GBP Chapter 165 Baby Robot 8
Chapter 165 Baby Robot 8
The robot headquarters has a huge building area, and employees are coming and going inside, but it remains quiet.
Song Xun slowed down his pace and walked normally.
The right hand with the stamp is tucked into the sleeve.
He looked no different from a human, and moved around the headquarters with ease, without arousing anyone's suspicion.
Everyone is focusing on the work at hand.
Song Xun walked back according to his memory of the way here, and was about to step into the exit hall.
——Countless text message receiving ringtones sounded at the same time.
Song Xun suddenly had a bad feeling.
Across from him, a man holding a file bag was looking down at messages. When he looked up, he saw Song Xun walking towards him. He compared the photo on the bracelet uncertainly, glared at Song Xun, and shouted at him as he quickly passed by.
"Catch him, he's an escaped robot waiting to be destroyed—"
In an instant, the whole floor became restless.
Song Xun ran towards the exit, but was still a step too slow. The guards outside swarmed in front of the gate and formed a solid human wall.
People kept coming from all directions and suppressed Song Xun in the middle.
Soon, people from the destruction department rushed over and caught the escaped robot again.
The man pinched Song Xun's face and panted, "You can run quite fast."
Someone urged: "Turn off his phone quickly, don't let anything else happen."
Several people found it a little weird that a robot could actually deceive them and almost let him escape.
"Okay." The man who was pinching Song Xun's face nodded, reached behind Song Xun's ear, and pressed the power off button.
Edmund Mansion.
Hutt tossed and turned in bed, and when Arnold didn't come back, he started yelling in a temper.
"Where have you been? Why don't you come back, Arnold - Arnold -"
After a while, no one came into the room.
In the past, whenever he called out or got angry, Arnold would appear on time, with an indulgent and gentle look on his face, as if he had no choice but to let him go.
It seemed as if she would always be by his side and would never leave.
Inexplicably, Hutt felt uneasy and an indescribable palpitation swept through his body.
He didn't even bother to put on his shoes and ran out of the room quickly.
Hutt went downstairs and searched everywhere, but didn't see Arnold.
"Where is Arnold?" He grabbed a servant who was in a hurry.
The servant shuddered and whispered, "I don't know, Master."
Hutt let him go and grabbed another person. The person being grabbed showed fear on his face and kept silent in the face of Hutt's questioning.
"I told you to speak!"
His sudden increase in anger frightened the two men so much that their faces turned pale and they stammered, "We really don't know, Master."
Hutt turned and walked away, heading towards the butler's room.
As evening approached, the lights in the long and narrow corridor had already been turned on, but Hutt felt that the road ahead was only pitch black, and the coldness surrounded him all the time.
Halfway through, he ran into the housekeeper who was walking out.
"Master, why are you here? You shouldn't be here." The housekeeper bent down. "You are barefoot. The servants' quarters are dirty and messy. I will carry you out."
Hutt waved his hand away: "Where is Arnold?"
The crisp sound of clapping rang out in the narrow corridor.
The butler didn't care. He stood up, much taller than Hurt, and said to Hurt who was staring at him, "You mean Arnold? I've sent him away."
"Where did you send him?"
Hutt stared at the butler and could clearly hear the slight tremor in his own voice and the sound of his teeth clashing against each other.
"Arnold failed to take good care of you, so it's unnecessary for him to stay here." The butler avoided the question.
"I said." Hutt repeated word by word, his green eyes turning red and revealing cruelty, "Where did you send him?"
For a brief moment, the butler saw the shadow of Marshal Surrey in him.
The people of Edmund's family are born with the spirit of bravery and war running in their blood. They are the sharp swords in the red battlefield, not the precious young masters who stay in the cradle and drink milk obediently.
The butler's eyes flashed with gloom, and he replied: "I sent him to where he should go."
The place to go...
Hutt soon got the answer and turned to leave. His arm was held by a big hand and the butler's voice came coldly from behind.
"Calculating the time, he has been destroyed now."
In one word, Hutt's body froze.
He felt that the voice in his ears was a false illusion, and he desperately hoped that he had heard it wrong, but the butler's voice continued, and every word seemed to pull at his flesh and blood, turning it all blood red.
"The controller in his brain will be completely dismantled, including sensors and all important parts. It may be used in other machines or it may be disposed of as waste."
The disappearance of humans from this world is summarized as death, while robots are replaced by the colder destruction, and are finally called a piece of discarded garbage without any regard.
Hutt wanted to cover his ears, his body making an unwilling roar, but every word of the butler was clearly imprinted in his mind.
At this moment, he could no longer suppress his hatred. He hated Edgeworth who betrayed his family, and he hated Isabel who was arrogant, selfish and hypocritical.
I hate myself even more for being so weak that I can only watch the people I care about leave again and again. I can’t protect the people I want to protect, and I can’t keep the people I want to protect.
Bloodshot appeared in Hurt's eyes, his emotions were pushed to the extreme, with only a glimmer of rationality left.
"let me go."
The housekeeper said, "It's useless for you to go there now. You may not even find his remnants. If you really like robots, I will bring you another one tomorrow."
The butler's words completely angered Hurt.
He wanted Arnold, not a robot, not just any robot—
Hurt's sudden struggle caught the butler off guard, but the power of an adult is ultimately not something a child can defy.
"You have to go to school tomorrow, so you'd better get up early - hiss." The butler suddenly let go of his hand, and a deep tooth mark covered the base of his palm, almost piercing through it.
He frowned and said, "You are so disrespectful and unworthy of a noble."
Hutt turned a deaf ear to him, ran anxiously into the corridor and knocked on the door on the right.
A man soon came out. He was the driver who was responsible for picking up Hutt.
"Go to the Robot Manufacturing Headquarters, now."
He gave the order in a tense tone.
The driver was rushed by him for the second time and didn't have time to change out of his pajamas: "I'll be right there."
The sound of leather shoes hitting the ground slowly approached, and the butler raised his voice and asked, "It's so dark now, will you be responsible if something happens to the young master?"
He looked at Hutt again and said earnestly:
"Don't blame me for meddling in other people's business. The Marshal and his wife told me to take good care of you before they left for the last time. I am doing this for the young master's own good."
The driver paused and looked at the butler and Hutt. He was in a dilemma for a moment. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said to Hutt: "Master, the butler is right. It's too late. Let's do it tomorrow."
Even when the Surreys were alive, the affairs of the castle were entirely managed by the butler. The subordinates were under his authority for a long time and developed the habit of obeying him in everything.
During the time that Hutt was in school, the butler was in charge of all matters concerning the castle.
Hutt took two steps back, staring at the butler, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance inch by inch in his mind.
Turned around and ran out towards the aisle.
The driver was shocked by the cruelty in Hutt's eyes. He turned to look at the butler blankly, but saw that he had a calm expression: "Why don't you go and bring the young master back."
Among the mountains and fields, only the ancient castle standing in the middle is shining with light.
Hutt ran through the dark shadows of the trees, and the cold wind pierced his face and ears like needles.
The perception of his body seemed to disappear, and he just thought he was running too slowly. It would be better if he could run faster, faster.
Arnold is not stupid at all. He will definitely not be destroyed as easily as other robots. He will wait for his own time.
There were several footsteps approaching from behind, someone was chasing after me.
"Master, please come back soon."
"It's too dangerous outside at this late hour."
"Master, the butler said..."
Various voices rang in his ears, and Hutt's head was stabbing and dissipating. He suddenly turned around and growled behind him: "Get lost——"
The people who were chasing stopped for a moment. They obeyed the butler's orders, but they were also afraid of Hutt.
The chaotic sounds in his ears disappeared, and Hutt continued to head down the mountain.
He took each step very long, as if he could throw the butler's words into the wind, catch up with time, and catch up with the miracle.
The winding mountain road takes too much time.
Hurt chose to walk in a straight line, under the guardrail, and walk on the steep slope holding on to tree trunks.
Keep crossing one seemingly endless slope after another.
My breath seemed to be mixed with sand and gravel, producing blood foam, and my feet were bruised by the uneven road.
The exposed face and hands were also scratched by the spreading branches.
The temperature in the mountains was very low. Hutt, who was wearing pajamas, turned pale and fell to the ground when he reached another guardrail.
He panted rapidly, and stood up with the help of the guardrail, but fell to the ground again due to exhaustion.
As expected, he is still so weak, so people around him leave him one by one.
Hutt stared blankly at his dirty, bloodstained feet. On the same night, Arnold squatted in front of him.
The adult man's broad shoulders and steady steps seemed to be cradling him.
It was the first time in a long time that Hurt felt safe and relaxed.
In fact, when he first saw Arnold, he felt an inexplicable surge of affection in his heart and wanted to be close to him.
But Hutt hated everything and everyone brought by the butler. He was on guard against any disturbance and was nervous and paranoid.
No matter who it was, he was in a state of defense at that time.
A string that has been kept tense for a long time will break sooner or later. The overwhelming negative emotions rushed towards Hurt at this time, making it hard for him to breathe.
Extreme ideas also emerge.
Hutt raised his head and looked straight in one direction.
That was where his parents died in battle.
So what if the Pound people attack us? It would be better to destroy the entire Koser Empire and wash this filthy area with blood.
It's so boring to calculate all day long. It's boring. It's really boring...
Let's disappear together...
The silent forest seemed to be affected by some invisible, self-destructive shock wave.
The birds that first sensed the danger were startled and flew away, circling above the bushes, chirping and screaming.
Beyond countless time and space, on the much-watched large screen of the void, a red dot is gradually spreading as expected, like broken rubble decomposing.
The progress value below continued to rise, and when it was about to reach completion, it suddenly stopped.
After a moment, it quickly retreated to a safe value.
In the noisy and silent mountain road, a gentle voice appeared like a light piercing the sky.
"How did you get yourself into such a mess, Hutt baby?"
The thick dark color in Hutt's eyes, who was sitting against the railing, stagnated and finally faded away.
He raised his head slowly and stiffly, as if he was afraid that it was just an auditory hallucination, and he looked cautious and at a loss.
On the downward sloping road, a familiar figure appeared before his eyes. Those gentle and calm eyes looked at him disapprovingly, as if blaming him for making himself so messy.
Hurt's body stopped responding and he could only stare at the figure, fearing that it would disappear before his eyes.
The figure approached him, and finally bent down and patted his head with his hand. The action was not respectful enough, but it made Hurt feel real and his reasoning returned to function.
It’s really Arnold, he’s not dead, he’s back.
Hutt raised his head for a long time, feeling the water running down his face, and all the resentment in his heart retreated.
He hugged Arnold's bent waist tightly as if he had survived a disaster, and his small body twitched rapidly.
He didn't cry when he faced the housekeeper and learned everything, he didn't cry when the servants tried to stop him, and he didn't cry during his difficult journey down the mountain.
But when he saw Arnold, he could no longer control himself and burst into tears.
"I thought...you were dead...gone..."
"I'll never see you again..."
Song Xun patted his back soothingly and coaxed him, "It's not that easy for me to die. You underestimate me too much."
"Really?" 996 said, "I don't know who almost died, and he's bragging here."
Song Xun flattered, "Then we still have you, you showed up just in time, you'll be my brother from now on."
996 snorted and said nothing.
996 really helped a lot in this matter. The moment the power off button was pressed, Song Xun really thought he was dead.
The expected situation did not happen, and he was surprised to find that his body was still under his control.
996's words "You're in such a miserable situation" pulled Song Xun out of his despair.
Those people thought it was foolproof, so they dispersed and relaxed their vigilance. Song Xun took the opportunity to escape.
The bracelet was linked to Hurt's account, so he wouldn't have to walk back in the airship without money. However, he didn't expect to meet Hurt, who was also in dire straits, halfway through.
Song Xun picked up Hutt and felt his cold body. He couldn't help but lecture him, "You are stupid. You ran out like this without wearing any clothes."
He lowered his head and continued to frown: "Don't put on your shoes yet."
Hutt lay on his shoulders and neck, gradually calming down his excessive emotions, his face pressed against Song Xun, and his hands tightly wrapped around his neck.
Her voice was still a little choked up: "I was so scared. I'm sorry."
It was the first time that Hutt heard words of apology and surrender. He walked slowly toward the mountain, half wrapping the child in his clothes.
"What are you afraid of? Isn't everything fine?"