The Inter-planetary Fund couldn't help but pay attention to the fact that a superintelligence had created an intelligence of an unknown level.
After leading Little Bear to the warehouse for a round, a group of senior management also got into action. They checked every step of the way and confirmed that the "Little Riches" wasn't among the items brought back from the Alkaid and that it wasn't lost during transportation.
"Ah! I lost Little Riches!" Little Bear was alarmed. "Should I go to Planet Bu to look for it?"
The Inter-planetary Fund discussed for a while. Big Boss ordered Little Bear to whistle to the people left behind on Planet Bu. If Little Riches heard this signal, it would appear.
"What if it doesn't appear? Will it be caught by others? We have to be on guard against the Spaceflight General Headquarters and Bu Base, "an old man suggested.
"It won't." At this point, Little Bear's alarmed expression became calm again. "Little Riches has mastered over 300 types of escape techniques. Furthermore, it is made of special materials. Ordinary weapons won't be able to harm it. If it wakes up after charging and discovers that I'm not around, it will immediately look for nearby creatures to use as cover. Small, weak, and low-intelligence creatures will be prioritized. "
"That's good." The Inter-planetary Fund was slightly relieved.
They had finally found the last lost superintelligence and the only one they could come into close contact with. The Inter-planetary Fund was rather lenient toward Little Bear.
Little Bear first went to pay his respects to his deceased master, the founder of the Inter-planetary Fund, Master Heng Xin. Little Bear had made preparations long ago when he had received the mission to leave this planet. Thus, Little Bear wasn't too sad when he paid his respects.
Little Bear wanted to familiarize himself with the environment after returning to this planet after 400 years.
Director General Meche Assis was apprehensive when he was called over by Big Boss. He was afraid that he had done something wrong and would be demoted.
"This is Meche Assis, the current Inter-planetary Fund's director general. Little Bear, you can follow him and familiarize yourself with him for a period of time. There are huge changes compared to 400 years ago. I will give you a week to get used to it.
"One month! Little kids need holidays! " Little Bear started to haggle. "I'm afraid of the dark after being trapped in a dark sand pit for a long time. I might even suffer from claustrophobia. I want to go to a wider and brighter place to recuperate."
Inter-planetary Fund staff: "…"
Stop bullshitting! Do you want us to throw the spacecraft's record in your face?!
Did he really think he was a child?
He was a brat who could play with the energy red line and had no choice but to hibernate after the spacecraft had met with a mishap. Claustrophobia my ass!
Just say that you want to go out and have fun after sleeping for too long!
Finally, the big boss said, "Fifteen days, come back to work in fifteen days!"
It wasn't that the Inter-planetary Fund was strict, but that they had to keep a close eye on superintelligences at all times. It was impossible for them to take long vacations, especially for the one in front of them. Given time, he would cause trouble.
Planet Bu, beside the sandpit where the Alkaid was located.
Fang Zhao followed the program crew into the Alkaid to record the program. Due to the limited number of people, Nanfeng and the others couldn't follow them in. They waited in the resting area with their dogs.
Curly Hair wasn't willing to stay in the house. He wasn't afraid of the heat either, so he lay outside the door and played with the sand.
Suddenly, Curly Hair's ears twitched. He stood up abruptly and stared at the sand.
"Woof woof woof!"
As he shouted, Curly Hair wanted to take a few steps forward, but he was held back by the rope.
Nanfeng, who was chatting with Yan Biao and Zuo Yu in the room, was startled and hurried out.
"What happened?"
Nanfeng followed Curly Hair's line of sight.
Something was running towards them from under the sand.
Yan Biao and Zuo Yu, who had run out after hearing the commotion, became alert and gestured for Nanfeng to bring Curly Hair in.
However, Curly Hair didn't cooperate. His gaze was fixed on the sand, and Nanfeng couldn't move him no matter how hard he tried.
Nanfeng couldn't be bothered with why he couldn't move a dog as he watched that thing get closer and closer. He shielded Curly Hair behind him.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh — —
The thing under the sand finally emerged.
It was a flat, oval-shaped black bug with several legs and two long antennae.
The moment it popped its head out, three pitch-black gun barrels were pointed at it.
The black bug's two antennae gradually stiffened. Then, with a whoosh, its legs and antennae retracted, and its body curled up into a black ball the size of a tennis ball.
Nanfeng and the other two stared at that black ball but didn't see it move for a long time.
Curly Hair ran over and swiped with his claws, and the black ball rolled forward.
Seeing this, Curly Hair excitedly chased after the ball. Nanfeng, who was holding onto the leash, ran forward.
"Hey! Curly Hair, stop! Don't run! "
Curly Hair caught up to the ball and swiped with his claws again, sending the black ball flying. Curly Hair became even more excited.
In another resting area not far away. The people there watched Nanfeng being dragged by a dog from the window and said disdainfully, "Look at Fang Zhao's useless assistant next door. He can't even hold back a dog!"
When Fang Zhao came out of the Alkaid after recording today's mission, he immediately saw Curly Hair chasing after the ball and Nanfeng, who was on the verge of tears, following behind him.
"What are you doing!" Fang Zhao berated.
Curly Hair's ears twitched. He didn't grasp the angle of his claws well, and the black ball flew to the other side.
Mitisy had just finished recording and was drenched in sweat. His assistant was holding a fan and blowing at him. Mitisy still felt that the wind wasn't strong enough, so he took out the commemorative light alloy fan given to him by Bu Base. He had just started fanning himself when he heard someone shout, "Careful!"
Seeing the black ball flying over, Mitisy reflexively swung his fan over. His posture was precise and his reaction was godly. One look and it was obvious that he was a professional.
The black ball was sent flying again.
Mitisy's eyes lit up. The fatigue from recording the program was swept away. Aiyo, this ball feels good!
My hands have been itching for a long time!
Mitisy turned to his assistant and said, "Go, get my racket!"
The ball flew in the direction of Woo Tianhao's side. Woo Tianhao's interest was piqued when he saw Mitisy swinging the ball. He took out the commemorative alloy fan given to him by Bu Base and used it as a racket.
Mitisy, who had already obtained the racket, saw the ball being forcefully swung back and shouted, "Good move!!"
Bam!
The black ball was sent flying again with great precision.
Woo Tianhao received this ball with great difficulty and shouted, "Zaro, come over quickly! Mitisy, this fellow is a professional! We amateurs have to work together! "
"Hey! Watch me! "Zaro happily picked up the fan and joined in.
The program team's director shook his head and chuckled when he saw this scene. "Youngsters!"
The cameraman didn't need to say much. He captured this rare friendly match in the desert.
Finally, Mitisy swung a ball over. Zaro didn't receive it, and the ball flew over to a Spaceflight General Headquarters leader who had come over to inspect.
The leader frowned and picked up the black ball from the ground. He squeezed it and found that it was rather soft.
Curly Hair, who was closest, snorted and walked over quickly. He stared at the ball in the leader's hand.
He then raised his head to look at the rowdy group over there and berated with a straight face, "Don't throw dog toys around!"
Nanfeng hurriedly apologized. "Sorry, sorry! I will definitely take note! "
The other managers also came over to express their attitudes. They would definitely take note next time.
Seeing that everyone was apologetic, the Spaceflight General Headquarters leader's expression eased up. He squeezed the black ball in his hand again before handing it over to Nanfeng. He couldn't help but ask, "Where did you buy this ball?"
Nanfeng stuttered, "Uh … I don't know."
The leader didn't get angry when he didn't get the answer he wanted. Forget it. It wasn't anything important anyway. I'll just go back and check on the internet. The leader waved his hand and let them leave.
After Nanfeng received the ball, Curly Hair tugged at his pants and asked for it. Curly Hair was very obedient this time. He wagged his tail and followed Nanfeng back. Along the way, Mitisy and the others tried to borrow the ball, but Curly Hair didn't let them play.
After returning to the resting area, Nanfeng told Fang Zhao about the black ball.
Fang Zhao took the black ball from Curly Hair's mouth and squeezed it. It was indeed very soft, and he couldn't tell what material it was made of. However, even after suffering so many hits from Curly Hair's claws, being hit like a tennis ball by Mitisy and the others, and being held in Curly Hair's mouth, its surface was still as smooth as new. Planet Bu organism? No! He had a feeling that this wasn't a normal living organism!
Curly Hair whimpered pitifully at the side. He looked at Fang Zhao and then stared pitifully at the ball.
"Curly Hair seems to like this toy a lot." Nanfeng realized that he had been led astray. This wasn't a real ball. It was a bug!
Fang Zhao considered it for a bit before returning the black ball to Curly Hair. He told Nanfeng and the others, "Keep it first. Keep an eye on it."
"Yes! Boss! "
Elsewhere, the Spaceflight General Headquarters leader on patrol was still thinking. I wonder what that little black ball is made of. It feels really good. I'll buy a few more for my kids and dog to play with when I get back.
As he was thinking, he saw someone walking over and his face darkened. "Didn't you go over to the base?"
The person who had come over was the Inter-planetary Fund's person-in-charge who had remained on Planet Bu.
The Spaceflight General Headquarters and the Inter-planetary Fund had a cooperative relationship, but there was also competition. For example, the Alkaid's core technology. They had thought about it for a long time but hadn't been able to touch it. They had already reacted quickly this time, but who knew that the Inter-planetary Fund would still beat them to it. They hadn't even seen the shadow of the "black box". It would be strange if they had a good expression now.
The Inter-planetary Fund person-in-charge who had remained on Planet Bu wasn't in the mood to say much. He smiled and headed over to the Alkaid.
When he entered the Alkaid once again, the person-in-charge instructed his subordinates to stand guard outside while he played the audio he had just received.
After waiting for a while, there was still no movement.
Unwilling to give up, he tried a few more regions near the Alkaid.
Because this was a secret operation, he didn't dare search openly or tell anyone else. Even his own subordinates didn't know what he was looking for. He could only wait anxiously. Why didn't such an important object have a GPS?!
After playing the audio for three days and expanding the region, there wasn't even a shadow of the object.
Helpless, he could only report this result.
The soldiers guarding this region had also heard the whistles over the past three days. Because they were a distance away each time, they couldn't see clearly and thought that it was the Inter-planetary Fund personnel whistling. They even joked in private. "The Inter-planetary Fund personnel look serious, but it turns out that they also like to whistle. They even whistle nursery rhymes. How childish."
The Inter-planetary Fund person-in-charge who heard the rumors: "…" Forget it. I'll take the blame for this.
Several days later.
The highly anticipated second episode of "Up Close Contact" was broadcasted. It was indeed filmed on the Alkaid and satisfied many people's curiosity. It was just that …
Inter-planetary Fund Headquarters. Director General Meche Assis pointed at a certain scene in the program where the black ball was being beaten around and asked, "Is it that one?"
Little Bear, who was also staring with wide eyes, replied, "… Yes."
"Didn't they say that it has over 300 escape techniques? Didn't they say that it can avoid humans and seek cover? "
"It really does!"
"Then what about this situation?"
"The pseudo-death program has been activated."
Under the doubtful and doubtful gazes of the Inter-planetary Fund personnel, Little Fatty explained with a humiliated expression, "To put it simply, it's just … like many animals when they encounter danger, faking death and shutting down in a defensive state."
The Inter-planetary Fund personnel heaved a sigh of relief. It was indeed a retarded robot toy for it to shut down so easily.
However, according to Little Bear, the materials used for that retarded robot toy were very special, and it had to be retrieved as soon as possible. The materials and technology could not be leaked.
Little Bear scratched his head. He was also bewildered. Theoretically speaking, unless it encountered a natural predator, Little Riches wouldn't have activated its highest defensive state so easily. Could it be that too much time had passed and the components malfunctioned? Forget it. I'll just wait for the Inter-planetary Fund personnel to bring Little Riches back and upgrade it.
As for now …
Forget it, it's time for holidays! Time to go out and have fun!
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