I'm a chef in Infinity Thriller

There is no time limit for her to enter the dungeon this time, she can develop her career first, anyway, she has a catering company.

She could almost imagine how happy her parents would be once she told them she wanted to run a restaurant.

After a good meal, she returned to the studio on the second floor.

Turning on the desk lamp and putting on gloves, she carefully disassembled the discarded doll. The slender conductive wires in it were already aging, and the energy in the chest was exhausted, so they had to be replaced.

The chip was hidden behind the energy box, and she carefully removed it.

Every smart doll will gradually form its own unique personality in the acquired learning. Today's world follows three principles for smart products.

【1. Never harm human beings;
2. Obey the master;
3. Comply with the Smart Act. 】

There are many clauses in the Smart Act, but the central idea is still formulated around serving and obeying human beings.

Qiuli looked at the old chip in her hand, which was the soul of the discarded doll on the table.

Qiuli put it away.

Take out the sanding tool and start to fix its shape.

The camera in the eyes was replaced with a pair of new ones with telephoto, a speaker was added to it, and some cartoon elements of the main star were added to the appearance to make it more round and cute.

After reconnecting the upload wire, the energy source of the center was replaced with a newly developed style, and a charging port was reserved. Only then did the old stains on the chip be cleaned, and it was carefully inserted into the card slot.

Connect to the setting host, set the sound of the speaker to children's sound, then unplug the cable and turn on the switch.

Its eyes seemed to be injected with a ray of light. For a moment, it supported its hands and sat up from the workbench anthropomorphically. It looked at Qiuli, and a child's mechanical voice came from the speaker:
【Woooooooo...】

The crying sound made Qiuli's hairs stand on end, "What's going on? Is there no language program installed on the chip?"

Qiuli looked at the doll suspiciously, and reached out to open its chest cavity.

The doll stopped crying, its dark eyes stared at Qiuli, and the mechanical sound sounded again.

[Autumn...autumn...pear? 】

Qiu Li was taken aback, it has a language system, "You know me? I don't seem to have introduced me to you."

【You... are the same as me, are you alive? 】The doll stood up with a "huh", and it stretched out its round fingers forward to try to touch Qiuli.

Qiuli's heart moved slightly, she took a step forward, lifted it from the workbench, and put it on the ground.

"What did your former master call you?" Qiuli asked.

[Defective product, I am defective product, everyone calls me that. 】

"What was the name of your previous master? Is the video you gave me last time still there?"

The doll shook its head mechanically, with a slight rubbing sound.

Qiuli glanced at the joint of its neck, reached out and took out the tool, and re-polished the corners of it.

The mechanical sound of the doll sounded: [The video is one-time, it is already a miracle that it can be photographed, there are 7 dolls in total, only I photographed them, and they are all with the owner...]

Its voice trembled very anthropomorphically, 【Dead, all dead... I was rushed into the dark room...】

It stepped forward with short legs, hugging Qiuli's left leg, 【Master, you are my master. 】

Qiuli shook her head and said, "I'm not, I don't remember you, maybe she looks a bit like me."

She reached out and touched its round head and said.

The doll let go of its hands and took a few steps back suspiciously.

Qiu Li said: "Your master, she... probably died."

The doll leaned against the wall, with an obviously expressionless round face, which actually made Qiuli feel a trace of despair and sadness.

She coughed and continued: "Why don't you follow me from now on, the name of defective product is not good, I'll call you 'first generation', you are the first doll I made here."

【You are my master, I am the first generation, I am not a defective product...】

The voice of the first generation has the unique cadence of the machine, and the happy look comes with a sense of joy.

Probably in its heart it thought that what Qiuli had said to it before was just joking with it.

Qiuli was moved by its happy appearance, the corners of her mouth rose, and she asked, "I haven't tested you yet, what are your specialties?"

[The specialty of the first generation is companionship. I can record the sudden inspiration of the master, and I can take videos and pictures for the master as material. The first generation also has basic medical knowledge... The first generation has a strong learning ability! 】

Qiuli listened to it muttering for a long time. These functions were a bit too complicated for the current dolls. The dolls that are popular today are all professional-oriented dolls.

For example, the semi-finished product on the workbench, the guest asked it to know music, and when the owner sang or played a musical instrument, he could help with harmony, accompaniment, and audio recording.

Qiuli's studio can only receive such small orders, and the cost of this order is not enough for the takeaway she ordered today.

She sighed, and took the half-finished product in her hand as if resigned to her fate.

The other party has high requirements for sound quality. She made the chip, designed the function board, and the raw materials needed. The order was actually a loss.

The original body is probably crazy, and it is absolutely impossible to change to Qiuli. As a poor and used person, let her pay for her labor and wisdom, unless the sun rises in the west.

Qiuli made a list of the prices of raw materials, turned on the optical computer, and the online store was displayed on the homepage. She opened the online store, found the customer's ID, and sent the price to it.

[This is our list of raw materials. According to your request, the quotation needs to increase the budget by 200 silver coins. Otherwise, according to your previous quotation of 80 silver coins, the raw materials can only be reduced. Two options, which one do you agree with?Please contact me as soon as possible. 】

Click Send.

Qiuli leaned back in the chair and glanced at the portraits of her parents on the optical brain.

She was a little nervous. No matter the name or appearance of the original parents, they were different from her parents on the main star. She looked at their noble heads dressed as elites with mixed emotions, and their names were below the heads.

His mother's name is Mai Wanqiu, and his father's name is Qiu Zexuan.

Qiuli took a deep breath, and after a while, she clicked on her mother's profile picture, requesting holographic communication...

After two rings, she connected.

The holographic image of her mother appeared in the studio in an instant, and Mai Wanqiu was obviously still working. She was wearing a decent professional attire, sitting behind a large desk, and a wall beside her was covered with books.

She glanced at Qiuli's studio, frowned, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "What? Do you want to ask me to buy any more equipment?"

Qiuli squeezed out a smile and said, "Mom, I want to help out at the restaurant at No. 3 Xingfu Road. I have learned a lot of ancient recipes recently and I want to try them."

Mai Wanqiu's expression was startled, she frowned, and asked with a smile: "Why did you suddenly learn ancient recipes?"

Qiuli said softly: "Mom, I have always been interested in catering. I used to be young and wanted to go against you, but today I almost died outside, so I figured it out. I don't want you to be sad in the future." , and I don’t want to make myself feel sorry.”

"What's wrong? What happened today?" Mai Wanqiu stood up abruptly.

Monthly pass, monthly pass...