Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 24 Rubble
Nian Shutong withdrew his palm and looked at the two-meter-tall, golden robot in front of him.

She felt... like a skull.

"Your name is Rubble?"

"Hello, Rubble's real name is Vazili Azimosevich Shali Badra."

Nian Shutong heard the name that was even more confusing than the exercises, so he decided to ignore it and said, "Let's call it rubble."

"Rubble, what can you do?"

"Hello, Rubble is proficient in physics, mathematics, chemistry, astronomy, and mechanics."

"Stop!" Nian Shutong didn't understand any of these subjects, so she simply stopped and asked, "Can you farm?"

Skeleton rubble, deep sunken eye sockets, the eyes inside turned for a while, and replied with a sonorous tone: "No."

"No?" Nian Shutong looked at the rubble with unclear eyes.

Ruoli tilted his head, not quite understanding Nian Shutong's gaze.

But the nature of the machine race made him ask: "Do you look at the rubble because it is so beautiful? But the rubble cannot have feelings with humans, especially ugly humans, please restrain yourself."

restraint?

Nian Shutong felt that she really needed to restrain the urge to beat someone.

Also, who wants to have sex with you?She felt that she herself was not at all ugly compared with the rubble.

Well, she is a bit ugly, but when she cultivates to a certain level, she will be completely reborn!

Nian Shutong looked at the rubble even more unkindly, and before she could speak, the rubble spoke again.

"There is light in your eyes. After analyzing the debris, it may be glaucoma or other eye diseases. Please treat it in time to prevent blindness."

Nian Shutong completely ignored what Ruili said, let's see what he can do first, if it's useless hehehe!
"Rubble, what's the matter with the machine race you mentioned?"

"Hello, our machine race belongs to a higher race and has our own technological civilization, but we have difficulty in multiplying and the number of people in our race is seriously insufficient."

difficulty?

Nian Shutong felt that it might be because your mouth is too poisonous, and it is not impossible to be wiped out.

"Okay, now you, you want to listen to me, is there any problem?"

Rubble, the head of the skeleton turned slightly melodiously and said: "If what you ask me to do is wrong, should Rubble do it?"

"It's not that you should, but you must do it. I saved you? What do you think?" Nian Shutong is like a bad woman who seduces children, and she is good at seduction.

Rubble's head moved up and down, looked at Nian Shutong and said, "Okay, the machine clan knows how to repay you, and knows how to be grateful. Although your appearance is not good, Ruishi can bear it."

Hehe...thank you in advance!

You can bear it, Nian Shutong is afraid that he can't bear it!

"Follow me, open up wasteland first." Nian Shutong demonstrated in front, and Rubble followed behind her.

She bends, rubble bends.

She picked up the stone, and the rubble imitated the same movement, 100% restored, but her hands were empty.

Nian Shutong puts down stones, and rubble puts down virtual stones.

Nian Shutong turned his head, Rubble turned his head.

"What are you doing?" Nian Shutong had just finished asking, when she heard the same words from Ruili, and her tone was perfectly restored.

"what are you doing?"

The same.

Nian Shutong patted himself on the head.

"Dang—" Rubble, in the same posture, patted himself on the forehead.

"Stop! Don't imitate me!" Nian Shutong yelled to stop, seeing that the rubble still wanted to learn, she stepped forward and grabbed the rubble's arm.

"It's over, don't study."

Ruble finally understood, stood up straight, and waited for Nian Shutong's arrangement.

"The rubble is not to imitate my movements, but to do real work. Move real stones."

Nian Shutong picked up a stone and was about to put it on the rubble's arm.

"Open your hands!"

Rubble was very obedient, stretched out his arm, and Nian Shutong put the stone on his arm.

"Duang—" The stone fell, and the arms of the rubble bent.

"The mechanical race is not suitable for manual labor. We are just porters of knowledge." After the rubble finished speaking, a crooked hand raised up to cover something.

"The beam of light is a bit dazzling, and the long-term sun exposure is not conducive to the beauty and clarity of the brain of the rubble. The rubble needs to rest."

Nian Shutong looked at the sick seedling No. [-] that he spent money and painstakingly repaired, waved his hand in disgust, pointed to a shady place and said, "Stay aside!"

"Okay, Rubble is best at staying."

(End of this chapter)