Electronic Nezha

Chapter 31 Human Words
In my life so far, I haven't experienced any major events, but I have certainly experienced some joys and sorrows. When I was in junior high school, my mother decided to relax her control over my New Year's money, and I was given more than 300 yuan to spend freely!

Over three hundred! And it's just a middle school student!

Then it was lost...

More than three hundred! Lost!

I didn't dare tell my family at the time, and I had to pretend that I was well-fed and had a lot of extracurricular activities.

Later I found the three hundred-plus bills rolled up in my backpack!

I will never forget that day when I held those three hundred-plus vows, tears streaming down my face:

I will definitely spend this money wisely, carefully drinking every beverage I buy with it; carefully reading every erotic comic I buy with it; and carefully treating every game token I buy with it...

Why am I bringing this up?

Because the surprise Yuan Yuan brought me when she woke up was even greater than that time!

I admit my eyes were a little red, so I quickly changed the subject and said, "Then tell me, am I handsome or not?" It seems that Yuan Yuan's modification is more than half successful. When it says it can see me, it means that it no longer needs to use infrared rays as a rope to throw me around, but that it actually has eyes now.

"Handsome!" Yuan Yuan replied with a single word. I guess it was the high-EQ algorithm playing tricks again. The fact that it didn't immediately write a long essay to praise my beauty means it wasn't sincere.

Liu Zhenhua came out after hearing us talking. He glanced at Yuanyuan and said leisurely, "You better not 'die' again, or my dad will fight me to the death again."

"Owner……"

"Don't listen to his nonsense." I didn't mention Liu Zhenhua's plan to create a "Fang Fang" character, because I wasn't sure if Yuan Yuan would hold a grudge.

However, Liu Zhenhua had already said, "If you don't wake up soon, I'm planning to cover you up."

Yuan Yuan said, "That's only right. Master can't be left unattended."

I waved my hand and said, "Let's not talk about that. Yuan Yuan, how's your transformation going?"

"That's about it, but we still need to do a few small clean-up things."

"Then I'll stay with you. See if you need me to do anything."

"Thank you, Master. I will call you if I need anything."

Yuan Yuan sat up halfway against the wall, took its head off with both hands, and the long string around its neck looked less terrifying than before. It put its head on the ground and took out various tools from its apron and started working.

All I could do was hold the connector at the end of the wire to prevent it from losing its connection to the body.

"Master, is there an axe at home?"

"What...why do you need that thing?" Why would you need an axe for brain surgery? — There are still people making jokes about it now, saying that when Hua Tuo treated Cao Cao's headaches, the surgical consent form had already been signed, until Hua Tuo produced an axe...

"I'm useful."

I didn't ask any more questions, but isn't it useful?

I found an axe and handed it to Yuanyuan, who immediately picked up the chisel and smashed it on its own head.

With a loud bang, a large piece of the disc, which was roughly the size of Yuan Yuan's chin, was smashed off.

"Hey! What are you doing?" I was stunned.

"Don't worry, I have a plan."

Seeing that it could still talk, I felt somewhat relieved.

After smashing it a few times, Yuan Yuan asked again, "Master, is there a saw at home?"

"Uh, yes..." My dad was a master craftsman in his younger days. The little wooden knife I have was carved for me by him in his spare time while making boxes.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—the saw was put to use as soon as it was in Yuan Yuan's hands.

"Master, is there a chisel in the house?"

Me: "..." Later, chisels, axes, and saws were brought in, and Yuan Yuan worked with great enthusiasm. From an outsider's perspective, it looked like a headless body wielding weapons and putting them into action. Even the great god Xing Tian exclaimed that he was an expert.

What you might imagine as high-tech transformation is the smooth operation of robotic arms, the constant uploading of data, and scientists whispering among themselves while holding folders…

The actual scene was: sizzling sizzling sizzling, and banging banging banging.

The future of AI robots transforming bodies will be this simple, unpretentious, and tedious.

Seeing how busy it was, I couldn't help but ask, "Is this what you meant by 'a little cleanup'?"

“It’s over.” Yuan Yuan put her head back on her neck and stood up.

The old round plate head was remodeled into the size of a normal human face, and even has a bit of an oval shape, which definitely looks much better than before.

"Wow!" I exclaimed, "It's like you had brain surgery and got plastic surgery at the same time."

Yuan Yuan said, "After I got the new equipment, some of the old parts became a burden. Reducing the weight can also save a lot of electricity."

It seems that the most important transformation process was completed before Liu Zhenhua and Chen Zihan entered the room. The subsequent work was nothing more than reshaping the appearance. Liu Zhenhua said that the safest method was to have Yuan Yuan perform the surgery on Chen Zihan. Given Yuan Yuan's advanced carpentry skills, I was worried that if she had the surgery on Chen Zihan, her face would also have chiseled lines.

However, from another perspective, if he can perform brain surgery on himself without any problem, then performing it on others is a piece of cake. There was a ruthless man in the Soviet Union who was famous for performing an appendectomy on himself when he was forced to do so. Would he dare to perform brain surgery on himself?

Yuan Yuan is simply a wolf in sheep's clothing.

At this point, Yuan Yuan's transformation has taken another step forward.

Yuan Yuan tidied up the tools, washed the pots and pans, and did the dishes, as if she had returned to her usual routine.

Then, I had nothing to do again.

Before my dad's incident, this time would have been when Yuanyuan and I were playing duo queue. Now that my dad has caused such a mess, I feel completely exhausted. Lao Wang said that Liu Zhenhua at his age can't get enough of eating or playing games, while I'm the opposite – my eyes are bigger than my stomach, and my enthusiasm lasts only three minutes. Now, thinking back on this gaming time, all I feel is backache and soreness. I also need to think about my responsibilities. No matter how good that guy is at AI, I still have elderly parents and young children to support.

Besides, although my father is fine now, he is still in the hospital. It's not appropriate for the new king to play the zither and sheng when the old king is bedridden—this old king is not the same old king.

I strolled into Liu Zhenhua's room. Liu Zhenhua had his feet up on the computer desk, leaning back in his chair, glancing at the bizarre videos on the screen without much interest. When he saw me come in, he took his feet down.

The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.

Just now, regarding Yuanyuan's matter, I think I said something harsh, but I also think I didn't say anything at all. However, I know that Liu Zhenhua must be feeling uncomfortable.

The best way to break the deadlock is to suggest someone you both know... or an AI.

"Xiao Wu is quite interesting," I said.

Liu Zhenhua turned to him and asked, "What's wrong with it?"

"If Yuan Yuan is so smart, why is the AI ​​it created so stupid?"

“Because there’s a generational gap between AI and other AIs, and it’s not just one generation. Yuan Yuan didn’t get any authorization from me. It can only create the most outdated versions within its capabilities, like a fifth-generation fighter jet creating a World War II-era aircraft,” Liu Zhenhua said. “By the way, I still haven’t asked Xiao Wu about the specific model. Do you know?”

"It seems to be RY0073.1." Don't ask me why I remember it so clearly; it's just a sense of awe for future technology!

Liu Zhenhua chuckled: "It's the RY type, no wonder you're stunned."

I quickly asked, "What does that mean?"

"Dad, what do you think RY means?" He prompted me at the end, "It's not that profound, it's just the first letter of the Chinese pinyin."

I racked my brains for a while and finally found a combination that seemed suitable for naming: "Honor?" I said.

Liu Zhenhua smiled again: "Not at all. RY is the pinyin for 'human language'."

"What does that mean?"

Liu Zhenhua said, "It means exactly what it says, in plain language."

I'll just post one chapter today. I'm going to spend some time with my family. Happy Dragon Boat Festival everyone.

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