100 squats and 100 push-ups, it is difficult for any normal person who has not been trained to do it.

However, all this is just a warm-up for Qingchen.

With the spirit of dedication to the cause of resistance, the five female slaves came to the perverted housekeeper's room late at night, ready to endure humiliation and torture, and finally completed the assassination.

As a result, the development of things was completely different from what they imagined...

Too perverted!

However, at this moment, Qingchen looked at the five female slaves who wanted to assassinate him and waved their whip, and a crisp sound: "What are you waiting for? Start doing squats. The standard standard must be done, raise your head and chest, keep your upper body straight, and you can lean forward slightly; your feet are shoulder-width apart, you cannot arch your waist, your feet are parallel, and your toes are facing straight forward..."

The female slaves started squatting. Even though they usually worked in the villa, they were not good at seventy, and their backs were already covered in sweat.

Qingchen was sitting leisurely on the sofa and flipping through his phone, and a message came: "Please point the camera at them, I want to see it."

Qingchen: "..."

Just this evil taste can't even be punished by perverts.

He typed and replied: "Can you travel through the civilian networks of the Western Continent now?"

It took more than ten seconds to answer: "The nodes of the civil network have been divided by human data fortresses. The network structure here is very strange. I am currently on the first layer, the public network, and only social platforms can see public information and news. The second layer should be the private information layer. If I want to invade other people's electronic devices, I must break through the data fortress, but this requires a powerful quantum computer. How do I feel that this strange network architecture is specifically guarding against me."

Qingchen replied thoughtfully: "Maybe it's not guarding you, but guarding against another super artificial intelligence!"

In his speculation, the AI ​​and Roosevelt Kingdom in the superconducting world were definitely not so peaceful from the beginning. There must have been a conflict. In the end, the two sides reached a reconciliation within the scope that they could accept.

But because of this happening, the Kingdom of Roosevelt was so precautionary against artificial intelligence.

Qingchen looked up at the female slaves and said, "Did I ask you to stop? Keep squatting. The second one on the left is still 7. Don't act like I don't know. Do push-ups after doing squats."

The female slave was shocked. Is this a person? Do you have any perverted preferences?

Qingchen lowered his head and typed: "Did you see news about King's Landing?"

Yi: "I saw it... Actually, that person Fen Yi also left me a message and told me her choice."

At this time, Qingchen suddenly realized a problem: The way in which artificial intelligence life exists is really special:

When Yi replicates himself, although the two programs are the same, they are actually two lives.

For example, two exactly the same Qingchen here have the same body and the same memory, but suddenly one can only live in the superficial world and the other can only live in the inner world.

A year later, are they the same person?

No, they have different lives, make new friends, and even fall in love with different people.

So, the same is true for Yi.

Only when the two parts are summed together and exchange information can they be reunited into one, but the one on the fortress has no such opportunity.

The little girl who sat alone in the command seat of the King's Landing air fortress, quietly waiting for the last moment to come was a unique individual, with memories and souls that she had no other parts.

Therefore, the Yi on the fortress in the air really has to face death. She knows what she has done for Qingchen, and then faces her own demise calmly. Her code will not return to Yi's body, but will be formatted actively by her.

When thinking of this, Qingchen, who was originally calm, suddenly fell silent.

Qingchen asked in typing, "What message did she leave you?"

After a few seconds of silence: "I don't want to say... You might as well raise your phone and let me see the female slaves do push-ups."

Qingchen: "..."

At this time, the female slaves had already done 100 push-ups, and everyone was so tired that they were gasping for breath.

Qingchen calculated the 5-minute break and assigned a new task: "Come on, each person will do a hundred opening and closing jumps, and start!"

After saying that, he continued to lower his head and chat with Yi on his phone: "I will be able to save enough of the Mechanical Heart's money soon."

The price after discount of a mechanical heart is 130 million, which means 260 million superconducting coins were required. Qingchen previously led a team of 7 people to pass the level, and each team earned 14 million. In more than 20 hours, he led a total of 8 teams, totaling 112 million superconducting coins.

There are also the most realistic nanoskins that can feel the most real temperature, breeze, and there will even be fine textures on the bulletproof skin, as if pores will also breathe.

There are also stronger limbs, and pulse components that can be driven by the mechanical heart.

Although the prices are very high, at least Qingchen has found a way to make money and the unjust people who are willing to pay, right?

At this time, because of the opening and closing, the injections hidden in the female slaves' hair fell off...

They observed Qingchen's expression and made sure that the other party was looking at the phone seriously and did not look up. Then they felt relieved and quickly bent down to pick up the injection and hid it back in their hair.

Qingchen is really hard to hold back his laughter. He can't expose these people yet. If he exposes them, he will offend the rebels and kill people.

When the female slaves stopped after jumping 100 jumps and jumps, they were almost exhausted and paralyzed. Qingchen looked up and said, "Did I ask you to stop? Have you done 100 sit-ups. After doing it, repeat all the movements just now."

The female slave was about to collapse, and they took the initiative to say, "Sir, why don't we play something else?! Have fun?"

Qingchen ignored them, and he was not even interested in finding out the mastermind of the rebel army: "Sit ups, start."

After saying that, he lowered his head and initiated the news with Yi.

Yi didn't be polite to him, and had sent many models of robots: "The 27th generation of Light is good for cost-effectiveness, but its skin is very rough and can only sense temperature. The Meteor-21 generation is the latest model this year, and its plasticity will be stronger. It will be compatible with all modifications in the future... It's just that the price is a bit expensive, and it costs more than three million."

A robot worth more than three million is equivalent to a medium-level luxury car. Although the rules of the kingdom allow free people to buy robots, ordinary free people really can't afford it.

What they can buy is probably the boxy machine box, which is compatible with sweeping the floor, washing dishes and washing clothes, and it is good to do housework.

If you want to have a humanoid robot, you have to have millions.

At this time, Yi Yi didn't know how much money Qingchen had made, so he was a little nervous when he asked for it. She was embarrassed that Qingchen could not afford it.

Yi hurriedly said, "Forget these two are too expensive, I'll look at other ones."

She even comforted Qingchen: "Anyway, it's overused. You don't have to buy such expensive ones. It's good to be cheaper, otherwise it would be a waste."

Qingchen typed with a smile: "Buy, we must buy the best one. You are afraid that I won't make money. My current money in the superconducting world can cost more than 50 million yuan in Western Mainland cash. We must buy the best one for you."

At one moment, Qingchen thought of Yi's first body falling with the King's Landing, and felt that he had to give this little girl the best, and that others had also had one.

As soon as Qingchen said this, he immediately became surprised: "I thought you didn't make any money. Qingchen is so nice."

Qingchen looked up at the female slaves, and saw that these girls were so tired that they were: "Okay, you guys go back."

The female slaves: "???"

Brother, we did 200 push-ups, 200 sit-ups, 200 jumps, and 200 squats. We just wanted to be intimate with you for a while after finishing it and then kill you.

As a result, you finished us now and asked us to go back? Just go back like that?

Qingchen shook the whip in his hand and sneered: "Why, do you want to do another set?"

"No, no," said the female slaves of the rebel army quickly: "We'll leave now."

When the five girls walked, their legs were swaying, and they helped each other out.

When he arrived in the dim corridor, a black man slowly walked out of the shadow. He frowned and looked at the female slaves' sweaty and embarrassed look, and asked in confusion: "Has the butler killed him?"

The female slaves returned the injections in their hair to him: "I can't kill them, there is no chance, he will almost kill us."

The black man was stunned, and he looked at the sweaty female slaves: "Is he so powerful?"

The female slaves said, "You misunderstood. We did nothing when we went in. We just did physical training for a while..."

When the female slaves talked about the incident, the black people were stunned. What was the butler trying to train a killer?!

What a mess!

The female slaves helped each other and left. The black slave frowned and looked at the door of Qingchen's room, and hesitated for a moment whether to kill the butler with his own hands.

As far as he knows, the slaves' chip control program was not in the hands of Northon Kennedy. In order to save trouble, the noble child handed over the mobile phone with the control program to the butler to save, and all the matter was handled by the butler.

If he didn't kill the housekeeper, he would probably be killed before he could walk too far with Northon Kennedy.

After thinking for a few minutes, he finally retreated into the shadows. The plan failed and the rebels had to prepare a new plan.

...

...

Qingchen finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the footsteps outside: "I don't know what these rebels do. They are like a joke, and they can't even compare to the spades in the Federation."

Qingchen said to his phone: "I'm going to enter the superconducting world. You can play on the civil network for a while first. If someone approaches, you will ring the bell and wake me up."

Yi responded: "Don't worry, I'll help you see the wind."

Qingchen put on virtual glasses and realized that he entered the familiar white space.

This time he sat neatly in the white space and asked straight to the point: "Why help me?"

"How do you know I helped you?" AI asked gently.

"I only know you in the Western Continent," Qingchen said seriously. "So now you know that I come from the Eastern Continent. I have my handle, but I don't have your handle. I am curious about what you want to do? If you want me to help you fight against the Kingdom of Roosevelt, I think it's better to save money. I don't have that ability unless I know what help you can give first."

The AI ​​suddenly smiled and asked, "Then what are you doing in the Western Continent? Isn't it just to fight against the Kingdom of Roosevelt?"

Qingchen asked bluntly: "So, are you also an enemy of the Kingdom of Roosevelt?"

"It depends on how you define the enemy. If you refer to people who hate each other and are hostile, then the Kingdom of Roosevelt is not my enemy, because I have no hatred for them. But if you refer to 'the enemy of friends is the enemy', then the Kingdom of Roosevelt is my enemy."

Qingchen was stunned for a moment: "You want to make friends with me?"

“This choice seems to be good.”

Qingchen was silent. This so-called friendship came so quickly that it was a little unreal. He was full of doubts about the AI's attempt.
To be continued...