His gaze fixed firmly on the highly futuristic red container sitting squarely on the floor, Luca stepped forward, full of anticipation, and gently tapped its outer shell.
"Thump, thump, thump~"
"Hmm? No reaction?"
"But it seems the container is made of carbon fiber."
After fiddling with it for a bit, even the mainboard chip of White popped out when Luca pressed the conspicuous circular chip slot, but the robot still showed no signs of activating.
After reinserting the chip, Luca recalled the plot of the original Big Hero 6 movie and tentatively spoke with a slight hesitation.
"Ah~ It hurts~"
Even though he only feigned a 'cry of pain,' the red container, which had been completely still before, suddenly lit up with a circular band of light around its chip slot and emitted a faint 'beep-beep' alarm.
Immediately after, the red storage box rapidly unfolded.
The white 'filling' inside quickly inflated and expanded like a balloon.
In just a moment, an inflatable robot, somewhat resembling the Michelin Man, stood upright on the open storage box.
The plump, white robot first looked down at its surroundings, then blinked its eyes in confusion, before taking small steps out of the storage box and heading towards Luca.
However, the living room of the Villa where Luca was currently located was already cluttered with a large pile of express deliveries, and there were also many obstructions in its path.
The plump, white inflatable robot was in no hurry and slowly began to repeat its actions.
Look down.
Bend over.
Move.
Take small steps forward.
This guy was actually planning to move all the obstructing clutter to the sides, one piece at a time.
This scene completely broke Luca, who had been full of anticipation.
After quickly rushing over and haphazardly helping it push all those items to the sides, the inflatable robot finally stood still and looked at him again.
The inflatable robot raised its right hand, which only had four fingers, and a very gentle but slightly dull electronic voice emanated from within its body.
"I am White, your personal healthcare companion."
Luca breathed a sigh of relief when he saw White finally beginning to work normally.
However, White's next sentence left him stunned.
"Hello, Luca."
"Huh??? You know my name??"
At this moment, Luca was truly full of question marks.
Although it was mentioned in the previous synthesis panel that White had 'tens of thousands of medical knowledge reserves' internally.
This indicated that the robot he synthesized should possess all the information loaded by the original Hiro Hamada, and perhaps even some original recordings, in addition to this information and artificial intelligence programs.
However, no matter what, White's database should not have his name.
Even the Dominator pistol from before only bound usage permissions after he synthesized the item, through basic response programs and the input of information such as voice prints and fingerprints.
However, White, in front of him, tilted his head slightly in confusion when he heard Luca's question.
(●—●)
"Yes, I know your name, Luca von Orange. I noticed you require medical assistance because you cried out "It hurts.""
"Wait, wait!"
Luca directly interrupted White's somewhat dull recitation and continued his previous question.
"Why do you know my name??"
(●—●)
"According to the Zero Law, Luca von Orange is designated as the highest authority, and all commands from the highest authority must be fully obeyed," White replied quickly after blinking his dark eye cameras twice.
"The Zero Law? So that means there are also First and Second Laws?" Luca immediately followed up.
"The only extra-programmatic law is the Zero Law, which takes precedence over everything. The First Law within the program is that a robot may not harm a human individual, or allow..."
White's voice continued to broadcast, but Luca had already fallen into deep thought.
'Extra-programmatic law? And it designates me as the highest authority?'
Even if Luca thought with his toes, he knew that this must be his golden finger showing its might.
In fact, when Luca obtained the core components of White, he had similar concerns.
The few items he had synthesized before, even the Dominator pistol with a smart chip, at most had simple basic functions like scanning, responding, and confirming identity. Only this time, the synthesized White was a truly advanced artificial intelligence with autonomous evolution and emotional modules.
For technologically advanced creations with advanced artificial intelligence, such as the 'Red Queen' from Resident Evil or the 'T-800' from the Terminator series, if loyalty couldn't be guaranteed and they ended up turning on him after being synthesized, it would be a huge joke.
The reason Luca dared to synthesize White so confidently this time was because this version of White was merely a medical robot with healing functions, so there was no need to worry about betrayal or similar issues.
But now it seemed that his golden finger had already thoughtfully handled this problem for him.
However, what White called an 'extra-programmatic law,' in Luca's opinion, had both good and bad aspects.
The benefits, of course, were self-evident.
Such a thing, belonging to the power of the golden finger, meant that even if his artificial intelligence had its program tampered with by others, with just a word from him, control would be regained, and no one could snatch it away.
As for the drawbacks...
The 'extra-programmatic law' also meant that even Luca himself could not replicate this program.
If, in the future, it wasn't a system creation but a replica he produced through technical means, it probably wouldn't be able to enjoy the benefit of 'absolute loyalty.'
'Hmm, I'm still a bit too greedy. The current situation is already as good as it gets. In the future, I can be more confident and bold when synthesizing these intelligent items.'
Luca, having received extremely good news, snapped back to attention, and White, at this point, had finished reciting all those fragmented 'laws' and resumed his previous work.
"Scan complete. No external injuries capable of causing pain detected."
"Fluctuations in your neurotransmitters and hormones detected, diagnosed as tension and mild anxiety. No similar treatment plans found in the database; database expansion required."
"Partial deficiency detected in your right forearm below the elbow. It has been effectively treated, and you are wearing a mechanical prosthesis. Resistance training and muscle contraction exercises are recommended regularly to ensure limb health."
As he spoke, White's chest immediately lit up, and he began to project 'rehabilitation exercises' from within.
"Stop, stop, I'll do this later when I have time."
Luca, who had completely missed White's previous sentence, waved his hands repeatedly. Only after seeing White stop playing the projection did he resume his questioning, his expression becoming more serious.
"I want to know, in your database, is there a method to treat 'Neural Synaptic Callus Syndrome'?"