My different world is game mode.

Early morning on the second day.

Ye Haiya, who had not slept all night, was still sitting on the first floor of the residence.

The strong's biological clock reminds her of the passage of time.

"Morning?"

Ye Haiya’s current strength is naturally incomparable to that in his heyday.

So she took the initiative to take on the job of keeping watch at night, and watched Lindsay walk into the lounge on the second floor with her puppet maid last night.

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Ye Haiya picked up the kettle, poured herself a glass of cold water, and wandered around the room.

“It’s the craftsman’s work after all.”

"From the perspective of design and structure alone, this house is really nice."

To this day, only the mechanical race maintains this underground base.

But when it was first established, there were also professional craftsmen designing and producing it, and the safety park took into account many needs of human life.

The main structure here is not simply connecting rooms with tunnels, but opening up a truly huge space, using an open environment to accommodate all the buildings, so that people can live there for a long time without feeling overly depressed.

One night.

From food, clothing and daily necessities to calling mechanical servants, Ye Haiya personally experienced the connectivity between the house and the entire base, and everything was impeccable.

The only problem is house arrest.

According to the work ordered by the first generation master, the mechanical tribe continued their task of taking care of humans, but they protected the secrets of the base and maintained order within the base.

Therefore, humans entering the security park are strictly prohibited from engaging in unnecessary activities.

This world, this era.

There is simply no good way for humans to relieve boredom when they are alone.

Humans who have been locked up for a long time, except for maintaining basic living, have their mental state deteriorating.

At this time, Ye Haiya stood up and walked to the window.

The underground base is made of nothing but steel, stone and earth. However, thanks to the renovation by craftsmen, there are no problems of normal underground life here.

But when you look through the window...

Yehya saw the living conditions of the people in the security park.

She and Lindsay were assigned to a two-story house with a complex interior structure.

The shelter that ordinary people get is just a single residence.

Early in the morning, some people in the security park got up out of boredom and made inexplicable ghost howls. At the same time, some people crawled lazily on the ground, as if they were imitating themselves as a caterpillar, emitting their inner feelings in this weird way.

"..."

“We seem to be treated the best among these people.”

Looking at the mental state of these people, Ye Haiya thought of his childhood.

The humans imprisoned in the security park gain physical freedom and safety of life, but the price is a serious deterioration of their mental state.

The mechanical clan gave these people the opportunity to leave.

They gave up their freedom and chose their lives, and now they face the price that comes with it.

On the other hand, Yehya herself:

"So it seems."

"Their situation is actually better than being ruled by the organizers."

Ye Haiya smiled self-deprecatingly.

She couldn't tell whether she was laughing at herself as a child who was dominated, or herself now who dominated others.

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At this time, footsteps were heard coming down the stairs from the second floor.

Ye Haiya looked up.

"Outside of the mind, there is nothing; outside of the mind, there is nothing; outside of the mind, there is no reason..."

"Conscience..."

"Camel, lion, baby..." The maid doll walked down from upstairs in a daze, muttering some incomprehensible words.

Ye Haiya stared at the other person all the way.

But the maid doll really ignored Ye Haiya who had a weird look in her eyes.

She just pushed open the door, walked out blankly, and slowly disappeared at the end of the street in the underground base.

"..."

"Sister...Yehaya, good morning."

Lindsay's voice came, and Ye Haiya turned his head again.

He saw Lindsay stretching and walking down from the second floor.

Then the other party took out two long meat-filled pancakes from somewhere and threw one of them to him.

"Come, today's breakfast."

Ye Haiya caught it.

The next second, a salty and tempting smell wafted into my nose from the meat pancake.

Even before she took a bite, Ye Haiya's intuition told her.

The food she held in her hand now was far more delicious than anything she had ever seen or tasted before.

"..."

The seven-stage organizer uses a strong will to control the desire for food

She looked at Lindsay, who had already rolled up the patty and took a bite.

"Lindsay, what did you do with that puppet last night?"

"When it left just now, it kept mumbling something, as if it was stupid!"

Lindsay showed an honest and simple smile:

"Nothing much, just talked to it about some philosophical topics."

Ye Haiya raised her eyebrows:

"Philosophical topic?"

"I thought you did something weird with it."

"Aesthetically, the child is undoubtedly a beauty, and a machine that obeys human commands."

"I have my own loved ones." Lindsay shook her hand and explained, "It's to give them some necessary cognition to have a more sound heart. For example, topics like 'Who am I?' 'Where do I come from?' 'Where am I going?'"

Yahya is not optimistic about Lindsay's approach:

"They are a new species, and they are machines - how can they understand such a topic in such a short time?"

Lindsay smiled indifferently:

"I don't expect them to understand quickly, I just tell them everything I need to say."

"Besides, these mechanical tribes can share information among themselves."

"I told the maid doll these things, and it will share them with its own kind. Maybe someone will understand them."

Ye Haiya did not comment.

After getting the answer, she picked up the meat pancake in her hand, rolled it up like Lindsay did, and took a big bite.

"Ok?"

The silver witch's azure eyes were immediately filled with fascination and passion:

"Lindsay, where did this come from?"

"I haven't eaten anything with other flavors in all these years in the [Dust Path World]... No, your burrito is even better seasoned than the food in the normal world. There are even signs of source material skills involved in it!"

Lindsay nodded modestly:

"I made this myself. The production process did use some of the characteristics of the source. But you can rest assured that there is no problem with eating it. It may even be beneficial."

"..."

Ye Haiya finished the burrito in silence.

She happened to be sitting by the window, and looked out at the "scenery".

This seventh-stage organizer opened the friend channel he had just mastered.

Ye Haiya: [Linsey, what exactly is your source quality skill? ]

Ye Haiya: [You have demonstrated so many abilities since we met. This doesn't make sense! ]