NOVEL NEXT Chapter 305: Administrator Identity Instantly Exposed
"Just having two enemy factions appear in the replica is eerie enough." Xiao Siyuan said, "Have you ever thought about a more bizarre possibility?"
"What possibility?" Li Zheng asked.
The stitching was nearing completion, and Xiao Siyuan only needed to perform a few simple final touches. Thus, he wasn't as focused as before.
"I heard you mention that when the last three Cron were killed, the two robots looked at the bodies, seemingly sad." Xiao Siyuan gathered some Black Water to clean the stitched wound and said, "Before that, you'd killed several Kron Race members, why didn't they seem sad then?"
"Didn't I already say? Maybe those last two guys happened to be their previous masters."
Xiao Siyuan looked up and asked, "If Earth had the technology to make these robots, would you buy one to carry a Plasma Cannon with you?"
Especially given the power of these Plasma Cannons, which can easily destroy concrete structures and kill ordinary carbon-based lifeforms as if playing a game.
"What's the big deal?" Li Zheng replied indifferently, "It's just like the mentality of those who raise large dogs. Tibetan mastiffs are equally dangerous, yet some people like to keep one as a pet."
Humans can indeed be strange. Tibetan mastiffs can fight with tigers and lions, but some people are so terrified facing wild lions and tigers that they lose control, yet they aren't afraid at all when they see a Tibetan mastiff.
In terms of danger, Tibetan mastiffs and lions or tigers should belong to the same Tier.
Some people might believe that Tibetan mastiffs are dogs and can be tamed, so many people aren't afraid.
This mindset might not stand up to the hard-core pets kept by some Middle Eastern tycoons...
In fact, this kind of thinking is the scariest.
Let's put it this way... Among police dogs, military dogs, or other functional dogs, the number of mastiffs is very limited.
There are quite a number of news articles about Tibetan mastiffs attacking and even devouring their owners, can this not indicate a problem?
So, human nature is self-destructive.
If it weren't for domestic restrictions, some people would dare to keep any kind of thing as a pet.
"You've got a point." Xiao Siyuan nodded lightly, "But these robots were clearly made as war machines, not comparable to Tibetan mastiffs."
Indeed, regardless of their structure or any aspect, these scarlet robots should be classified as "weapons" rather than defined by the concept of "pets."
"So tell me then, about the so-called bizarre possibility." Li Zheng became interested.
Xiao Siyuan grabbed a bandage, wrapping it around the stitched wound while speaking in a low voice, "Or maybe... the robots are the real Kron Race themselves?"
Li Zheng's face slightly changed, "You mean..."
"How can Low Tier robots, which even Blood Armor can't destroy, possess such high intelligence and interact with people?" Xiao Siyuan snipped the bandage and hid the cut end beneath the already wrapped bandage using a special technique, "I suspect that the replica you entered this time might be a world where consciousness was exchanged, with the consciousness inside the robots being the actual Kron Race."
Consciousness exchange!
Li Zheng suddenly recalled that torn poster; could it be an advertisement for consciousness exchange?
"According to what you said, the emotions displayed by the robots in the end aren't just simple sadness." With Xiao Siyuan's mention, Li Zheng realized that the emotions the two robots showed at that time should be more of a remembrance than sadness.
The two Kron Race members that were killed were actually their previous bodies before the consciousness exchange, so seeing their former bodies being "killed" while they watched must have felt terrible.
Li Zheng thought, if someone were to dismantle his own body in front of him, he would instinctively want to stop them...
"So you should be careful. I suspect those two robots that have submitted to you might have hidden agendas." Xiao Siyuan washed his hands with clean water, which was both his habit and professional courtesy.
"You make a good point, I'll be cautious." Li Zheng saw nothing wrong with Xiao Siyuan's reminder.
With the injury treated, although still painful, his heart felt much calmer.
Old Xiao's medical skills are indeed reliable; he has healed far worse injuries than this.
Xiao Siyuan repeatedly washed his hands and advised, "Your self-healing ability is very strong. You will probably fully recover in three hours. Meanwhile, avoid letting the wound get wet, and try to avoid intensive activities to minimize the risk of infection."
With Li Zheng's current Physique, a common wound infection wouldn't be a problem at all.
But since this place isn't Earth, Xiao Siyuan advised Li Zheng to be cautious for safety's sake.
"I understand. Anyway, my exploration for today has ended, and barring any accidents, there shouldn't be any intense activity tonight." Li Zheng tried walking a few steps, hobbling awkwardly.
"Little Sakura's wing is slightly injured too; I called it in, maybe you can handle it while you're at it." Li Zheng had kept the little creature's issue at heart and took the opportunity to bring it up now.
"Sure, while I'm at it." Xiao Siyuan glanced at him, "Before you go out, put on your pants properly; after all, Lin Fengjiao is a girl, so always be discreet."
"...Damn!" Li Zheng looked down, embarrassed, having forgotten about it in his rush to get up.
After getting his pants sorted, Li Zheng went out to call in Little Sakura, so Xiao Siyuan could help with the Healing.
Li Zheng himself went to the fire pit, where Lin Fengjiao had indeed brewed a pot of tea, patiently waiting for him to come out.
Li Zheng sat down and discreetly glanced at the robot that had followed him out, feeling as though they were intentionally or unintentionally staring at his neck, possibly waiting to strike and snap it someday.
Were it not for wanting to keep them to obtain translation tools in the future and ask for information, he would have acted first to nip the danger in the bud.
Little did the two scarlet robots know that the master they'd just accepted was thinking about killing them.
"Why does Brother Li seem so preoccupied?" Lin Fengjiao slid over a delicate cup filled with fragrant tea.
"Oh, it's nothing, just some trivial matters." Li Zheng concealed his emotions, took a sip of tea, and his eyes lit up.
The tea was rich in flavor, reminiscent of grassy flowers after rain, coating his throat with lingering taste.
"This tea is great, where's it from?" Li Zheng studied the cup, but couldn't name the tea's origin.
[Rain Break]
"I grew and roasted it myself. If Brother Li likes it, I still have some here, you can take some back later." Lin Fengjiao's voice remained hoarse and unpleasant yet couldn't hide her delight.
"Who would've thought you had this skill." Li Zheng remembered old Xiao bought two Cultivation Dishes from her before, imagining Lin Fengjiao used one to grow the tea.
"Just lucky, I found a tea plant before, not high Grade, just Bronze Level, aside from flavor, nothing beneficial, nothing like the meals Brother Li makes." Lin Fengjiao poured him more tea.
"Cough...Being tasty is the best trait." Li Zheng coughed lightly to hide embarrassment; the dishes were really the stove's doing, unrelated to his cooking skills.
This fact was unknown to others, and Lin Fengjiao thought Li Zheng was a great cook, "Brother Li's dishes are delicious, always full of surprises, and now he's even become the admin of Channel 879."
"The food I make is just average..." Li Zheng initially felt embarrassed, then surprised, "How did you know I became the admin?"
After arriving, he hadn't mentioned even a word, right?
"Hehe, Brother Li hasn't checked the Regional Channel since returning, has he?" Lin Fengjiao giggled, "It's almost a riot there."
Regional Channel?
Upon teleporting back, the Regional Channel naturally showed information, and upon opening it, he found an extra label behind the channel number.
[0000879, Admin: Li Zheng]
Simultaneously, Li Zheng suddenly saw a name he almost forgot on the battle rankings.
Not Enough Money.