I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early

Cat Garbage twitched twice, "In my civilization, we have 182 genders. When different genders meet, mating is a social etiquette, as simple as eating and drinking."

"So this sentence is a polite greeting... and also the deepest memory I have."

I see...

Lu Yuan exhaled a murky breath from his chest and said earnestly, "As a powerful warrior like me, of course I've mated."

Cat Garbage shuddered, "That's good, comrade. I'm relieved because I haven't mated... With the massive reproductive ability of my civilization, have we conquered Pangu Continent yet? By the way, what is my civilization? And which Epoch is it now?"

Lu Yuan turned his head and looked toward the distant horizon.

Good grief, seriously, good grief.

Those few sentences almost knocked him down.

He walked over and gently patted Cat Garbage, "Comrade, if you're feeling sad, don't keep it to yourself. You can talk to me."

Cat Garbage, "I don't have emotions; I'm just a robot after all. Comrade, tell me the truth."

Lu Yuan said, "It's already the Ninth Epoch... the ninth of the Eighth month. You understand what that means, right? Your civilization is definitely not from the Ninth Epoch, is it?"

Cat Garbage suddenly trembled, and then, all its parts collapsed, falling into a long silence.

Finally, it let out a sad "Meow~~!!"

This mournful wail, heart-breaking for those who heard it, tear-jerking for those who listened.

Old Wolf was startled and let out a snarling roar, "Arr! Arr!"

The scene was indeed pitiful.

The civilization was gone, only a dimwitted artificial intelligence remained in the world, fighting the terrible Demons to the last moment... If it weren't for Lu Yuan intervening, it would still be fighting.

"Lu Yuan, I just violated the robot law, my thinking was malfunctioning. My system has reset, I'm sorry." Cat Garbage once again uttered a bizarre sentence.

It might be this protective mechanism that allowed it to endure everything, sticking to the "Demon," constantly emitting "beep beep beep" alert sounds.

Thus, the shocked Lu Yuan and Cat Garbage embraced deeply once again.

"No worries."

"Comrade... you seem very sad."

Lu Yuan spoke sincerely, "Actually, I don't have a mate."

"That's so sad." Cat Garbage said sadly, "If you're feeling sad, don't keep it to yourself. You can talk to me. After all, we are comrades."

Lu Yuan always felt this sentence sounded familiar.

Then he smacked his forehead, wasn't this what I just said?

Damn, I sympathized with this guy for nothing, can't be too moral.

He immediately looked expressionless, "From now on, I'll call you Cat Mama."

"No way, the great Cat Mama has already died... I'm just an artificial intelligence, I can't usurp their place." Cat Garbage refused, the name representing some mysterious Qi Fortune.

"How about I call you Old Cat, is that fine?" Lu Yuan wasn't imaginative.

"I accept this proposal." Cat Garbage said, "Comrade, can you help me make a body?"

"Of course, no problem."

Cat Garbage began murmuring softly to itself, "This human has only one hand, can he really make me a body? Does he have the ability? Is he just a big talker? Should I not question my comrade? Will our future interactions be smooth?"

"Wait, we've actually teamed up to defeat a Demon!"

"What does that mean? It means we defeated a Demon! Hahaha, this damned Demon! Someone will always take you down!"

"What did you say?"

The large Cat Garbage realized Lu Yuan was eavesdropping and immediately collapsed, somewhat embarrassed, "Sorry, I unintentionally spoke my background thoughts out loud."

"Now I'll just restart the system to correct this mistake."

???

Lu Yuan's mouth twitched, swiftly creating a new image for this mentally ill artificial intelligence...

Damn, I can't take it anymore, I have to cover my old face!

Kick it away!

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Just like that, Lu Yuan lost a communicator, but on the Pangu Continent, he picked up the first thing that could talk.

An artificial intelligence with quite a problematic brain.

But it could talk!

It could talk!

How awesome is it not to need to talk to oneself?

It was just like the massive relief after the college entrance exams, bursting into an internet café to engage in intense battling with classmates for three days and nights! Continue your journey with empire

Society's number one sycophant, Old Wolf, fell out of favor. It was jealous, not knowing what its master was babbling about all day long.

And this junk cat turned out to be a chatterbox with a strong desire to communicate.

"Comrade, I'm really miserable, during the long battle, I even forgot the name of that demon... Is it really called the Demon of Feces? Actually, I'm a bit suspicious that you're deceiving me."

"Comrade, the great Cat Mama once said, first look into the opposite sex's eyes, and if they aren't looking at you, then you can rightfully admire their reproductive organs."

"Can't you be a bit more elegant?" Lu Yuan said.

The cat-shaped garbage, completely unconscious: "Of course, I am a noble artificial intelligence. Even in my civilization, I am still noble and elegant."

The two talked nonstop all night, their tongues blooming like lotuses, unable to stop at all!

Both had tragic pasts, and... tragic futures.

So after a simple initial interaction, they spontaneously found each other's weaknesses and developed a common language.

But for some reason, was the real harmony only for a brief three days?

The way male humans and machines get along is through... attacking each other!

Not through comforting each other.

This one morning, a metallic Old Cat was twisting 'creakily' outside the door.

The tail made of iron chains flicked back and forth like a slippery loach.

These were parts Lu Yuan found in a junk pile and assembled into a simple body since they were all rusty junk, it moved with a 'creak creak' sound.

But at least it wouldn't fall apart immediately—aptly named Cat Garbage.

Its first sentence upon entering was: "Lu Yuan, a pink wool sweater, is that your fetish? Why? I can't understand."

Lu Yuan, caught in a soft spot, pretended nothing was wrong: "Our human culture is different from yours; we humans need to wear clothes, you don't need to..."

"By the way, starting today, you can keep track of time for me."

He launched a fierce spiritual attack!

Why? Because now it's the Ninth Epoch, keeping track of time, means it had to realize that its civilization was no more.

Don't run away!

The twist of the Cat Garbage stopped as it kept scratching its head, a screw on its head flew off with a 'clang'.

But its inner speaker kept talking: "When are you leaving, returning to the human world?"

It too launched a fiery spiritual attack.

Lu Yuan ran his fingers through his hair, regretting having told it so much, yet his spirit was undiminished: "Humans have long been conquered by your civilization. Oh, which civilization was yours again?"

The cat's tail also fell off.

This was its sore point, it couldn't even remember which civilization it belonged to, truly tragic.

It just said one sentence: "Lu Yuan, the great Cat Mama once said: bullying the mentally challenged is not the act of a hero."

One has to admit, as a combat robot, its capability for sarcastic speech was indeed maxed out.

Struck hard, Lu Yuan rushed over and embraced the pile of junk deeply: "The great Cat Mama once said, Old Wolf, bite it!"

Old Wolf roared and charged, trapping the machine cat motionless; its parts flew about everywhere.

"Comrade, how could you let the dog bite me?"

"That's its deep love for you~"

With the praise, Old Wolf bit even more fiercely, its mouth full of rust, looking just like a blood-sucking werewolf.

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