"Help me make a game promo video, would you?" Su Xiaocai poked its cat ears, which were the receiver, very hard. She wished she could pet a real cat.
Wisdom 02: "The little triangle on top of my head doesnât feel great. I suggest you buy a plush toy instead, donât break mine.
"Can I extract some clips from your battle footage? Wisdom 02 can edit it into a spectacular film."
"Make it story-driven." Su Xiaocai whispered to Wisdom 02.
Ji Li listened as she quickly made up an exciting story, unable to stop himself from laughing. He shouldnât have thought she was just simply pitching a product.
With her speed at making up stories, sheâs undoubtedly a master of lying.
Yet he didnât feel offended by such lies at all.
Maybe itâs because heâs tried so many ways and returned disappointed every time.
Su Xiaocaiâs actions saved him from anxiety. Pretty good, at least now he only had to wait a bit to know the outcome.
In just two hours, the report came out, and Su Xiaocaiâs promo video had taken shape.
She leaned over to look at Ji Liâs medical report.
These reports were filled with densely packed words and data; the final conclusion had to be made by the doctors themselves.
All the data indicated that the gene collapse curve was stabilizing, showing signs of repair.
The usually calm Ji Li couldnât help but laugh out loud, as if the weight on his heart had been lifted halfway. He really had hope for a cure.
With a big hand, he rubbed Su Xiaocaiâs head, "Thanks."
The "bun" of her hair was messed up, with lots of frizzy strands sticking up.
Some strands even got caught on the buttons of his sleeve.
So when Ji Li let go of her, Su Xiaocaiâs head moved along with his hand, as if it was stuck.
Ji Li: "Not petted enough?"
Darn thing, her head buzzed, "My hairâs stuck, get it out. A tracksuit with buttons, thatâs just ridiculous."
Su Xiaocai wanted to forcibly yank out her hair to free herself, but Ji Li told her not to move.
Her hair was soft yet resilient, and pulling it out would hurt a lot.
The buttons on this tracksuit were made of a rather intricately crafted metal, pretty nice looking but a mess when it snagged her hair.
Ji Li took several minutes to finally fix it.
Initially, it was Ji Li who was angry, but it ended with Su Xiaocai puffed up like a pufferfish.
It could be considered a comedic ending.
After thirty-eight hours, Wu Qingqing and others were bored to tears, passing time by sparring with each other.
Su Xiaocai was dealing with company matters, making lists for the military. Some parts and materials she couldnât get on the market needed to be purchased through them.
Of course, she paid herself, but the military could provide suppliers with super discounted prices, mutually beneficial.
Solving the troubles of Su Xiaocai acting as her own broker.
To maintain a tough friendship, Ji Li voluntarily took on some of the responsibilities from her game company.
Looking at finances, writing promo copy, providing suitable server storage locations.
Who is the real culprit?
...
The warship arrived at Suâs Planet, and as soon as it docked at the terminal, Su Xiaocai couldnât wait to leave the space station and bounce back to her and Daddy Suâs farm piloting an ugly mecha.
It was just the right time for the wheat harvest; golden waves of wheat swayed with the wind, giving off a refreshing scent of the grain.
Beautifully colored butterflies danced among the wildflowers by the roadside, making the scenery especially pleasant.
Su Xiaocai jumped off the mecha and shouted, "Dad, Iâm back."
Daddy Su, who was fixing a mecha, heard Su Xiaocaiâs voice, raised a wrench and walked out of the repair room, "Little rascal, didnât I tell you not to come back? What naughty thing did you do on the Mechanical Planet? Donât tell me you got fired."
Su Xiaocai, feeling wronged, said, "Dadïœ Iâm such a well-behaved little girl, always stayed out of trouble..."
"Youâre just full of it." Daddy Su snorted two streams of hot air from his nose, seeing the group of people behind her, veins popped on his forehead, "Couldnât you give a heads-up before bringing people here?"
"Nope, I was afraid youâd lock down the space station in advance."
The father-daughter pair, who doesnât know who? Havenât they done enough to hurt each other?
"Just arrange for them to stay at the hotel in town."
Daddy Su: "Youâre paying?"
Su Xiaocai looked up to the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, "Nice weather today, I could go wash the bed linens."
"You wash? Thank you, but weâve got a washing machine." His own daughter was strong enough to pull out a tree by its roots, yet not as adept as his mechanical arm.
Farming wasnât a highly lucrative profession.
Their hobbies were also money pits, plus there had to be some funds reserved for legal fees.
Their wallets were emptier than their faces, both poor as dirt, the hotel in town wasnât cheap, definitely couldnât afford the hotel costs.
"Ahem, anyway, there are over a dozen rooms in the estate, enough to accommodate them. Just ask the butler to clean them up a bit."