After falling in love with the exhibits of the ghost museum

Her head was so painful that it was about to explode, Mo Louxin subconsciously huddled together, holding her head with her fluffy little paws.

Two big furry ears were pressed down by his little paws.

W's already insensitive expression system was directly paralyzed, he pursed his lips, completely at a loss, this cat was suffering.

A huge but extremely unstable strange energy overflowed from Bai Tuanzi's body, W frowned and calculated for a moment.

His pitch-black eyes were completely scarlet. He was checking the kitten's data, and found that this pompom was in crisis.

In just three seconds, w gave the cat an injection after extremely complicated calculations.

It is a soothing agent that is effective in uplifting the spirit of the human species.

But he couldn't guarantee whether it was under good control. The effect of one injection is still obvious, at least the cat's little face is not so wrinkled.

Mo Louxin did feel a faint force helping him control his irritable energy.

Let the process of forming the soul orb not be so miserable and painful.

Lifting her little head, she looked at W, blinked her wet eyes, and Mo Louxin leaned over and slipped into his arms.

There is an unfamiliar smell in the nostrils, mixed with a little machine smell.

It was only at this time that Mo Louxin realized that this seemingly normal person was actually formed by a bunch of machines.

Silicon-based organisms are indeed not the same as carbon-based organisms.

Carbon-based organisms are like them, with flesh and blood, while silicon-based organisms are completely machine intelligent life.

But even if this guy's race is not the same, Mo Louxin can still sense the unique tenderness inside him, and he feels the warmth in his embrace.

Presumably, this guy was worried that he couldn't stand the cold, so he deliberately raised his body temperature.

w's scarlet eyes gradually returned to normal color, he stretched out his fingers, and tentatively touched the cat lightly.

The ear was poked, Mo Louxin raised his head, and gave a "meow" sound.

Startled by this soft and childish voice again, w inexplicably had the illusion of itchy ears.

Must be an illusion.

Neli thought so, but his fingers couldn't put it down, they didn't move away from the cat's body, and couldn't help touching it.

Mo Louxin shook her ears, stretched out her little paw, pulled her finger over, and put it in her arms.

W was astonished, the chips were beating crazily.

After a moment of silence, w: "How did you become like this?"

No human being has the ability to transform before, this is the only one, he finds it very strange, and also has some worries.

Although cherishing the human race is to protect existence, there are still some extremists who don't like purebred creatures and hope that these existences will be destroyed.There are also some crazy experimenters who work hard for the sake of purebred humans. They will choose to sacrifice a certain rare race to study the genetic chain of the evolution of most races.

No matter what kind of molecule it is, it is a great threat to the mutant kitten in front of him.

He is the intelligence of the first generation. After countless evolutions, he now has the absolute right to speak in the imperial capital, but terrorists are not among them.

w caressed the cat's soft little body, and the fluffy white hair ran across his fingertips.

As a silicon-based creature, for the first time, he had a little interest and very little concern for carbon-based creatures.

In fact, before today, he didn't like these weak or even incapable of survival.

Mo Louxin's stomach growled, and he scratched his ears silently.

Speaking of which, in the past few worlds, his food intake has been increasing, and he has been in a state of insufficient energy.Now he is starving to death.

With a flash in his pensive w eyes, he pressed the button and gave the order.

Here, the concept of hierarchy is very strict except for those horrible guys who will not abide by it.

The status of the first generation w is extremely high, and he almost promises everything he says.

He linked the Internet to find information about cats among hundreds of millions of materials.

But obviously, there is very little information left by extinct cats, and there is even no knowledge of keeping cats.

W's data flow is chaotic, and the inside is not very happy, full of a trace of expectation.

After shutting down the network, his eyes turned red, he carefully observed the cat's data, and began to calculate the best and most scientific common sense about raising cats by himself.

Obviously, genetically mutant kittens, which are different from pure-blooded humans, need to be redefined.

w can only calculate that Mo Louxin needs a huge amount of energy, but cannot calculate the cat's favorite taste.

He was silent for a long time, and felt troublesome for the first time since he became conscious.

It's very confusing.

Undecided, w finally decided to find all the food that is good for the cat's growth, and choose what the cat likes by himself.

Silicon-based organisms do not have high requirements for their own survival, and many have not even thought about this problem.

But carbon-based creatures, especially rare species, will clamor for things they desire every day.

The efficiency of the robot is extremely high. Five minutes after the w command was issued, a row of conveyor belts unfolded from the door, and a lot of food came.

W stared at the plated things on the conveyor belt, still frowning.

He has been paying attention to the situation of the cat, and found that the data has not changed after he saw these foods.

Obviously, these don't seem to be enough to make cats like and happy.

Mo Louxin really didn't have any pleasant thoughts, not to mention that he didn't know some ingredients, and the ones he knew were raw, and they were strangely confused.

It seems that the taste is very bad. Under the arrogance of the boss, he has already attached great importance to his appetite.

Now I see some vegetables, and I will not be moved.

W was puzzled, carefully carried the cat over, picked up the food from the conveyor belt and sent it to his nose.

Smell it, maybe you like it?

Mo Louxin did cooperate very well with shaking her wet, pink nose, then raised her head calmly: "Meow."

w: "You don't like it?"

Pure-blooded people drink soothing agents and nourishing agents on weekdays, don't they like this?

After thinking about it, he picked up the nutritional supplement and brought it to the tip of his nose.

A faint spicy smell rushed into the nostrils, and Mo Louxin's soft meat pads directly covered his nose.

Very good, the expression is clear, w thought silently.

He clearly understood that cats don't like nutritional supplements, and he picked up a few things to test a few times, and then he frowned in confusion.

Do not eat?

If it was a normal day, he would probably get impatient and take a nutritional injection directly, and then make a fuss.

But holding the pompom in his arms like a small heater, facing those watery cat pupils, he couldn't let go no matter what.

This strange emotion sent a turbulence flying through him.

Mo Louxin really couldn't accept that kind of food that smelled like durian.

Although he knows that some people like 'stinky tofu' and 'durian', but to be honest, he is really picky.

The conveyor belt was still rolling, so w hugged the cats and looked at them one by one.

After dozens of teleportations, facing the still unmoved cat, w deeply realized one thing, it won't work like this.

He took a deep breath: "233, you can tell me what you like."

Mo Louxin paused, what's his name?

Chicken Little Wing covered his sharp mouth: "233, I'm calling you."

Mo Louxin froze for two seconds, and the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely. He only had a code name, or was it such a strange number?

Ji'er secretly told him: "There are billions of silicon-based organisms here, and there are less than 300 human beings."

Mo Louxin wiped his face, he felt more and more precious about himself.

However, it can still be seen that these silicon-based creatures treat them like lower animals, not even the giant pandas in the zoo.

After all, they have unique names, and those who are favored will be collected from all over the world.

For example, Tuanyuanyuan.

He only has three numbers left as his name?

Ji'er: "Don't be dissatisfied, Your Highness, he is still one of the best bosses in the world. He only has one letter."

There are so many things in this world that are synonymous with production dates and serial numbers.

Mo Louxin was suddenly full of repulsion towards this gray world, even intelligent robots are not independent.

w I don't know what Mo Louxin was thinking, but he still noticed the subtle change in the cat's mood.

He was very puzzled, and even scrolled through countless data.What did he say that made this mutated cat feel like 'unhappy'?

Mo Louxin sighed, and said in a childish voice, "I don't want to be called 233."

W was stunned, and the data calculation almost collapsed. This is a very strange problem of dissatisfaction.

After pondering for a moment, w asked: "Why?"

Mo Louxin: "I want to have my own unique name."

w at a loss.

Mo Louxin: "Call me Mo Louxin, I changed my name, 233 is not a name at all, and I'm not an ornamental."

W was silent for a long time, he had nothing to say.

Inexplicably, he had a strange sense of identity, secretly chewing on the cat's new name twice.

Mo Louxin continued in a milky voice, "I don't want to call you w either."

W's body froze, and I couldn't say the reason, but there was a feeling of shock.He never doubted or protested about it.

But when he heard that the kitten had chosen a name that seemed very tall, he was also secretly excited.

Opening his mouth, w said, "Then what do you want to call me?"

Mo Louxin took his hand, "Let me give you a name, how about Mo Xiao?"

With his surname, called Xiaoxiao.

Ji'er was extremely shocked, Little Mozi blatantly took advantage of his highness, the Great Aussie Empire.

Ji'er secretly frantically dissed: "I've never seen such a brazen person like you, do you know how shameless you are?!"

Mo Louxin glanced lightly at the chicken, and it immediately fell silent.

Well, its rank is pretty low.

W's pupils shrank suddenly, he never thought that he would have a name, and he didn't think it was a bad thing in the past.

Until, after the cat gave him a name, he suddenly had a feeling...

He also has a real sense of being alive.

Speaking of which, in ancient times, when humans controlled the world, even a favorite plant might have a name.

But they are now a paradise for silicon-based creatures, and they have only codes from the beginning, and they are born with codes.

No one named them, and they never felt wronged.

w is the first generation, so it was replaced by a single letter. It used to be an honor, but he suddenly felt that the past self was very empty.

"Mo Xiao..." Suddenly having a name, w lowered his eyelids and muttered in a low voice.

Mo Louxin: "Yes, Mo Xiao."

Mo Xiao suddenly raised his head, stared at the cat, and suddenly felt a burning sensation in his chest, a completely unfamiliar feeling, which he didn't hate.

Mo Louxin blinked her round cat pupils, "Mo Xiao, I'm very hungry."

Mo Xiao's data fluttered wildly. It can be said that he felt his whole body was light and light. He didn't know that this sudden emotion was called "happiness".

I heard the cat's stomach 'cuckling' again.

Suddenly, Mo Xiao felt strange, it turned out that flesh and blood creatures could growl in their stomachs.

It is the first time that he has been in contact with a carbon-based creature for such a long time.

Everything about cats intrigues him.

For some reason, after having a unique name, he has a strong affection for the cat that gave him a name.

Mo Xiao felt that he should take good care of him, a feeling overflowing from the soul sealed in the chip.

Mo Xiao opened his mouth: "What do you like to eat?"

Mo Louxin: "I hope you can cook me some food."

Mo Xiao was stunned, there was no such instruction in his program at all, he never had the idea of ​​cooking for others, never.

However, after the kitten brought it up, all he could do was panic from the inside out.

Not a trace of displeasure.

As if seeing Mo Xiao's embarrassment, Mo Louxin licked the little meat pad and pointed to the fresh food on the conveyor belt: "These can be braised and eaten after processing."

Mo Xiao blinked, stared at the plate of fresh shrimps and fell silent.

Teriyaki is...

As the existence with the most complete database, today he is still deeply aware of how ignorant he is.

Mo Louxin gesticulated with his small paws and told him about the concept of braised sauce.

Of course, he doesn't have much experience, and he can't speak clearly, but fortunately, the boss is worthy of being a boss, and he is self-taught.

After careful calculation, Mo Xiao searched countless information, and finally figured out the soy sauce.

He let out a breath of foul air slowly, surprised and unable to say anything in his heart.

Mo Louxin covered her dull and aching head, then rubbed her belly: "I can do it with you."

There was nothing wrong with this sentence, but Mo Xiao instinctively rejected it.

He had an inexplicable deep-seated cognition of 'absolutely not let this cat move its paws'.

There is no kitchen here, but luckily Mo Xiao is decathlon capable, he can create countless tools by himself.

Mo Louxin stared at him and wiped it, and with an extra shovel in his hand, he froze.

Ji Er's eyes widened: "Your Highness seems to be more handsome."

Mo Louxin secretly covered the cat's face: "I was just thinking, the boss has already turned into this steel body, how can we be intimate in the future."

Chicken choked: "..."

Ji'er is serious: "Isn't it harmonious to reduce sports that are not suitable for children?"

Mo Louxin glanced at it quietly.

Jumping from the conveyor belt to Mo Xiao's shoulder, Mo Louxin stretched out her small paw and poked that face.

Mo Xiao froze: "What are you doing?"

Mo Louxin: "Are you in pain?"

Mo Xiao: "...it doesn't hurt."

Touched his ear again, but still got the same answer, Mo Louxin was very distressed.

Mo Xiao has been paying attention to the kitten's data, and found that he was "unhappy" again, and his whole body was stiff.

He was almost at a loss, what did he say that caused the cat's discomfort?

Mutated cats are really hard to understand.