Yuan Chu returned to the manor with five-star praise for completing the mission perfectly.
Entering the living room, she immediately saw Fei Xiu sitting upright on the sofa, exuding a low-pressure aura. Hearing movement, he suddenly turned his head, his gaze fierce, ready to deliver a parental-style lecture.
But then he saw Yuan Chu suddenly vanish into thin air, her clothes scattered on the ground...
Yuan Chu, with a strong survival instinct, quickly transformed.
Fei Xiu: ...
"Master, I'm back." Yuan·Robot·Chu slid over from the hallway, her two blue eyes sparkling as she eagerly served tea and water.
Fei Xiu: ...
"Master, didn't you eat lunch?" Seeing the untouched food on the table, Yuan Chu disapproved.
"You consume so much energy every day, you can’t skip meals. I'll make you another serving."
With that, she turned to head toward the kitchen.
"Wait!" Fei Xiu raised his hand and placed it on her head, forcibly turning her around.
"Did you go out today?"
Yuan Chu: "…Yes."
Fei Xiu: "Did you go to accept a mission for me?"
Yuan Chu: "Yes."
Fei Xiu: "Who told you to go?"
Yuan Chu replied calmly: "Master is responsible for training and research, I’m responsible for earning money to support the family."
"Supporting the family is my responsibility!" How could he rely on his woman, and a robot at that, to support him? No way!
Yuan Chu patted his shoulder: "Master, don’t feel burdened. Just focus on what you want to do. Supporting the family is a small matter, I’m not stressed at all."
"Supporting the family is not a small thing. You’re a robot and an illegal resident. What if someone discovers your identity?"
Yuan Chu: "…There’s one thing I haven’t reported yet, and I hope Master won’t be angry."
Fei Xiu narrowed his eyes: "What is it?"
Yuan Chu: "I hacked into Xinlan’s household registration system and created an identity for myself."
Fei Xiu: ???
Yuan Chu brought up her identity information, including photo, name, hometown, age, gender, fingerprint, and personal identification code… Everything was complete, and it didn’t look fake at all!
Fei Xiu’s voice deepened: "What if you’re discovered…"
"It won’t happen." Yuan Chu said confidently.
"I guarantee it’s authentic and verifiable, without any flaws."
Fei Xiu suddenly asked, "What if it’s the bank system… could you hack into that too?"
Yuan Chu, who had once hacked into a bank system: "…Well, I guess I could."
"What about the satellite system?"
Yuan Chu: "…Probably, yes."
Fei Xiu: …
His robot was going to conquer the skies, wasn’t she? What couldn't she do??? He seriously suspected that Kaimer Company developed her to rule the world, and he just happened to bring her home by accident. Thinking about it, he even felt a little proud.
No, this wasn’t the point!
"It’s too dangerous outside. From now on, you’re not allowed to go out alone." Fei Xiu sternly instructed.
"Being a mercenary is quite profitable." She made forty thousand from just one mission.
"Money is endless." Fei Xiu thought for a moment, then retrieved some documents from his personal terminal.
"I’m not without money. I just didn’t need it before."
The documents he retrieved included a shareholder contract and a photo of a mine. The inheritance from his mother provided him with billions in dividends every year, and the mine itself was extremely valuable.
After joining the military, he had always used his salary card and rarely touched his mother’s assets. While not as rich as top billionaires, he had more than enough to support his mecha research.
He originally thought his salary would be enough, intending to donate any extra funds, but now with Yuan Chu, the situation was different.
Yuan Chu already knew about this wealth, but she didn’t care much. Whether the money was a lot or a little, it would eventually turn into Fei Xiu’s research materials.
"From now on, let me handle the earning. I don’t want you taking any more risks."
"I can detect danger in advance, so don’t worry."
Fei Xiu was angry: "This is an order."
Yuan Chu: "…Okay." Whatever you say, after all, you're the master.
Yuan Chu calmly accepted, but Fei Xiu felt guilty.
He had never spoken to his robot this way and didn’t know how to take it back. So, while she was making dinner, he secretly sent a text message via his communicator.
"If you want to accept missions in the future, you can come with me."
Yuan Chu read it, understood, and replied: Okay, Master. Mwah.
Fei Xiu’s mood instantly lifted.
How thoughtful his robot was!
That evening, during training, thoughtful Yuan Chu pushed him to the brink of exhaustion, leaving him collapsed on the ground, unable to move a single finger.
Yuan·Robot·Chu expertly carried him back to the room, giving him a full-service bath, massage, and changing his clothes until he fell into a deep sleep.
With sufficient funds, the mecha research proceeded without any concerns, and various materials were sent in bulk to the manor. Yuan Chu paused her escort duties to focus on managing her online store, and together with Fei Xiu, they became happy homebodies.
As Fei Xiu’s technology advanced, the tech items he created were also listed in the online store and received many positive reviews.
Their peaceful and busy life was disrupted by a phone call.
The caller was Fei Xiu’s friend Ha Bo: "Fei Xiu, Sakri is in trouble."
Fei Xiu froze for a moment: "What happened?"
"He was severely injured on a mission a few days ago. His left leg was crushed, and they might need to amputate..."
Fei Xiu spoke coldly: "Send me the address, I’ll go right now."
The address quickly appeared on his personal terminal, and Fei Xiu looked at Yuan Chu, hesitating.
"Master, are you going out?"
Fei Xiu: "…Yes."
"Do you want me to come with you?"
Fei Xiu: … He really wanted to bring her along!
"I know you can’t bear to leave me, so take me with you." Yuan Chu found a reason for him.
"Rich people always have an assistant robot by their side."
"Really?"
Fei Xiu feigned reluctance, "Well, fine, let’s go then."
Yuan Chu happily helped Fei Xiu pack, and they set off that day.
Following the coordinates, they drove straight to the destination, the Capital Hospital.
Exhausted, Fei Xiu didn’t rest, heading directly to Sakri’s hospital room with his robot.
Outside the room, two burly men, Sakri’s comrades, were waiting. They immediately stood up when they saw Fei Xiu.
"How’s he doing?" Fei Xiu asked.
"Not good." Ha Bo said with a painful expression.
"The doctor recommends amputation to prevent widespread infection."
Fei Xiu pushed the door open halfway and saw Sakri lying silently on the bed, his hands and legs wrapped in bandages. The most severe injury was his left leg, which was deformed below the knee.
"How could it be this bad?" Sakri’s security company usually avoided high-risk jobs because their employees were all disabled veterans and couldn’t handle intense combat.
Ha Bo looked grim: "The client withheld information. Their enemies were a mercenary group, ruthless and very powerful. Sakri stayed behind to protect the client’s safety, sacrificing one leg to save a life..."
A murderous glint flashed in Fei Xiu’s eyes. For clients who deliberately withheld information, the security company had the right to demand compensation, but Sakri’s injuries were irreplaceable.
After staying at the hospital for a while, Ha Bo took Fei Xiu and Yuan Chu to the company’s dormitory to rest. They decided to meet again tomorrow for a proper chat.
That night, after Fei Xiu took a shower and lay down on the bed, he stared silently at the ceiling.
"Without his left leg, what will he do in the future?" He asked, almost to himself, though it was directed at Yuan Chu.
Yuan Chu replied: "From what I can tell, after the amputation, he can choose to get a mechanical leg. As long as it reaches a 90% or higher nerve control compatibility, he will be able to walk normally again, and even run faster than before."
"What?" Fei Xiu shot up, staring at her.
"A mechanical leg can do that?"
"Of course." The use of mental power was so underdeveloped that many delicate operations had never been attempted.
"Do you have any recommendations for an excellent biological mechanic?"
"Sorry, there isn’t a biological mechanic who can create prosthetics with more than 90% nerve control compatibility."
Fei Xiu’s gaze darkened: "Then what good is it to say all this?"
"Others can’t do it."
Yuan Chu continued, "But you might be able to."
Fei Xiu looked up: "Me?"
Yuan Chu nodded: "Precision mecha will eventually rely on biological nerve control technology. You can take this opportunity to try making a mechanical leg for Sakri. With your current mental control, you might be able to do it."
Fei Xiu’s eyes shone with renewed determination, his fists clenched: "I can do it!"
The next day, Fei Xiu and his comrades gathered, chatting about their current situations. The atmosphere was lively until they mentioned Sakri’s injuries, and everyone fell silent.
"Sakri agreed to the amputation. He seems to be taking it calmly." Ha Bo said.
"Is Sakri really that calm?"
Jie Sen said, "The calmer he is, the less normal he is."
"He's not thinking of doing something drastic, is he?"
"He just lost a leg. What's there to not accept? Don’t be a pessimist!"
"Let’s go, let’s see him." Fei Xiu stood up, leading the way to the hospital.
When they saw Sakri, he indeed appeared calm, even discussing the surgery with the doctor, in a serene, indifferent state as if he had detached from life and death.
Everyone offered some awkward encouragement and comfort, but internally, they all sighed in relief.
Then Fei Xiu suddenly spoke up: "Do you want a mechanical leg?"
"Sure."
Sakri said nonchalantly, "I still need to be able to stand up."
He had seen people with mechanical arms and legs in the hospital before, their movements stiff and awkward. But compared to sitting in a wheelchair, getting a mechanical leg was still necessary.
"I can help you make a flexible mechanical leg that will allow you to run and jump freely." Fei Xiu said seriously.
Everyone was stunned.
"Really?"
"Fei Xiu, when did you learn to build mechas?"
"I remember that even the best biological mechanics today can only make prosthetics with 50% coordination."
Fei Xiu raised his hand to stop the barrage of questions, staring intently at Sakri.
"If you believe me."
Sakri's eyes brightened, and he firmly replied, "I believe!"
Fei Xiu softened his expression, serious and resolute.
"Hahaha, even though I lost a leg, I’ll still be able to run and jump!" Sakri grinned, his previous calm demeanor gone.
The others, who had thought he would experience a spiritual transformation after the injury: … How naive.
Fei Xiu was determined to say this not only to encourage Sakri but also to put pressure on himself. He believed in Yuan Chu, and he believed in himself. No matter the cost, he would fulfill the promise he made.
After the surgery, while Sakri's body was weak, his spirits were high, full of hope for the future.
"Hey? Fei Xiu, did you change robots?" Sakri looked at Yuan Chu quietly following Fei Xiu.
"This one’s much better than the previous one. You can tell by the design, it’s on a whole different level."
"It’s still the same one, just a new look." Fei Xiu said with a straight face.
"Hahaha, don’t lie to me." Sakri said knowingly.
"I can tell the difference between robots. Your old one’s outdated core couldn’t possibly support this advanced model."
Fei Xiu: …
Yuan Chu: …
"How much did it cost? Does the cooking system still match the old one?"
"Cost a few million, the cooking system is the same." The few million mostly went toward materials, as Fei Xiu used all expensive mecha components.
"Great!" Sakri’s eyes lit up.
"From now on, she’ll be in charge of my meals. You’re staying a few more days, right? Since I’m injured like this, as my brother, you have to stay and accompany me!"
Fei Xiu: … Could he refuse to help this guy make a mechanical leg?
"Then it’s settled." Sakri said, starting to order food.
"I want sweet and sour pork, dragon claws, fried green worms…"
Yuan Chu responded in a standard electronic tone: "Mr. Sakri just had amputation surgery. You cannot eat greasy, spicy, or meaty foods for at least three months. It’s recommended to have a bowl of vegetable congee with each meal."
Sakri screamed: "Are you kidding? Vegetable congee? I haven’t had that in hundreds of years. Wait, what, you can talk?"
Yuan Chu enunciated clearly: "Unit One is equipped with the most advanced voice system."
Thinking about his pet chick, Sakri: … Damn it, I’m done for!
At least he didn’t bring his pet chick out, otherwise, he would be in even bigger trouble.
Just then, they heard a cute voice outside the door: "Master beep beep, the chick is here~~"
Sakri: … No, please don’t come!!!
Jie Sen entered with a round little ball, laughing as he handed it to Sakri: "I brought this for you to pass the time, no need to thank me."
Sakri: … Thank you to your whole family!
Fei Xiu spoke: "Unit One, greet Jie Sen and…the little chicken."
Yuan Chu: "Hello, Mr. Jie Sen. Hello, little chicken. I am Fei Xiu’s robot, Unit One."
Jie Sen: "…Hello."
Little Chick: "Jie Sen, hello beep beep, little chick, hello beep beep, Unit One, hello beep beep~~"
Sakri buried his face in his hands.
Fei Xiu continued: "Little Chick, take care of your master."
Little Chick cheerfully responded: "Little chick will take good care of master beep beep~~"
Sakri: … Shut up! My beep beep doesn’t need you taking care of me!!!
Without comparisons, there’s no harm. Fei Xiu, who had been holding a grudge, finally felt he’d gotten back at his robot and was content.
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T/n: By the way, this novel will be take over by a new translator, Nuttella!
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