"OMG, what're we gonna do?" panicked Eliza.
At this instant, Tom punched Dr. Hansen's face and said, "Spies, don't panic! You can do this! Just do what you normally do, I have faith in you."
"OMG, Tom! You're an absolute genius!" Suddenly, Claire had an idea as she was lifted up from the ground by Fyre. "Eliza, let's do what we're best at!"
"No way!" exclaimed the astonished Eliza. "You can't possibly mean that!"
"Yes! I do!" responded Claire. "It's our only hope!" At the conclusion of her speech, she immediately stopped thinking. In fact, what Claire had meant was exactly this: thinking about nothing - that's what the spies were best at.
Without warning, Fyre, who had previously lifted Claire up into the air in order to throw her back to the ground, has stopped midway when it was unable to receive any signal to interpret from either Claire or Eliza.
Suddenly, Fyre has started to receive a signal! Claire has started thinking about her dissertation! In response, Fyre, with one hand still holding Claire, grabbed a pen and paper which happened to be lying around and started scribbling.
"What on Earth are you doing, Fyre?" demanded the frustrated Dr. Hansen after perceiving the actions of the robot. "Attack, you fool!!"
"Analysing data: 'How does the organisation of human resources increase profitability in the energy industry?' I have found 34,567 results on the Internet," answered Fyre.
"OMG! Are you doing my dissertation for me?" exclaimed Claire in joy. "You're the best!"
In fact, Fyre was programmed to respond to its enemies' actions by reading their minds. Thus, when Claire started to think about her dissertation thesis, Fyre 'responded' by doing all the work for her. Fyre slowly lowered Claire, placed her on one the side and grabbed Dr. Hansen's laptop and started typing. "What are you doing with my laptop, you idiot?" yelled Dr. Hansen.
"Investigating the social communication and interaction in a large and diversified business organisation. I have found 45,678 results," answered Fyre as he multitasked by writing with one hand and typing with the other. "I will summarise the key information in a new document."
"Don't forget to put it in your own words," reminded Eliza. "The last thing I want is to get penalised for plagiarism!"
At this instant, Tom punched Dr. Hansen's face and said, "Spies, don't panic! You can do this! Just do what you normally do, I have faith in you."
"OMG, Tom! You're an absolute genius!" Suddenly, Claire had an idea as she was lifted up from the ground by Fyre. "Eliza, let's do what we're best at!"
"No way!" exclaimed the astonished Eliza. "You can't possibly mean that!"
"Yes! I do!" responded Claire. "It's our only hope!" At the conclusion of her speech, she immediately stopped thinking. In fact, what Claire had meant was exactly this: thinking about nothing - that's what the spies were best at.
Without warning, Fyre, who had previously lifted Claire up into the air in order to throw her back to the ground, has stopped midway when it was unable to receive any signal to interpret from either Claire or Eliza.
Suddenly, Fyre has started to receive a signal! Claire has started thinking about her dissertation! In response, Fyre, with one hand still holding Claire, grabbed a pen and paper which happened to be lying around and started scribbling.
"What on Earth are you doing, Fyre?" demanded the frustrated Dr. Hansen after perceiving the actions of the robot. "Attack, you fool!!"
"Analysing data: 'How does the organisation of human resources increase profitability in the energy industry?' I have found 34,567 results on the Internet," answered Fyre.
"OMG! Are you doing my dissertation for me?" exclaimed Claire in joy. "You're the best!"
In fact, Fyre was programmed to respond to its enemies' actions by reading their minds. Thus, when Claire started to think about her dissertation thesis, Fyre 'responded' by doing all the work for her. Fyre slowly lowered Claire, placed her on one the side and grabbed Dr. Hansen's laptop and started typing. "What are you doing with my laptop, you idiot?" yelled Dr. Hansen.
"Investigating the social communication and interaction in a large and diversified business organisation. I have found 45,678 results," answered Fyre as he multitasked by writing with one hand and typing with the other. "I will summarise the key information in a new document."
"Don't forget to put it in your own words," reminded Eliza. "The last thing I want is to get penalised for plagiarism!"
Before long, Fyre has completed both Claire and Eliza's 7000-word dissertation.
"OMG! Thank you so much, Fyre!" exclaimed Claire and Eliza together in ecstasy. "You're the most intelligent robot we've ever seen!"
Fyre just stood there motionlessly, as no matter how clever a robot is, it is still unable to possess, thus respond to human emotions. Suddenly, it bent down and hugged Eliza.
In fact, Eliza was just thinking about giving Fyre a big hug out of gratitude. Nonetheless, as Fyre was bending down, it tripped on Dom and fell forward onto the spies. Despite knowing that it would be of no use, Eliza instinctively extended her hand to try and save Fyre. But Eliza's hand accidentally went through the big hole in Fyre's chest and knocked out the sphere which was shaped like an eyeball located at the centre.
*Zap* Fyre fell down without any signal. "Fyre! What's wrong?" enquired Claire as she rushed towards the robot.
"You clumsy girl!" yelled Dr. Hansen from behind. "You've destroyed its power system!"
~To be Continued~
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