making you more wary.

As time passed, with another female housekeeping robot present, your daily routine became caring for Xiaoyunxiao, playing with Xiaoyunxiao, and protecting Xiaoyunxiao, etc., and the days passed fairly leisurely.

Away from the various insect disasters, often looking at this pleasing Xiaoyunxiao, you feel your logic core runs more smoothly.

How long can this leisurely life last? Your logic core often thinks about this problem, but you don't know the answer.

One day, after you lulled Xiaoyunxiao to sleep, turning to walk to your own room, you somehow heard some faint sounds, you were puzzled, and went toward the source of the sound....

Shush...

118 heard it clearly; indeed something was moving, and his usually impassive face rarely furrowed its brow.

Is Xiaoyunxiao sneaking food?

Or is Yun Sheng sneaking a midnight snack?

118's logic core was guessing, but his steps didn't stop, heading straight to the kitchen where the sound came from.

On the way to the kitchen, 118 passed Yun Sheng's bedroom, where talking and crying sounds came from, suddenly causing 118 to halt.

It's Yun Sheng's voice.

118 approached the bedroom door, and the talking and crying sounds became clearer.

Do you regret it, them treating you like this...

... Regret ah... I not only implicated you two, but also implicated Chi Hong.

And you, do you regret being with me?

No regrets!

The woman spoke firmly, but the crying couldn't be suppressed.

As 118 who knew Yun Sheng's plan, he knew that Yun Sheng had confessed something to his wife.

The conversation in the room continued.

If you leave... what will I and Yunxiao do...

Xiaoyunxiao has Chi Hong watching over, but....

I'm not sure either...

After the room's sounds paused a moment, the woman's voice came out again.

But this time, her tone was unprecedentedly firm.

Take me with you, I don't want you to leave me alone....

You.... sigh.

If you die, I won't live either.

Yun Sheng's voice sounded full of helplessness; if Yunxiao were entrusted to Chi Hong, then his wife would no longer have any worries.

She loves herself so much, even more than Yunxiao....

Yun Sheng had never hated his own inadequacy as much as today; despite all his calculations, he didn't anticipate the Human Federation having problems.

Chaotic times... are about to begin.

It could be ten years, or twenty years; nobody can say for sure.

118 left the bedroom doorway; for some reason, his logic core again felt resentment, even though part of his components had been burned out.

I am also incapable.

118 drew that conclusion and continued walking toward the kitchen.

That rustling sound was still there.

Pop.

The lights instantly lit up, and the female housekeeping robot abruptly turned to look at the 118 behind it.

At that moment, 118 saw her hide something at extreme speed.

118 furrowed his brows deeply; this female housekeeping robot had a serious problem.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm preparing tomorrow's breakfast in advance."

The female housekeeping robot flashed a smile so creepy that even 118 judged it as such, and proactively showed him what she had hidden in her hand.

Just a plain old piece of butter.

That rustling sound was just the bag of the butter wrapper.

Everything seemed normal, but 118's Logic Core sensed an unusual feeling.

"Are you really preparing breakfast?"

"It's only 1 a. m. right now."

The female housekeeping robot froze for a moment, seeming somewhat unnatural, but she ultimately chose to smile and admit to it.

"That's right, Mr. 118; tomorrow's breakfast is the toast Mr. Yun Sheng loves, and I'm preparing it in advance."

Seeing that incredibly creepy smile, 118 finally gave up questioning, but he remained on guard.

"Then keep your voice down."

118 turned and left, but in the place he couldn't see, a pair of creepy eyes fixed on him, and a glint of cold light silently appeared.

(Feeling like my brain cells are about to freeze.... Plus, I haven't gone out in ages, my immunity has dropped, and after the fever, colds keep coming one after another....)

(Looks like ginseng should be used to train the body....)