The Bionic Butler and His Noble, Frail Master

Shang Shengchen, a frail beauty, is one of the leading talents in the field of biological sciences. His mind and thinking are exceptionally advanced. He owns dozens of biotech companies and pharmaceutical factories. Before this world fully entered the cyber age, Shang Shengchen had already made a fortune and retired behind the scenes, cigar in hand, enjoying the spectacle of capitalists tearing one another apart.

The cyber age arrived, and factories producing bionic humans sprang up everywhere. Someone gave Shang Shengchen a special gift: a bionic butler, code-named 001, whose organs had been replaced with those of a real person and whose body had been modified with chips.

The capitalists wanted to use 001 to get rid of Shang Shengchen. He had too much influence, and he was disobedient. The capitalists did not like him.

Looking at the world as a whole, it was ruled by hackers and overrun by demons and monsters. The people who wanted Shang Shengchen dead were not limited to humans with equivalent wealth and resources.

Shang Shengchen accepted the gift without question. With his long legs crossed, he watched the handsome man standing before him, naked and tall with a muscular build. He smiled slightly. “Did your master teach you to do anything? Like, say, kill me?”

001 lowered his eyes, his voice deep and rich. “Esteemed sir, you are my only master.”

He watched Shang Shengchen nervously. His eyes were bright and dewy, just like a human’s.

“Let’s not call you 001 anymore.” Smoke drifted from Shang Shengchen’s lips, a cigar held between his elegant fingers. “I’ll give you a name: Lin Yan.”

After receiving his new name, Lin Yan’s words and actions became even more like those of a human capable of independent thought. Ever since he arrived, Shang Shengchen had grown increasingly busy. He had suffered several bouts of stomach trouble from exhaustion, frowning as he leaned over his desk, his pale hand covering his upper abdomen. Lin Yan wanted so badly to massage it for him.

“Master,” Lin Yan bent down and touched Shang Shengchen’s stomach, awkwardly rubbing it. “Would you like to take a rest?”

Shang Shengchen lifted his eyelids and glanced at him. He did not push him away, only replied weakly, “It’s fine. No need.”

Lin Yan developed feelings and became utterly dependent on Shang Shengchen. He cared for him without rest, and his favorite thing was to crouch beside the bed, chin in hand, gazing at his master’s breathtaking sleeping face.

Shang Shengchen’s feelings toward Lin Yan were hard to define. He tolerated all of Lin Yan’s boundary-crossing behavior, allowing him to get close, letting him hold him while they slept, and even stroking his head.

Shang Shengchen’s indulgence made Lin Yan grow bolder and bolder. Several times, he held the slender Shang Shengchen down on the bed, gripping his snow-white wrist, his breath scorching. “Master, Lin Yan likes you.”

Shang Shengchen never struggled. As usual, he casually rejected him. “Get lost.”

“Master, Lin Yan won’t leave.”

Lin Yan’s eyes were filled with madness. The awkwardness he had shown when he first arrived was long gone. He greedily breathed in the warm fragrance at Shang Shengchen’s neck. “Lin Yan wants Master.”

#The bionic butler is a little silly, but he sure is strong.

CP: A ruthless, fake-iceberg, ultra-capable, business genius, top-tier schemer who fishes without realizing it, a frail beauty on the receiving end × a devoted, impeccably proper, older, gentle, fatherly loyal-dog bionic human on the giving end. Both are inexperienced. The giver must be the purest being in the entire world.

One-on-one, happy ending. The giver is 12 years older than the receiver (meaning the bionic human’s physical age when he was modified). He spoils the receiver to pieces.

Also: After they get together, the silly-dog giver calls the frail receiver Baby, Madam, and Sweetheart. He wags his tail furiously and scares off everyone who gets close to the receiver. If that is not your thing, turn back now.

“Doggy may be silly, but Doggy is strong! Woof, woof! Does Master want to reward Doggy? (flops down)”

Please note:

1. This is an early draft of the blurb and probably not the final version. Screenshot date: [2023.9.23]. The time and names are included.

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3. This is a fictional setting. Do not nitpick the details, look for substitutes, or assume there are real-life models. Please do not project real people onto the characters.

4. The characters’ values do not represent my own. Please do not nitpick them.

5. Don’t you dare bring me stolen stories, damn it. How annoying.

6. Filler.

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