"Mummy. Mommy is great ..." Anderson stopped halfway through and did not continue.
He was very careful not to just reveal things about mommy out in the open.
Luther was shocked that it was his mother who taught this child to play darts.
He instinctively thought of Joyce, a woman who could use darts to perfection. There would be no one else in this world other than Joyce.
Suddenly, his heart tensed up.
He had no idea if he was having an illusion already, but if he looked carefully, the little boy in front of him, indeed, looked a bit like Joyce.
"What's your name, little friend?" Luther smiled and his tone was gentler, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Luther."
Anderson looked up, "Why should I tell you? Besides, I don't want to know who you are."
"..." Luther speechless. He was such an arrogant cool boy.
He felt his pockets, but he didn't have anything fun with him now, let alone any toys for the children.
Instead, there was a state-of-the-art AI pencil.
He took the AI pencil out of his pocket, "Children, look at this pen. It’s equipped with artificial intelligence. It can record audio and it can be connected to the internet to search for the latest information and read the result for you. At the same time it’s even an AI robot. It can talk to you and you can ask it all the questions you want to know."
Anderson's crystal eyes stared at the pen in Luther's hand. Artificial intelligence?! It sounded interesting.
He loved these things the most.
Intelligent? It could also chat with him, and it sounded fun!
It's so much more fun than playing with those little brats just now.
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