Villain Rescue System - Chapter 105

If the King of Achill knew that the A.I abandoned by him would become the key figure in destroying him in the future, he would never give it to her casually as he did.

“Wen Li.”

Wen Li couldn’t stand up from the ground. It sat on the spot with his upper body propped up, its two glass-like eyes focused on her.

“Master.”

Wen Long: “…”

That title felt really awkward.

She glanced around in the room, and her eyes stopped on the standing lamp by the bed.

Wen Long walked over and removed all the lamps from it, leaving only a metal shelf that reached her neck.

It took her a lot of effort to drag the shelf to Wen Li’s side.

“Here, use it as a crutch.”

Wen Li slowly raised its eyes.

It stretched out its right hand and grabbed the metal frame she handed over.

The flexible mechanical body quickly stood up with that crutch.

However, due to the serious damage to the body, after standing up, it looked as if it would fall down at any time.

Looking at it, Wen Long frowned.

Sure enough, she still had to find a way to fix it.

She carefully looked at Wen Li from top to bottom.

The skin injury was easy to deal with…

The artificial skin industry for A.I on the market was very advanced, it could be easily repaired, and the price was not high.

Looking at it that way, the broken limbs were more difficult to fix…  However, it couldn’t even control its balance.

The most convenient thing about being Achill’s princess was that she could use any of Achill’s resources at will.

In the highest-level library in Achill’s palace, there must be books about A.I and mechs.

Wen Long looked at Wen Li, who only had a pair of mechanical cores left, and smiled brightly, “I will fix you, this is a promise.”

Wen Li did not give any reply.

It was not a home-use A.I, and had no design in the program to please humans.

It just had to obey orders, and Wen Long didn’t issue any instructions to it.

For non-directive sentences, it did not need to reply.

Therefore, it did not understand what the so-called “promise” meant.

“You can live next to my bedroom, I asked someone to prepare a separate room for you.”

Wen Long knew that Wen Li had already developed a little self-awareness, or maybe it was because she knew that the robot was also a fragment of God, she did not leave it alone. She did not think of it as an A.I, but as a human whose consciousness was still in chaos.

(Idnim: Going to use ‘He’ instead of ‘It’ from here after.)

Wen Li raised his head.

He finally recognized a command, “Okay.”

Wen Long was about to tell him to go back to the room, but then she thought of something, and added another instruction, “Open the control center.”

Just like in the hall, Wen Li opened the skin layer on his chest, revealing the control center inside.

Wen Long: “Mr. System, can you take some pictures for me?”

Although it didn’t know her intentions, the system quickly agreed: [Okay.]

The wiring inside was very complicated, Wen Long couldn’t understand it, and didn’t dare to mess with it casually, so she just turned on a few components she knew and asked the system to take pictures.

“Okay, you can go back to your room.”

Wen Li leaned on the metal crutch in his hand, and walked crookedly step by step toward the room Wen Long had arranged for him.

He lost his strength and was unable to perform even the most basic anthropomorphic activities.

However, he survived.

Those eyes, which were as clear as glazed glass, flickered with blue light on and off.

He wasn’t abandoned.

Wen Long looked at his leaving back.

The plot of that world would begin after the alien invasion.

Achill owned the richest land and resources in the entire interstellar world, thus becoming the first planet invaded by alien species.

Achill was the last and the largest battlefield in the interstellar world to fight against alien species.

It was ironic that Achill, who was once the most powerful and invaded countless planets, would eventually become a slaughterhouse filled with sorrow.

However, no one knew that the reason why Achill fell so quickly was that there was actually another person behind it; that was the villain, No. 73.

As the ultimate weapon of the Achill Empire, he had killed countless humans.

After the awakening of self-awareness, he began to realize that the existence of human beings would only bring about endless wars and killings.

And when he was abandoned by Achill, the metal field took the lead in dismantling his control center.

No. 73 was also able to escape from the control of the program, escaped from the metal field, and spent several years repairing his body.

Disgust for humans and hatred for being abandoned constituted all his consciousness.

Well, in order to put an end to all that, he thought of simply killing them all.

So when the alien species invaded Achill, he joined the aliens and became the mastermind who provided information in various fields of human beings.

Although aliens were very strong, in terms of individual ability, they were all inferior to Achill’s generals as they didn’t even have A-level mental powers.

The person responsible for killing the generals was No. 73.

The lethality of the empire’s weapon was naturally extraordinary, and he personally beheaded his former “colleagues” one by one.

It could be said that his existence had advanced Achill’s destruction by twenty years.

Wen Long had only one mission in that world, and that was to prevent him from forming an alliance with aliens, so that the villain and humans could stand on the same front.

In fact, she didn’t like the task very much.

It gave her a sense of the hypocrisy of persuasion.

She closed her eyes and sighed softly.

But she couldn’t watch the people of Achill be massacred by aliens, and do nothing.

…

“Your Highness, refreshments have been prepared for you in the royal garden.”

The servant in charge of serving Wen Long bowed.

Wen Long was talking to the system about selecting books about mechs, when she was suddenly interrupted.

It was only then that she remembered that the original owner had to go to the royal garden to enjoy refreshments every afternoon.

Wen Long, who had just been immersed in the ocean of knowledge, frowned.

The original owner would waste two hours eating while enjoying the flowers…

Such a waste of time.

Not only that, the original owner took more than an hour to bathe and dress up every morning, and she also took time while eating meals and enjoying various entertainment activities, which made her waste the whole day on these meaningless things.

Then how could she have time to study?!

Seeing her frown, the servant called out cautiously, “Your Highness?”

“Go and ask Wen Li to come with me.” 

The servant was stunned for a moment.

Her Highness really liked that new toy…