CH 790
I'm Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl
Dr. Yu was a madman scientist who was determined to modify humanity. It was a waste of his talents to have him spend half the day to fix my phone.
I unfortunately bought a knock-off phone with a built-in chip designed by Fang Xin containing a backdoor, but I still canât throw it away immediately.
Itâs funny that others receive quests from good NPCs like âGandalfâ, but Iâm receiving quests from those evil BOSSES.
One of the tasks Ai ShuQiao gave me was to infiltrate the Happy Science Cult to steal a copy of their calculation program, the âKarma Calculatorâ.
I still couldnât throw away my phone in order to complete that task, or Fang Xin and Professor Bai might get suspicious.
Thatâs why Dr. Yu helped me fix my broken screen and helped me investigate the static noise during calls and why the power was draining very quickly.
âThe noise during calls was caused by an external impact and can be fixed by replacing the speaking, but as for the batteries being drained very quicklyâ¦â
Dr. Yu had a bitter smile.
âThatâs because Fang Xin increased the amount of monitoring services, so it increased the amount of power it uses. Itâs kind of like you have to feed an extra person at dinner, and that person is a spy.â
No wonder why the battery can only ever be charged to 90% after the charging failure incident. It turns out that there is a spy module stealing power! I thought it was because it was a knockoff, but it even created an illusion that the battery was being drained faster because it couldnât be charged full, how deceptive.
Luckily, the phone has a large power bank, so it lasts longer than regular phones even when the batteries were draining faster. The important part was to stop Fan Xin (or Professor Bai) from snooping in on me anytime.
The solution Dr. Yu provided was Dual SIM Dual Standby.
The Dual SIM Dual Standby phones that often appear on TV commercials were referring to phones where you could insert two SIM cards while also being on standby where the phone could have two phone numbers (for example, one would be used for local calls and one for long-distance calls).
After my phone was modified by Dr. Yu, it still only had one SIM card and one phone number, but it had two different hardware systems you could freely switch between.
When using Fang Xinâs hardware system, naturally, it would still be bugged. I can deliberately reveal some unimportant information, or even wrong information to the Happy Science Cult.
When using Dr. Yuâs system, I would be in safe mode. Even if Professor Bai was listening, he wouldnât be able to get any new information, it would only show that my phone was out of service.
The only way to switch hardware systems was to shake the phone 7 times quickly in the frequency of â3, 1, 3â, which feels a bit like the international call for help code âSOSâ.
I followed Dr. Yuâs instructions and did it once. It wasnât difficult, but it just looked like I was playing on WeChatâ¦
âWait. If you added another hardware system to my phone, and itâs also in standby mode at all times, wouldnât it consume twice as much power as before?â
Dr. Yu shifted his Google glasses with his left hand and he was still holding the soldering iron in his right hand. Next to him was a multi-meter connected to another open cell phone, which was Winnieâs Samsung phone.
Dr. Yu originally found it troublesome and wasnât going to upgrade Winnieâs phone, but was going to buy her a new one. However, since he was already modifying my phone, he modified hers at the same time so she could play games more smoothly.
B-2, who was a âpersonal assistant robotâ, also wandered back and forth in Dr. Yuâs room. From time to time, after Dr. Yu asked it a question, it would give an answer which saved Dr. Yu the time from checking online.
âItâs not twice the original.â Dr. Yu corrected me, âItâs at most 1.8 times.â
âWhatâs the difference between 1.8 and 2?â I said angrily, âIt basically uses more power than before after you modified it.â
âBeep. 2-1.8=0.2â
B-2 began calculating a math problem.
âGet lost.â I shouted at it in a bad mood, âIâm going to tell Ai Mi to chop you up with an Arcanite Reaper tomorrow.â
B-2âs expression was still âââ, but its cylindrical body leaned forward slightly as if it was crestfallen.
âBeep. I answered master number threeâs question, but he still treats me violently. Itâs incomprehensible, incomprehensible. B-2 is very depressed.â
It seems like it treated my rhetorical question as an actual question.
âItâs true your phone uses more power than before.â Dr. Yu replied while using a soldering iron to perform precision work on the circuit board of Winnieâs phone. Both his hands were extremely steady as if he was holding a scalpel.
âI compensated it by adding a advanced polymer battery that uses the latest technology. Open the battery cover and see if it was replaced with a new one.â
I opened the back cover of the phone as I was told, and found that the battery had indeed been replaced. Its size had instead become smaller and the empty space was used by Dr. Yu to add a second hardware system.
Dr. Yu sounded pleased with himself: âIt might be small, but it holds three times more charge than the original, so your phone will last longer on standby. The battery was the most expensive component of the modification. Just remember, donât throw your phone into fires.â
âI donât think you can throw regular phones into a fire either.â
âBeep. Lithium batteries may explode in a fire.â B-2 stated.
âYour phone is different.â Dr. Yu said seriously, âThe battery is the 4th generation polymer batteries. The benefits are its small size, but a negative is that it explodes in a fire. Itâs the type of explosion where someone will definitely be injured.â
I still didnât place much importance on it, âI think ordinary phone explosions will also injure people.â
Dr. Yu shook his head and pointed at my pocket with the hand that wasnât holding the soldering iron, âDo you often keep your phone in your pocket?â
âThatâs right.â I said as I slid the phone into the pocket of my jeans.
âHmph, if it explodes in your pocketâ¦â Dr. Yu paused, then said, âThen you should consider getting a sex change surgery because you wouldnât be able to be a man anymore.â
I was scared to the point I immediately pulled the phone out of my pocket.
âDr. Yu, whatâs wrong with you? I think you made a bomb, not a phone. How would I be able to use it now?â
âItâs not that big of a deal.â Dr. Yu consoled me, âI only told you the worst case scenario. As long as you donât let it come into contact with a temperature over 800°C, which is the temperature of a normal fire, then it wonât explode. Even if youâre present at the scene of a fire, I guarantee the phone wonât explode as long as your body hasnât caught on fire.â
âWhat if it explodes?â
âThenâ¦â Dr. Yu paused a bit, âIf it explodes, Iâll provide a free sex-change surgery. If you had more serious injuries, you can also choose to become half-robot. I mean, thatâs already the future of humanity.â
âYou can save that kind of future for yourself. I donât want to use it unless I test it first.â
I took out the battery from my phone and put it next to the stove, then I turned the fire up to the highest setting. I wanted to know what would happen to the battery when even your skin can only handle 3 seconds at this heat.
Dr. Yu didnât stopped me and appeared to be quite confident in the battery he chose.
âDonât let it touch the flames directly. As long as you put it to the side, you can leave it there for the whole day.â
It really didnât explode. 35 minutes passed and there wasnât even a single bulge on the surface of the battery.
I could finally put the battery back into my phone with my mind at peace. It was probably hard for my phone to explode unless I was burned at the stake like Giordano Bruno.
If I was like Bruno and sentenced to be burned to death by the Roman Inquisition, then I would keep the phone in my pocket and make sure we all die!
Explode! Iâll at least have my dick explode on your faces, ahahahaha~~~
As I was roasting the batteries, Dr. Yu finished upgrading Winnieâs phone and he handed it to me to bring it to her.
âNow it should have a quad-core and can satisfy Winnieâs needs.â Dr. Yu pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, âTake the phone to her, I want to have a smoke.â
Dr. Yu had a addiction, but he never smoked in front of his patients, which was a commendable medical ethic in this day and age.
Among the Three Musketeers of Stanford University, the âPoison Kingâ Klinger was Ai ShuQiaoâs hardcore follower, while Fang Xin was a bastard who scams people. Only Dr. Yu, who had some peculiar hobbies of modifying humans, couldnât be considered very evil.
It was a pity for him to be one of Ai ShuQiaoâs subordinates.
Although Ai ShuQiao intentionally sent Dr. Yu over to me to show me that the people who serve her are not only evil villains, but also can do good deeds.
If I hadnât spent some time with Dr. Yu beforehand, I wouldnât have made a deal with Ai ShuQiao earlier and would have rejected her right away.
Ai ShuQiao needed my blood for drug research, which was a hard requirement, an item that must be included in the deal.
However, she didnât really need me to infiltrate the Happy Science Cult to steal their calculation program, didnât she already have a spy there?
It felt like Ai ShuQiao didnât give up. As she said before, she wanted to transform me into a person more like her to prove that her influence was far greater than my father.
Making me go undercover was probably to test and hone my abilities and to check whether I was worthy of being nurtured any further.
Keep dreaming. I wonât be your lapdog even if you use your inheritance as bait. After completing this deal, Iâll draw a line in the sand with you. Neither Ai Mi nor I need you to raise us, Iâll find my own way to raise my sister.