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    Hearing the task prompt, the module on the little robot's chest suddenly skipped a beat, and the light in its eyes dimmed.

    He is a villain, and villains will do bad things sooner or later.

    For several days, he stayed with the human marshal. Although the little devil didn't understand military affairs, he could still see the protagonist's efforts.  What he wants to do is almost destroy all the protagonist's efforts, which is simply an extremely bad thing.

    The study room was not neatly tidied. There were a lot of scribbled papers randomly placed on the table, and the map on the wall was also full of marks.

    The moment he entered the door, the program that had been implanted in the small robot suddenly started running.  The strong desire to complete the task suddenly came to him irresistibly, and he couldn't help but want to take a look at the papers, but he suddenly woke up and quickly buried his head in Zhong Yuan's arms.

    ¡°What¡¯s wrong, do you feel scared?¡±

    Sensing the movement of the little robot, Zhong Yuan gently rubbed the head that suddenly plunged into his arms, lowered his gaze and asked warmly.

    There are many weapons on display in the room, and the cabinets are full of specimens of alien creatures. The big rabbit¡¯s white front teeth are extremely sharp, and the goose¡¯s eyes are shining green. It is inevitable that the little robot will be scared.

    Thinking of the bedroom that was so cozy that one could forget about the sleeping cabin, Marshal Zhong raised his head and looked around the heroic study room, and seriously considered the idea of ??asking the little robot to help tidy up this study room.

    You can¡¯t raise your head, your eyes are cameras, and whatever you see will be recorded.

    The little robot closed its eyes hard and buried itself in the arms of the human marshal fearfully. It nervously stammered: "I, I want to shut down first and then recharge. It will be faster"

    "Are you in such a hurry to recharge the battery?"

    The passive plan failed. Zhong Yuan sighed regretfully, nodded politely, and suddenly picked up the huddled little robot with interest: "Would it consume a lot of electricity if it becomes warmer like before?"

    "Will not!"

    ¡°I am indeed very capable, even if I am on standby, I can still help warm the protagonist¡¯s hands!

    The little robot's eyes lit up suddenly, and he finally put aside his depression for the time being. He nodded happily and controlled his body temperature to rise by two degrees: "If it's too hot, just tell me, I can also adjust the temperature in ten steps.  !¡±

    The household robots of the old century were considerate, sweeping the floors, cooking, and even functioning as hand warmers.

    The human marshal nodded with satisfaction, held the warm little robot in his arms, sat at the table and started a new day of heavy work.

    What¡¯s really disappointing is that even though I¡¯ve tried my best to let the little robot act as a hand warmer to waste power, when it¡¯s almost noon, the battery still makes a warning sound that it¡¯s fully charged.

    Finally got a chance to leave this dangerous room. The little robot immediately jumped out of the arms of the human marshal in high spirits and patted his belly: "I'm full, I'll cook for you!"

    Seeing the little robot running out of the study without looking back, the human marshal thought for a while, stood up on the edge of the table, packed all the snarling alien specimens on the cabinet into the cabinet, and connected the communication with Long Tao: "  Something is bothering you, do you know what the popular decorative ornaments of the last century generally looked like?"

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    The little robot was busy in the kitchen, filling the refrigerator with the exchanged ingredients, and meticulously executed the recipes found by the system, but there was some uncontrollable worry in its heart.

    When the undercover program has been set, he can rely on his own soul power to resist, but if he accidentally forgets to set the standby mode when he falls asleep one day, he will sleepwalk in search of confidential information.

    Unwilling to go against the protagonist, the little devil was troubled and poured the freshly cooked curry on the rice. The oven suddenly rattled twice and the lid popped open.

    There is still a deep shadow in the memory. The little devil jumped away in fright and looked at the dangerous oven warily: "Don't do anything, I will unplug you!"

    The oven was unmoved and coldly popped up a virtual light screen. A few lines of words popped up and were silently projected in front of the little robot.

    Startled by the movement in front of him, the little robot nervously moved over and carefully read the messages on the screen. The light in his eyes dimmed inch by inch.

    It turns out that he is not the only undercover agent in the protagonist¡¯s home, but for the fact that the human marshal came to the kitchen too few times.The marshal's expression was always calm and majestic, but this time his smile was as warm as ice melting and snow melting, causing the little robot's heart to suddenly feel intense sadness.  Finally, he couldn't hold back his tears any longer, he pursed his lips in utter grievance, ran into the arms of the human marshal, and cried regardless.

    "It's okay. If anything happens in the future, just tell me. As long as I'm here, nothing will happen."

    Finally, he took the little robot home. Zhong Yuan leaned on the bedside with a smile, held the little robot safely in his arms, and patted it patiently.  After a while, the little robot's suppressed trembling finally subsided.

    Another ten minutes passed, but the little robot still couldn¡¯t stop crying.

    Zhong Yuan vaguely felt something was wrong. He held the small robot in front of him and gently rubbed his head twice: "How much water have you stored? Are they all used to simulate tears?"

    "It's not stored, it's artificial water generated by chemical reactions. There will always be"

    The little robot shook his head, and raised his hand helplessly to rub his eyes, but the tears kept flowing like a faucet, and after a while, they gathered into a puddle on the ground.

    Having discovered the plight of the little robot, Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows and coughed lightly to hold back his smile: "What's going on? Can't you stop it?"

    Not only could it not stop, it had become like a fountain in a comic, spraying out non-stop.

    The little robot nodded in panic, and the fountain also swept back and forth twice. Only then did the human marshal realize that the situation was indeed serious, and had to summon Long Tao again, and hugged the little robot again: "It doesn't matter.  Yes, it's probably a malfunction, and it will probably be fine soon."

    Facts have proved that the human marshal's estimate of this matter is obviously a bit too optimistic.  It wasn't until Long Tao, who was expecting a wedding banquet, came over happily and stared dumbfoundedly at Marshal Zhong sitting in the basin holding a small robot, that he finally clasped his fists in awe and said, "I admire you for knowing how to play  "

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