Endless Debt

As an artificial life, Aimu has a soul. It comes from the soul of Alice. The Philosopher's Stone is embedded in the core of perpetual motion. As the foundation of Aimu, it covers the alchemical matrix of the harmonious body and spreads to whole body.

In the chaos of the timeline, after receiving the devil's gift, the Philosopher's Stone shattered into pieces and completely integrated into Aimu's steel body, completely supporting Aimu's existence.

Bailey conducted a comprehensive examination of Aimu before she was promoted, so comprehensive that Aimu was almost completely dismantled. Boluogo watched the scene at the time, and Aimu was dismantled just like a forensic doctor dissecting a corpse. Only the basic frame of the core is left, the head is connected to the mechanical spine, and the heart called the Perpetual Core hangs in the cold steel rib cage.

After repeated testing, in a sense, this part of the basic framework is the soul of Aimu, her body. As for the other parts, it is just an external mechanical structure.

As a miracle of artificial life, no one knows whether Aimu can be promoted like a normal human being, even if she has everything that a normal human has. After a comprehensive examination, Bailey began to reassemble Aimu and put some new technologies into it. imposed on Aimu.

For example constant metal.

It is obviously difficult to replicate King Solomon's miraculous creation with the existing technology of sublimating the furnace core, but it can still be done with certain imitations. Bailey calls this poor imitation barrier metal, which has the same properties as constant metal. The effect can block the influence of the outside world on the metal itself, and can also protect the substances under the metal.

The specific energy efficiency of interrupting metal is much worse than that of constant metal, but it can be regarded as a technological progress. Whether it is a physical attack or an ether flow impact, it has a certain degree of defense and can be used in To a large extent, it obscures Amu's own etheric reaction.

Similarly, there are pros and cons. Blocking the metal will also limit Aimu's own etheric output. However, after testing, blocking the metal will not affect the harmonic body. According to Bailey's speculation, it should be blocking the metal while the secret energy is taking effect. The nature was distorted by it and became a part of Amu himself.

Unlike the constant metal, the secret energy has a higher priority than the blocking metal itself. In addition, there is no need for Amu to release the ether outside the body. This iterative enhancement was finally approved.

After comprehensive inspections and iterations, Aimu's promotion ceremony finally began. The whole process was smooth, just like the promotion of other condensers. It was as simple as the promotion. There was no confusion or any accidents.

During subsequent re-examinations, the only abnormal phenomenon that could be called an abnormality was that Aimu's basic framework had undergone some changes. The alchemical matrix lines on it could be clearly observed, and the metal seemed to have undergone some kind of qualitative change and transformed into crystal. , like ruby-like crystals.

Research on Amu is still continuing. As the first artificial life that can be promoted, her importance to the Bureau of Order is similar to that of Boluogo. One is a pioneer against the devil, and the other is the dawn of artificial life.

Aimu sat down next to Boluogo, and Sere served her the same glass of orange juice. In Sere's words, underage people should not drink alcohol.

As time passed, everything was developing steadily. Boluogo and Aimu chatted about the recent events, while Aimu lamented the speed of time.

She still remembered that it was exactly a year ago that Aimu met Boluogo around this time, and the messy things that happened after that led to the current situation.

Boluogo had the same sigh, saying from time to time, "It's the third year."

time.

Boluogo often felt an inexplicable sense of powerlessness as time flew by, as if the world he was familiar with collapsed before his eyes, and he gradually lost his sense of time.

How old are you?

Boluogo often asked himself this, and he couldn't give a definite answer.

Centenarian? Borlogo doesn't feel any connection to old age.

young people? Boluogo felt that his mentality could not be as relaxed as that of a young man. He always felt that something was weighing heavily on his heart. Boluogo didn't know what that thing was.

It could be the pressure that is everywhere.

Yeah, pressure.

As far away as the devil's conspiracy, as far as the unpredictable future, the changing situation, as close as the other evil spirit...

The more Boluogo thought about it, the more complicated the chaotic thoughts in his mind became, like thousands of mosquitoes and flies, buzzing, his brows were tightly knitted together, and his expression became serious and cold.

"Bologo?"

The voice interrupted Boluogo's thoughts. He turned his head and saw Aimu looking at him with concern.

She hesitated and whispered, "Start again?"

Boluogo was silent for a moment and nodded unwillingly, "Well, I feel a little bit like that again. Countless thoughts are flying towards me, almost overwhelming me."

Borogo would not be overwhelmed, and he knew it.

The shattering of reality has caused many consequences. For Bologg, the most serious one is that Bologg knows too many secrets.

The Etheric Realm, The Etheric Tide, The Original Thing, The Strife of the Devils, The Dawn War, The Chosen One...

No matter which piece of information is pulled out, it is a shocking secret that is enough to detonate the entire extraordinary world, but these secrets are all stuffed in Boluogo's mind. He knows the true face of the world he lives in better than anyone else, and he also knows the true face of the world he lives in. I feel very uneasy because of this real face.

Palmer and Hart laughed loudly, and then drank it all. At this time, Boluogo became envious of these idiots. They didn't need to worry about these things at all. As for dragging them into the water? Even if the regulations allowed it, Bologo would not do it.

So what if the fools know those secrets? They can do nothing but get drunk. The right people do the right things. These fools have endless energy. That is their position, Boluogo. He has a strong heart, so he has to be troubled by the true appearance of the world.

Aimu said, "Relax, Boluogo."

Bologg slowed down, his breathing became deeper and steady, and he took a sip of orange juice. The cold liquid slid down his throat, like cold water poured on overheated machinery, making Bologg feel much better.

"It's okay, just the usual... trouble."

Boluogo explained that after Aimu went through a new round of changes, she became extremely good at observing others. All kinds of micro-expressions could not be hidden from her. Coupled with the rich knowledge in her mind, she was like a humanoid lie detector. Same.

Not long ago, Aimu noticed Bologg, who was bowing his head in thought in the corner, and noticed the changes in emotions and expressions on his body. Bologg did not explain his troubles to Aimu. He could only enjoy this kind of thing alone. But Aimu still tried her best to help, through the knowledge she learned in books.

"You should see a doctor."

Aimu felt that Bologg's current situation should be related to mental illness. To be precise, she had never felt that Bologg was mentally healthy. It was just that although Bologg was twisted before, he could at least maintain a healthy mental balance. Now, , Borogo seemed to be getting a little worse.

"No, I know what those doctors will say."

Bologo is well aware of his condition and what kind of problems he is facing. "The doctors would say I have an anxiety disorder or something like that."

Boluogo realized the true appearance of cruelty in this world, but he did not have the equivalent strength to face this cruel world.

Today, Boluogo is just an ordinary believer. He may be very powerful in the Great Rift, but in the extraordinary war, he is just an insignificant pawn.

Boluogo knew this too well. Just like when he was in the army, no matter how powerful the soldiers in the company were, they were as small as ants compared with the entire vast and grand war.

The weakness of his own strength caused Boluogo to feel pressure, but he had no way to change, at least not in a short period of time. Boluogo could not convince himself to stop thinking. He could only enjoy the pain and take pleasure in it. .

"Are we the only ones today?"

Burlogo tried to forget these things and put his thoughts on the party.

Aimu said, "Others will come too."

New friends...yes, new friends.

Hart became the bridge of communication between the Special Operations Group and the Sixth Group. For this reason, Boluogo made many new friends. After providing psychological counseling for these new friends, these new friends gradually accepted the name of the Undead Club. Ghost place.

Before he finished speaking, there was another knock on the door, and they were coming.