Sage's Queen's Cultivation Diary

The arm passed through the waist of the sculpture, as if hugging affectionately. I don’t know if it was added later or it was the same. The beauty of the sculpture, the slender fingers are like works of art, no matter where they are placed, they will be the most appropriate and precious decoration.

"But who is this?"

Looking at those jade-like hands, Cavel became inexplicably sad.The arm was broken and disappeared completely from the elbow up. He stretched out his hand to touch the severed arm, but his arm trembled. No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't stretch his hand forward even a little bit, Kawhi Er knew that his heart was afraid, and he didn't know what he was afraid of, but it was indeed afraid.

"Ugh......"

With the existence of this arm, the sculpture instantly becomes confusing. The writer will see a poignant love epic, the artist will feel the beauty of human nature from it, and the fanatic will be furious at the hand that defiled the god. . . . . .And what about Cavill?He didn't know, he didn't know what he should feel from it, his subconscious told him that he was doing the most stupid useless work.

However, the bottom of my heart was heavy, as if being pressed by something.

He stretched his arms back and blinked vigorously: "I didn't expect that I would be so sentimental. Generally speaking, shouldn't it be very happy to see this kind of couple who are made in heaven end up like this? But why can't I be happy?" .”

He wiped his eyes again. His eyes were very dry and his eyelids were heavy. There were still no tears flowing from his eyes. He was relieved and sighed.

Jumping off the sculpture, Cavell bowed to it again, and he couldn't tell whether it was respect or just pity, but anyway, he couldn't bear the slightest dislike for the sculpture.

"He should be a competent god..." Cavel looked at the sculpture, or the severed arm at the waist and abdomen of the sculpture, which gently embraced the waist of the sculpture, as if guarding What is the same.

"Then please continue to take good care of him, even if you only have one arm, please take good care of him, he is very pitiful."

I don't know when it started, Cavel has already had a special emotion for this sculpture, which is compassion.

"please."

It's just a stone, the guardian is a stone, and the guarded is also a stone, but Cavel still expressed his inner feelings, just like a girl who knew it was superstition and naively made a wish to a shooting star.

Then, he turned around and walked towards the door of the church without saying a word, facing the direction of the gray light shining through the stained glass, and left without hesitation.

The door of the church is still open, and there are no plots that are customary in horror novels. Caville looked towards the crack of the door, and there are no bloody eyes on the other side of the door. The surroundings are still so quiet, with gray light The light on his silver robe added a mysterious atmosphere to this dilapidated church for a long time.

Walking out of the door easily, Cavel took a deep breath. The air is not fresh, but it is definitely not turbid. There is a small bookstore opposite the church. He was stunned, and walked towards the bookstore with a fluke mentality. go.

The door of the bookstore was also closed tightly, and Caville knocked vigorously on the store door made of unknown metal, but did not leave a trace on it.

"Is there anyone please?"

No one answered him, so he sighed and turned around to leave, but at this moment, the sound of the automatic door opening came from behind him, and then a thick male voice came into his ears——

"Hello, welcome."

Looking back happily, a blond man in a suit and leather shoes appeared in front of Cavel's eyes. Before he could be happy, he discovered something strange——

The blond male has no legs.

Of course, this does not mean that he has a disability, but that he has no legs at all. Below the waist of the blond man, there is nothing that can be called limbs. Instead, there is a bowl-shaped object similar to a rocket accelerator. .

Some faint blue gas continuously flowed out of the accelerator, and the gas floating into the air seemed to make the gray air a bit cleaner, but it was a pity that it soon returned to its original state.

"Are you a resident of this world?" Cavel asked tentatively, but the blond man didn't answer his question.

"Hello, welcome."

Caville frowned, and a bad premonition came to his mind: "Robot?"

Hearing Cavel's words, the blond man finally reacted: "The welcome robot 'Zawat 5468' is at your service, which book do you want? I will find it for you from the database location."

"Welcome robot?" Caville touched his chin. "That is to say, there are other types of robots, so there should be individuals with fully awakened intelligence."

Although all intelligent life in this world seems to be extinct, robots have survived tenaciously and are still managing the world in an orderly manner. Since cleaning robots and the robot that can only find books in front of us can survive, then Smarter robots have no reason to be destroyed.

"Do you have any other companions? I mean the ones who are taller than you."

"Unknown command, please query again, enter the book name or type, and I will find its location for you from the database."

Not smart enough to communicate.

Obviously the welcome robot in front of him didn't have the wisdom to clearly understand what he said. After thinking about it, Cawell continued: "The history of civilization development."

Since you can never get the answer from others, you can find it yourself. According to the welcome robot, the knowledge reserve in this world is still very rich. After all, the books in a small bookstore must be searched by machines from the database. It can be seen that there are many books.

"Accepted, searching, please wait a moment." Sure enough, the welcome robot also responded this time, and after about 10 seconds, it shook its head apologetically at Cavel, "Sorry, the search failed, The database is empty."

"Empty?" Cavel was a little surprised, "Why is it empty? The store doesn't look like it's been damaged. There shouldn't be such a thing as books being lost, right?"

Although the organic life forms in this world have completely disappeared, the city has maintained its original appearance, without any damage, and it doesn't look like it has been eroded by the doomsday.Cavel tilted his head and glanced at the bookstore. There was nothing but a counter. It seemed that the collection of books was not placed here, and it was just something similar to the Data Management Bureau.

But the welcome robot returned to its original appearance: "Unknown command, please check again and enter..."

"Can't you..."

Cavel frowned and looked around, only to suddenly realize that every building in this city is very interesting, the clock tower is really just a big clock, and on the top of the office building is a book that looks like a middle-parted hairstyle. It, even the door of the bookstore in front of you is cast in the shape of animal teeth, and most of the buildings are like children's whimsical graffiti.If the designer's head hadn't been pumped, then the aborigines in this world would have been terribly innocent.

Seeing this, Cavel, who originally wanted to go to the tallest building in the city to find the intelligent robot, sighed: "Every building is like a kindergarten, how can I find it here?"

Abandoning this idea, he waved his hand towards the welcome robot: "Goodbye, blond brother, although you can't understand what I'm saying, thank you anyway."

After he leaves, the welcome robot may fall into a permanent deep sleep again. At this moment, Caville can't help but rejoice that it is just a robot, without emotion, and will not be lonely. It's the best gift ever.

"Unknown command..."

The welcome robot repeated his lines again, and Caville couldn't help being a little amused: "Haha, I really feel like an idiot."

"Then live well." He stepped forward and patted the shoulder of the welcome robot, "You may never have your own life, but I will always remember you, so live, I will be your survival Witnesses who have lived. Maybe there will be a miracle in this world that will allow us to meet again?"

This is just talking, and Cawell clearly knows that it is basically impossible to meet again. It can no longer be called a miracle at all, and it can only be a tiny miracle.

"Unknown command..."

Cavel turned to leave, and the mechanized voice of the welcome robot came from behind, which was rarely pleasant in this silent world.

"By the way!" He turned his head suddenly, "You don't have a name yet, it's poor, why don't I get one for you, let me think about it, your model is Zawat, then your future name will be Wa Zat, what's the name like?"

"Unknown command..."

"Goodbye, Vazzat." Caville smiled, even though he was only talking to a robot, his lonely mood was relieved a little.

"Hope we're not just passers-by in our lives."

. . . . . .

Cavell has gone far, and this empty city has returned to its former tranquility. The welcome robot, or Wazart, is still waiting quietly, waiting for someone to come to him in this empty world Search for information about books.

After waiting for a while, seeing that no one had passed the message to him, he performed a very standard gentleman's salute and began to slowly retreat back into the store.

"The welcome robot Vazat is at your service, looking forward to your next visit."