Chapter 731

Early in the morning, the sun has not yet risen from the skyline of the city, the eastern sky has been diluted, and the earth is still gloomy. Kamsky slowly opened the garage door, and the induction light came on - a row of simple long tube fluorescent lamps with poor quality and serious stroboscopic flicker. Kamsky felt that sooner or later they would destroy his vision.

"You're late, sir." In the middle of the parts and workpieces piled up everywhere and the disordered work table, the iron sheet robot in the shape of a bobbin actively beckons.

"It was an accident, and I didn't come back late, I stayed up all night," Kamsky said, slowly sitting on a dirty old green plastic chair with a mysterious and strange smile on his face. "Ra2, did anything special happen last night?"

"Looks like someone has a lucky day?" Ra2 sends out a series of electric sound and strong laughter. Her voice sounds like a highly intelligent urban ol, but the quality of the voice components from the second-hand trading website is a little poor, just like an electric eel stuck in her head like a tin ball.

Kamsky covered his face shyly. "Oh, my Nanta, you won't believe what happened last night. Oh, my God, I -- "he lowered his voice," actually... "

"Have you had an affair?" Ra2 has a flat tone.

"You know that?" Kamsky was shocked. "Is your logical analysis so strong now, my good Nanta?"

"Maybe." Ra2 is like the boss's machine wife, making a languid voice, "it's not an affair to have reproductive activities with a woman who is engaged in illegal work. Did you give her money?"

"No!" Kamsky turned red.

"Oh! That's a real affair, or a free meal, my good husband. Congratulations on getting rid of your miserable virginity

"Well, it's not sad. I think it's good to be single..."

"Single is not a virgin. There should be a big addition to your resume: in the field of sexual history - having an affair with a prostitute. "

"Pay attention to your words, Nanta. That's a vicious remark. I didn't teach you to say such hurtful things." Kamsky leaned back comfortably, closed his eyes, and stroboscopic light penetrated his eyelids, alternating with a red halo.

"Sir, sir, although you are a ripe apple in your body, you are still a child in your heart. Can't you tell I'm jealous? " Ra2 was dissatisfied, like a wife who found her husband cheating.

"Are you jealous?" Kamsky wondered.

"Yes

"Wow, that's true," cams said. He got up, walked around the desk, came to the low ra2 body, and patted its square head with welding seams. "Good job, Nanta, your intelligence is improving. I'm very glad."

"That's not the point! Whoa, forget it. Just keep your cool, playboy

Kamsky shrugged. "Nanta, it's time I started making money."

"What? Don't you hate dealing with people? Can a simple and hasty physical activity really change a person's character? Oh, now I know why men think with their lower body. Look at you, good sir, you have grown up a lot overnight. "

"I have a reason to make money. Originally, if it was just us, we could survive. But now, McCarthy needs a better environment. You don't know how bad her place is."

"No, I know. I saw it. Did you forget that I can monitor your surroundings through your bracelet?"

"Oh, that's right," Kamsky said, rubbing the black electronic rubber wristband on his left wrist. "It's really hard to notice. Should I turn off your authority?"

"No! Oh, Mr. Kamsky, you really hurt my heart, huh

Kamsky yawned. "Sorry, Nanta. But it's really necessary to make money. "

"Would you like to socialize for the woman you met?"

"No, of course. However, we can play with stocks, even retail investors can make a profit. Isn't the U.S. stock market very good recently? "

"Ha! Would you like to believe in a stock system that can fuse four times in a month? It's so funny. "

"Look, Nanta, I don't think I can go on being muddled. There are countless opportunities to make money in front of me, but I just let them go, because I feel that with you and me in my life, we are a perfect one, and I can meet my material and spiritual needs. "

Ra2 interrupted: "but now we have outsiders in the perfect combination! The third person. "

"Isn't the triangle very stable?"

"But man has only two natural genders."

"Five, to be exact But there are three kinds. You're the third. You're not a man, you're not a woman, you're a machine. "

"Come on, my heart is a woman, but also your own, I am your weakness, weakness."

"My armor, too." Kamsky smiles and caresses ra2's iron shell."The key is that I am a woman, and I belong to you alone. You think three people together will be triangles, but it's actually a seesaw. I can't be the fulcrum in the middle. I will only be on your side and hang that woman up. In mid air, she will fall to death!"

Kamsky shook his head. "I don't know. One night later, you became a love expert. I can't agree with you. That's it. At the end of the conversation, I should find some inspiration and apply for a patent. I'll check. Is it too late to develop plasma batteries now? " Muttering and yawning, he retreated into the small bedroom in the corner of the garage and pulled up the curtain to make it a small enclosed space.

Ra2's two lenses stare at the bedroom. The brown gray flannel curtain shows the light. Kamsky's shadow wavers between the folds. After a while, an empty coffee bottle flies out of the curtain and falls into the garbage can accurately.

……

Kamsky and McCarthy had a hot love affair. It's strange that McCarthy, who took the initiative at the beginning, was not very enthusiastic about Kamsky. This simple woman was actually generous and forthright. She rejected Kamsky's excessive kindness and only regarded him as a male partner who could chat and do sports.

In the next six months, Kamsky made the first bucket of gold in his life, 30 million US dollars, which is just the cost of obtaining his patent right. Those energy companies will try their best to obtain the complete license of plasma battery. Kamsky thinks that making money is very simple, just like fishing in a shallow dish, and now it's time for him to enjoy life.

Ra2 has been upgraded several times. Now it's time to call it ra5. The computer that carries her has also been greatly upgraded, and her body has got rid of the garbage can shape and has a complete and realistic human shape.

Another morning, at dawn, Kamsky walked slowly into his courtyard. In front of the door, ra5 crossed his waist and waited for him, "what's the matter, my hero, failed to woo?"

"Oh, Nanta, don't be sarcastic. McCarthy, she's having a good time, but I'm not happy

Ra5 whistled, "ha ha, she's much more powerful than I thought! I thought you were the one who hurt people, but the opposite happened. Did you give her the money? "

"Here it is."

"Did she take it?"

"No

"Hiss." Ra5 disdained, came forward, put his hands on Kamsky's shoulder, a beautiful face exudes a charming smell of oil, "then I can't do it for you."