The Whole Jinxi North Is in Chaos

"Aaaah—!!!"

Alice screamed, covering herself with clothes before shrinking behind Kraft.

"No! David! Listen to my explanation!"

Kraft, sweat beading on his forehead, grabbed Fatty Liao, who was trying to leave the studio. If he let him leave now, it would truly be impossible to explain!

"What explanation could you possibly have in this situation!"

Fatty Liao faced Kraft's sophistry with a look of grief and indignation.

"I always thought you just hadn't figured things out yet, but I never expected you to have this kind of XP! This is truly… pfft! Truly despicable!"

"It's not like that!"

Kraft, his expression darkened, tried to explain, but Quinn, that stupid dog, suddenly spoke.

"Shocking! Big brother's bad deeds have been discovered!"

"What nonsense, meow! You stupid dog!"

Bea couldn't help but swat the idiot, only adding to the chaos!

"See! Even your dog says you're doing bad things!"

Fatty Liao pointed at Quinn, who had just spoken, then froze.

"Your dog can talk?! And there's a cat too!!!"

The slow-to-realize Fatty Liao jumped up, eyes wide as he looked at the cat and dog beside them.

"Ah, oops, we've been found out, meow… It's all your fault, you stupid dog!"

Bea swatted Quinn again, complaining.

"Ah… my head hurts…" Kraft pressed his forehead, feeling a throbbing pain.

In short, the scene descended into chaos.

After a period of turmoil, Kraft finally managed to explain the whole story to Fatty Liao.

By then, Alice had also gotten dressed in a corner. Wiping her tears, she came to Kraft's side and sobbed, "Then, brother, I'll go prepare dinner for you."

"Yeah, just make something simple. Don't worry, this fatty has poor eyesight, and I managed to shield you in time."

Kraft smiled wryly, rubbing her head, and gently comforted her.

"Awoo…" Alice nodded, choking back a sob, then lowered her head and quickly left towards the kitchen.

Seeing their interaction, Fatty Liao's gaze towards Kraft turned malicious.

"It's too cunning that only you get to enjoy the robot maid!"

This fatty still hadn't given up on getting a robot maid from Kraft.

"Alice isn't a maid, she's my sister!"

Kraft emphasized to Fatty Liao with a very serious expression.

Seeing Kraft's serious expression, Fatty Liao was stunned: "You're serious?"

He knew Kraft very well; it was difficult for him to accept even an ordinary person, let alone a robot. Although Fatty Liao had been trying to pull Kraft into the "pervert" camp while joking, he was the last person to believe that Kraft would be tempted by a robot he himself had created.

Kraft sighed and briefly recounted what had happened.

"No matter what, Alice was created by me, so naturally, I have to take good care of her."

"Nominally a brother, but actually a father?"

Fatty Liao's thought process was also quite unconventional, otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get along with Kraft.

However, he quickly became excited again: "Doesn't that mean Kraft, you've created life? That's the realm of gods!"

"Artificial intelligence, who knows."

Kraft shrugged indifferently. Gods or not, he wasn't interested, because he was an atheist, even though he had witnessed beings with god-like powers in his dreams.

"You're too calm about this."

Fatty Liao clicked his tongue, somewhat accustomed to Kraft's nonchalant way of showing off.

"It's a shame you're unwilling to film these amazing inventions, otherwise, the Clever Hands Channel would definitely be even more popular!"

Kraft rolled his eyes, "Do you want the FBI knocking on my door?"

"Yeah, if the American government knew about this, you'd probably be locked up and exploited by them."

Being Kraft's good friend, Fatty Liao naturally didn't have any good feelings towards America, he just wasn't as extreme as Kraft.

"But this time, at least film something useful!" Fatty Liao changed the subject. "That solar-powered flashlight and the shoe-shaped razor from before were interesting, but not many people bought them! You have Dream Toy Company making money for you, but I'm counting on the Clever Hands Channel to make a living!"

"Doesn't the Clever Hands Channel still have advertising revenue?" Kraft frowned. "Your share should be enough for you to live comfortably, right? Did Uncle Liao find your collection again?"

A junior high school student's expenses aren't usually high. Fatty Liao, as the person responsible for the daily operations of the Clever Hands Channel, didn't get a high share, but it was definitely enough.

Actually, Kraft initially wanted to give all the revenue from the Clever Hands Channel to Fatty Liao, but he refused. In his words, that was the bottom line of a shrewd businessman.

"It's just… I just started dating a girlfriend, so my expenses have been a bit high lately…"

Fatty Liao answered hesitantly.

Kraft rolled his eyes so hard they almost fell out. "What can we even do at our age? What's the point of having a girlfriend?"

Kraft, who prioritized practicality and efficiency, couldn't understand Fatty Liao's hobbies in this area.

"You science-obsessed freak can't comprehend great love!"

Fatty Liao looked at him with arrogant disdain.

"You call this love, getting dumped six times in one year?"

"Five times! Only five times! The sixth time was on New Year's Day! That was already the second year!"

Kraft repeated in a completely flat tone, "Oh... so it was five times."

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"...Let's just start filming!"

Fatty Liao, finding himself in an awkward situation, clapped his hands, forcibly changing the subject.

"No rush, I need to eat first!"

Kraft generally agreed to his friend Fatty Liao's requests, as long as they weren't too unreasonable. So, he used his weekend to film the creation process of a few interesting and practical props, making a few extra for inventory. How they would be edited and sold later was Fatty Liao's job.

Since the techniques for these little gadgets weren't very advanced, Kraft found the making process quite relaxed. He also managed to unwind a bit during these two days of filming.

"Let's go to the music festival next weekend. You really need to relax."

Having finished filming, Fatty Liao put away his camera and patted Kraft on the shoulder, advising him.

"Yeah, I know."

Kraft rubbed the bridge of his nose. Even if Fatty Liao hadn't said anything, he had planned to take a break. He'd been spending too much time in the lab lately, and his mind was already feeling a bit sluggish. He'd only managed to keep going on sheer momentum, but now that he was relaxing, the overwhelming fatigue made him sleep until noon for the past two days.

He suddenly understood why those scientists wanted to conduct human enhancement experiments.

Kraft smacked his lips, but he still had no intention of participating.

"Music festival? Can big brother take me too?"

After two days of adjustment, Alice could finally speak normally in front of Fatty Liao, though she was still too shy to make eye contact and kept her head down, staring at the ground while they talked.

This, however, only amplified Fatty Liao's fondness for her, leading him to look at Kraft with envy and jealousy over the past two days.

So, before Kraft could even speak, Fatty Liao jumped up and patted his chest, agreeing readily. "Of course, no problem! I'll handle the tickets!"

"Can I go too? Take me along!"

Quinn, that silly dog, also came running to join the fun.

"Uh... about that..." Fatty Liao looked troubled. "Music festivals usually don't allow pets."

"F**k! This is species discrimination!"

Please vote a lot, everyone. My last book tanked after this recommendation, and I don't want to repeat that mistake...

Although last time I messed up badly by myself... ∠(」∠)＿

Also, it's getting colder. I tried voice input last night, and it was a complete disaster!

I really wish I had a Haro or a Jarvis... (Д`)y━~~