Chapter 321: Choose model

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Boswell grinned awkwardly. He really didn't know how to answer the little bastard's question.
You say you are an artificial intelligence, what do you want that thing, even if you are equipped with a golden rod that can be used to the sky, you have no place to use it!
The elevator doors opened, and several female researchers in white research uniforms were waiting for the elevator. When they saw Boswell, they saluted and said hello. Even the fat man who followed Boswell glanced several times.
"Huh!" This face printed on the conscription poster was too familiar. A few quick-response girls almost screamed out almost immediately. When I was excited, I heard a voice: "Old man, all the functions are not complete, the chicken is the key. Is there any model of the thing, I want to choose a big one!"
"..."
Although I don't know what the spherical robot Boswell is holding, but the power of this sentence is really great. Several female researchers seemed to have been dumb-pointed, flushed, and squeezed their heads into the elevator.
Boswell only felt his reputation was ruined, his old face reddened. It doesn't matter if you are fat, you look around. Anyway, it is Boswell who is embarrassed to hold the little fart boy, and it has nothing to do with himself.
The Capital ’s First Military Academy is the largest, oldest, and most famous military academy in the Lerei Federation. Founded in the Nadmik Dynasty 500 years ago. In the Lere Independence War three hundred years ago, all the students of this school, also known as Nademik Military Command University, under the leadership of Marshal Stanley, then the principal, became the rebellious rebellion of the dynasty. Lere's independent backbone.
In the past three hundred years, the Capital ’s First Military Academy has had two marshals and forty-eight generals. As for the generals and major generals, that ’s almost countless. Therefore, this academy is called the cradle of the Lere Union Army.
Looking at the wide and bright aisles in the comprehensive building, clean and standard rooms, various advanced scientific research instruments and teaching equipment, the fat man suddenly sighed.
That year, after he knew that An Lei had applied for the military academy, he secretly came to the only military academy in the capital to sign up. As a result, he was kicked out. If the threshold for joining the army is not low, the fat man knows that he may not become a soldier in his entire life.
Behind Boswell, he quickly reached the laboratory.
After passing through two security gates and a cleaning area, a hall similar to that of Gary Palan Lab appeared in front of the fat man. In each zone, an energy gun and several unidentified mechas are undergoing modification or testing by researchers. In front of the huge central computer, dozens of researchers are busy.
An intern-like researcher holding a piece of data in his hand, while looking at it, quickly walked past the fat man. Inadvertently raising his head, the intern suddenly looked at the fat man with wide eyes, his face unbelievable.
The fat man did not know, so he stared back with the same look. The two faced each other with big eyes and small eyes.
Boswell knew what was going on. He pulled a fat man and got into his own laboratory. When there was only one slit left behind the automatic door, a cry of surprise came in.
"Tian Xingjian! God, it's the federal hero Tian Xingjian, Tian Xingjian is here!"
The trainee ran around in a posture around the field, announcing his amazing discovery. The whole laboratory was in a mess. Scolding, interrogation, screaming, and the trainee ’s shouting turned the originally quiet laboratory into a vegetable market.
No matter what Boswell said, the fat man already understood that he was finished.
During the time he left the Federation, he was printed with posters. The reason was by no means because he had a thick skin. That was a good thing that several old immortals of the Federal Army and the President did together.
They pushed themselves out, and hung a sign on their chests, with four big characters engraved on the front: "Federal Hero"
It sounds glorious, but the fat man knows that there are a few words on the back of the brand, which should be one more than the front. It is called: "Injustice!"
Boswell hugged the little fart boy and automatically ignored the fat man's gloomy eyes. He quickly picked up the dense robot model from the central computer, clicked on one of them, and said to the little fart boy: "Fart, look how about this?"
On the virtual screen, a tall and handsome man emerged. Blond hair, blue eyes, sculpted facial features, plus inverted triangle-like body, slender limbs, almost perfect by man's standards.
Boswell said: "This is the Sun God No. 18 guard robot developed by the Sunshine Robot Company of Jeppen Empire in 2061. It is a luxury in the current five-star robot. The body skeleton is made of super alloy, muscle and skin tissue They use the best materials in the universe, both in terms of look and feel, and are as good as real people. The most important thing is that guarding robots are several times higher in motion sensitivity and strength than ordinary service robots. "
The little fart kid stared at the Sun God on the 18th and looked left and right, wondering: "How come there is no ?"
Boswell said embarrassingly: "These robots can only execute very strict procedures and do not have the ability to judge outside the procedures. That stuff is really not necessary. Moreover, human society has very strict regulations on robots, and it is not allowed to dress casually. There is something unethical. However, some companies that produce adult toys have developed such things. "
The little fart boy knew it all at once, and said: "Imitation doll that can be called?"
Boswell nodded. "Yes, that's that thing."
"Obscene!" The little fart boy filled with indignation.
"Moral is corrupt!" The fat man was righteous.
"Then in our laboratory, are there samples of advanced simulation dolls?" The little fart boy said naively: "Maybe it can be enlightened."
The fat man on the side gave an appreciative look at the little fart boy.
"How could there be such a thing in the laboratory." Boswell said solemnly. Seeing the little fart boy unhappy, he thought for a while and said, "I have a few collector's editions at home."
"........."
"How about this one?" Boswell shifted the topic: "If you choose it, we will make it for you with the best materials. It is guaranteed to be more advanced than that of the classic collector's edition. I want to decorate more things, whether it is Technology is still material, and we have all in our laboratory. "
The little fart kid looked at the fat-faced fat man, with his slick know-how, where would he not know what would happen if he turned into a handsome guy next to the fat man, and he immediately said: "This image is too ugly. At first glance, it's stupid. Is there anyone as handsome as our fat man? "
The fat man was very pleased and patted his head lovingly. Pointing to a robot on the virtual screen: "I think this is good."
When the little fart boy looked at the baby-like robot in the fat man's finger, he almost passed out. Immediately shook his head.
The fat man said angrily: "Why doesn't it work? How cute is this. Look carefully, this one has , old man, please tell me!"
Boswell introduced: "This is a baby robot developed by the Republic of Feiyang. It is specially designed for those mothers to learn parenting and breastfeeding. Because the skin is particularly soft and smooth, the appearance is also designed according to the female's favorite baby image. Loved by women. After going on the market, not only pregnant mothers buy it, but even some girls like to buy it as a toy. "
"But ..." Boswell carefully looked at the sad little fart child and said: "That is a decoration, it's useful, not great. Of course, we can make changes."
"Girls buy too?" The fat man asked with some confusion. "They don't have milk, what did they buy for?"
The dejected little fart boy listened to the fat man's question, his eyes suddenly turned on, and he turned to listen to Boswell: "The girl's instinct, she likes cute things. Sun God 18 is a luxury, war Developed after the outbreak, the Federation cannot see it. However, this baby-type robot is not uncommon in the homes of wealthy people in the Federation. It has been developed to the third generation. Girls like to hold them as electronic pets. "
"Hold?" The little fart boy's eyes shone more and more.
"Cute?" The fat man waved his hand. "This virtue and this little can't touch each other. Let's take a look."
"Don't!" Shouted the little fart boy suddenly: "Just this one, I like this one! It's so cute. It matches my name."
"Chicken is very small." Fatty said.
"It doesn't matter, I can't use it anyway." The little fart child said: "Just have a decoration."
"Is this one set?" Boswell said.
"This is it!"
The eyes of the three people were directed to different places, and everyone's heart was unspoken.
"But this one seems to be a little too small, just a few months old, you can't walk or you can't run, otherwise, we changed to about two years old, just walk?" Boswell suggested.
"Anyway, be cute. The kind that allows women to see maternal love as soon as they see it." The little fart child said: "It doesn't matter if it's a little bigger. The two-year-old child has a strong ability to interact with people. However, the function is still complete. , Be the best. "
"Then do it according to the combat robot!" Boswell came to the spirit: "The current combat robot has no extra-judgmental judgment, and will only carry out limited attack actions in accordance with a fixed procedure in the battle, or it will be controlled by people Robot control, think about it, an AI-controlled battle robot! "
Speaking of the back, the old man was already glowing with excitement.
"May be!" The little fart boy suddenly said: "Is it too heavy, what can I do if I can't hold it?"
"Made with the most cutting-edge materials!" Boswell said: "Biological two-state metal skeleton structure, ultra-light fiber wrapped, plus ultra-light alloy telescopic weapons, the weight will never exceed the same size children. "
"The most important thing is camouflage." The fat man said: "Basically, there are few opportunities for it to be used. At the critical moment, it must be confusing. The liquefiable reduced metal can also be used. Long-range attack weapons, hide a hand in the body The energy gun will do. Think about its hands and mouth. Children bite people more confusingly. "
"Yes!" The fart hand dances and dances: "The mouth is not usually used. It must be opened at the critical moment. It must be like a shark.
"Well." Boswell called up the design of the baby robot on the central computer. While modifying and annotating the side, he said: "The strength of the hand should be increased, and it can be turned into paws. According to our technology , The steel plate of cemented carbide is also a matter of two claws. "
"Defense is also critical." The fat man is addicted to the idea: "Biological two-state metals are six times stronger than superalloys. Don't worry about this, but the internal micro-energy engine, the core of the computer program, and other electronic perceptions The system must find ways to prevent fire, water, and corrosion, preferably bullet-proof and explosion-proof. "
"There are also electronic systems." The little fart boy remembered his specialty and shouted: "To be able to carry out a certain degree of communication interference or electronic shielding, to have a stable wireless network connection device, the computing power of the computer must be the most powerful. . "
"No problem." Boswell said: "Anyway, we use the most cutting-edge things in our laboratory. No, I go to the college to ask. In terms of technology, first organize the public relations of the whole school, now it is not advanced enough, wait for us When Chachner arrives, he will try to change it. "
"You are so good old man." Butt said: "Send you a meeting first." Then, he inserted the manipulator into the data port of the central computer. After a few minutes, the electronic sound of the data transfer sounded, and the opened the virtual screen.
"This mech is ..." Boswell jumped up suddenly. He couldn't believe his eyes: "[God's gift]!"

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