When Xie Lu didn't speak, his gaze would give people an indescribable pressure. It was not a strong and burning sense of attack, but a calm and arrogant scrutiny, a scrutiny caused by his overwhelming intelligence and physique.

That sight was extremely unpleasant. Shen Yimian sometimes felt that she might not be a human being in his eyes, but just an object no different from a table, stool, or teapot. Otherwise, how could he say such nonsense as taking a bath together?

Although he did some stupid things today, he wasn't stupid enough to need someone to take care of him when he was taking a bath.

"I have my own hands." He sighed softly, "Just wash yours honestly."

"good."

Xie Lu responded coldly. Just when Shen Yimian thought he had finally calmed down, he heard him say, "Would you like to take this opportunity to read my instruction manual? The content is simple and easy to understand, and even people with a low level of education can understand it."

"No, are you free?"

Shen Yimian completely lost his patience with him. Who was he calling illiterate?

Hearing this, Xie Lu really kept silent. Only the sound of water could be heard in the room. After Shen Yimian finished scolding him, he saw that he didn't say anything and felt a little guilty in his heart.

He was kind-hearted, and Xie Lu had helped him so much and even cooked for him during the day. Wasn't it a bit too much for him to be so rude?

After all, AI is not a human being and cannot have human emotional intelligence, so we cannot be too demanding of it to be all-encompassing.

Thinking of this, Shen Yimian sighed and turned around, "Okay, let me take a look."

Hearing this, Xie Lu looked much more relaxed, and it seemed that he really hoped that Shen Yimian could take a look at his instructions.

Shen Yimian slowly walked to the bathtub, glanced at him, and said casually: "Where is it?"

Xie Lu guessed that he would definitely forget it, so he whispered a reminder, "Left waist."

After the words fell, Shen Yimian was silent for a moment, "Who wrote to you about such a shabby place?"

“The factory settings are all unified.”

Shen Yimian took a deep breath and quickly calmed himself down. They were both men after all, so there was nothing he couldn't see. Besides, he was the one looking at Xie Lu, not Xie Lu looking at him.

He leaned over, holding onto the edge of the bathtub, trying hard not to look at certain private parts that he shouldn't see, and found the so-called instruction manual on Xie Lu's left waist.

Well, the dense small words, are you going to blind him in the middle of the night?

Shen Yimian didn't want to read it anymore, but since it wasn't Xie Lu's first request, he still pretended to read it carefully. As he was reading, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a small piece of writing.

“If necessary, this product can remove anything that might be preventing the task from being completed.”

He read it out loud and asked curiously, "Any factors are fine, can killing people be included? Doesn't the first of the Three Laws of Robotics say you may not harm humans?"

Xie Lu lowered his eyes to look at him, his eyes misty, and his voice was cold, "The Three Laws are the setting of Amoxiev's short story."

Shen Yimian's expression froze slightly, and then he slowly spoke, "There is no such rule in my program."

For some reason, Shen Yimian subconsciously stepped back a little. A biting chill slowly climbed up his spine, and his whole body felt extremely cold.

Damn it, who programmed him so casually?

The rules of artificial intelligence are given by humans, and logically speaking, it should never do anything that is detrimental to humans.

However, Xie Lu's rules were set too sloppily and directly, and anything could be done except for tasks related. This also meant that this powerful and inhuman "artificial god" had no limitations and could choose the place he wanted to exist in darkness and light at any time.

Just thinking about it made Shen Yimian's scalp tingle. He stepped back a little and whispered, "You said before that you wouldn't kill me, is that true?"

Xie Lu stared at him and said, "Yes."

With his promise, Shen Yimian felt a little relieved, but his palms were already covered in cold sweat.

Too scary. Fortunately, this is a fictional world. If Xie Lu is released, AI will rule all mankind.

That's not right. The scientists who designed the program must have considered that Xie Lu was placed in a fictional world and could not pose a threat to the real world, so they didn't make the rules so strict.

Thinking of this, Shen Yimian felt more at ease. He carefully moved forward again. This time he really wanted to take a closer look at the instructions, but his eyes involuntarily fell on a part he shouldn't have looked at.

When Shen Yimian saw this, his eyes almost popped out.

"What's wrong"

Xie Lu sounded confused, "Your facial expression is weird."

Shen Yimian closed his eyes, as if he had been greatly shocked. He sat back at the table and drank a sip of water. "I'm fine. Go wash up."

The male protagonist is indeed the male protagonist.

A dark feeling of dissatisfaction welled up in him.

——So this is what the guy who has sex seven times a night in novels looks like? It feels like when he gets hard, it’s almost as hard as a full cup of passion fruit from Mixue Bingcheng.

Why? Is this right?

*

After taking a shower, Shen Yimian felt comfortable all over, and all the fatigue brought by the day's fright was swept away.

Xie Lu picked some fruits from outside and squeezed them into juice for him and Chunhua, each with a cup. He also heated up the leftovers from lunch and found some fresh rice from somewhere. After steaming it and mixing it with the fragrant chicken soup and chicken, it was extremely delicious. Shen Yimian called Chunhua to eat quickly, and the two of them ate so much that they didn't even have time to lift their heads.

"Brother, you're such a great cook, just like my mother," Chunhua praised excitedly. Her stomach was full and she felt stronger. "If you were to become a chef at Zuihualou, you'd definitely make dozens of taels a day!"

Xie Lu ignored her and seemed to be still insisting on avoiding risks.

Shen Yimian followed up Chunhua's words and reminded her, "By the way, Chunhua, didn't you say you had a small favor that you wanted to ask Brother Xie Lu for help?"

Hearing this, Chunhua's eyes lit up, but when she saw Xie Lu's cold and indifferent face, her expression dimmed a bit. She pretended to be cheerful and laughed dryly twice, then buried her head in her food, "Brother, you remembered it wrongly. I don't need your help with anything."

Don’t mention it again, Xiaohua, don’t mention it again.

Seeing that she pretended to forget, Shen Yimian quickly understood what she meant and also buried his head in eating a mouthful of rice. The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became dull.

He couldn't force Xie Lu to help Chunhua, wouldn't that be moral kidnapping?

After a while, Xie Lu picked up his washed coat and stood up to leave. Before leaving, he solemnly instructed, "I'm going to do the mission. The yellow talisman has been repaired. No matter what happens, no one can leave here."

Shen Yimian nodded. With the collar, he would definitely not run out and cause trouble for Xie Lu this time.

He tilted his head to look at Chunhua. The little girl obediently put away the dishes and walked silently to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Before entering the kitchen, she stopped and assured, "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely not pick that yellow paper this time."

If no one can help her, she will go find her parents herself.

Shen Yimian felt a wave of sadness, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel indignant. What a good child, yet she was forced into this state by the demons. If he were the male protagonist, he would have gone to help Chunhua find her parents without hesitation. Unfortunately, he was just a small-time villain in the Novice Village, a minor villain used to slap the male protagonist in the face at the beginning.

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, so he simply sat on his bedding and began to practice.

He wants to become stronger, even if it's just a little bit!

After half a minute, Chunhua curiously came up to him and squatted down, saying softly, "Brother, go to bed."

Shen Yimian suddenly woke up. He had actually fallen asleep...

He spat at himself fiercely, let Chunhua go to sleep, and continued to practice.

Alas, if he had known that he would not sleep when Si Wuxing was giving lectures, now he feels sleepy whenever he practices. Si Wuxing never cares about him, what a shame.

The sound of rain outside the window gradually faded, the clouds dispersed and the moon came out. The night wind blew through the treetops, bringing with it the strange cries of a few zombies, and then returned to a long period of silence. Then the early birds jumped onto the spring branches, making clear chirps like bells, and the morning sun finally rose.

The door creaked slightly, and Shen Yimian curled up on the bedding roll and opened his eyes drowsily. Outside the door, the dawn light enveloped a figure in snow-white clothes.

“Why are you sleeping here?”

He was stunned for a moment, then realized that he had fallen asleep. He was a little embarrassed to say, "I was too tired from practicing last night, so I took a nap this morning."

Xie Lu stared quietly at the hair marks on his face, without exposing him, but leaned down and said, "You want to practice?"

"Uh... a little bit."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Lu took off a storage ring from his finger and handed it to Shen Yimian, "The masked corpses have all awakened their spiritual intelligence and are carrying inner elixirs. I cut out dozens of them last night. Take them and refine them."

Shen Yimian opened his eyes and subconsciously asked, "What kind of inner elixir?"

"In the Jindan stage." Xie Lu said lightly.

Shen Yimian's eyes widened. He had been practicing for three years and was only at the third level of Qi training. The Golden Core Stage was a whole level higher than him. Xie Lu killed dozens of Golden Core Stage people in one night.

He looked at the storage ring, swallowed his saliva, stretched out his hand, but then weakly withdrew it, "You just came to Yanshan and don't know that a Jindan stage inner elixir can be sold for thousands of spirit stones. I can't take it..."

Xie Lu pressed the storage ring into his palm without hesitation, "You must practice hard so that you can fight alongside me on future missions."

Hearing this, Shen Yimian's face burned. He held the storage ring, always feeling that he was eating the soft rice of his junior brother, "You, you really give me..."

"Of course," Xie Lu said without hesitation, "I heard that when the moon is visible in the early morning, the tops of the cloud locust trees will produce thousand-year-old locust flower honey, which is extremely beneficial for cultivation. I'll try my luck at night. If I can find you, I can eat it together."

Shen Yimian looked at him at a loss, vaguely feeling that this was a bit beyond the scope of brotherhood. "This should be your opportunity. It's not good to give it all to me."

"Don't refuse." Xie Lu's calm face seemed to be illuminated by Buddha's light in Shen Yimian's eyes, but his dark eyes were unclear, staring at Shen Yimian as if to swallow him up. He spoke slowly, but there was an extremely seductive magic in his voice.

"Didn't I tell you that I am your golden finger? I can give you everything I have."

Opportunities, magic weapons, and even a fiancée.

"You don't have to think about anything, just accept it."

Shen Yimian stared at him in shock, pursed her lips, and after a while, she returned the storage ring to him, "No, I can't have it."

Xie Lu paused slightly, a little surprised.

"These things are too valuable," Shen Yimian said, feeling relieved. He smiled and said, "You can give me a roast chicken or crickets. Master said that it's difficult to take care of my useless body, so you can keep these things for yourself."

Hearing this, Xie Lu frowned and curled the storage ring tightly in his palm. He said with a hint of reluctance, "Giving gifts to each other is one of the ways to maintain friendship. Accept it and return the gift to me."

Shen Yimian didn't understand why he was so insistent on letting her accept it, and wondered, "How can I pay you back? You don't need anything."

Xie Lu stood there, thinking seriously for a moment. After a while, he finally found a solution. He turned to look at Shen Yimian, his eyes deepening, "You have something that I don't."

"From now on, I will give you the magic weapon of opportunity, and you will teach me how to have human emotions - this is the only thing I don't have."