Craft teased Alice for a while, but in the end, Martin Lee, who was still in the dark, made the decision and asked him to remove the meaningless clockwork.

"Don't you want to be her brother? That's how you act?"

Martin gave Craft a sniffle and cursed with anger.

"Okay OK...I get it..."

Craft rubbed his head and muttered to remove the clockwork behind Alice again.

"Too, great!"

Alice cried with joy and hugged Martin Lee.

"Thank you, Uncle Martin!"

Things were very simple afterwards. With Martin's current power, it was too easy to get Alice an identity proof.

But Craft did not arrange for Alice to go to school immediately.

First of all, he wanted to observe for a while. Although CRAST had already inputted most of the common sense to Alice early on, making her look no different from ordinary people, her essence is still a robot after all, so it is better to observe for a while.

In fact, if it weren't for the fear of trouble, Craft wouldn't think there would be any problem with Alice's exposure of her identity.

The second reason is naturally because of age. Although he has the title of brother in terms of seniority, it is a fact that Alice's external age is older than herself. Although she can give her a new body, Craft thinks it makes no sense. It is better to wait for two years to get older and go to the ninth grade with Alice.

"It's good," Martin Lee said to Craft as he tasted the meal cooked by Alice. "I'm not at home often, and I can feel more at ease with Alice taking care of you."

As he said that, Martin glanced at the robot girl who was eating with relish and felt speechless again.

What a good robot, I still have to have a meal... I really don't understand what young people are thinking today.

But the craftsmanship is really good.

Martin laughed and shook his head and continued to taste the food on the table.

Alice has good skills, which is necessary. Craft urges Martin Lee to get married every day. Didn’t he just want a breeder who knows how to make Chinese food? So when he entered information for Alice, he also stuffed a bunch of recipes in it.

Next time, I will ask Fatty Liao to see if I can come from his recipes for a few signature dishes from Fumanlou.

Craft quickly snatched the rice, planning unsatisfiedly.

After a hearty lunch, Martin Lee felt much more at ease when he looked at Alice who was consciously doing housework.

No matter the weird complaints on this robot, at least in terms of practicality, he could also leave Craft at home with confidence and devote himself to the revenge plan against the Magia Gang.

"I still have a job, so I'll leave first."

Martin Lee patted Craft's head and reminded him.

"If you have time, prepare more trump cards for yourself. Recently, I have had some conflicts with others in business, and they may come to you for trouble."

"Come again?"

Craft frowned. This was not the first time this happened, otherwise why did he have to use strange equipment such as anesthesia watches for himself? It was because he had similar experiences before.

But that was a relatively early thing. This situation never happened again after Martin established the shelter.

"Aren't you all a Monopoly now? Why are there anyone coming to trouble you?"

"It is because I have greater power now that there are more things like this. However, my opponents were not strong in the past. Before I found you, I was solved by my subordinates. But this time the opponent is different..."

Martin Lee rubbed Craft's head, squatted down and said with a serious expression: "I need to mobilize a large number of people to deal with them, so you may have some negligence here. Is there any problem?"

After dependent on Craft for so long, Martin Lee still knows him very well. His adopted son is not as gentle as he looks on his face, so he does not treat Craft as an ordinary child.

"No problem at all!"

Craft patted his chest confidently and replied.

"Don't worry, I have many methods!"

"For example, I don't know when I learned Kung Fu?"

Martin raised his eyebrows and quipped.

“Hey hey…”

Craft touched the back of his head embarrassedly.

After that dance, Martin asked Craft curiously what happened. He naturally would not hide anything. He took out the arm-strengthening wrist guard he made and showed it to Martin. He originally wanted to do something for Martin, but was rejected.

"You are more than one with a trump card."

Martin said meaningfully as he patted Craft on the shoulder.

After explaining to Craft, Martin Lee left the house. What he told Craft was true and false.

The revenge of the Margia Gang was expected by Martin, but it would be a lie to say that he had no one to ensure Craft's safety. However, Martin wanted to see how much his adopted son could do, and by the way, he dug a small hole for the Margia Gang who came to steal the house.

"Is there something dangerous going on?"

Alice listened a little while ago, and after Martin left, she leaned over carefully and asked in a low voice.

"Safety is not a big problem."

Craft did not take Martin Lee's reminder too seriously. He was still very confident in his inventions. In addition, after being calm for so long, Craft was not as alert as before, and was much more relaxed than before.

"But I still have to strengthen your arms."

Although he is not too concerned about Martin's so-called business opponent, Craft is a guy who can't leak, or rather, he hopes that he can become a wise man who can't leak, so he will never forget the precautions he should have.

After all, Alice's attack method is except for a pair of rocket flying fists that have more stereotypes than practicality, the only one wrist soy machine gun is used to make fun of.

"Hey? I, do I want to fight too?"

Alice waved her hands in a panic look.

"I can't do it, fighting or something is so scary!"

It was also strange. Craft clearly adjusted his personality while inputting information for Alice, but in the end she still had a soft and cute personality like in her dream.

Craft had no choice but to do this. Artificial intelligence is still too profound for him, and he dared not touch too many hands and feet.

"Don't worry, just strengthen your self-protection ability just in case."

After comforting Alice softly, Craft stood up and stretched.

"I'll go take a nap, and then go to the studio in the afternoon to help you upgrade."

"Ha--I'll have a sleep first, have my brother prepared a room for me?"

Alice also yawned and asked, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Craft: "…"

What exactly did Dr. Dongyun think? The robot sleeps! How did the physiological reaction of yawning and tearful?

Although Alice was assembled from beginning to end by herself, Craft felt that even if he mastered all the knowledge related to robots in this world, he could not understand the mystery.

"Come with me."

Shaking his head to put aside these messy thoughts, Craft took Alice to an idle room and took out an inflatable mattress and pillow quilt from the cabinet.

"You can just make it a little bit, help you upgrade in the afternoon, and then take you to purchase some daily necessities."

“Hi~”

Even though Craft sets Alice as a Chinese, she still has some habits and mouth fetishes that only Japanese people have. However, this is not a big problem, so Craft didn't care too much.

It's better to say that this is more cute.

After helping Alice to simply organize the room, Craft returned to his room and fell asleep.

He was able to acquire various knowledge from time to time in his dream, so Craft developed the good habit of taking a nap, but it also had a bad effect. He was used to sleeping when he woke up in the morning, otherwise Craft would not have made a screaming chicken alarm device for himself.

As Craft fell asleep, a middle-aged man wearing a white coat and sparse hair on his head appeared in his dream.

I've been lucky these days.

Looking at the standard white coat, Craft's eyes lit up. With this outfit, it basically shows that this dream is a scientific approach, and the middle-aged man in front of him is still a new face that he has never seen before.

This made Craft feel quite anticipated.

...

"Brother, it's time to get up."

Alice, who was woken up by the alarm clock, got up from the bed and came to Craft's room and knocked on the door gently.

"Come in!"

Craft's voice came from inside, and it sounded like he was not in a good mood.

Alice pushed open the door and stuffed her head into the crack of the door.

I saw Craft sitting on his bed, with a dark face and an angry look.

"Did I disturb you?"

Alice was still very afraid of him when she was touched by Craft's "scarce hands". She asked carefully, for fear that Craft would get up and irritate herself.

“…It has nothing to do with you.”

Craft saw Alice's little hamster-like expression and rubbed her cheeks hard, making her expression less ugly, soothing softly.

Clamping his nose bridge and turning it off the bed, Craft calmed down his anger while leading Alice to his studio.

What the hell is a solar flashlight?! And that shit person will kill you three thousand... Can this TM be called invention?!

He is both a white coat and bald. Looking at the appearance of a technology-sided boss, he actually took the funny path like a handmade Geng? No! This guy's invention is not as good as a handmade Geng!

I'm so angry!
Chapter completed!