CH 162
The Return of The Lord God
The two men were a little drunk, and one of them asked, âHey, man, how did we walk into a dead end?â
âWe walk this alley every day. How can it be a dead-end? â The slightly fatter man squinted his eyes and looked forward, âHey, man, youâve had too much to drink. This isnât a wall, this is a guy making out with a chick and having sex. I can hear the sounds.â
âHahahaha, youâre the one whoâs drunk!â The thin man twisted the fat manâs ear, âListen, thereâs no sound. How can you have sex without sound? Itâs not lovemaking at all. â
The fat man burped and slurred his words, âHey, whoâs in the way? Get out of the way or Iâll tear you apart.â
Out of the darkness came a âhaha,â âHello there, little thieves.â
âHey, what did he call us? Little thieves?â The thin man slapped the fat man on the shoulder and said, âThis brat doesnât want to live.â
Without warning, two blinding lights suddenly lit up from the other end of the dark alleyway.
The fat man and the skinny manâs eyes ate up the pain for a moment and panicked as they covered their eyes while cursing, âThat dead one dares to mess with us! Does he want to die? â
The two had awakened from their drunken stupor.
After adjusting to the bright light, the fat and skinny men slowly put down their hands and opened their eyes. However, they could only look around and dared not look at the source of the bright light directly.
Bai Lixin patted Gharâs shoulder and said, âTurn the brightness down a bit, or it wonât be fun.â
Ghar obediently adjusted the brightness to a comfortable intensity.
Bai Lixin didnât rush to clean them up but waited for them to get used to it before laughing. âOh, Iâm sorry. Thereâs a bug in my robotâs program, so it always turns on the bright light automatically. Are you two okay? â
There were two pale rays of light shooting from Gharâs eyes, and in the dim light, the two men could make out the money bag pinned to Gharâs waist.
The two, who had now sobered up, brightened up. Just when they wanted to get some money, another robot came along to give it away! What a lucky couple of days.
They looked at each other and laughed happily as they gave each other a high five.
The boy seemed to be a human, and the one beside him with bright eyes was definitely not a human. He was one of the legendary simulated robots of Helium Planet.
Rumour had it that there were not many simulated robots produced on Helium, and they had all been recalled. Their materials and kinetic energy had become a rare commodity since there were very few simulated robots in circulation.
Hahaha, this little brat, there is an open way to heaven, but you donât go, instead, you decide to break into hell.
Whatâs the point of having such a robot around?
The robotics three laws state that robots cannot harm humans, so to make such a loser a hero is useless.
With this in mind, the fat man and the skinny man strutted forward arrogantly.
Bai Lixin hid behind Ghar with a timid look on his face.
The two menâs confidence was boosted when they saw the timid look on the young manâs face. Their chests rose higher and their arms flung wider as they came to Ghar.
The fat man tilted his head with a disdainful look at Ghar. What was the use of having such a tall and imposing figure? In the end, wonât he just stand still and be beaten by humans?
The thin man, on the other hand, had his eyes fixed on the money pouch pinned to Gharâs waist.
They looked at each other again and said, as if no one was watching, âKnock the little brat out, then drag the mock-up robot back. Weâll disassemble it, extract all the materials we can use, and sell them for money. Weâll make a fortune. â
âYeah, yeah! We shall go back to that bar in a few days. There are so many girls waiting for me, hahaha. â
There was no law for the benefit of robots. They were seen as props for humans. They are hazed, robbed, stolen, and even dismantled, but the humans remain innocent.
This dysfunctional law also allowed some hooligans to see the loopholes. They specialised in stalking robots who were out alone, robbing and dismantling them for profit.
At this point, the fat and thin men were planning to do the same thing again.
Only this time, there was one more obstructionist in the form of Bai Lixin.
Although Gar was tall, they didnât see him as a fighting force because of the three laws of robotics. No, to be precise, they didnât see Bai Lixin as a fighting force either.
The skinny man had already struck, his hand reaching for Gharâs waist. He was about to touch the money bag when Bai Lixin suddenly snatched it from behind and yanked it off Gharâs waist, hiding it behind him.
Bai Lixin was so fast that the thin man did not react at all.
He looked at Gharâs empty waist. The duck in his mouth had just flown away?
The skinny man was furious and punched Gharâs waist twice, saying, âGet out of my way or Iâm going to slit my wrists. To prevent me from slitting my wrists, you need to cooperate with me and get out of the way. â
The three laws of robotics state that robots are not allowed to harm humans or stand idly by when they witness a human in danger.
They have repeatedly succeeded with little effort due to this blackmail. Robots would meekly deliver their money bags to them and cut off the power themselves, allowing them to do whatever they wanted.
But today, they were destined to kick the iron plate.
Instead of getting out of the way, Ghar took the two men by the wrists with one hand.
The fat and skinny men froze. The next thing they heard was two crunching sounds before their faces went white with a grim look of pain.
âAhhhh!!! My arm, my arm!!! â
âOh my God! My arm! It hurts so much, aah! â
The two menâs arms were twisted into extremely bizarre positions. Ghar only broke Graversonâs arm once before, but these two had their arms twisted to a hundred and eighty degrees as if they were in a knot.
From the elbow to the fingers, all the bones in their arms were shattered.
The two men rolled on the ground in great pain, their foreheads covered in a cold sweat.
Bai Lixin poked his head out from behind Ghar and handed the money bag back to him, âTsk, tsk, tsk, it hurts just looking at them. Iâm afraid this fracture will never heal. Oh, let me warn you, in addition to the bug, my simulation robot will attack anyone who wants to hurt me, and you were planning to hurt me. â
The two men helped each other up while enduring the pain and said, âWait for me, I will let our boss take care of you! Wait for me! â With that, they ran towards the entrance of the alleyway.
Bai Lixin stepped out from behind Ghar with a smile on his face and ran up to the two men. With a stomp of his foot, he put his leg forward, and the two men tripped and fell to the ground.
With two loud thuds, the fat man and the skinny man fell heavily to the ground, crushing their noses, knocking out their teeth, and their mouths filled with blood.
Bai Lixin bent over and sneered, tugging the two men by their collars like chickens as he easily lifted them, âTell your boss? Hahaha, your boss will hate you because you are letting your boss meet his death. â
âCome on, I wonât run either. You take me to your boss. Iâll save myself another errand and end-all of you in one go today. â
The two menâs faces were swollen and already covered in blood; tears and snot fell as they begged, âMaster, you are the master; please spare us. We were wrong, we deserve to die, we are bastards, we wonât dare to do it again! â
Bai Lixin took in their pitiful appearance but did not feel the least bit sympathetic.
He remembered Rubbishâs much-abused body when he was first found. Do robots have no feelings? Donât robots feel pain? Donât they deserve respect because they were created by humans? Should they be discriminated against and driven away by mankind?
Bai Lixin pondered over the questions Ghar had asked yesterday, one after the other; if he hadnât had personal contact with robots, he might have thought they were just systems. But in the past few days, he had gotten to know Ghar and Rubbish.
How could a robot not have feelings? Were Rubbish and Ghar fake? Rubbishâs cute cluelessness, Gharâs thoughtfulness; these werenât personalities that could be moulded just because of a system. He was sure that they must have spontaneously developed minds of their own, that they had become new individuals.
These robots deserved to be treated with more respect and dignity; they should not be treated as mere tools of life; they should be taken seriously and treated equally as humans do. âYou robbed an old counter droid of his money the other day.
Do you remember?â Bai Lixin asked indifferently, with a morose coldness in his voice.
How could the two men dare resist? The fat man hurriedly replied, âRemember, I remember, big master.â
âWhere did all the money go?â
âThe moneyâ¦.moneyâ¦â The fat man hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly replied when he saw Bai Lixinâs eyes turn cold, âWe spent it all.â
âWhat about the energy device?â
âOur boss has been collecting energy devices recently, so I offered it to our boss.â
Bai Lixin let go of the two menâs collars and said, in a condescending manner, âSince you stole the energy device, stand up and lead me to it.â
Even if it was scrapped, it was Rubbishâs energy device. No one had the right to use it.