Chapter 70 The Robot and His Omega Master (4)

The robot and his omega master (Part 4)

"Thank you, Lance. I really found the right answer online."

Song Ning had an excited look on his face, and his petite body flew over. Without thinking, Lance reached out to catch the soft, sweet-smelling body.

After he received it, his body stiffened, but he soon realized that his action was not suspicious.

"I am honored to make my master happy."

There was some regret in Lance's eyes.

Although he was sent for an upgrade by Song Ning's stepfather, due to funding reasons, the other party did not update him to the latest Omega-specific robot - the one that can completely simulate the conversation of a real person. If he had been "upgraded", he would not need to follow the "settings" so rigidly.

But the upgrade costs a lot, requiring 500,000 credit points.

For the two fathers of the Song family living in the Fifth Galaxy, this amount of money is two years' income.

It seems we have to find a way.

Song Ning skillfully snuggled into the quilt and let the robot stand beside him to accompany him - this was a habit he had developed since childhood.

Lance is the robot that has grown up with him. The 1.9-meter-tall and broad figure was chosen by Song Ning himself when he was a child.

Because no matter what unpleasant things he encountered, he could hide under the quilt and talk to Lance in a low voice. This was the time when he felt the safest.

As usual, Song Ning snuggled in the familiar and relaxing bed.

"I'm telling you, Lance. Fortunately, you were smart enough to think of a way to withdraw the message today. Otherwise, I would feel like vomiting when I thought about Lott sending those messages online directly to me."

He didn't want to blame others, but Lot's remarks made him feel that perhaps when the Imperial Military Academy recruited S-level alphas, it should still consider the personal qualities of these alphas?

Lance's tone was steady.

"Is the master feeling unwell?"

That's not what he wanted to say.

He wanted to agree with his little prince, and it would be better if they could scold that Lot together, instead of just saying something coldly that seemed to show concern for the little prince.

Song Ning was obviously used to it.

He waved his hands, "I'm not really feeling unwell, I'm just saying that I encountered a person whose words made me feel uncomfortable."

Lance nodded mechanically.

"Understood. The test has been completed and the master is not feeling unwell."

"Oh, you're just too serious. I told you I'm not really feeling unwell."

Song Ning complained habitually, and turned over in the bed to find a more comfortable position, then he let out a long sigh and his tone slightly raised.

"I'm telling you, Lance. Although I ran into that annoying Lotte, I did run into a nice guy who responded to me seriously. I've already applied to add him as my friend. But tonight is too late. Dad said that it's best to go to bed early every night in the first month after differentiation. That way the glands can mature properly and the pheromones won't be so disordered that they float everywhere."

Song Ning felt inexplicably uneasy when he thought that pheromones might be floating everywhere due to lack of sleep and poor development.

What’s the difference between that and urinating or defecating in public!

So he will never go to bed late. In an hour, when it is nine o'clock, he will go to bed immediately!

Lance answered gently as programmed.

"Congratulations, Master. You seem to have a great time today. You mentioned the word rest just now. Do you need service tonight?"

Song Ning was stunned for a moment, "What service?"

Didn’t he just say he needed service?

A smile suddenly flashed across Lance's eyes.

His voice was still calm, but somehow it seemed to have a more hoarse and sexy tone.

"It has been detected that the master has differentiated into an omega. The companion robot is dedicated to serving the master. The recommended service content is as follows."

"1. Gentle and non-irritating early adaptive service."

"Second, basic bearing test service, you can manually select the best model, the optional models are... um"

"Don't start the service!"

Song Ning's little face turned red!

He, he didn't say that the service should be started now!

And, and what are these services? So what Xiaoba said about upgrading Lance to an Omega-exclusive robot is just to add these services?

His mind, which had just been full of eagerness to learn, was suddenly buzzing with indescribable images.

Especially when combined with the word "service" that Lance had just said, he couldn't help but start making associations in his mind.

A gentle, non-irritating pre-adaptive service.

And why is it a mild and non-irritating type? Could there be a wild and irritating type?

And what is the basic bearing capacity? Why can you select the model manually?

He doesn't want to understand what this model is at all, okay?

It would be great if he could understand the mecha profession in a second. It would take him a week to get into heat for all this, so there is no need to know it so early!

Song Ning's cheeks were red from the fever and were gradually turning yellow.

Lance held him and lowered his head, his eyes flickering rapidly. In an instant, hundreds of stock photos from different angles were added to the database.

He could hardly suppress the sudden surge of evil humor in his heart.

Now it seems that there are benefits to not upgrading for the time being?

As a not-so-intelligent Omega-specific robot, it's normal for him to speak bluntly, right?

Song Ning felt his whole body burning with heat from those words. He jumped down in a hurry and decided to take a shower before going to bed. He quickly rushed into the bathroom.

Lance looked at his hurried figure but did not remind him - Song Ning did not bring pajamas to change into.

He even calmed down enough to stand outside the bathroom and wait quietly.

Sure enough, twenty minutes later, Song Ning's little face appeared red from the small gap in the bathroom.

Lance: "Master, may I help you?"

Song Ning was embarrassed and spoke in a low voice.

"Lance, get me a set of clean pajamas."

Oh my God, how could he make such a low-level mistake? It was all because Lance suddenly said something scary!

"Okay, get a set of clean pajamas for the master right away."

After Lance finished speaking, he walked towards the bedroom, but Song Ning inexplicably felt that this sentence sounded a bit strange!

Asking Lance to get pajamas and other things was something we did very often in the past!

Song Ning couldn't understand why, but his little face turned red.

By the time he saw that Lance was really holding his clean pajamas in his big hands, and even on top was a piece of underwear that his dad had just bought for him, his face started to smoke.

"Master, the clean pajamas you requested."

Lance walked straight towards Song Ning, even pretending to open the bathroom door with one hand.

He's just a clumsy robot isn't he?

Song Ning was so scared that he held on to the bathroom door tightly.

"Alright Lance that's enough! You can go back and recharge. Thank you I can do it myself you don't have to come in!"

There was a smile in Lance's eyes, but also a hint of regret.