Looking back, good guy, the working robot and the chef robot with eight hands are here too.
Sang Ning wondered, she was not surprised that the person in charge came over, after all, the captain of this starship was the person in charge.
As the leader of a ship, it is necessary to grasp the information of all members of the ship.
It can effectively and quickly deal with all emergencies.
Therefore, Sanning said that he could understand the person in charge brought the security robot and medical robot over there.
But the working robot and the chef robot also came, which was so outrageous.
You are leaving your post without permission. Are you not going to do it anymore?
Is it appropriate for robots to have such a strong curiosity?
Sanning and Bessimur stared at the working robot and the chef robot.
Working robots are all robots in animal form, and they can do whatever they want with a furry appearance. The chef robot has a human appearance, but has eight hands, and it looks very incongruous.
Detecting the two of them, the cute working robot grinned at them with a unique furry and healing smile.
Sangning was in a great mood.
The chef robot was a bit hard to describe. He raised his eyelids and said, "What's wrong, look at me, I know I'm handsome, but I tell you, don't love me!"
"No result!"
His face was pulled out with humanity.
The corners of Sangning's mouth twitched, silently retracting his gaze and not looking at him. It was so stingy, too stingy.
Whenever this guy doesn't have eight hands, she will applaud his beauty.
However, these eight hands exceeded her aesthetic and could not appreciate them.
Bessimer had goosebumps, and he asked the person in charge, "Do you care about these robots?"
The person in charge pursed his lips and said quietly, "Maybe I didn't make it clear in advance that you misunderstood these robot employees. I now think I need to tell you the truth."
Pointing to these robots, he said, "They signed an employee contract, not an affiliated employee contract. Do you understand what I mean?"
Emanuel and the others understand, but Sanning doesn't.
“Is there any difference between the two?”
she asked.
"have."
"Employee contracts mean that these robots have the same rights as normal intelligent life," Bessimer explained.
"In other words, as long as they do not violate the rules and regulations, the person in charge cannot control them."
"The contracts of affiliated employees are different. Robots do not enjoy organic rights, but tools."
"It's a tool, and how to use it depends on the person assigned to these tools."
Sangning suddenly realized and understood a truth at the same time, that is, her and Bessimal's confrontation today are destined to be watched by all the intelligent life and artificial intelligent life present.
Just do it.
It doesn't matter anyway, she can't lose.
So, she asked Bessimer, “Do you mind their onlookers?”
The implication is whether to practice anymore.
Bessim, who successfully got her, didn't like to be watched by him as a monkey, but if he didn't practice, he felt uncomfortable all over.
After thinking for a while, he nodded decisively, "Practice!"
"Oh, then the beginning?"
Sangning asked.
"Um."
Bessimer nodded.
So, Sangning put on a gossip.
Bessim's mouth raised and he also showed a standard fighting posture.
It's the same again.
I lost last time because of surprise. I want to defeat him as easily as last time?
So sorry.
Nothing so good.
His goal today is to make a living by Sanning and let himself have a stable sleep.
Just as the two of them were ready to go, the onlookers also held their breath.
"Wait a moment!"
Sangning suddenly shouted.
Bessimer's black question mark face, "What's wrong?"
"Do you want to set rules or something?"
Sangning said sincerely, "If you fight, you must have a rule, otherwise..."
"There is no rule, no otherwise!"
Bessimum said confidently, "Don't worry, you will definitely not win me."
Sang Ning said, just do it.
She looked upwards at Bessimer's head, "Old Bea, I just realized that your hairstyle is a bit handsome today."
Um?
Comment on his handsome hairstyle?
Really?
Bessimum subconsciously wanted to reach out and stroke his hairstyle to make him look more handsome, but Sanning moved and the sound of breaking through the air came.
Damn, this guy is not moral.
Looking at the fist that was swept through the air with a harsh sound, Bessimo, who had already had a psychological shadow on Sanning's fist, subconsciously wanted to retreat and avoid it.
But Sangning's speed was so fast that he couldn't even retreat.
Bessim, who has rich practical experience, is also a ruthless person. He thought that since he couldn't escape, he would just be forced.
So he decisively shrank his upper body and hugged his head with both hands to protect it.
Even if you beat him to death this time, you can't let Sangning beat him in the face, he wants shame.
"hiss···"
Monene and the others looked at Sanning's attacking moves and took a breath, but their eyes were as bright as light bulbs.
“Wow…”
Emanuel and the others all put their legs together, and the sound of sucking sounded, and the expressions on their faces froze.
"This is cruel..."
The person in charge and the robots all stared at the scene in disbelief.
At this time, everyone felt that there was no need to continue this competition.
After comparing a hammer, the outcome is decided, Bessimmon is in pain.
Bessimo, who was protecting his head, listened to the movements coming from around him, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
What's wrong with this?
He slightly let go of his arm to see what was going on, but it was too late.
There was a sound of breaking through the air below, and a foot wearing short boots broke into view.
Then, a huge force went straight to the Tianling Cap from bottom to top along the spine.
Bessim's eyes burst and screamed.
Next second—
"Plop!"
Bessim, whose knees were weak, fell to the ground directly, and his hands, which were originally protecting his head, slowly fell down and covered his crotch.
He burst into tears, and he opened his mouth and gasped, but his eyes looked at Sangning for a while, and he shouted with all his strength, "Sangning, you bastard, you don't have martial ethics."
Sang Ning whispered, grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth and said, "I'm resilient, don't worry, just hurt a little."
Is this a little painful?
Bessimmon was about to collapse, and he cried and complained, "You bastard, you are crazy, you have agreed to be a serious competition, give me such a despicable trick, dare you not
Dare to ask for some shame?”
"I'll ask you, do you dare to be shameless?"
Sang Ning was also quite aggrieved. She said, "I asked you before if you want to set a rule or something, you said you didn't want it."
"If you set a rule and say that you are not allowed to use despicable tricks, then I will definitely not use them."
"But you didn't say that, in a competition without rules, it is more important for me to win. Do you think this is the reason?"