Chapter 48 The extremely rational alien is in danger 1

Author: Nanfengyu

Chapter 48 The extremely rational alien is in danger 1

Tang Wenlan and Mi He walked away affectionately arm in arm.

Wei Zhaolin still held the bank card in his hand, groping with the edge of the card with his fingertips. Under his fingertips, a light white mark was faintly visible. It looked like it was worn out after being forced into something.

trace.

His memory told him that this bank card was thrown back by Mi He when he was angry, and there was nothing that could cause such wear and tear.

but……

This doesn't seem to be the case.

Wei Zhaolin thought for a moment and closed his eyes quietly.

The expert who was examining him came forward and asked: "Mr. Wei, have you experienced sudden weakness when using your arms recently?"

Wei Zhaolin closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he was asleep.

But after a brief silence, the expert seemed to have heard his answer and said to himself: "No? Then he has indeed recovered well."

He asked again: "Are you still unable to feel your legs now? Are you unable to move, or is it like before that you can't feel your legs at all?"

Still silent.

After a moment, the expert nodded with relief: "I can feel it. Judging from the situation, your legs will be able to move within a month at most. This is a miracle."

Such self-talk is supposed to be extremely weird, but no one of the medical staff in this ward thought there was anything wrong, as if Wei Zhaolin was really talking to the expert.

After that, the expert said again: "Mr. Wei, shall I push you out now?"

As he spoke, he pushed the wheelchair that was in critical condition. Maybe it was too fast and he accidentally bumped into the low-legged table. The glass on the table moved. Soon, the glass made a tiny breaking sound, and the glass split into pieces.

The two halves of the waist fell on the table.

Expert: "..." He just bumped the low-leg table. It wasn't an earthquake, so why did he break the cup? And even if it was broken, it was broken into pieces. How come the cup was broken so neatly? It's like

It seemed like it was cut by some professional tool.

The expert glanced at Wei Zhaolin guiltily and saw that he had no expression, so he pretended that nothing happened.

He pushed the wheelchair and continued walking. Perhaps feeling guilty, he pushed even more urgently and accidentally bumped into the medical storage rack again.

As a result, the supporting legs were neatly broken, and the medical instruments on them were scattered all over the floor. What's even more terrible is that several syringes fell on Dian Zhaolin's legs.

Expert: "..." Yaoshou! What kind of bad luck did he have today? What kind of accident did it break? And it was broken so neatly?

At this moment, experts did not dare to look directly at the danger.

Fortunately, Wei Zhaolin still had no expression.

The expert wiped the sweat from his head and quietly took the syringe away from his leg.

"Mr. Wei, you are really a rich man."

Almost at the same moment, in a single-family villa dozens of kilometers away from Jinghe Hospital, countless tiny particles formed a chain shape, intertwined and condensed in mid-air, and slowly merged into a tall and slender human figure.

This human form gradually became solid from its initial haziness, and its facial features and texture emerged one by one, and finally evolved into a dangerous appearance.

The tops of several cylindrical objects placed in the corners suddenly flashed with bright blue light spots. Two mechanical hands stretched out from both sides of the cylinder, and the lowered mechanical rollers silently rolled across the ground. Several people with long hands

The small cylinder surrounded Wei Zhaolin, whose figure had just solidified.

A row of light screens appeared at the heads of the small cylinders, with special effects of crackling fireworks on the light screen.

"Welcome back master."

Wei Zhaolin paused slightly and glanced down at these living robots that were only as high as his calves.

"Get out of the way, don't block the road."

The little robots lowered their heads neatly, looking very depressed.

"Master, don't you like the welcome ceremony we prepared?"

Wei Zhaolin: "..."

Let’s not talk about whether this stupid scene is qualified to be called a ritual. The sense of ritual itself is not meaningful, right?

He sighed and reached out to bring up the robot's central control system.

"There is no need to learn these complicated things from humans. It has no real significance other than reducing your computing speed."

--drop.

After a crisp beep, the little robots surrounding Wei Zhaolin dispersed in an orderly manner, and the fluorescent screen at the head also dimmed, and they no longer looked as lively and active as before.

"My memory data has been reversed, and the core program has also experienced a certain degree of disorder. It is suspected that I have experienced interference from a special energy body. Please contact the main star and ask them to transmit an energy fluctuation monitor." Wei Zhaolin explained.

After that, he added, "After the monitor arrives, you must monitor my body data 24 hours a day, and you must not let go of any tiny energy fluctuations. Do you understand?"

The little robots all responded.

After Wei Zhaolin finished debugging the robot's self-growth program, he lowered his hands and asked, "Where are the others?"

"Mr. Wei is basking in the sun on the balcony on the second floor, and he is being massaged by Life Assistant No. 7." The little robot at the front of the queue answered in a stereotypical mechanical voice.

Wei Zhaolin turned around and walked towards the second floor: "How is his physical recovery?"

"The recovery speed is 32.75% slower than expected. At present, it has only curbed the continued deterioration of ALS."

Wei Zhaolin frowned: "Has the cause of the slow recovery been found out?"

"27.56% is due to insufficient nutritional intake, and 31.7% is due to the large difference between the earth's environment and the Alpha star. These differences have led to deviations in our initial simulation results."

Wei Zhaolin's expression was slightly stagnant, as if he was dissatisfied with this deviation: "Where is the 40.74% left?"

A burst of red light flashed above the little robot's head: "The reason is unknown..."

"Maybe it's because I'm in a bad mood?" A clear and gentle voice came from the corridor on the second floor.

A small robot of the same model approached pushing a wheelchair, and sitting in the wheelchair was a thin young man.

He looks to be about the same age as Wei Zhaolin, and there are two similarities between his eyebrows. It's just that one is calm and cold, and the other is gentle and sickly. Their very different temperaments dilute the similarity, and they seem to be two completely unrelated people.

Really. Two kinds of people, two kinds of species.

"Are you in a bad mood? Why?" Wei Zhaolin came to stand in front of the young man, "Wei Mingguang, you have been ill for many years. Curing ALS is your only wish. Now that wish is coming true, what do you have?

Reason to be unhappy?"

Danger Mingguang——

The real only son of the Wei family is still in the stage where he can only move from the neck up. Hearing this, he raised his eyes slightly: "I am worried that you will use my identity to do something you shouldn't do, and I am also worried that my parents will be deceived by you, and...

"

He turned his head with some difficulty and looked around: "Besides the machine, I am the only one here. Human beings are social animals, and long-term loneliness will cause mental illness."

Wei Zhaolin listened to him quietly and concluded coldly: "Greed."

When human beings are dying, they think that as long as they can recover, then when they have hope of recovery, they start to want other things.

"Well, yes." Wei Mingguang didn't seem to find such a harsh and hurtful comment, and remained calm on his face, "Human beings are like this, greedy, there will always be something they want more, and they can't stop as long as they live."

Wei Zhaolin's brows furrowed even more tightly, as if he was disdainful of such a trait.

Wei Mingguang noticed his dissatisfaction and chuckled softly: "Why is it such an expression? Aren't you just here for the so-called 'humanity'? According to you, you Alpha Star people are calm and rational, lack emotions, and will always only

Will make the choice that is most beneficial to me,

It has no spirit of dedication, no understanding of love, and in addition to having the ability to think independently, it lives like a machine. Is it normal that such a race cannot continue? And you, don't you just want to use the 'humanity' in human genes?

To neutralize the rationality in your genes?"
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