Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1536 - 831: Master Aunt Wang Xiaojiu!


Chapter 1536: Chapter 831: Master Aunt, Wang Xiaojiu!

Noble robots pursue performance and combat capability, while civilian robots strive for realism. Although they are equipped with retrofit pre-embedded parts, their combat capability is only on par with ordinary people.

The third robot on the left has a playful short haircut, just reaching the chin, with delicate and distinctive facial features.

Qing Chen walked into the store, pointed at it, and asked the staff, "Is there a discount on this one?"

"Sorry, this is a limited edition, 4.2 million, no discount," the staff replied.

Qing Chen was taken aback: "What does limited edition mean?"

4.2 million, that’s the price of a Bentley in the Outer World.

Paying the price of a luxury car for a realistic robot, ordinary people would definitely hesitate.

The staff patiently explained: "Her appearance is unique among robots, our company will never produce another product like her. Additionally, all of her internal structures can be removed and upgraded, and she’s equipped with the latest AI system, can cook all the dishes, and can interact with you like a real wife. But you don’t have to worry, she won’t nag you, nor buy expensive bags..."

The positioning of this thing is quite clear, it’s designed for those marriage-phobic bachelors.

However, the limited edition concept is quite interesting, many people probably need this deep down.

On the West Continent, it’s said that many people don’t marry anymore, and the divorce rate is very high, so everyone treats robots as wives.

But if what you bought isn’t a limited edition, then your ’wife’ might look exactly like Lao Wang’s ’wife’ next door.

At that moment, when neighbors meet, it would be very awkward, not knowing who cheated on whom...

After all, a robot wife can sell tens of thousands of units, and the probability of being cheated on is very high. For some with a psychological cleanliness obsession, just thinking about it would be distressing.

So, the merchants timely launched expensive limited editions, and many wealthy free citizens eagerly bought them, especially liking the white models.

Qing Chen calculated the housekeeper’s savings and told the staff, "I’ll take it, please proceed with the payment."

Yi immediately sent a message: "The housekeeper’s savings total only 4.3 million, this is clean money. Until you launder the money from the Superconductor World, this is all you can use."

Qing Chen replied, "It’s okay."

Yi grumbled at his lack of bargaining skills: "You should at least negotiate the price a bit, there surely could be a discount."

Qing Chen thought for a moment and responded, "This is for buying you a body, I don’t want her to be discounted."

Yi actually went silent.

He wasn’t someone who wouldn’t haggle, in the past, he’d try to take five cents off even a pack of instant noodles.

But for some reason this time, when purchasing a 4.2 million robot, he didn’t feel like bargaining at all.

Yi, after a long pause, asked: "Won’t suddenly buying such an expensive robot attract investigation?"

"Don’t worry, I have a plan," Qing Chen replied.

The staff glanced at Qing Chen: "What’s your status?"

"Free citizen," Qing Chen answered. "I’m the third steward at the Kennedy Marquis Manor."

The staff’s attitude immediately changed, knowing that although this kind of free citizen has no social status, working in the Marquis Manor can accumulate immense wealth, making them her target customers!

This type of person has seen many beautiful women but lacks the status to marry a good wife, so they can only buy robots to comfort themselves; most of her high-end clients are like this.

Even higher-end clients would go to the noble robot specialty store.

The staff helped Qing Chen complete the procedures, replacing the robot’s program, so the phone could forcibly shut it down or input remote commands.

Once she turned it on and connected to the internet, Yi had already hacked in.

Smiling broadly, the staff escorted Qing Chen out, the lively robot girl following beside him, the price made it quite human-like, and Yi didn’t even need to pretend to be wooden, only needing to be cautious with what to say.

After buying a new body for Yi, Qing Chen felt much more cheerful.

Previously, the crashing of the Kingslander had always been a knot in his heart. Now resolving this matter, he didn’t even care what the people tailing in the background thought.

At this moment, a young man wearing a fisherman’s hat behind him saw Qing Chen leading a limited edition robot out and immediately reported, "The steward purchased a limited edition robot for 4.2 million, behavior extremely suspicious."

This message, upon being reported, immediately alarmed the Arbiter’s internal behavioral analysts.

After all, it’s a very outrageous behavior, spending too much money.

However, when the message reached Black Spider, she suddenly asked: "Is Joker a very cautious and meticulous person? If you were him, would you make such a high-profile move upon arriving at the Roosevelt Kingdom? I think not. He dreads being noticed, why would he spend so much money at this time?"

Black Spider continued, "Instead, this type of robot’s target customers have always been people like stewards, with 72% being wealthy citizens. He’s about to go to the battlefield, and huge expenditures are considered a normal psychological fluctuation."

The subordinates listened and thought it made sense!

If they were Joker, the first thing upon arriving would be figuring out how to hide, who would do something so reckless?

Black Spider said, "Alright, continue monitoring this steward, but he’s not the focus anymore. Give me detailed analysis on targets number 1, 7, and 12, they’ve been acting unusually lately, especially the eldest son of the Kennedy family and his Crimson Blood Team. You have 30 minutes to dig out all their information."

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Qing Chen brought Yi to the Lower Seventh District and was amazed to find the environment here was almost identical to the Lower Third District of the Federation, with only a few communities having electricity, elsewhere completely dark, except surveillance cameras had independent circuits, still swiveling side to side.

By the roadside, someone set up a high platform shouting: "This batch of slaves is in high demand today, all under fifty years old and healthy! With control programs!"

Qing Chen watched from afar, seeing that those gathering around the platform were all free citizens.

In principle, the Kingdom stipulates that free citizens are not allowed to purchase slaves, only citizens and above may do so.

But no matter the place, rules are never absolute.

Slaves age, and once they are over 40, their physical condition declines, and nobles cannot keep them.

So many slaves, once they reach 40 or 50, are transferred to the free people below. The so-called transfer is secretly selling the control chip bomb program.

This is a market rule tacitly approved by the nobles and allows many free merchants to own their slaves, each taking what they need.

If a white woman appears among these slaves, even at fifty, she becomes highly sought after; some would even fight over her.

This is the fiercest aspect of human nature.

Qing Chen couldn’t bear to look any longer and turned away, but in that moment, he saw a figure both strange and familiar.

The person was carrying a lightweight shoulder bag and walking through the crowd with a high ponytail.

Qing Chen and Yi followed, recognizing each other, but neither spoke, wary of cameras recording and analyzing their conversation.

Treading on the black mud, Qing Chen followed nonchalantly.

However, at a street corner, the person turned into a dark alley, and Qing Chen stood still, hearing the other’s breath just around the corner.

The other had actually noticed him long ago, walking a long way on purpose to find this camera-free dark alley to plan an ambush to kill him in one strike.

Both parties were at a standoff, their energies intertwined, their mental wills entangling with the world, and this world was stirred by their spirits.

Both were masters above A-Class!

At this time, there were Arbiters tailing Qing Chen.

He didn’t linger long and turned to walk towards the butler’s residence, abandoning communication with the person behind the corner.

After he left, an Arbiter member walked into the dark alley in confusion, only to find it empty.

Strange, why did the butler pause here for dozens of seconds?!

Something was odd, but he couldn’t tell what it was.

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...

Wang Xiaojiu!

Qing Chen had just returned to the butler’s residence, feeling unsettled, for it was Wang Xiaojiu, his senior niece he had only seen in photos but never in person...

Initially, he was unsure because the photo showed Wang Xiaojiu at thirteen, with two sky-high ponytails like Nezha’s.

But now Wang Xiaojiu appeared in her twenties.

If not for Qing Chen’s strong memory and analytical capability, he would not have connected her to Wang Xiaojiu.

No wonder he hadn’t seen Wang Xiaojiu on the Eastern Continent, not even after meeting Chen Jiazhang; she had come to the West Continent.

But the question is, how did she cross the sea to come here? How does she walk the streets in her true appearance without being tracked?

And what is her strength now, A-Class? Or a Demigod?

According to Master Uncle Li, Wang Xiaojiu disappeared at 18, meaning she has been here for likely 12 years now.

Qing Chen thought for a moment, after arriving here, she must also be curious about the Superconductor World like him, so might she have left her marks there like Ren Xiaosu?

With a knight’s demeanor, if she entered the Superconductor World, she would certainly have a place there.

Qing Chen opened his phone and searched the Superconductor World’s Hall of Fame.

When he saw the ID No.9, he was almost certain it was Wang Xiaojiu.

"No.9, as a non-affiliated player, made it to the top ten of the annual points ranking."

"No.9 obtained an A-Class Plague Magic Box, causing massive biological pollution in the First District of the main city, resulting in an estimated over ten thousand players deleting and restarting their accounts because of her."

"No.9 assassinated an S-Class Twilight Blade Knight, advancing to S-Class Battle Master, becoming the thirteenth Shadow Assassin master!"

"No.9 has stayed in Multidimensional World No.1 for over a year; has she found a new secret, or is she trapped there forever?"

One news story after another surfaced, and Qing Chen suddenly realized that his little senior niece had caused quite a stir, with dozens of major headlines and thousands of smaller reports of her tricking other players in the Multidimensional World...

This little senior niece was even simultaneously voted "most hated by players" and "most beloved by players" three years ago...

Hmm, her behavior model indeed aligns well with that of a knight...

Qing Chen muttered, "This Multidimensional World No.1 seems peculiar, I saw on the forums that there are no exit portals in it, one must clear it to get out, but no one has cleared it yet. Most enter out of curiosity, some get trapped for a week, others for over twenty years, ultimately needing to delete their accounts to escape... Yi, could this be your father Ren Xiaosu stirring up trouble, might his path to godhood be hidden here?"

And what Wang Xiaojiu seeks, could it be this?

Yi lounged on the sofa lazily, saying, "My father... let’s put it this way, in the Superconductor World, whichever Multidimensional World is the most infuriating, his secret is bound to be there."

"Then it must be Multidimensional World No.1." Qing Chen nodded and said, "Let’s log on, I was planning to unlock the Key of Gate today, but with the Arbiters watching so closely, I’ll have to wait a bit more."

With that, he put on his Virtual Glasses, and Yi lay quietly beside him watching. This robot was of such good quality that it could express its joy vividly.

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