Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

The gunpowder that had been buried for a long time suddenly seemed to be ignited, and then it was out of control.

There were not so many whys, and there was no need to say any reasons. Even if it was because of impulse at first, when he responded to her emotions, it was no longer as simple as impulse.

Shi Jiu's mutilated body and shocking wounds seemed like poison, stirring up all the inexplicable emotions in Bai Yao's heart. This kind of emotion was too strong and could not be summed up in the words "suspension bridge effect".

Bai Yao hugged Shi Jiu and saw the red light in his eyes getting darker and darker, and the panic in her eyes also increased.

Although she was not a professional, she knew that even the most advanced synth would shut down after suffering such serious damage.

Shi Jiu held her hand and said softly: "There is a recycling room on the spacecraft. There are many tools there. I can find replacement parts there."

Bai Yao raised her hand and wiped her tears carelessly, then carried his body with difficulty and followed his instructions and walked towards the recycling room.

Even if she kept reminding herself to be strong now, tears would still come out of her eyes unconsciously.

Tears fell one after another on the floor, and Shi Jiu's only intact hand slowly hugged her tightly.

No matter how often error messages appeared in front of him, he ignored them. Now he was looking at her side face with his red eyes, and smiled softly.

He said: "When I boarded the spacecraft, I established a connection with the system in the spacecraft, so I scanned that there were some scrapped synthetics in the recycling room here that had not been thrown out."

Shi Jiu's tone was relaxed, and there seemed to be a bit of pride in his soft voice, "Miss Bai, I'm very lucky, aren't I?"

This was something she would say before, and he was also diverting her attention by saying this.

Bai Yao laughed and said, "Well, we have always been very lucky."

They arrived at the recycling room, and sure enough, there were a bunch of scrapped and old synthetics lying here, some male and female, some old and some young.

Of course, this is just a setting in their appearance. After all, they are just machines, so how can they have gender?

Bai Yao put Shi Jiu down and he sat on the ground leaning against the wall. She squatted next to him and asked, "How can I help you?"

Shi Jiu shook his head and said, "Miss Bai, you can't help me. I can only do it by myself. Please go out and wait for me."

What else does Bai Yao want to say.

He rolled his eyes and smiled softly, "I will be fine. I promise you, I won't die."

Bai Yao pursed her lips slightly, but decided to respect his opinion. She walked out of the recycling room, closed the door, and waited for him outside.

Shi Jiu slowly crawled to a synthetic human from the same series as himself, removed its arm, and spent some time to connect the line at his broken arm to the arm, and the arm became stable. It was installed on his body and became his arm.

Then it became more convenient to have two hands. He found more parts in the pile of discarded synthetics, broken legs, torn skin, and those bite wounds... he found them all. replaced parts.

He didn't want Bai Yao to see this scene.

Because no synth would use parts from other synths to repair their own body.

To be more precise, their code only has the function of simply repairing their own faults, and does not have the function of repairing the body.

His current behavior is tantamount to a kind of "creation".

Humans are the creators of synthetic humans, and only humans can give birth to synthetic humans. If synthetic humans can piece together new synthetic humans, then their behavior can be defined by the "reproduction" of a certain group of people.

If synthetic humans learn to "reproduce", humans who have lost their status as creators will surely fall into unprecedented panic.

Shi Jiu never thought that he had given birth to a "creation" that humans were not allowed to have. He just saw Bai Yao crying, and the system analysis results told him that she cried because he was injured.

From the day he grabbed Bai Yao's skirt, it seemed that it was not that difficult to break through the limitations of the code. Not only that, he also learned a lot of knowledge that the previous database would not allow him to learn.

love.

This is really a magic word.

Whenever this word is mentioned, the code running in his body will jump wildly. It is clear that Bai Yao is not in front of him, but his visual system will constantly project Bai Yao's figure in front of his eyes.

Perhaps this irrational way of operating is what humans often call "thinking."

He "wanted" to see her every moment, and recorded her different looks every second into his memory chip.

Shi Jiu was sitting in the corner with his eyes closed. He had regained his complete body and even found a piece of clean clothes from an unknown synthetic human to change into.

After the system prompted him that all the parts had been successfully connected, he opened his eyes, eagerly climbed up from the ground, and hurried to the door.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Bai Yao, who was squatting outside, stood up and turned around, meeting the boy's eyes with his normal black eyes.

He was standing right in front of her, with his limbs intact and his clothes clean. Only his jade-white face still had some scratches, reminding her that his broken appearance before was not just an illusion.

There was a smile in Shi Jiu's eyebrows, and the corners of his raised lips were as bright and sunny as those of an ordinary boy. However, the scars on his face seemed to be telling her with great intentions - love him more.

Bai Yao threw herself in his direction and was picked up by him.

Her hands were wrapped around his neck, her feet were wrapped around his waist, and her face was buried in the crook of his neck. The synthetic human had no smell, but she felt as if she smelled a familiar scent, and there was a strange feeling of being found again. .

Shi Jiu held her body with one hand and gently stroked her back with the other. He comforted her and whispered in her ear: "I'm fine, Miss Bai. I'm fine now."

Bai Yao raised her head and looked closely at the wounds on his face, "Where are the wounds here?"

She clearly knew his identity as a synthetic human, but at this time, she completely forgot about it.

In her eyes, it seemed that he was more fragile than human beings.

Shi Jiu whispered: "These small wounds will heal automatically over time."

Simulated skin has the function of automatic repair. Although large-scale wounds cannot be repaired, there is absolutely no problem with such small injuries.

Shi Jiu looked into her eyes and said softly: "Miss Bai..."

She said: "You don't have to call me that."

He was silent for a while, and then said: "Yao Yao."

There was no disgust or disgust in her expression.

Shi Jiu said: "Yao Yao, your adrenal hormones are rising at an abnormal speed."