The Mechanic [BL]

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Chapter 23 – The Fruit Of Wisdom (1)

The hot sun scorched the rust-smelling metal and in the open space surrounded garbage stacked as high as buildings, Adam stood with his centre of gravity lowered and looked intently at the tall and dangerous man in front of him. He lowered his head slightly, his eyes sharp and calm, like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity. Fine beads of sweat spread over his slightly tanned skin and slid down the metal of his right arm, soaking the vest on his body.

On the other side, Diego didn't dare to relax at all. This AI ​​was progressing so fast that it made even him feel nervous. He had been practising boxing since he was five years old and had won the crown title of the champion of Lost Paradise for so many years. Even if he was now an alcoholic and had neglected his training for the past two years, he was certain that there wouldn't be many men in Lost Paradise who could beat him without using weapons.

But this robot, in just a week, had already figured out his punches and could dodge more than half of his attacks.

This made him a little... flustered, though he would die before admitting this.

"What are you waiting for? Waiting for your mechanic nanny to feed you milk?!" Diego goaded.

Adam, however, remained motionless, watching his movements. By irritating the opponent, you can greatly increase the chance of the opponent making a mistake.

Just as he saw an opening in Diego's left side and was about to rush forward to attack, he suddenly heard Zhang Xun calling him, "Adam."

Adam immediately stopped his steps and turned around without hesitation.

"Hey! Where are you going?!" Diego couldn't believe it. He faked an opening just now in order to teach a lesson to this robot who thought he was smarter than him, a boxing champion, but his opponent just flung him aside and left?!

"My mechanic is calling me." Adam replied naturally.

"Don't get distracted during practice! You can only leave after the round." Diego said angrily, "You're showing great disrespect to your opponent!"

Adam thought for a while, and then said clearly, "Oh, I'm sorry." He continued to run to Zhang Xun in the pergola without looking back.

Diego rolled his eyes, wiped the sweat from his forehead, took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and put it in his mouth, "Just like a dog."

"Ah-Xun, did you call me?"

Zhang Xun raised his head and saw Adam, sweating profusely, as if he had fallen into the water and been swimming in circles. He reached out and handed him a towel with some disgust. Adam took the towel and quickly wiped the sweat off his face and head.

As he moved, Zhang Xun said, "Next week the Security Advisor will bring someone to give you a psychological assessment."

Adam said, "Does the psychological assessment refer to personality and mental tests?"

"Yes and no." Zhang Xun said after a pause, "You should be familiar with empathy simulators, right? As far as I know, this kind of thing has been widely used in psychotherapy and the judicial system."

Adam made an 'oh' sound, not very surprised. The so-called empathy simulator was a product that has only appeared in the past five decades. By briefly stimulating several brain regions, including the hippocampus, the subject would lose any memory of the test. After the subject loses their memory of the test subject they are then put into a half-dreaming state by injecting a carefully measured drug. The subject is then hypnotised with an empathy simulator so the subject thinks they are in a different situation and then the subject's reactions and actions are observed.