Simon lay in his cradle, and for him, everything that had happened over the past two days felt like a dream.
Who would have thought that an ordinary working-class person from the early 21st century would suddenly transmigrate while playing a game?
Simon: I've read so many transmigration novels, but I never thought it would be my turn today.
But I remember I was playing Hollow Knight at the time, so why am I in the near future?
And according to the smart home's notifications, it's currently 2077.
Could I have transmigrated into Cyberpunk 2077?!
Oh my god, is this a pre-order bonus?
But I don't think I waited until Mount & Blade II: Bannerlord was released… No, that's not right, it's 2077, Mount & Blade might already be on its third installment, and the elder scrolls might already be on its sixth, and also…
The cradle let out a short "Beep!" alarm, then began playing soft music.
Lu Jiande's phone OS alerted him to unusual behavior from the infant.
He rushed into Simon's small bedroom, only to see his son sleeping peacefully amidst the gentle music.
Comrade Jiande showed the meticulousness of an engineer.
He took out his phone to check the surveillance footage and saw his beloved son rolling and wiggling in the cradle like a lively little caterpillar, full of energy.
The man couldn't help but smile, squatting by the cradle and gently poking Simon's little nose with his right index finger.
Simon, who was feigning sleep, immediately broke character.
He turned his head away in dissatisfaction, shouting in his heart: Hey, isn't it embarrassing enough to be a kid?
After teasing his son for a while, Lu Jiande regretfully returned to his study to continue working.
To care for his son and adjust his wife's schedule, he had applied for some low-confidentiality tasks at his workplace, planning to work from home during this period.
Although there were household robots that could act as nannies, Lu Jiande didn't entirely trust these intelligent machines, not because he denied the logical capabilities of smart AI.
But he knew that from a psychological and early childhood education perspective, infants and toddlers are very much in need of affection, and it's best for them to be with their mother, as this provides the child with a great sense of security.
Some things, technology cannot provide.
Seeing his father leave, Simon breathed a sigh of relief and continued to study the chinese parents system on him, or simply, the system.
After some exploration, Simon realized that this was a very "human-touch" but not "human-like" tool system.
To be honest, this system wasn't one of those small main god-like systems that could take him traveling through different worlds, which left him with a bit of an insatiable disappointment.
He sometimes wondered, if this system had intelligence, how would the two of them get along, and if this system issued mandatory tasks, what would he do.
If it were the former situation, he would likely make a friend; in an era of advanced artificial intelligence, humans would have to learn to coexist with disembodied intelligences.
If it were the latter situation, Simon felt he would probably resist, letting the other party do whatever they wished to him.
The usage of this system was the same as the brainstorming gameplay in "chinese parents", where you consume action points to explore brain holes, which is essentially a match-three game, allowing you to gain intelligence, emotional intelligence, imagination, memory, physique, and comprehension points.
Comprehension points can be used to quickly master knowledge and skills.
As for obtaining action points, Simon needed to complete the daily goals he set for himself; the more difficult the goal, the more action points he would receive.
Additionally, encountering "epiphanic" sudden events would grant a large amount of action points.
Simon now also suspected that he had actually transmigrated into "chinese parents", but as a cultivation game — as the system hinted, this was Simon's life — it held infinite potential and diverse changes.
At this stage, as an infant, Simon didn't have much awake time in a day.
Eating, drinking, pooping, peeing, and sleeping; after subtracting these, there were only three or four hours left, and after further subtracting the time he was bothered by his parents, he was left with about an hour.
Simon had always been very well-behaved, so Lu Jiande and Sun Hui felt very at ease with him, which to some extent increased his freedom of activity.
The optional task bar in the system was always blank; only actions performed by Simon that were recognized would be recorded.
A maximum of five tasks could be set per day, with no time limit for individual task completion, and the order could be freely adjusted or tasks canceled.
Long periods of repetitive exercise might turn a certain skill into a specialty.
There wasn't much an infant could do, and Simon's most vivid memories were of "rolling over" and "clapping hands to the beat of the music."
He tried it, and sure enough, it worked.
A good beginning is half the battle, he thought, happily patting his little belly after seeing the action points he gained from completing the task.
Both parents had heavy workloads to deal with, so a month later, their family acquired a bionic robot — "Little Brother."
"Little Brother" was, of course, just a nickname, because Sun Hui liked to say, "Little Brother, if there's no work, just stay put."
And so, this 16th-generation civilian HOME Type 3 smart bionic robot, produced by the National Science Department, jointly developed by over three hundred domestic technology companies, and manufactured by the National Mechanical Factory, was henceforth named Little Brother.
The world had now entered the age of intelligent machines, and countries with technological capabilities each had their own design philosophies.
Domestic intelligent machines followed a path of "accessibility," "softening," and "standardization."
To avoid causing resentment and panic, domestic intelligent machines were prohibited from using human facial samples, so the robots created all had cute, childlike faces.
Little Brother was an off-white bionic human, round-headed and round-bodied, with a seamless display on his face that could show tens of thousands of emoji expressions.
Normally, Little Brother always had this expression: -_-
Dumb.
Little Brother's voice was a silly, goofy baritone, and his catchphrase was "Really?"
Even dumber.
Little Brother had many functional modules; his ten fingers were very flexible, and he could perform more specialized tasks by changing mechanical arms.
However, he often pretended not to find his toolbox, which was hidden by the robot vacuum cleaner, and then he would be ridiculed by his built-in operating system, CDOS.
Perhaps in the eyes of a Programmer, such a robot would be cuter?
Truly an idiot…
Simon's one-month birthday happened to be on a Sunday, and the family of three was at home preparing for a full-moon celebration.
Then, relatives suddenly emerged from every corner of the Solar System.
Some who lived nearby came in person to the full-moon banquet, while distant relatives and friends were like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, mainly divided into two categories: those whose gifts arrived but they didn't, and those whose gifts didn't arrive and they didn't either.
This was further subdivided into cloud blessings, voice blessings, video blessings, physical blessings, virtual blessings, and so on.
Sun Hui and a group of old women were having a cloud dinner in the projection room, and during it, she was invited to hold Simon, who was wearing a diaper, onto the table.
"Kang Kang, come on, roll for the aunties."
Simon pretended to be clueless.
A certain "plastic sister" let out a sarcastic remark, "This child is only one month old, how could he possibly roll over?"
Sun Hui threw down the handful of melon seeds she was clutching and glared, "My son is very smart, okay?!
He loves to roll around when he's bored.
Quick, Kang Kang, show them!"
After a serious psychological struggle lasting half a second, Simon, with a look of "humiliation," performed a front roll, and then, amidst cheers and applause, he did another, and another…
"Look how happy this kid is."
"Yes, yes."
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