After rebirth she became heartless

Chapter 58

The last sentence was almost shouted, but the anger in her heart did not lessen in the slightest because of this venting sentence. Sure enough, Brandon was still dreaming the same big dream as before. He wanted her to be the same as before, like a puppet without independent consciousness, being controlled by him and living under his surveillance all the time. Only then would he be happy and satisfied.

The chip had been activated and could no longer be taken back. The little bee was startled for no apparent reason. It tilted its head, shook its plump little body, and stubbornly fell back into Crystal's palm.

The "little bee" fluttered in Crystal's palm, its sharp mouthparts searching for a place to pierce.

Brandon was stunned and subconsciously begin to explain.

"I don't mean to spy on you, I just want to know your..."

Crystal's eyes were filled with coldness, and Brandon didn't dare to look closely.

"I don't want to hear your explanation."

"Now, please leave immediately."

The cold order to expel the guest does not contain any warmth.

Brandon swallowed the bitterness and said fiercely, "Whatever you think, you must have this chip implanted today!"

Crystal answered loudly, "I said I don't want it!"

As it struggled, the delicate and fragile instrument rolled to the ground. The "little bee" flicked its wings awkwardly a few times and finally became motionless.

When a mechanical heart stops, it makes a snapping sound, so small that no one in the room can hear it.

Brandon heard it. His face turned pale instantly, and the heartbeat of the tracking chip stopped at the same time, as if something else had stopped.

"I don't want it."

Crystal said loudly, "Brandon, I will not continue to live under your surveillance like before!"

A tense atmosphere spread. Olivia opened the door, and she and Harry looked inside cautiously because they didn't expect Crystal's reaction to be so intense.

Only Lily was secretly worried for Crystal. She knew Brandon's temper. He would definitely be angry if he was rejected so harshly, and this consequence was something no one could bear.

But Brandon said nothing.

He just picked up the broken tracker and left in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

...

It is late at night, and a small light is on in front of Brandon. Perhaps the subtle light can help people concentrate. Brandon does not have the habit of studying late at night. He thinks that is the behavior of fools.

Don't regret what you have done. The words "make up" seem to have never appeared in Brandon's dictionary.

He would occasionally stay up all night on a mission, but he would never waste his precious time on such meaningless things.

Although the advanced trackers were extremely valuable, Brandon could get as many as he wanted given his status. If one was broken, he could just throw it away. He would always have new ones.

Not to mention the tracking chip was damaged so thoroughly.

The entire heart of the mechanical bee was broken, and it should be impossible to repair it. Brandon replaced it with a new one.

After the program was restarted, the little bee felt a little aggrieved. Advanced robots have some emotions. It doesn't understand what it did wrong to be treated like this.

Compared to a completely destroyed heart, damage to the wings is more troublesome. In order to meet the requirements of 300 rotations per second, the wings of the bee are very precisely constructed. If a small gear is damaged, the bee will never be able to fly again.

He completely disassembled half of the wing. It was obviously just a mechanical device without independent consciousness. Was it worth his spending so much time to carefully repair it?

Brandon trembled.

In other words, what exactly was he repairing?

In other words, what exactly was he repairing?

Crystal said that he was a late love cheaper than grass.

He blinked.

Then just treat him as he is.

The machine chip has no sense of pain. When Brandon tightened the screws, the little bee trembled slightly in pain as if it had its own life.

Brandon's heart also trembled slightly.

Mr. Spencer said that when working for the Organization, one cannot have personal emotions.

Mr. Spencer wants obedient children who can help him settle disputes and chaos. He says that love and liking are the most useless and ridiculous things in the world, and those who believe in love will never have a good ending.

Brandon used to think so too. Love is the most ethereal thing in the world. It has no effect other than making people fall into useless emotions. Since he doesn't believe in love or emotions, why does his heart hurt so much?

The diameter of the screwdriver was so small that it was difficult to see with the naked eye. Brandon endured the pain in his heart and tightened the last delicate gear. The little bee could fly again, and the cute little guy fell into Brandon's palm again.

When it landed in Crystal's palm, did it feel just as vivid and lively?

He doesn't know either.

The next second, the buzzing sound of the flapping wings disappeared, and the cute little bee instantly turned into a pool of dirty water.

Because the tracker had exceeded its usage time and had not yet entered the host's body, it adopted a self-destruction program.

This is the established program and fate of the robots, and also the ultimate fate of every "worker bee" in the Organization.

Brandon was stunned.

But he is a human being, he has a heart, has feelings, no destruction procedures will be used.

Olivia had already given instructions that all the decorations of Residence should be in accordance with Miss Ford's wishes because she is the new owner here.

That's what everyone did at the beginning. Lily pulled several trucks of packages, but there was nothing she could do about it. She was from the north, and her work was like embroidery: rough but meticulous. The truck was carrying expensive furniture, and one piece was worth the price of a house.