I'm in another world, and I start out transformed into Lancelot.

"Whoa! Should we analyze the response now?" Huang Douqiu immediately got to work, pulling up the King Bridge data package that had been prepared in the background.

“No rush with the report.” Rose’s lips curled into a sly smile as her fingertips swiped rapidly across the food terminal, locking onto a highly-rated dorayaki shop hidden deep in the old street. “Eat the reward after the victory first. As for the data… let her be nervous and expectant for a while longer.”

Chapter 118 (4K) As expected of Doraemon's favorite food

Without hesitation, she pressed the teleport button. "Come on, I'll show you some really good stuff."

With a flash of light, the city's hustle and bustle was instantly replaced by the warm, sweet aroma of baking.

A small shop with a rustic wooden sign came into view, its window displaying a mountain of golden dorayaki.

"Wow—!!" Huang Douqiu's bean-like eyes lit up so brightly they could illuminate a light. "Red bean paste! Cream filling! I want them both!"

"What a little glutton," Rose chuckled and shook her head, then pushed the door open and went in. "Okay, I'll order another one with brown sugar mochi filling. Consider it an extra reward for helping you save on compensation."

They sat down at a wooden table in the corner of the shop, each with a ball.

The hot dorayaki has a crispy and soft crust, and the red bean paste is smooth and fragrant.

The screen was filled with satisfied emoticons as the soybean ball happily munched on it.

The small device installed deep in the city's concrete jungle is quietly releasing a gentle energy field, like an invisible cushion enveloping the foot of the overpass and the ground floor structure of several adjacent office buildings.

While it remains to be seen whether they can ultimately completely resist Greiza, at least they have done something to protect these physical assets.

The little wind chimes on the shop door rang again as a new customer arrived.

Rose picked up the lukewarm matcha from the table. The steam blurred her view of the street.

Outside the window, the afterglow of the setting sun cast a warm red hue on the city's steel and concrete, creating a striking contrast with the warm lighting inside the store.

There were less than ten minutes left before the device automatically shut down—or rather, before they had to return to reality and respond to Yuka's urgent data request.

The soybean ball let out a small, satisfied burp, its round body sinking into the cushion, and the emoticon on the screen turned into a satisfied, squinting symbol.

Its little paws unconsciously poked at the last bit of brown sugar mochi filling, immersed in the delicious aftertaste, as if it didn't care if the sky fell down.

Rose took a sip of matcha, the bittersweet flavor spreading across her tongue. She turned her gaze to the foot of the overpass outside the window, protected by an energy field.

In the corner of my field of vision, the to-do list window, displaying a countdown, flashes regularly. Just a little while longer... until this cup of tea cools down, until Huangdouqiu finishes savoring the last bite of mochi.

Outside the window, cars streamed by endlessly; inside the shop, only the aroma of baking and the sound of satisfied breathing filled the air.

The door made a slight "click" sound and slid open automatically after recognizing Rose's biometric information.

Having just finished yet another routine inspection and data verification of "that little device," Rose stepped into her home on Earth.

The indoor temperature control system quietly operated, brushing away the dust and metallic urban scent from outside. Huang Douqiu drifted in beside her, carrying a sweet, creamy fragrance.

"Finally back." Rose breathed a sigh of relief, kicked off her high heels, and stepped barefoot onto the warm, nano-material floor. She casually draped her white coat over the back of the curved chair.

As if trying to release the last bit of tension from the task, she walked straight to the built-in beverage counter and tapped the sensor area a few times with her fair fingers.

With a soft "ding," the thermos cup holder glowed, and a stream of clear water flowed precisely into the bone china teacup on the table—a cup of perfectly heated tea began to release its fragrant aroma. She picked up the teacup, but before she could even bring it to her lips—

"Ding-dong! Boom—!" A series of pixelated explosion sound effects suddenly rang out behind us! Immediately followed by a strong 8-bit background music that instantly filled the room.

Huang Douqiu had somehow managed to "launch" himself into the huge, cloud-shaped beanbag chair in the corner.

Its round body sank in more than halfway, and its beady eyes were now brighter than normal, projecting a solid blue light that unfolded into a light screen that almost covered the entire wall in front of it.

A brightly colored and exaggerated game login screen flashed on the screen, with countless cute spaceships and monster elements jumping and scrolling.

"Ready!!!" The screen of the soybean ball was instantly filled with this fighting spirit emoticon, and a pixelated little paw waved impatiently in the air.

"Boss! Hurry up! We're just missing you! Let's get this season going! Those newbies are probably still wandering around the spawn point!"

Its voice, tinged with radio-like noise from excitement, had completely lost the languid satisfaction it had shown at the dorayaki shop, now replaced only by the battle cry.

Rose, holding the cup of tea she hadn't even had a second sip of, silently turned her head to look at the noisy cluster of lights and shadows in the corner.

The screen of the bean-shaped ball was still flashing the emoticon "Ready!!!" frantically, and the blue light emitted from its bean-like eyes illuminated the entire room.

After a brief moment of thought, Rose's lips curled into a sly smile—she decided to tease the little guy who was engrossed in his gaming obsession.

"Boss! What are you standing there for? Hurry up and change your gear! Our first win of the new season depends on you!" Huang Douqiu's pixelated claws waved wildly in the air, his voice mixed with radio noise.

Rose deliberately walked slowly back to the chair, her fingers tracing patterns in the air as if she were carefully checking the task window.

"What's the rush? I need to check the logistics department's shift schedule first."

Without looking up, her eyes were fixed on the floating screen on her wrist. "Hmm... half an hour left. Huang Douqiu, what's this new season called again? Galaxy Rookie League? Sounds so simple."

"What rookie league! It's the Interstellar Overlord Tournament!" Huang Douqiu was so angry that the emoticons on the screen instantly switched to angry symbols, and his little body bounced up and down in the cloud sofa.

"Boss, are you doing this on purpose? You were just saying you'd reward me at the dorayaki shop! Hurry! The system's automatically matched everyone, all that's missing is your login!"

Rose chuckled softly, reaching out to gently tap the round head of the soybean ball, making it wobble like a shaking bean.

"Okay, okay." She pretended to start playing, but suddenly stopped. "By the way, if you win, you have to promise me one thing."

She glanced at the soybean ball out of the corner of her eye, then paused deliberately, saying, "For example... next time, buy a matcha-flavored dorayaki instead of a brown sugar mochi one?"

The screen immediately filled with emoticons saying "Boss is bullying Bean!", and Bean's eyes dimmed instantly, his voice sounding aggrieved: "Boss, you're a bad guy! Is dorayaki more important or the game... Okay, okay, matcha it is, let's go!"

The bean ball, amused and exasperated, almost rolled off the sofa. Rose then smiled and pressed the login button, letting the loud 8-bit music drown out the playful noises.

Last night's new season battle, called the "StarCraft Overlord Tournament," was far more brutal and protracted than Rose and Huangdouqiu had anticipated.

Immersed in the bizarre star map strategies and intense fleet battles, the collision of data streams and the cheers of victory replaced the passage of time.

The battles came one after another, from "newbies" to truly formidable "cunning veterans." In order to maintain their "game level," Huang Douqiu went completely berserk, and the angry symbols on the screen never stopped.

Rose's fingertips flew across the virtual control panel at a speed far exceeding the precision she usually used when debugging the mech.

As dawn broke and the city's outline was bathed in a gray-blue hue, Huang Douqiu finally seized control of the final stronghold with a clever surprise attack tactic.

When the dazzling "Victory!" message bursts onto the screen, the scrolling "We beat the boss!!!" message on the screen carries a sense of emptiness, as if the battery has run out.

"Hoo..." Rose also exhaled a long, extremely rare breath of exhaustion from the battle, her body sinking back into the cloud sofa, her fingertips still feeling slightly numb from the high-speed operation.

She glanced at the time—less than two hours remained before the Armory's standard start time. "Zero, activate Efficient Shallow Repair Protocol A3 version. Set wake-up time: thirty minutes after Armory start time."

With a "beep," the screen displayed "Instruction received! Boss, leave it to me!" Several pop-up options appeared, including "Optimal Commuting Route Planning," "Temporary Makeup Simulation," and "Emergency Vitality Coffee Reserve."

When Rose stepped into the armory's operations room, she appeared to be the same elegant and composed genius mechanic as always.

The white coat was impeccable, the long hair was neatly styled, and there was even a faint, subtle smile on the corner of his mouth.

She greeted Yuka and the others as usual, and walked lightly to her assigned workstation.

However, the cup of extra-strong black coffee that was "thoughtfully" served when I first sat down was only sipped a little before being gently placed back on the table.

When Yuka rushed over energetically with her tablet in hand, shouting, "Doctor! I want to know about yesterday's stress data..." she stopped in her tracks in astonishment.

Dr. Rose, who was usually full of energy, was resting her head on one hand, her icy blue eyes closed.

Long eyelashes cast shadows under her eyes, and her elbows, supporting her chin, rested on a table piled high with parts and drafts.

Even more noticeable was the soybean ball, perched on the edge of the table, hovering and waiting directly in front of the heat vent below Rose's elbow.

The originally bright bean-shaped eyes dimmed into two faint blue lights, and the sphere emitted a low-frequency, stable, bionic snoring sound.

The faint, rhythmic sound, like a peculiar lullaby, created an unusually harmonious... and strangely amusing synchronization with Rose's sleeping posture.

"Dr.... is he asleep?" Yuka blinked incredulously, instinctively lowering her voice as if afraid of disturbing a cosmic wonder.

Yoko, who had just entered, was also stunned. She looked at the professor hunched over his desk, then at the snoring Soybean Ball, her expression subtle.

Even the most oblivious Haruki scratched his head and asked in a low voice, "Didn't the captain say that the Doctor left very early yesterday?"

Just then, the armory captain, Shota Hebikura, calmly walked in.

He immediately noticed the rare "spectacle" in the operations room—the renowned, highly capable, and always-at-a-time doctor and her noisy AI sphere were both "in hibernation" at their workstations.

Hebikura paused slightly, the corners of his mouth twitching almost imperceptibly upwards, before a knowing, teasing expression appeared on his face.

He strolled over slowly, and facing Yuka, whose mouth was already agape in an "O" shape, and Haruki and Yoko, who looked completely bewildered, he raised a long, slender index finger to his lips and made an exaggerated "shh" gesture.

"Alright," he said with a hint of amusement, "let the Doctor and her logistics team rest. For now, you'll be in charge of correcting the remaining data analysis, Yuuka."

The operations room fell silent instantly, with only the faint sounds of instruments running and the unusually harmonious hissing sound coming from Rose's workstation.

A short break always seems to fly by.

Rose's eyelashes trembled slightly as she propped herself up, her icy blue eyes still misty with the light of newly awakened life.

Looking up, she met the cautious, furtive gaze of Yuka from the workstation next to her. Like a startled rabbit, the girl immediately buried her head in her tablet, pretending to study data, upon realizing the professor was awake.

Rose blinked, her lingering drowsiness dispelled by a knowing smile. She reached out and poked the soybean ball beside her, which had also finished its "standby" and was conducting a self-check using a faint blue light.

With a "beep," an emoticon reading "Awake...Zzzzzz?" slowly scrolled across the screen, then gradually switched to "Charging complete!"

The operations room was quiet. Yoko and Haruki seemed to be in the simulation training pod, while Captain Hebikura was probably off somewhere drinking his "coffee" again. Only the faint hum of the machinery provided background noise.

She stood up, skillfully smoothed out the wrinkles pressed into her white coat, and casually rubbed her temples.

"Let's go," her voice was slightly hoarse from just waking up, but her tone had regained its usual energy, "Let's go see our big guy who's rested well. He needs a pampering."

The soybean ball immediately perked up and floated up: "Roger that, boss! Target: Maintenance crew! Data scanning mode, ready!"

Rose walked briskly into the maintenance area, and when she saw King Joe standing in the center, a look of affection appeared in her eyes.

The massive metal body was half bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun and half submerged in gentle shadows, like an ancient sculpture meticulously crafted by time.

The energy core indicator light on the chest flickers steadily and slowly, like breathing, indicating a low-power standby state.

Mr. Ye Hu and his maintenance crew had probably all gone to eat or rest, leaving the maintenance team unusually empty and quiet.

She walked towards the work platform at Jin Guqiao's feet, and Huang Douqiu tacitly guided the platform to rise silently, directly to the control interface in the core area on its back.

The genius mechanic deftly opened the protective cover, revealing the intricate wiring and the AI ​​module emitting a faint blue light—that "expensive little treat."

Chapter 119 Talking Radishes are Always Popular No.1

"Deep self-test shows good operation, no signs of aging in the energy system, and stable temperature control of the core computing unit."

King Joe's gentle yet clear electronic voice rang out in the empty maintenance bay, lacking the commanding tone of a battle command and sounding more like a routine report: "Do you need to clean the hardware interfaces or optimize the logic chain path, Dr. Rose?"

Rose was carefully cleaning several small but crucial interfaces with a special ion dust removal brush. Hearing this, she didn't even look up, her voice carrying a hint of focused concentration: "Hmm, let's do a deep system cleanup first, following the standard procedure. Also, let's review the commands from last night that took more than 5 milliseconds to see if there's any redundancy that can be compressed."

“Command confirmed: Initiate deep logic chain self-sorting and optimization,” Jin Guqiao responded, and a very faint rustling sound of calculation, like a breeze blowing through a data forest, came from the loudspeaker.

Huang Douqiu acts as a sophisticated monitoring assistant, projecting changes in the core data stream onto Rose's monolithic analysis eyepiece in real time.

"The maintenance log shows that you arrived 47 hours and 13 minutes earlier than the last scheduled maintenance time," Jinguqiao's voice sounded again, a hint of doubt seemingly lurking in the calm electronic tone. "Has a potential risk been discovered?" It attempted to use logical deduction to analyze the reason for the doctor's early arrival.

Rose paused for a moment, her icy blue eyes peering through the goggles at the shimmering core module. A subtle smile curved her lips: "No, there's no risk. It's just—"

She gently closed the protective cover a little more before slowly saying, with a hint of lazy teasing, "I left work a little early today, and I felt a bit better, so I came to see you. What, you don't like me coming early to help you with your check-up?"

A brief pause. King G. Joe's processor seemed to be struggling to decipher this non-logically driven behavior—such as actions stemming purely from human emotional factors like "coming to check it out."

"Logical analysis: Pre-maintenance ensures the system remains in optimal condition long-term, which is beneficial to the body and aligns with established optimization principles. Therefore, your arrival is a positive event." It concluded, its voice sounding slightly more relaxed than before. "There is no dislike for this emotional module's assessment. But thank you for your extra attention, Dr. Rose."

"Pfft," Huang Douqiu couldn't help but let out a soft, radio-wave laugh from the side, while the screen scrolled "(*) Big Guy has learned to be polite~".

Rose's smile deepened. She picked up her tools and began checking the stability of the core energy conduit connections: "So how was the training in the cockpit today? Facing Haruki's 'Oh!' enthusiasm that could shake the operating manual, and Yoko's precise but demanding requirements, was the workload heavy?"

"Driver data update complete. Haruki Natsukawa's instantaneous operation peak decreased by 11.3% compared to the initial training, and the synchronization rate improved by 2.8 percentage points. Yoko Nakajima's command issuance rhythm was stable, and the efficiency assessment was A."

Jinguqiao reported, his voice then seeming to soften slightly, as if mimicking a calm tone, "Oh! The sound frequency is indeed high, but it has been identified as a non-interference output, belonging to the driver's identification characteristics. I can handle it." It paused, then added meaningfully, "Their enthusiasm is very energetic."

The soybean ball quietly flew close to Rose's ear and whispered on a channel only she could hear: "Boss, boss, did you hear that! Its assessment of Ohs is 'energetic'! It's learned to say 'noisy' indirectly now! (*)"

Rose ignored Huang Douqiu's teasing and continued her work, her fingertips moving steadily and rhythmically. The sunlight danced between her pale fingers and the cold metal.

“Our vitality is indeed our strength.” Her voice was soft, with a unique gentleness. “Guide this vitality well, and protect those who possess it. That’s your purpose here, understand?”

A brief silence.

The light from the core module seemed to pulsate almost imperceptibly. Jinguqiao's gentle, clear voice, with its metallic yet incredibly sincere quality, rang out firmly, echoing in the sunset-lit maintenance crew:

"I understand the meaning of the module: guiding and protecting. The instruction has the highest priority. Dr. Rose, I understand."

The maintenance work proceeded quietly amidst the warm tranquility of dusk and the peculiar yet harmonious exchange between the person and the AI.

Rose meticulously completed the final interface check, and the protective cover closed perfectly under her fingertips with a soft click, like a gentle response.

"Deep logic chain analysis is complete, redundancy compression rate is 6.82%, and system performance is slightly improved."