The Hibernating Beast

It's still fake

    Frank Webb, however, snorted, his cloudy eyes showing a bit of pride, "You don't have to worry about that, even if you send the Pitts to the state government for inspection, they won't be able to find out about the Skywolf system designed by old Ethan, as long as it doesn't go into the system detection of Corvo's class A and above. In a couple of days, I'll get you an anti-interference device, in the future, if someone asks, you can just push the problem to the anti-interference device."

    Kale Roman, however, closed the door behind him as soon as he entered, then took the metal ball out of his pocket and placed it on the coffee table, "Have you seen this thing?"

    By the time he reached home, it was slightly light.

    Aydan Tucker, still confused, stammered, "But, but brother, we, we don't have much power, what if we go somewhere else and we can't make it?"

    "Stop!" Kale Roman lifted his eyes to look at him, "You put away all those old habits of mine too, and pour me tea."

    Clay Fuller gripped a cigarette, a vicissitudes said: "Do not ask why, anyway, you remember, this is the old man in the road for ten years to get experience originally looked at nine things, but somehow missed, this is not bad luck, but this matter is beyond your ability, do not die, hurry up and stop, we should kneel down, the atonement will be make amends, and run away when we should."

    He seemed emboldened.

    Kale Roman was a little surprised and glanced over to Pitts, this robot that Ethan's father had left behind, so powerful?

    Frank Webb motioned to the couch and sized up Kale Roman for a moment before asking, "What have you gotten yourself into?"

    Kale Roman rinsed out his mouth, redressed in his trench coat, put the metal ball in his pocket, the dagger still handed to Pitts, then took Pitts with him downstairs to the door of 202 and rang the doorbell.

    The other set is the Skywolf system, currently level D, which can resist all dangers encountered in daily life and can even counter uniformed level weapons to some extent.

    Kale Roman pulled back a chair and sat down, "People are not robots, they change."

    Clay Fuller walks ahead with a cigarette in his mouth, "Sometimes the vision thing is more important than the ability."

    He glanced at Kale Roman, yawned, pulled the door open, then turned to go back inside while pointing to the small card on the coffee table in the living room, "I took my bracelet to get fixed, I'll save all the practice test questions from Schwartz Academy for you in there, take them back and do them yourself, ask Pitts if you don't know, come back to me if Pitts doesn't know , and remember to close the door on your way out."

    Clay Fuller was curious, but he would keep his curiosity in check. His instincts were always spot on, and the look in that girl's eyes just now, not to say fierce, even a little lazy, as if he wasn't even looking him in the eye, but when he met those eyes, he just felt something indescribably terrifying, more than being gutted by a class A weapon pointed at his head.

    It was the only thing that soothed his cold, hard heart in this strange world of pervasive cold light.

    Sweet, delicate, soft and smooth.

    "Placing an order on the Grey Network and using a system suppressor, not only is the other party hiding deep, they're not short of money, if they hadn't underestimated Pitts, this would have been a sure thing to make." Frank Webb held the metal ball in his hand and spoke to himself before raising his eyes to Kale Roman, "If you didn't offend someone, then what did they kidnap you for? You don't have the money you need, and you don't look good!"

    "It's a kidnapping." Kale Roman shook his head and motioned for Pitts to open the ash net and then recounted what had just happened.

    It doesn't make sense.

    And more importantly, he didn't call the police.

    Kale    Roman didn't think there was anything like this behind the scenes, both Ethan's father and mother were gone when he came here.Pitts was made by Ethan's father only in the third year after his daughter was born, most of what was recorded there in Pitts was about Kale Roman's upbringing, very little of Ethan's father and mother's life was left behind.

    Frank Webb and Ethan's father had been alumni of the military academy, and both had entered the academy's mech department with high marks back then, but were forced to end up in the information network and mechanical engineering departments because they were both genetically ill.

    Speaking of Ethan's father, Frank Webb couldn't help but sigh softly, "Old Ethan is a genius, but it's a pity that the materials used to make Pitts back then didn't work, if he had high quality source stones and enough starship grade flexible metal, and if he had been given a better source chip, his system could have risen all the way above a. Pitts as he is now, although his hidden system reached d, the strength of the metal on his body and the flexibility of his joints is only barely between f and e. Dealing with normal punks and ordinary guns is no problem, if the opponent uses a real d-rank weapon or a super biological mutant, Pitts won't be good enough."

    Frank Webb's nanny robot broke down again and had to answer the door with a cocktail of hair, apparently having just gotten out of bed with a heavy sleep in his eyes.

    The system suppressor is level e, and this system suppressor is useless to Pitts, the other party has every reason to suspect that Pitts' system may already be above level e. Civilian AI, unless specifically requested, could only be below e level. d System was already close to the system level of a government commissioner, and if it was found out, Pitts would be destroyed not to mention that he would face a huge fine and possibly even be prosecuted.

    Frank Webb paused before saying, "A genetic disease patient with no background, a short life, a weak body, and a family in tow, and a guy who can't do anything but research, wouldn't stand a chance of getting into Corvo. Besides Pitts was a gift from him to you, and if this hidden system was made public, you wouldn't receive that gift."

    "Okay, okay." Kale Roman hurriedly interrupted him, "Did Papa Ethan set the orders for you to come up with all this stuff?"

    And the other side had a clear target, his.

    Genetic disorders are inherited by up to ninety percent of the population, so when Kale Roman was born, Father Ethan designed and built an intelligent robot for his himself and secretly designed two systems for the robot, one at the f-level, just

    Frank Webb put the metal ball back on the coffee table and picked up the dagger again and looked at it, it was of good quality, not as good as the cold weapons used by the military and police special forces, but daggers of this quality were not just available, all dangerous goods, the government had very tight control.

    Intelligent devices with dual systems are not uncommon, many AI enthusiasts quietly put two systems on their robots, but whether they put two or four, detectors can detect them with a single scan. Pitts' system is different, his hidden Skywolf system cannot be detected without being activated. He was like a secret weapon, and no one knew, how far he would eventually grow.

    "And this." Kale Roman then pulled out the dagger again.

    "Good." The bouquet on the table disappeared, only for Pitts to then speak again, "Upon comparison of my data, since April 207 of the New Astral Calendar, your habits and preferences are completely different from what they used to be, except for the love of desserts, Miss, but there is nothing abnormal in your body when I test it, can you tell me why."

    Frank Webb was almost back to the door of the room when he heard the words and didn't think much of it, just turned his head at the sound, only to stand still and frown slightly when he saw the object Kale Roman had placed on the coffee table, "Where did you get this?"

    Pitts said, "A small range of holograms consumes zero.5 percent of energy for an hour, over an hour the energy consumption increases by ten percent, and if you boost your sense of touch, the energy consumption increases"

    Corvo is the capital of the planet O'brien, the Marshal's Palace, the Magistrate's Court, the Senate Chamber, the center of the Alliance's Parliament, the Alliance's top ten admirals, and those few Source Masters who are almost the equivalent of legends, are all located in Corvo.

    Who is it, exactly? Why?

    In Frank Webb's eyes, only a woman with big breasts and white skin, a thin waist and plump hips can be called beautiful, and a woman like Kale Roman can't be said to be ugly, only that he was born in the wrong gender. However, his unisex beauty is very popular among the younger generation, but in Frank Webb's opinion, it is because the kids have no life experience, so their aesthetics are wrong.

    Kale Roman went in and washed his face while Pitts brought out the cutlery, set up the dessert, made his black tea, and turned on the music, picking out a popular song of the moment. As the magnetic male voice slowly flowed out, a bouquet of flowers appeared on the table, their delicate leaves still covered in dew, their bones trembling and blooming, their fragrance instantly overflowing, followed by butterflies flying out and resting on their pink petals.

    "Why, it's a surprise." Frank Webb saw his expression and said heatedly, "Back in the day, if old Ethan had wanted to, he could have gotten into Corvo's institute with this hidden system alone!"

    

    Kale Roman shook his head and leaned his back against the couch, his posture loose, his face just uncomprehending, not frightened.

    "Yes, it's all about the love you have from Mr. and Mrs. In my database, you like to have flowers and music with you when you use dessert." Pitts said while watching the micro expression on his face and asked, "Did you not like the flowers today? Or did I choose a bad song? Do you need to change them?"

    Kale Roman sat at the table with him elbows on the table and his chin crossed between his fingers as he looked at the two murderous weapons on the table.

    Kale Roman came out of the bathroom with a little water in his short hair, a few of his bangs sticking up in front of his forehead, revealing thick, dark, handsome eyebrows, the corners of his slender eyes slightly raised, and a look of gangsterism with him oblivious eyes. When he entered the living room, he looked at the room of flowers and butterflies, and gave Pitts a glance, "Don't you use up electricity when you get so much chicken and dog stuff every day."

    He lives in 408 and Frank Webb lives in 406.

    Kale Roman said, "I'm confused too, but I don't think they're just going to give up, and I'm also worried that Pitts' dual system will be exposed."

    "So why isn't he in?" Frank Webb rarely mentioned Ethan's father, and now that he suddenly uttered such a phrase, Kale Roman couldn't help but wonder.

    Kale Roman: ""

    "The song is okay, the flowers," Kale Roman said and glanced at the bouquet on the table and snorted, "Put it away, it's fake, but it's still fake."

Kale Roman bought two crème brûlée, a piece of cheesecake and a box of soufflés, all freshly baked and made with real ingredients, and the slight weight of the bag in his hand made his feel a little better.

    People who live at the bottom and carry on a high-risk trade don't live for years without that eye and judgment. There were at least a hundred or eighty people who had been in the business with him back then, and there were no more than five, including him, who were still alive today with all their limbs and hadn't gone to jail.

    That's why, the smart system suppressor Aydan Tucker brought out didn't work on Pitts, and before walking into the entrance of the alley, Kale Roman turned on the Skrull system for Pitts.

    Holograms that even take care of the tastebuds are good enough to be faked. Many people here, who are not so well off to enjoy real nature, have spent their lives decorated with holograms.

    Pitts, who was always used to being silent in front of outsiders, interjected at this moment in time, "Miss, if you upgrade my system to a, then even if you enter Corvo, it won't be detected."

    Normally, a boy would have chosen to call the police when something like this happened in the middle of the night, but he didn't.

    Pitts placed the brewed tea in front of his, the warm scent of it wafting in, so he put that thought aside for a moment, picked up a small silver spoon, gently scooped a piece of caramel pudding into his mouth, and closed his eyes contentedly.

    Kale Roman raised his eyebrows slightly, always feeling suspicious of him opening his mouth at this time to get his own benefits.

    Kale Roman took both the metal ball and the dagger out of his pocket and placed them on the dining room table before asking Pitts to access the Grey Network to try and find information on the man who was going to kidnap his. Except he didn't have the special key for the Grey Network, and Pitts wasn't high enough level to track down personal information on the Grey Network, even if he could access it.

    Frank Webb asked, "Ran into a mugging?"

    If Kale Roman could have heard him at this point, he would have been deeply impressed.

    Frank Webb paused and turned to walk over, taking the dagger in Kale Roman's hand and looking at it, then picking up the metal ball and looking at it, an E-level Intelligent Systems suppressor.

    "Yes." Pitts discerned that it was a command and immediately executed it, while a new entry was automatically added to his database Kale Roman only liked flowers with life in them.

    Aydan Tucker followed up with, "Big Brother?"

    After dessert, it was dawn and people were starting to come in and out of the building outside.

    There was an inexplicable sense of superiority on that girl, the kind of superiority that he usually only saw on those super gene carriers. He had checked that girl before, he was clearly a genetic disease patient, but how could he have that kind of superiority feeling on his, that didn't take people seriously?!

    Pitts said, "But human habits and eating habits, statistically speaking, don't suddenly change."