If a robot doesn’t have backup hidden energy, can it still be called a robot?
"Besides, if you behave yourselves, why would the robot explode?"
Red Barrel shook his head repeatedly, very resistant.
"No way, no way, you have to dismantle this thing today, or I won’t say anything about using this ghost thing."
"It’s not up to you..."
Steamed Bun immediately planned to retort but heard Lin Miao on the side stop the quarrel.
"Temporarily disable this feature, dismantle the backup power and replace it with something safer, deploy more military robots for patrol, and have Lucy reprogram an alarm system."
Although, for the sake of confidentiality, Sea God Industry software isn’t directly connected to the system firewall, it’s somewhat a former roaming AI. There’s no such thing as redeeming a weak three-percent AI in this world. Average hackers trying to invade and modify programs will just get turned to roast ribs by Sea God.
The reason for agreeing to Steamed Bun installing this explosive power source was simply for fun.
Even if unwilling, since the boss has spoken, Steamed Bun could only go up and disconnect the explosive link.
Until he saw Steamed Bun dismantle the power source with his own eyes, Red Barrel and the Haitian hackers, who should now be called Haitian foremen, breathed a slight sigh of relief.
If someone got blown up by robots while working, there’s really nowhere to seek justice.
And after dismantling the power source, Steamed Bun started teaching everyone.
"You can directly input any command by voice, it comes with two mechanical arms which can lift up to 30KG in a single attempt, overall capacity is 120KG, with a maximum speed of 25KM/H."
After saying that, Steamed Bun snapped his fingers, and the originally box-shaped ’box’ lying on the ground seemed to wake up. Four wheels on the lower side propped up the body, and it started happily circling Steamed Bun, with its head equipped with a rectangular screen similar to the doorframe robot.
Steamed Bun waved, and its back unfolded two claw-like mechanical arms.
"The mechanical arm module can be replaced and can process necessary components, with tools like electric saws, hammers, sanding wheels, vibrating rods... It has high precision."
"If you have free time, you can even throw a tennis ball to tease it."
Later, equipped with industrial modules, the doorframe, and Lin Miao’s first batch-produced industrial robots were all pulled over, 30 transport vehicles, 5 doorframes.
According to the mechanics, especially the small transport vehicles among them, they have strong expandability and can be used in many areas in the future, even underwater farming is not impossible, with significant development prospects.
The warm-up work for construction didn’t last long and soon started from a corner of the residential area.
Under the watchful eyes of Haitian residents, Red Barrel led a large group of players and charged into their streets, holding not guns, knives, or sticks, but shovels, sprayers, followed by a large number of one-meter-high little cubes engaged in a grand battle with the residential area’s garbage.
Some uneasy Haitian residents hid in their homes holding sticks, worried that this group would rush in to take their remaining assets and drive them out of their homes.
Even if that’s likely composed of a few unwanted old clothes or bedding.
"What are they... doing?"
Haitian residents looked blankly as a passing cube used its mechanical arm to pick up a plastic bottle from the ground, crush it, and place it in the frame on its back, and there were even people among them they recognized.
"Seems like they’re sweeping the floor..."
"Impossible." A Haitian woman shook her head, "Perhaps they’re looking for something. I remember Zeta Technology previously came here to rob us too."
When the company’s items were robbed by gang members, naturally someone would come to retrieve them, either hiring Mercenaries or sending their own armed forces. After a fight or negotiation, money could settle it, which isn’t anything new. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on NoveI[F]ire.net
Of course, in the Haitians’ eyes, these companies retrieving their things are just bastards coming to rob.
The people living here have always been willing to suspect others with the greatest malice and will not believe that the other party is purely good-hearted; everyone is struggling for survival by any means necessary.
Probably only those doctors have a good image in Haitians’ minds, while Red Barrel’s unfamiliar faces are far from it.
"Where are Placid and them? Aren’t they managing?"
"If Brigitte was still here..."
"She’s a liar, because of her, my son died!"
"What if those people come in?"
"Then we’ll fight them."
The atmosphere in the room gradually became tense and heavy until someone pushed open the makeshift door made of plastic tarpaulin and iron sheets.
The dazzling sunlight shot into the dim room, almost too bright for the people inside to open their eyes, so they squinted, and vaguely saw at the door, there was a figure that seemed to emit golden radiance all over, accompanied by a cube at their feet, the face was unclear.
The visitor knocked on the broken door made of welded iron sheets.
"Time to eat, folks, this morning the meal is rice porridge."
Temporary tent areas rose with a few strands of cooking smoke, and four or five half-person-high large pots filled with undulating white rice porridge with a long queue in front of them.
Players like [Melon Buyer] stirred the pot with a big spoon while shouting.
"Everyone will get their portion, queue up nicely, don’t shove."
Red Barrel squatted on the side with a bowl of thin porridge, marveling at the distinctly visible white rice inside.
"This is really awesome, how did you manage to produce rice when you haven’t even farmed the land?"
People like Melon Buyer were recruited by Jianxue from small players following Lin Miao’s chemical expansion, and they were the ones who concocted the drinks. Other players didn’t expect that beyond the drinks, they could even conjure rice out of thin air, just like the bamboo tube brought by Yang Jian in Fengshen Yanyi.