Inside the narrow workshop.
Looking at the simple environment around him, Xiao Ai, standing next to Lu Zhou and Ling, seemed to have a premonition of what was about to happen. He looked at Lu Zhou pitifully and blinked.
"Master, why does Xiao Ai want to come here too? QAQ”
Ignoring the helpless light refracted in his eyes, Lu Zhou replied casually.
"It's on the way."
Just enough to solve the two problems at once.
Staring at the robot next to Lu Zhou for a while, Han Ming touched his chin. He suddenly seemed to think of something and said, "This … Is it the one that was lost in the museum?"
Lu Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly.
Han Ming keenly captured the change in the expression on his face. He restrained the curiosity in his eyes and spoke with a light cough.
"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to inquire about the origin of this guy. I just want to ask … Do I need to change the machine code?"
"Machine code?"
Han Ming nodded and said.
"Yeah, it's equivalent to the identity code of a robot. The machine code of each piece of equipment is unique, registered with the relevant departments, and will follow the robot's life until the equipment is returned to the factory for destruction. However, there are exceptions to everything. For some robots destroyed through informal means, the machine code is usually not written off, but it will be kept in another form. "
Lu Zhou thought for a while and spoke.
"In other words, a black account?"
"Pretty much." Han Ming shrugged and said, "After all, I believe I don't need to say the origin of this guy. The trouble is not just the appearance. Its machine code is most likely wanted. If it appears in public places, it will most likely trigger the police directly … By the way, you came by taxi, right? "
"Yeah."
Seeing Lu Zhou nod, Han Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's good. If I took the bus or light rail, the police would have come to the door."
Xiao Ai: "How is that possible … (* ̄ ̄ ̄)"
Ignoring Xiao Ai's protest, Lu Zhou, who was thinking, showed a touch of surprise on his face.
Is this world so efficient in handling cases?
"Let's change it then … Oh, how much is it?"
"I happen to have the identity code of a robot that was scrapped in 2120. It is registered in the second-hand robot market in Dongcheng District. The source is absolutely safe and reliable." With a bright smile on his face, Han Ming quickly gave a price, "Universal, 5000 credits."
Hearing this number, Lu Zhou's eyebrows twitched.
"This thing is really not cheap."
"After all, it's recorded in the official system," Han Ming said matter-of-factly. "If you want to buy an unrecorded black account, 10 credits is enough, provided that you want this guy to live in the shadows."
"No need. I'll take the one with 5,000 credits."
For the average person, 5,000 credits were already a month's salary. A little more money was even enough to buy a low-end robot with rough workmanship.
However, for Lu Zhou, this amount of money wasn't worth it.
There was still a prepaid compensation from Pan-Asian Airlines in his account. Although he had no idea about the number of one million credits, it should not be so easy to spend it.
"Master, this guy is very suspicious. Xiao Ai doesn't want to go with him. _: (′ □ `」 ∠): _ "
"Your robot is really troublesome. How many plug-ins did you implant in the memory? Don't you think it's a hindrance? " Han Ming nodded to the little girl wearing a mask next to him. He said impatiently, "I'll leave it to you."
"Okay, Master."
The little girl nodded politely to Han Ming, then looked at Xiao Ai.
"Please come with me, it will be ready soon."
Although he was reluctant, under the coercion of Lu Zhou's eyes, Xiao Ai still followed the little girl pitifully.
Han Ming then turned his gaze to the robot covered with a plastic sheet standing next to Lu Zhou, and a touch of curiosity appeared in his eyes.
"This is the thing you said … that is inconvenient to see people?"
"Yes."
"Is it convenient to take off the raincoat?"
Lu Zhou nodded, then looked back at the "Private-1" intelligent soldier standing motionless behind him.
"Ling, take off the raincoat."
"Yes, Commander."
Looking at the plastic sheet that had fallen to the ground, the shiny black metal armor, and the murderous scarlet pupils, Han Ming stood there dumbfounded, as if he had been struck dumb.
Looking at Han Ming, who couldn't say a word, Lu Zhou coughed lightly.
"This model … Can it be done?"
His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and for some reason, his dead fish eyes that didn't have much color of blood suddenly bloomed with excitement.
"Awesome …"
Lu Zhou: "Huh?"
Han Ming's shoulders trembled with excitement. He looked at Lu Zhou with his eyes shining.
"This is insane!"
Lu Zhou: "…"
…
The modification work was faster than expected.
Lu Zhou originally thought it would take at least a whole day, but he didn't expect it to be done in less than half a day.
The working equipment was a horizontal 3D printer, shaped a bit like a 21st-century hospital CT machine.
Layers of grid-like light covered the surface of the pitch-black metal. As the realistic skin material continued to fill in the grids, the spray guns on both sides were like two brushes, brushing the high-end skin material layer by layer.
"The skeleton of this robot is larger than any type I have ever seen … Where the hell did you get this thing?"
Looking at Ling lying in the 3D printer, Lu Zhou replied casually.
"I bought it."
"… Well, forget it if you don't want to tell me." Guessing that Lu Zhou wouldn't tell him, Han Ming sighed and continued to ask, "I really can't do anything about those two red lantern-like eyes. I can only modify it into the outline of human eyes as much as possible. Do you think it's okay?"
Lu Zhou: "As long as it doesn't scare others."
"Don't worry about this." Han Ming said with a smile, "This era is much more tolerant than you think. I have seen more non-mainstream robots … But this involves the privacy of the customer, so it's not convenient for me to disclose it. I hope you understand."
After some tossing and turning, the "Private-1" intelligent soldier, which looked like a Terminator, was finally transformed into a human appearance.
However, compared to the human skeleton, the skeleton of this intelligent soldier, which was designed based on the Calanians, was still a little big.
"If you need to replace the parts in the future, remember to contact me. Anyway, this thing of yours … probably won't go to a regular store for maintenance, right?" As if looking at a work of art, Han Ming admired his masterpiece, then looked at Lu Zhou. "I can give you a discount, I'm actually quite interested in this thing."
"Let's talk about the future in the future."
Looking at Xiao Ai, who was leaning toward him with a pitiful face, Lu Zhou nodded slightly to the little girl who was responsible for modifying her, then looked at Han Ming.
"I'll take my leave first."
Han Ming spoke with a smile.
"Take care."
…
Including the money for the purchase of the machine code, the modification of the two robots cost Lu Zhou 50,000 credits. A new mid-range household robot was almost the same price.
After leaving Han Ming's studio, Lu Zhou called a flying car at the exit of the alley and went straight back to the apartment building.
After the three people stood in the elevator, Xiao Ai, who had been unhappy all the way, finally complained in a low voice.
"Why did you dye Xiao Ai's hair black???"
Lu Zhou answered this stupid question.
"Because it looks low-key."
"But, but, pink is obviously better! And, and, that woman actually modified my facial parameters! That was all designed by Xiao Ai with the data he worked hard to collect! (´ □ `∠): _ "
Looking at the noisy Xiao Ai, Lu Zhou rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, I don't think you looked good before.
"That's enough. I don't think you look good in the past. You look more natural after the change."
"Huh? Is it better now? (?????)”
Staring at it carefully for a while, Lu Zhou nodded.
"Well, it's not bad."
Xiao Ai: "So that's the case, it seems that it is necessary to update the database! (?????)??”
Lu Zhou: "…?"
The elevator finally reached the 100th floor.
Walking out of the elevator with two guys with abnormal brains, Lu Zhou counted the door numbers and walked in the direction of his home.
However, just as he turned a corner, he was taken aback.
He saw a group of formally dressed people in a dark circle in front of his door.
And the person in the lead looked a little familiar …
Just when Lu Zhou noticed the person, the person obviously also noticed him.
"Long time no see, Academician Lu, although we only met two days ago!"
Chairman Li Guangya's eyes lit up. With a bright smile on his face, he reached out his right hand from a distance and greeted him enthusiastically at the corner of the corridor.
Lu Zhou subconsciously reached out his right hand and shook his hand. He was confused by this scene and was about to ask what was going on, but he heard Lu Zhou speak in a solemn tone.
"Just yesterday afternoon, the investigation team we set up completed the final evidence collection procedure and submitted the relevant evidence to the arbitration court.
"According to the ruling of the Supreme Court of the Pan-Asian Cooperation and the advisory opinion of the expert team, we have reason to believe that you are the Academician Lu from a hundred years ago.
"I'm really sorry, we all thought that you had died in the exploration that was related to the future of mankind!"
Lu Zhou looked at Chairman Li Guangya, who had a painful expression on his face. He calmed down and spoke.
After calming down, he said, "Actually, it's nothing … Normal people would think so."
Strictly speaking, it had only been three days since he returned to Earth from Mars.
To be able to complete the investigation and evidence collection procedure so quickly was beyond his expectations.
After all, according to the information he had searched online, the last person who claimed that he came from the past took a whole year of investigation and evidence collection to restore his citizenship.
And this chairman's job … Is he that free?
Looking at his attentive appearance, for some reason, Lu Zhou suddenly thought of an old friend.
That person also happened to have the surname Li.
And every time he asked for help, he would change the title from 'you' to 'sir'.
"Thank you very much for understanding our difficulties. For the stability and order of society, we must make rigorous judgments in order to give the public a positive answer."
The lights of the interview drone flickered, recording this historic moment with the lens.
Holding Lu Zhou's right hand, Li Guangya announced in a solemn tone.
"On behalf of all member states and citizens of the Pan-Asian Cooperation, I want to say something to you.
"Welcome home! Academician Lu! "
(End of this chapter)
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