SFS Chapter 65: Create an intelligent nanorobot to effortlessly help the confused maid with cleaning.
Chapter 65: Create an intelligent nanorobot to effortlessly help the confused maid with cleaning.
A crisp sound of porcelain shattering came from the living room, startling several great white sharks in the infinity pool, which then dived to the bottom.
Lin Xian, wearing flip-flops and carrying a glass full of chilled watermelon juice, slowly walked from the balcony into the floating living room.
He looked at the shards of blue and white porcelain scattered on the ground, helplessly raised his hand, and vigorously rubbed his throbbing temples.
Ji Ruxue knelt amidst the shards of porcelain, her exquisitely beautiful, aloof face ashen white, even her lips trembling uncontrollably.
She drew her standard security longsword from her waist, pressing the blade firmly against her pale neck, her eyes brimming with tears of self-reproach.
This junior is clumsy and has destroyed the Dao Ancestor's supreme magic treasure. I will now commit suicide to atone for my sins!
Lin Xian quickly reached out and released a weak static electric field, knocking the longsword, which was about to draw blood, to the ground.
He was truly terrified of the thought processes of these ancient cultivators, who were always ready to slit their throats or commit seppuku, and who would fight even a robot vacuum cleaner head-on.
Xia Anran, wearing bunny pajamas, ran over and tenderly pulled Ji Ruxue up from the ground, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a tissue.
Sister Ruxue, this is just an ordinary antique vase. Brother Xian usually uses it to hold takeout flyers. Don't pull out your knife so easily.
Su Qinghan leaned back on the sofa, picked up her coffee cup, took a sip, and shook her head as she looked at the mess on the floor.
This number one beauty in the cultivation world is indeed a master fighter, but when it comes to housework, her destructive power is greater than a small tornado.
Lin Xian handed the watermelon juice in his hand to Ji Ruxue, who was still in a daze, and gestured for her to go to the yard.
You should just stick to your post and practice your swordsmanship from now on. If you keep doing all this housework, my manor will have to be renovated tomorrow.
Lin Xian, wearing slippers, went directly down to the underground research fortress via the holographic light guide elevator.
Tang Wu was eating bread while hugging a piece of discarded mecha steel plate when she saw the boss come in. She quickly pushed aside all the blueprints on the table.
Zhong Xiaoai pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses that had slipped off her nose, still holding measuring instruments in her hand, and followed closely behind Lin Xian.
Lin Xian ignored the two research fanatics and walked straight to the quantum recombination workbench that emitted blue light.
He placed his hands lightly on the holographic keyboard and entered a string of basic, low-level code that only the system could recognize.
System, sculpt a batch of dry cleaning nanobots for me, so those girls won't cause so much damage in the living room every day.
The quantum workbench emitted a low hum, and a fist-sized piece of discarded high-density alloy floated in mid-air.
The blinding laser beam instantly penetrated the alloy, completely decomposing and recombining it at the molecular level.
In less than ten minutes, the alloy disappeared, replaced by a pale blue mist that was invisible to the naked eye.
Tang Wu dropped the bread in her hand to the ground. She rushed to the worktable, holding a quantum microscope and staring intently at the thin mist.
My God, this is a swarm of hundreds of millions of nanomechanical insects with their own independent AI chips!
Zhong Xiaoai's breathing became completely disordered, and she snapped the pencil in her hand in two.
A micron-level intelligent cluster control system, if applied to medical blood vessel unblocking, could extend the lifespan of all mankind by at least thirty years!
Lin Xian yawned and casually picked up the wisp of blue mist floating in mid-air.
Using this to unclog blood vessels is such a waste; I just got it to use as an automatic cleaning cloth for sweeping floors and wiping windows.
Lin Xian took the wisp of mist back to the floating living room and casually tossed it into the air.
Hundreds of millions of intelligent nanorobots swept through the entire living room like an invisible breeze.
They precisely covered the scattered fragments of blue and white porcelain, making a soft rustling sound.
To Ji Ruxue's astonished gaze, the shattered porcelain shards seemed to rise from the ground as if time had reversed.
Using molecular bonding technology, the nanobots perfectly assembled the antique vase onto the display shelf in just one second.
Even the slight crack in the patina that originally existed on the surface of the vase has been perfectly restored, with no trace of splicing visible.
Ji Ruxue's legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground again, clutching Xia Anran's clothes tightly.
To shatter and restore, to reverse yin and yang—this supreme immortal technique of the Dao Ancestor is something even the Emperor of our Immortal Realm couldn't achieve!
She's now completely devoted to the place and has decided to spend the rest of her life as a dutiful security guard at the manor, refusing to leave even if you chase her away with a stick.
After repairing the vase, the nanorobots did not stop, but transformed into countless gentle breezes that spread throughout the tens of thousands of square meters of the manor.
They burrowed into the crevices under the sofa and decomposed the dust that had accumulated over half a month into harmless oxygen.
They climb up the holographic explosion-proof glass exterior wall, which is tens of meters high, and instantly vaporize the bird droppings and leaf debris that fall on it.
Even the cutting board in the kitchen where Yan Guhong had just finished cutting meat was swept away by the gust of wind, becoming even cleaner and shinier than when it first came out of the factory.
Zhou Bapi, along with a few henchmen, stood guard at the bottom of the light-guiding staircase, gazing at the glittering manor in the sky, and swallowed hard.
Why is this mountain suddenly so bright and reflective? Could it be that the gods thought our mortal world was too dusty and took a bath?
Ma Hualong held his thermos, took a sip of hot water infused with mutated goji berries, and wore a smug smile on his face.
You don't know anything. Master Lin is just a clean freak. From now on, even a fly that flies into this special zone will have to be disinfected first.
The cleaning work in the manor has been completely automated, leaving no blind spots, and we no longer have to hear the heartbreaking sound of plates breaking.
Lin Xian clapped his hands in satisfaction, lay back on the large cloud-shaped sofa, and prepared to continue listening to Helen teach the parrot to speak foreign languages.
Ji Ruxue dusted off her uniform, picked up her longsword, and obediently returned to her post on the east side of the gate.
Just as those 100 million nanobots were sorting and packaging all the garbage, preparing to transport it to the underground recycling station.
A warning box flashing a yellow warning light suddenly popped up on the light screen of the defense center, which was suspended in mid-air.
Lin Xian lifted his eyelids and glanced casually at the high-definition surveillance footage on the light screen.
In the steep, wild forest behind Qingshui County, a ragged figure was struggling to climb upwards.
This was a girl who looked to be only in her early twenties, wearing a tattered, muddy, oversized old coat.
She was carrying a tattered canvas bag, and her sneakers were worn through, making her look like a homeless person fleeing a disaster.
But Lin Xian's gaze went beyond the disguised rags and locked onto the girl's left wrist, which was exposed as she climbed.
On that slender, fair wrist, she wore a Patek Philippe limited edition mechanical watch set with pink diamonds.