His Robot Broke

As the supreme commander of the space city, Jing Mo couldn't escape the robot companion assigned to him by the Central City: a demure, obedient female robot who looked pitifully helpless.

He couldn't refuse, so he had to keep her at home as a housekeeper.

Robots only needed energy, never slept, and were strong enough to work all day without giving their owners a sour look.

Having one more humanoid robot was no different from having a cabinet-shaped, palm-sized, or portable robot in his house.

But Jing Mo soon realized that this robot did no work. She ate and drank all day, and slept longer than he did, despite him being human.

After thinking it over, Jing Mo decided the robot was broken and submitted a request to the Central City to have her scrapped.

The request was quickly rejected: [Commander, please make a sincere effort to get along with your spouse.]

Jing Mo: "..."

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In her previous life, Zhe Yun had a terminal illness and died from it. When she opened her eyes again, she had arrived in the future and woken up inside a robot.

She could have muscles without exercising, stay alive whether she ate or not, fall asleep at the touch of a button without worrying about insomnia, and replace broken parts painlessly without needing time to recover. Lounging on the sofa in the sun, she sighed, This is what being alive is all about!

The next second, the front door exploded open. A group of people barged in and dragged her off to be scrapped.

Zhe Yun: ?

Zhe Yun: "I only just got to enjoy a few good days! Damn this interstellar era! Robots have no rights!"

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Locked in a dark room to await her turn to die, Zhe Yun had nothing to do but continue the smutty story she'd left unfinished in her head. In a fit of rage, she wrote at a furious pace, and her masterpiece, Robot x Human, took the entire internet by storm.

When the Central City realized something was up, a massive protest broke out across the robot network: [Hand over our beloved author! Humans will prevail!]

Central City: ?

[Hand over our beloved author! Robots surrender!]

Central City: ??

[Hand over our beloved author! Please give our beloved author back to us QAQ]

Before the Central City could even finish wondering what was going on, Commander Jing Mo stormed into the scrapping facility. The ever-composed man's face was dark with anger.

"She's my wife."

Written on 2025.04.04

Theme: Life matters.