It wasn't until the two girls completely disappeared from sight that Chris turned around and stared at Wu Liao with straight eyes.

"Boy! To be honest, did you fall in love with my family's circle! Chris said as he hooked his hand around Wu Liao's neck.

Wu Liao was suddenly confused by this question that hit the depths of his soul. In fact, he doesn't know what kind of feelings he has for the circle, but he has saved his life many times, and besides, he is still so beautiful, and it is false to say that he has no good feelings.

"Boy! Let me tell you, Huanhuan turned out to be much more beautiful than this, and I can only use the impression of her to mend this face for her. The wrinkles on Chris's face were huddled together, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried.

Wu Liao blushed and waved his hand, and before he could speak, he actually saw a hint of obscenity on the uncle's face.

"Don't worry, the physiology of the hoop is complete! There's no problem doing that kind of thing. Chris lowered his voice and said softly in Wu Liao's ear.

Wu Liao suddenly had a few black lines on his face, and smiled awkwardly.

"It's all men! I know! Chris hugged Wu Liao and said, the smile on his face was even worse.

Wu Liao: ......

"But then again, I feel that the girl in the circle is a little interesting to you, don't let her down." His voice became a little more stern, and Wu Liao felt for a moment that this old man had become his father-in-law.

Habitat 021 is probably the only place in the world where humans and robots coexist. In the past few days, Wu Liao has always seen a lot of human beings coming and going at the window, although most of them are in rags, but they always make him feel kind. After all, even if a cold robot has emotions, it can't compete with the warm palm of a human.

It has to be said that the human agglomeration area is very poor. The Ryaulin Bunker can only be considered a small to medium-sized bunker, but the standard of living there is significantly better than that of Habitat 021. There are very few traces of robots on this desolate street outside Chris's house, and the shock of the first day here has disappeared without a trace.

There are no tall buildings, no eyes full of green, and even a decent flying machine rarely appears. It was noon, but the warm autumn sun had dispelled the cold, and the streets were empty except for a few human children playing football. Many of the low-rise bungalows around the area were built by the victims of the disaster, and the walls have been obviously damaged, and many of the walls have fallen off due to the shoddy construction.

Even so, there are many human spray paintings and murals on such walls, and it has to be said that the creative ability of human beings is unique in this world. Robots may achieve great results in technology, but art, which is something more abstract than it, can never be created. This may also be due to Phoebe's crazy fascination with human culture.

On the wall directly across from Chris's house, a terrifying image was spray-painted.

A figure in the shape of a human child, holding a leather whip, slammed into the robot in front of him several times his height. There were weeping eyes and a hideous smile on his face. The robotic body in the image is diagonally oblique, with two hands protecting the body. The large metal head was turned away from the human child, and its one eye was slightly red.

Spray paintings like this can be seen all over the street, and among these spray paintings, this painting can be considered decent. There was neither the frightening sense of gore and oppression, nor the eerie feeling that shivered all over. But this is the one that most attracts Wu Liao.

"Wu Liao, it's time to eat!" Huanhuan walked to Wu Liao's side and flicked his fingers on the top of his head, but he couldn't help grinning in pain.

"What the hell are you monsters!" Huanhuan said angrily, and dragged Wu Liao to the dining table.

The dining table was just a patchwork of three or two small coffee tables, and the sofa was too high, so everyone had to sit on the floor. Chris has already started to eat, and although the old man seems to have trouble with his hands and feet, every time he cooks, it tastes different.

Huanhuan sat next to Wu Liao on the carpet, and grinned to pick up the ramen in front of him and devoured it. The stinging sound made Wu Liao suddenly have an appetite.

"Ovillia? Aren't you a robot? Why did you start eating? Wu Liao's eyes widened, and he stared blankly at Ovilia, who was swallowing heavily.

After coming out of Chris's lab that day, Ovilia actually had a human face. Pale red shoulder-length short hair, deliberately permed into the shape of big waves, a pair of crystal blue eyes, delicate facial features and nose. At that time, Wu Liao was frightened, and according to Ovilia, this is the image of her favorite superhero Black Widow in her favorite human movie, the Women's Federation. Based on the movie, she customized such an appearance with Chris's machine.

At that time, Wu Liao had a three-hour debate with Ovilia from the perspective of robot ethics. In the end, Ovilia said, "The old lady is also a woman, and she also has the right to pursue beauty!" It brought an end to this farce of Wu Liao.

Ovilia was busy swallowing, her mouth was full of food, and she slurred her words: "It's all Uncle Chris, Sister Quanquan said that his cooking is delicious, so I specially customized a complete set today, the human smell, taste, digestive system and excretory system." She stared at the big blue eyes, and raised the empty bowl in her hand at Wu Liao: "Brother Wu Liao, it's really delicious, if you don't eat it, I'll eat it for you first!" ”

Before Wu Liao could react, Ovilia took it upon herself to snatch Wu Liao's dishes and chopsticks and ate them.

The wrinkles on the old man's face were twisted into a ball, and he laughed happily, looking at Ovillia with satisfaction. While turning around, he told Wu Liao: "There are still a lot of them in the pot, you can go and eat some more." ”

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Knock, knock, knock!"

There was a sharp knock on the door, the only visitor in the past few days, except for the robot commissioner who gave out the government's handouts.

Wu Liao stared at the door vigilantly, and he was stopped by Chris just as he wanted to open the door.

"You made quite a fuss the other day in Habitat 021, and I guess it's probably someone from the Security Service. I'll go see the situation first. If they don't come to me, I'll just send them away. Chris said.

He laboriously raised his crutches, and waited for Wu Liao to sit back before he walked to the door.

"Who!" The knocking continued.

"What's so urgent!" The old man complained silently, but his body had already moved to the door. He only opened a small slit and poked his head out, but his body was pressed against the door.

"Uncle, do you remember me?" Xiang Shan sipped a cigarette, leaned against the door, and carried a bottle of wine in his hand.