Evolution of a Girl

The war will probably continue in the next few years, and there will be a demand for defense work afterwards.

Just approach slowly.

"A fighting competition..."

This kind of competition was secretly condoned by the authorities, and combined with regular competitions and GAI, it gradually became popular.

It even formed a bottom-up trend.

However, pure robot combat is definitely not acceptable, as it is not "elegant" enough.

As a superior person, you must have a high level of style when playing.

Doing whatever they want is not in line with their status.

Therefore, for this kind of event, there must be a gameplay that suits them, at least a simple competition is not enough.

"By opening up channels with others in this way, JuQing will surely develop further."

Unfortunately, although he found Kamishiro Gikui's retreat, he didn't get his hands on his research materials. Otherwise, if he had mastered the production method of Otona puppets, he wouldn't have to be so scheming as he is now.

Although it’s a pity, we can only be patient now.

Things won't always go smoothly, but there is definitely a way...

……

"Finally done."

Luo Zhen let out a long breath.

It is also beneficial for him to get in touch with Tanomo Hiroshi, because the other party is powerful and can solve many problems with materials and chips and help him continue to make dolls.

With the support of Tanomo Hiroshi, his manufacturing standards have been greatly improved.

Just like in front of you.

Luo Zhen made a doll.

It is not a life-sized doll, but a child-like doll.

It imitates the appearance and structure of Tianyin, but is scaled down a little bit.

Although the appearance is not very good-looking, the performance is still there.

——After changing the materials and production ideas and starting the path of imitation, even if the size is reduced, the output of this prosthesis is still the same as that of the previous one.

But Luo Zhen would never show this design to others.

Because it's just a poor imitation.

"Master Yikui truly lives up to his name. Simply by imitating that shadow, the prosthetic I created is still so powerful."

He was a little sad.

"I don't know what happened to Tianyin."

The exhibition lasted five days, from Wednesday to Sunday. Although Tianyin said that he could switch to energy-saving mode to last longer, he was still a little worried.

But even so, he could only watch from the side.

There is actually a nightclub at night, but Luo Zhen can't get in.

Although Tianyin was "contributed" by him, he was not the producer himself, and was harmful rather than helpful in that upper-class circle.

"Forget it, I didn't do it this way in the competition before."

Luo Zhen rubbed the corners of his eyes.

Although Tianyin looks like a soft and weak girl, her hacking skills are really amazing.

"Maybe if she were to visit nearby, people would think she was on the display stand..."

Compared to Tianyin's affairs, Luo Zhen cares more about his sister.

Coincidentally, the hospital sent Luo Zhen an email at this time.

"Medical plan?"

According to the hospital, my sister was unable to stand up.

Because that's the way technology is now.

And the brain of Luo Zhen's sister Chunxiang is also unable to accept the state after the prosthetic transformation.

But there are exceptions.

"Exoskeleton technology..."

This is a therapy.

But the hospital felt that Chunxiang might not be able to bear it, because another problem of Chunxiang was that she could not perform any strenuous actions, even if she had to endure it passively, otherwise she would easily suffer from hypoxia, and her face would turn red and her heart would beat fast as before.

The possible result at that time is that after Chunxiang takes two steps, her face will turn red, her eyes will be blurred, and she may even faint at any time.

Therefore, it is a risky treatment. The possibility of wasting money is high.

"But... maybe we can give it a try..."

……

Third update!

And more! And more!

Chapter 153 Cocoon

Feasting and feasting.

The exhibition at night is different from that during the day.

The exhibition during the day is like a fine art exhibition hall, elegant and quiet.

The exhibition hall becomes a social venue at night.

This place is known for this kind of thing, and exhibitions are actually quite rare. In that sense, this scene is somewhat familiar.

"It's really worthy of being Master Yikui's puppet, really good, hahahaha!"

"Really? I actually prefer the more modern styles. The new generation of prosthetics can look completely indistinguishable from humans, without even a visible seam, and they even support replaceable electronic brains."

"Oh, the puppet's electronic brain... I heard the receptors are 16 squared."

"Hahaha, you're too naive. There's actually another interesting way to play, which is to connect the doll's sensors to your own brain."

The people who came were all from the upper class, but the topics were more subtle.

But the puppet didn't care.

The puppet just quietly looked at the world of fame and fortune in front of it.

"Tadokoro, I'll leave this matter to you."

"No problem, Secretary Yaodao."

At this time, Tsunemoto Tsune, Tsunehiro Hiroshi's father, was talking with another man named Yakujima in front of the doll.

Both of them had smiles on their faces.

The others were quite far away from the two of them, and they pretended to be elegant as they discussed matters of power and money in this corner where no one else was.

In front of the doll.

"Is this Master Yikui's puppet?"

The man called Secretary-General Yakujima looked at the doll.

"Isn't it great?" Tansho Tsutomu smiled. "It's just too retro."

“Retro is good sometimes.”

"What you said is..."

"Hahahaha!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

They both laughed.

Then he began to admire the dolls again.

There was a chaotic mix of voices all around, discussing hobbies, rights, and money.

The voice was a little far away from the doll girl.

Empty your mind.

No need to think.

It's like a machine.

In this way, there is no pain.

In this way, you won’t cry.

Because dead things will not miss the living, dead things will only watch everything quietly, waiting for the final return of life.

"The style is indeed a bit retro, but it feels no different from other Otoko puppets."

The dance ended after midnight.

The staff cleared the wine off the table and then started cleaning.

"It's just the exterior," another person said. "Maybe some amazing technology was used inside. After all, it's the master's final work."

"But then again, why is Master Yikui so obsessed with making a sound puppet? I last saw a collector who specialized in collecting sound puppets, and I was shocked when I walked in."

"Although it's beautiful, there are so many faces that it's really scary to see them too much."

“But it still looks good when there’s only one.”

The two looked at the doll in the middle of the counter.

An exquisite face, a gorgeous kimono, and golden hair.

"Tell me, does Master Yikui's daughter have blonde hair?"

"Hmm? Oh yeah, the Otona doll was modeled after his daughter, I guess."

"But I heard that Master Yikui seemed to have had a wife and daughter before..."

While we were talking, another employee came over and said, "I only had one bite of such good beef."

"Well, it's because you haven't seen anything more extreme."

"Yes, yes, yes. I've seen even more exaggerated things. A gentle girl actually raped a guy in the backyard of a cocktail party in her underwear."

The other two subconsciously tightened their anus.

"It's not necessarily a woman. She might just be using a female body. Or maybe she's a man who likes the same sex..."

"Hey, hey, hey, it's getting more and more scary when you say that!"

"Forget it, forget it. It's so late, let's finish it quickly and go back to sleep. I'm afraid I'm going to have a nightmare..."

"Speaking of dreams, have you seen the recent movie? It's about a robot dreaming."

After cleaning up, the employees turned off the lights and left while chatting.

The surroundings were suddenly plunged into darkness, with only the emergency escape light switch still on.

Everything was immersed.

It was a feeling of total silence.

Sitting in the window is a doll that doesn't move.

There is no one around.

Even if I move, no one will notice.