"Right," Lin Xian suddenly turned his head, looking at the trash can robot:
"If I bring you back 600 years, you won't fail to recognize me, right? I don't want to end up with some AI crisis where you mistake someone else for your creator."
"Of course not," the trash can robot waved its mechanical pincers:
"Have you forgotten the 'identify voice' command and the activation password? Those are the core elements; only those two things can wake me up and activate me."
So that was it.
Lin Xian had nearly forgotten about that.
He still couldn't quite understand... where exactly did the code for that voice recognition command originate from?
After all, he wasn't even sure if he was VV.
And where had Zhao Yingjun got his voice from?
"Forget it, it's not that important."
Lin Xian stood up from the rock:
"Then let the moment come... from which history will change its course."
"Do we start memorizing the code now?" VV lifted her head, looking at Lin Xian.
