Another Life: Elf Archer

"I said why don't you just open it and take a look?"

Sanchi Shui held the rice bowl and looked at Shi Sui, who was frequently distracted across the table, and said.

After Shi Sui asked for San Chi Shui's opinion - he had no objection - he directly added one to the quantity of the recipe he originally prepared for himself.

The intelligent robot directly brought the cooked slow-roasted simulated fish and genetically modified quinoa rice to the dining table, prepared three different kinds of artificially cultivated vegetables for the two of them, and then pushed out a small refrigerator, which was specially prepared by Sui. Dessert, then "Beep" twice and stood back in the corner to wait.

This was not the first time that San Chi Shui had dinner at Shi Sui's house. He was always the only one in his house, which was not as lively as San Chi Shui's house.When he is not playing games, Sanchi Shui will come over from time to time. Occasionally, he will bring some "not very nutritious" home-cooked dishes made by his parents for Shi Sui to try.

Shi Sui and his mother moved to this half-new community more than three years ago. Those smart home systems full of high-tech atmosphere are very incompatible with this community that still retains the tradition of "human power".

The residents of this community are the most ordinary ordinary people. They can't find any meaningful jobs in today's artificial intelligence-dominated society. They do insignificant things under the government's policies that are half relief and half appeasement. For small things, I get some symbolic wages.

Anyway, even if they don't work, they will still live without worries about food and clothing. The rapidly developing social welfare system ensures everyone's survival guarantees - such as medical care, and also ensures everyone's living security - such as education and entertainment. Likewise The rapid development of various religious and philosophical ideas has taught people to find the meaning of life beyond career and wealth.

And many young people like San Chishui living here, after receiving a certain number of years of education, will choose to join virtual worlds such as games to find fun if they have no other life plans.

Therefore, Sanchishui is very proud of being able to bring an elite-looking person like Shi Sui into "Wentian".

The [-]-year-old mother was an ordinary gentle woman. On the first day she moved here, she knocked on his door with a delicate cake she made and said with a smile, "Please take good care of me in the future."

She also watched tenderly and let Sanchishui come to play often, and even prepared slippers and home clothes of the right size for Sanchishui at home.

It's just that her health has never been good, and she has lived in a nursing home in the city center most of the time since a year ago. Only Shi Sui chose to continue living in this remote place alone for some reason.

A year ago... Sanchi Shui still remembers the heartbreaking crying coming from the room next door.

A small wooden box with a name and date and a black and white photo attached was delivered to Shi Sui's home.

It was the ashes of a girl who died when she was only 15 years old. They were sent here from the other side of the ocean, and were placed in front of that gentle woman without any cover-up.

At that time, he ran out of the door in a panic, and just as he was about to knock on the door next door, he saw Sui Sui with a dull face through the half-open door.

Shisui didn't seem surprised by the news, nor did he resent his father for taking his sister away without authorization and letting her die in a foreign land.

It seems like he really doesn't care.

"You'd better open that box and take a look!"

Sanchi Shui's thoughts drifted back to his eyes, and looking at Shi Sui's face that was lost in thought again, he couldn't help but repeat it.

During the meal, Shi Sui had been distracted several times. Each time, he stared intently at the cardboard box wrapped with brown tape. Then he looked away awkwardly as if he had woken up and stuffed a few mouthfuls into his mouth. After the meal, I unconsciously repeated the same behavior again.

If you care so much, why do you have to be so self-inflicted?Sanchi Shui didn't understand very much.

Shisui slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at the grains of quinoa on his plate, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"How about I help you open it?" Sanchishui asked tentatively, "I'll open it first and see what's inside, and then I'll tell you. Then you decide whether you want to see it yourself?"

Shi Sui nodded slightly, Sanchi Shui breathed a sigh of relief, put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, stood up and pushed away the chair.

Sanchishui hesitated for a moment, then carried the heavy cardboard box to the sofa in the living room, looked at Shi Sui and asked again:

"Should I open it now?"

Shi Sui looked at him and smiled helplessly: "You don't have to be so careful, just open it!"

Sanchi Shui touched his nose, found a key from the table, and opened the brown seal on the outside of the carton.

A box full of documents, a few books and something that looked like a chip caught San Chi Shui's eyes.

Sanchi Shui looked at it and picked up the books.

"Is this... greek g and nothingness?"

Sanchi Shui opened the first book and saw a picture of pottery on the bookmarked page, with the title cybere riding n.

"Are these the books your sister likes to read?" Sanchi Shui flipped through another book, and there was another one that looked like a collection of fairy tales.

"She shouldn't be able to read it." Shi Sui was still sitting at the dinner table, looking at the three feet of water and stacking the books neatly on the coffee table.

"Huh?" Sanchi Shui raised his head.

"Her vision had been severely degraded before she was taken away."

Sanchishui lowered his head and continued to look through the documents in the box.

"Are these... all medical records?" He opened a thick folder, which was full of text, pictures and tables that he couldn't understand.

My younger sister, who should be called Mianmian—the same Mianmian who thinks about distant places—seems to have been troubled by a rare progressive neuron disease since she was a child.

This disease should be somewhat similar to motor neurone disease, commonly known as "ALS", but the symptoms are more severe.

Not only is the body's muscles atrophy becoming increasingly severe, but also the five senses are gradually lost.

Sanchishui also saw some records of symptoms.

Deterioration of vision, loss of taste, loss of smell, deterioration of hearing, and finally loss of pain.

The rate of muscle atrophy gradually accelerates, and all motor systems of the body are affected. Finally, symptoms including dyspnea and respiratory failure appear.

After Sanchishui saw the red symptom records, he also saw the neurological evaluation of Mian Mian. Unexpectedly, he saw a lot of words such as "normal" and "better than average" on this page.

Sanchi Shui turned back again, convinced that his English level was not that bad.

It seems that her brain's central nervous system itself is extremely normal, and its activity is no less than that of any healthy person, and her memory, understanding and other thinking abilities are also outstanding.

But all these neural activities are restricted in the brain and cannot be transmitted to other parts of the body, just like a person whose soul is sealed in a narrow box.

Sanchi Shui suddenly felt distressed. She seemed happy if she endured the gradual deterioration of her condition in a daze, but was she actually consciously feeling that she was becoming an unconscious corpse step by step?

Sanchi Shui opened another folder. This folder was pressed at the bottom and was a little thin compared to the other folders.

The first page is a plan view of a brain and some photos that don't show what they are.

What follows are data charts and images that accompany some of the lab reports.

Sanchishui could barely understand the names of the data in the experimental reports, "Comparison of Neuron Activity in the Cerebral Cortex Before and After", "Recording of Living Data Changes", "Recording of Near-Death Data" and "Results of Bioelectrical Stimulation".

Sanchi Shui suddenly had a not-so-good guess.

This last folder...

"What's wrong?" Shi Sui looked at Sanchi Shui, who was frowning, and asked aloud.

Upon hearing this, Sanchishui immediately lowered his head and said pitifully: "It's so professional, I can't understand it."

Shisui shook his head: "If it's a medical record, it's really not easy to understand."

Sanchi Shui put the folder in his hand back into the box, stuffed it back into the bottom, and placed several other thick medical records on top.

Finally, he picked up the chip stored in the transparent box and looked at it carefully.

"Is this going to be connected to a computer?" Sanchishui stood up, "Are you going to take a look?"

"Let's take a look. They're all opened anyway." Shisui had relaxed a lot and motioned for the robot to come over and clean up the dishes.

"Wait a minute, there is a small card." Sanchi Shui's sharp eyes found a card stuck on the inside of the carton, he pulled it off with a little force and said:

"Memory data archive from January 2159 to August 1, memory holder..."

"Is this your sister's...memory? Is it given to...aunt by name?"

Sanchi Shui looked at the chip the size of a fingernail in the palm of his hand. For a moment, he didn't know whether to comment on the chip's capacity rather than its appearance, or on the fact that the girl's memory was so thin.

Shi Sui, who had already stood up and took out a small computer, stood stunned on the spot.

"Ha, I didn't expect," Shi Sui clenched his fists and punched the wall, "He would leave such a thing behind."

"So he plans to use this kind of thing to fill the vacancy in his mother's heart?"