20230520.
Lin Xian was quite confident about this password.
After all, Zhao Yingjun had said so back then.
Now that she built Rhine Sky City herself,
the gap in the air defense network was left for herself,
and this door-opening robot was specifically designed to recognize her,
under such a series of coincidences...
there must be a very deliberate deep meaning.
Lin Xian bowed her head.
She watched the trash can robot at her feet.
However...
After the green light in the trash can robot's eyes flickered several times, it suddenly dimmed:
"Password incorrect, goodbye!"
No sooner had it spoken than before Lin Xian could react,
the trash can robot, as if running out of power instantly, lost its balance, and fell backward—
Clang!
A dull sound.
This old, annoying, and always hopping-about trash can robot just rolled away with its round body to a display case nearby and stopped.
As if it were dead.
???
Lin Xian was full of question marks.
