Gu Yunzhou came to see Ji Zhaoming yesterday to confirm today's itinerary.
Gu Yunzhou said, "I'll go after Master finishes breakfast."
Ji Zhaoming glanced around. Not only Gu Yunzhou, but Gu He was also right next to Gu Yunzhou. His eyes lit up when he saw Ji Zhaoming, but because Gu Yunzhou was in front of him, he could only hold his mouth and wait for Gu Yunzhou to speak first.
Gu He said, feeling wronged, "The king and the chief have a very good relationship."
Ji Zhaoming smiled and said, "Good morning, Gu He."
"Good morning, Your Majesty!" Gu He quickly composed himself and asked, "Would Your Majesty like to eat out or at a restaurant?"
Ji Zhaoming replied, "The restaurant."
Their king is indeed very understanding!
They must have thought that since everyone was already prepared, they didn't want to waste their good intentions.
As soon as Ji Zhaoming turned around, he met Gu He's strange gaze.
Although it is said that machine races are difficult to harm, under Gu Yunzhou's influence, Ji Zhaoming always felt that machine races were a contradictory race.
It is both powerful and fragile.
They can roam and fight in the stars without flinching, yet they can still be bitten by a rabbit's teeth.
It's the kind that involves bleeding.
Thinking about it this way, it's not surprising that my eyes were injured.
Ji Zhaoming asked with concern, "Gu He, are your eyes injured?"
A tall figure blocked Ji Zhaoming's view.
Gu Yunzhou said, "No, it's just that some parts of his body need to be replaced."
Hmm? Is that so?
Ji Zhaoming wanted to get past Gu Yunzhou to see Gu He again, but he was blocked every few steps he took.
“It is the master.” Gu Yunzhou suddenly called out Ji Zhaoming’s name. He reached out and grabbed Ji Zhaoming’s arm. With a little force, Ji Zhaoming turned to face him.
Gu Yunzhou raised his hand, his cool hand gently landing on Ji Zhaoming's eyes.
Ji Zhaoming blinked uncomfortably, then took his feet back: "Huh? What's wrong?"
"It's become famous."
Like a pitiful rabbit that had been separated from its owner, her eyes were slightly red, and she stared at him blankly with wide eyes.
Gu Yunzhou lowered his eyes and asked, "Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
"Ah..." Ji Zhaoming said embarrassedly, "I probably went to bed a little late yesterday."
He licked his lips, afraid that Gu Yunzhou would continue to ask questions.
Fortunately, Gu Yunzhou only gave him a deep look, which made Ji Zhaoming feel a little uneasy before he looked away.
Gu Yunzhou said, "Mm."
His king is really fragile; just from staying up all night, he's already flushed red.
Perhaps it was because Ji Zhaoming's skin was so fair that the redness, which was almost imperceptible on an ordinary person, was particularly noticeable.
Gu He said worriedly, "Your Majesty must take care of your health. What if... oh no, ptooey, ptooey, what am I saying? Anyway, Your Majesty must take good care of your health! If you feel unwell anywhere, you must tell us."
Ji Zhaoming smiled and agreed.
Breakfast was simple and light: two custard buns and a fruit that Ji Zhaoming didn't recognize. It was icy cold and very refreshing. After finishing the meal, Ji Zhaoming felt that something was missing. Just as he was about to leave his seat, he saw the cup on the table and suddenly realized what it was.
For some reason, the machine race was always keen to feed Ji Zhaoming all sorts of juices and drinks, all kinds.
The sophisticated robots stumbled upon a book on retirement left by humans and began advising Ji Zhaoming to drink eight cups of water a day.
And the first glass of water begins in the morning.
Although Ji Zhaoming sometimes felt troubled, he would feel uncomfortable if this procedure were not taken out.
He pulled Gu Yunzhou aside and asked in a slightly embarrassed voice, "Um, is there no water today?"
Even though he lowered his voice, all the machine races present could hear him.
Gu Yunzhou said, "It's prepared in the car."
"Um?"
"Because we don't know what facilities the owner wants to use."
Some rides in the amusement park are quite thrilling, such as certain high-altitude rides. The robots discussed what would happen if Wang ate too much in the morning and drank water, and whether he would feel nauseous.
But you absolutely must drink eight glasses of water a day.
They made a difficult decision: to move the glass of water from the morning until after they got off the bus, and see what facilities Wang was interested in.
Ji Zhaoming had also thought of this and nodded hurriedly.
After getting into the car, Ji Zhaoming crossed his arms over his chest, his usual fluffy fur gone. He asked, "Aren't you bringing the little fox?"
Gu He poked his head out from behind: "He went back. It seems something happened. Does the king like foxes? Actually, I can turn into a fox too."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a fox made of iron suddenly appeared.
It was so small that it could stand upright in Ji Zhaoming's palm.
The feel is completely different when you touch it, which is another kind of fun.
Ji Zhaoming smiled and explained, "Well, if I had to say, I think I should be ranked after you."
The machine race was the first race he saw in this other world, and this feeling can never be replaced.
Gu He's eyes darted around, and he asked hesitantly, "Among the machine races, which one do you like better?"
In an instant, all eyes in the car focused on Ji Zhaoming.
One was named by the king, another was the leader, and the remaining robots wondered if, in the king's heart, they didn't even have names.
Humans cannot compare to machine races in terms of memory. From birth, the names of other robots are recorded in the brains of machine races, and they will never forget them until death, while humans do not.
It takes them a long time to remember someone's face, but only a few years to forget it.
Especially so many robots.
The light in his eyes dimmed, but he still stubbornly stared at Ji Zhaoming.
Ji Zhaoming was completely unaware of this. He placed Gu He back on the chair, tilted his head and thought for a moment before answering, "I don't know."
As expected.
“If we’re going to rank them,” Ji Zhaoming gestured in the air, indicating several different levels, “you’re all at the top level, so if any of you get hurt, I’ll be very upset.”
Ji Zhaoming still kept in mind his mission to teach the machine race how to protect themselves. "So that you won't make me sad, you must protect yourself, okay?"
The robot inside the car stared intently at Ji Zhaoming.
This is their king.
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty!"
Gu He reverted to his original form, curled up into a ball, and excitedly responded before being dumbfounded.
No, their king doesn't seem to have answered his question.
Gu He muttered softly, "But I still want to be the one the king likes the most."
Their king is so—good, if he could be the special one, Gu He thought, he would be the happiest robot in the world.
He really likes Wang.
But their CEO, Mr. Wang, will leave one day.
Gu He suddenly became curious: what kind of world would their king live in?
I want to go and see.
Machine races are omnipotent and can travel across planets. Will they one day be able to come to the world where the king resides?
Will there be many humans in that world?
If, just if, there were so many humans, would he still treat them as kings?
That's impossible.
Having seen the radiant moon and taken the king into my heart, how could I possibly keep any other human in my heart?
Gu He looked out the window and exclaimed happily, "Your Majesty, look!"
Ji Zhaoming looked out the window.
The amusement park sign was right in front of us. Bubbles blown at the entrance shone like fireworks in the sunlight, drifting high into the sky. The Ferris wheel hung under the azure sky, so light, yet so high.
To my shame, Ji Zhaoming had never been to an amusement park.
His parents divorced and left Ji Zhaoming with a nanny early on. Although it wasn't as dramatic as in the novel, with the nanny abusing him, it wasn't as heartwarming either.
He lived an ordinary childhood, and when he grew up, he lost his childlike innocence and the joy of going to amusement parks.
The car slowly stopped at the door. The door opened, and Gu Yunzhou stepped out first. He bent over, placed one hand on the top of the car door, and with the other hand, he took the absent-minded Ji Zhaoming's hand and pulled him out with a little force.
The warm breeze was blowing on his cheeks, and what surprised Ji Zhaoming the most was the large number of people coming and going at the entrance.
Clearly, the machine race, who valued the king's safety above all else, did not choose to clear the area.
Gu He muttered in dissatisfaction, "I knew it would upset the King with so many people around."
Hmm, it sounds like many machine races disagree with this decision.
The only person with the authority to make this decision is Gu Yunzhou.
When Ji Zhaoming looked at Gu Yunzhou, Gu Yunzhou happened to be looking at him as well, and their eyes met.
Gu Yunzhou asked, "Does the master want to clear the area?"
“No,” Ji Zhaoming said firmly, “I like it very much.”
The tickets were purchased in advance.
They hadn't cleared the area beforehand, but it was impossible to make their king stand in line under the scorching sun. The machine race used the fast lane. After checking the tickets, Gu Yunzhou waved the ticket stub and asked in a low voice, "Does Master want it?"
A stack of ticket stubs was neatly placed into Ji Zhaoming's hand, along with a map of the amusement park.