After calling Fatty Liao skillfully and asking him to ask for leave for him, Craft took milk and bread from the refrigerator as breakfast, and then ran towards his studio.

Pushing open the studio door, Craft opened the lid of the milk and fed two mouthfuls, swallowing the bread that was stuffed into his mouth on the way.

"Huh- I almost choked to death..."

Craft gently pounded his chest with his fist and poured two more mouthfuls of milk to suppress his shock.

Throwing the drunk milk box into the trash can, Craft began to draw the robot's design drawing.

Although Craft does not need to design drawings and copy the production process step by step according to the memory in his dream, this will not have much effect on his own technology. Anyway, he now has enough funds and time and has a considerable trial and error cost, so he naturally chooses a method that can hone his skills.

Craft did not intend to change the design drawings of the initial version, although there were many designs in him that seemed a bit inexplicable, such as the toe USB, the head bread machine, and the large-sized clockwork that the robot could not remove.

But in order to ensure stability, Craft tried not to modify it when he first tried to make it.

"Um?"

Craft, who was drawing the design drawing, suddenly turned his head and looked back in confusion. Then he stopped the work in his hand and called out the surveillance in the studio. However, in the surveillance, he was the only one in the studio from beginning to end.

"Is it an illusion..."

Craft scratched his head and glanced behind him vigilantly. Just now, when he was drawing the design drawing, he vaguely felt that someone was peeping at him. Craft's intuition was very sensitive. He could remember that this strange intuition had always existed in him. He had saved himself several times when he was wandering, so he still believed in his intuition very much.

However, occasionally he would encounter situations where intuitions were wrong, especially when Craft just found that his intuition was very useful, he was so nervous that he was very nervous, but later he found that it was his own psychological effect. Craft also took a lot of time to adjust, so after checking the surveillance camera and still not finding something strange, he no longer cared about it.

Craft, who was working again, quickly finished drawing the design drawings, and then he took the initiative to block the memory of Dr. Dongyun when he made the robot. This operation is already familiar with the characteristics of his dream memory. All dreams related to inventions and creations, unlike ordinary memories, can be called by files at any time, a bit like the so-called memory palace, but only effective for Craft's dream memory.

After blocking the relevant memories, Craft began to make the robot according to the design drawing he drew.

This was done, so I spent more than a week in the studio. Martin Lee came back on a business trip, and Craft was still staying in the studio and never came out.

It was obvious that Dr. Dongyun made the robot in less than a day...

Craft only blocked the memory related to production, and he still had an impression of other details.

I'd blocked it together if I had known...

Craft grabbed the hair that had become messy because he had not taken care of for a long time, and lamented in his heart.

"Hey! Craft, did you stay up late yesterday?"

Martin Lee walked in with a bag of small bags, frowned as he looked at Craft's red eyes.

“No, no.”

Craft shook his hands in a hurry. His production was coming to an end. It would be a pity if Martin forced him to get back.

"I just used my eyes too much. If you don't believe it, you can check the surveillance camera last night. I went to bed at around 11 o'clock!"

"Is that right? But what you promised me was to go to bed before 10 o'clock."

Martin said with a calm face and staring at Craft.

"I'm too dedicated to my work and forgot..."

Craft approached Martin and showed a flattering smile.

"I'll order an alarm clock today and I'll definitely go to bed before 10 o'clock!"

Anyway, today will end, let’s fool it first!

"You said it!"

Martin didn't know the little abacus in Craft's heart. He reached out and pointed at Craft's forehead twice, finally a smile appeared on his face, and then handed over the small bag in his hand.

"Have breakfast quickly."

"Oh! David's Xiaolongbao!"

Craft was about to reach out to pick it up, but Martin suddenly shrank his hand back.

"You haven't washed up yet."

"……All right……"

Craft's hands froze in the air, then he lowered his arms helplessly, and turned back to the bathroom step by step.

After eating the breakfast brought by Martin, Craft moved his hands and feet and devoted himself to the production of the robot again. At this time, the overall robot had been basically built, and it was almost time to supplement the details and connect the final power source.

The so-called power source is not the huge clockwork on the back, but a device that uses food to convert energy. The design drawing places this device on the abdomen of the robot. Simply put, Dr. Dongyun really designed a "stomach" for the robot.

Rely on intake of food to convert into motivation and other things...

It's so unscientific!

After returning from a business trip, Martin Lee, who had become more leisurely in his work, did not rush to leave, but watched Craft as he assembled the robot girl who was about to be completed little by little.

The child has grown up...

Looking at the cute face of the robot girl in front of her, Martin Lee held her chin and cast a meaningful look at Craft.

Craft:???

"Hey! Martin! Why are you looking at me with that strange look?"

Craft, who was stared at, couldn't help protesting.

"No, nothing..." Martin Lee withdrew his gaze and said to him earnestly: "Although this robot looks cute, it is not a real human after all."

"Of course I know this kind of thing, but I did it myself!"

Craft rolled his eyes at Martin for some reason.

"Oh, okay, maybe I misunderstood..."

Martin smacked Baba's lips, and Craft's reaction made him realize that he probably wanted to be wrong.

"It's a divine thing..."

Craft curled his lips and did not delve into what his adoptive father had misunderstood. The robot production has reached its final stage, and at this time he has no intention of paying attention to other things.

Installing the robot with the last energy device, Craft closed the lid on his belly, pulled off the rolled-up clothes, and smoothed it. Craft excitedly activated the last switch.

“Kat…ticicticaca…”

As the clockwork behind him turned, the robot girl slowly opened her eyes.

"Craft?"

The robot girl tilted her head and based on the information in her head, she shouted out the name of the boy in front of her.

"Hahaha! I succeeded!"

Craft hugged Martin next to him excitedly, then frantically shook his head up and down.

"That's right! It's me!"

Craft rushed to the machine girl and attacked her.

"It's really done, it's incredible!"

"Wait...wait..."

The machine girl shyly protected her body and cried in a soft voice.

“H, H is a bad behavior!”

"H, you big-headed ghost!"

Craft shook his hand and slapped the machine girl in the forehead.

"You are a robot! What's the best thing about H!"

"Ahhh!"

The machine girl let out a cute cry, covered her forehead and squatted down, tearfully accusing Craft of his atrocities.

Martin Li looked at his adopted son with a blank look as he interacted with the robot he made, and his heart was in a mess.

This TMD is a robot!!!

The robots created by Craft have exceeded Martin's expectations. He thought that Craft would at most create a robot that looks like a human, but is actually a large toy. But now he sees the rich expressions of the machine girl in front of him and the intelligence displayed when communicating...

Remove the clockwork on your back and it's no different from an ordinary human!

After interacting with the robot with great enthusiasm for a while, Craft turned his head and looked at Martin Lee, who was calm on the surface and was already in a stormy heart.

"Martin, can you help get Alice a proof of identity?"

"Alice?"

Martin came to his senses and looked at Craft.

"Well, I gave her the name."

Craft pointed to the machine girl he made and told Martin the setting he had already thought of: "Alice Lee, Chinese name Li Mingnai, your distant niece, my cousin."

There is no need to give Naino a Japanese identity and keep a name. As for Alice, it is derived from Alice's meaning in Wonderland, which has something to do with the dream.

"But, she looks bigger than you."

"Generity, seniority!"

Craft waved his hand with an unhappy look. It was said that Naino in the dream looked like a high school student, but he would never call her a sister!
To be continued...