It was a warm and pleasant May.
M nation, Montana.
This was the hometown of Tom Bruce. He lived in a quiet and beautiful town in the state.
The town was very close to the neighboring country of Cadaa. It was only a dozen kilometers away from the border. It only took a dozen minutes to drive into the territory of Cadaa.
Tom's grandparents were Cadafians, but he immigrated with his parents when he was a child and became a citizen of the M nation. After all, the M nation had more opportunities for development.
Tom Bruce was also proud of his identity as a citizen of the M Nation. On the Internet, he could not bear to see others criticizing the M Nation and saying that other countries were better than the M Nation. He often expressed his "three outlooks" and was even labeled as a "red neck" by others.
But he was not angry. He even liked this label. He firmly believed that only rednecks could save the M nation.
However, in real life, Tom was a gentle and polite young man. He did not have those bad hobbies or a large group of scoundrels. He had a very good reputation among the elders and was also a "good boy" in the eyes of his parents.
On the 10th of May.
Thinking of the lake water melting, the fishing activities could begin.
He thought of the invitation sent by his cousin Lugers a few days ago.
After greeting his parents and obtaining their consent, Tom Bruce took his fishing gear and drove to Cadaa. He planned to go to his cousin's house in Calgary and spend a good week.
This was very common in the West. They had so-called "spring break," "travel break," "autumn break," and various kinds of vacations. More than 150 days out of 365 days a year were spent on holidays. Their spare time was rich. Everyone had one or two hobbies, and the mental pressure was much lower.
A warm breeze was blowing.
He looked at the blooming mountain flowers and green forests on both sides.
Tom Bruce was in a good mood.
He drove for a few hours.
A beautiful three-story white villa appeared in front of Tom's eyes.
Seeing the large swimming pool at the entrance of the villa, the large garden covering several acres at the back, and a "castle-like" house under construction, Tom's face showed an envious expression. "Uncle Philemon's family is richer than before."
Uncle Philemon was a trading businessman who did import and export business. He mainly purchased goods from the Z nation and shipped them to Cadaa for sale, earning the price difference in the middle.
"The products of the Z nation are the best in quality and the lowest in price. They are irreplaceable." This was what Uncle Philemon often said.
Tom did not take it seriously. Was it really irreplaceable? How would he know if he did not try? Of course, this was just an unspoken criticism in his heart and he didn't say it out loud.
Moreover, Uncle Philemon was so rich, so his words were trustworthy. He had even spurred a few of his relatives to follow him in the trade business. In the end, those who went to Z country to sell goods had basically made a profit, while those who went to other countries earned very little, and some even lost money … This further proved that Uncle Philemon was right.
He entered the villa.
"Dear Cousin Tom, you're here. I've missed you so much!"
Cousin Rogers was very enthusiastic when he saw him and gave him a warm hug.
Feeling the weight of his cousin hanging on him and the feeling of the thick fat pressing against him, Tom Bruce was so surprised that he almost couldn't recognize him. "My dear cousin, the attraction of Earth to you has obviously become stronger. What's going on? You were still very agile last year."
Although he said it euphemistically, this still poked Lugers' sore spot.
Annoyance and pain appeared on his face. He said hatefully, "It's all Xing Hai Technologies' fault!"
With a finger as thick as a carrot, he pointed to a spot in the corner of the wall and said, "That's the Wa-wah 4.0 cleaning robot. Ever since I got it, I've never helped my mother clean the house again."
He pointed to the direction of the kitchen. "I also have to blame the God of Cookery 1.0 robot that can make more than 10,000 dishes. The food it makes is too delicious, 10,000 times better than the junk food my mother makes. It increased my food intake by more than 50%, and my weight has increased uncontrollably."
"And that one!"
His cousin pointed to the robot beside him with a seal on its mouth and said, "It's the most abominable of all the robots. Every day, it reminds me that I'm overeating and overweight, and that if I don't control it, I'll die of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases around the age of 40. It advises me to exercise more and even gave me a healthy diet."
"Then you should listen to it. Don't you want to live longer?" Tom asked.
"I did, so I played games every day and did mental work. As for that healthy diet, I felt that eating one portion per meal was not enough, so I ate two portions per meal. I thought I would lose weight quickly, but I didn't expect to get even fatter!"
Lugess gave the robot a hard kick. "Liar, you're a liar!"
“？？？”
Tom Bruce was speechless.
Eating one portion of a healthy diet was equal to being healthy, but eating two portions was not necessarily equal to being healthy.
His cousin's IQ was really worrying.
But Tom still comforted him. "Don't be sad, cousin. Tomorrow, I'll take you fishing and outdoor exercise. You'll become more agile if you follow me."
"Okay, let's go fishing tomorrow!"
…
The next day.
After fishing outdoors for about half a day, his cousin, Lugess, was panting and shouting that he wanted to go home. "It's not fun, not fun at all. I only caught two small fish in an hour. I want to go home. I want to fish in the game. I can catch a big fish in the game in five minutes!"
"Lugess?"
Tom shouted. In the end, he had no choice but to go home with his cousin.
So, for the remaining six days.
He followed his cousin, Lugess, and played games for a full six days on the "Xing Hai Second Generation" computer with high specs.
Even Tom Bruce himself was deeply immersed in it.
The games developed with the Starry Sky Game Engine were really fun. The graphics were so exquisite that people could be completely immersed in them.
Eating the delicacies cooked by the "Master Chef" robot.
Drinking Coke.
Enjoying the convenient services brought about by various robots.
These few days, Tom felt like he was living in heaven.
His weight had increased by a full five kilograms.
He felt like he was having too much fun.
When his cousin suggested that he wanted him to play here for a few more days, Tom Bruce almost subconsciously nodded in agreement.
But after all, this was not his home. His home was in Montana in the M nation. He still had to go back. Otherwise, his parents would worry about him.
However, when he thought of this.
A bolt of lightning flashed in Tom Bruce's mind. He murmured, "It seems that there is not a single product from Xing Hai Technologies in my home. Uncle Phillip's family is not only fans of Xing Hai Technologies, but they also have many products in their home.
Those products are very … great and very convenient. I bet that if I live under those conditions for half a year, I'll become like my cousin.
But why are there no M companies that have developed products with similar functions to those products?
If Xing Hai Technologies is really a 'technological thief,' how can they steal to this extent? They've stolen a lot of things that we don't even have yet … "
This was impossible!
It was also illogical.
Common sense told Tom Bruce that such good products could not be stolen by stealing. Those products worked based on the data in the big data system. The data could only be collected bit by bit in daily use.
Therefore, during the seven days he lived in his cousin's house, all the things he saw and heard with his own eyes were impacting the once stubborn belief in his heart.
He gradually realized that he might have been living in a huge lie before.
So, after he returned home.
Combined with his own personal experience of the past seven days, he published a post on the Internet that was thousands of words long: "Seven Days I Lived at Cousin's House."
Who knew that after this post was published.
It would soon set off a huge wave on the Internet.
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