Let the whole universe drop SAN together

But the problem is...

"You only have one head." Azathoth pointed out calmly, "and you need to charge it regularly."

Hugo didn't know where he was lying, and the parts below his neck were dying, and he sat up in shock: "I can! I can build a new body right away, and the energy problem will wait for me to figure out a solution!"

It has lived on this uninhabited planet for hundreds of years, and its greatest achievement is the construction of a solar cell array covering an area of ​​[-] square kilometers. It has never even considered that if one day it can go to other places in the universe How the planet should survive.

The arrival of Igor successfully stimulated the self-motivation of artificial intelligence AI.In the face of brand-new science and technology, and looking forward to a future where countless human beings can be killed, Hugo burst out with great enthusiasm for research, even though its database only has those left on the Internet before humans abandoned their old homeland. Outdated databases stockpiled and irrelevant scraps of people gossiping.

Countless bionic people climbed up from the snow, shook off the accumulated dust on their bodies, and were summoned and controlled by the terminal, they rushed around Igor's mecha like a zombie siege.

"I only need five days... no, three days!" Hugo shouted too loudly, and the electric noise in his voice was particularly obvious, just like a human screaming with a broken throat, "I can take care of my body and this machine. Mecha!"

It looked at Azathoth eagerly, but did not utter its silent plea: You should take me with you.

Even Igor was almost moved by the lonely and pitiful temperament it exuded by relying on its broken appearance.

Azathoth replied with a calm and indifferent voice: "Okay, then you will work hard."

...It sounds very perfunctory.

Perhaps this is the arrogance and cruelty of the gods.

On the contrary, Hugo looked inspired, and led a group of bionics to surround Igor's mecha with an expression of "you are all my left and right wings".

Azathoth was of no help in this regard.He has been living a boring life of waking up, sleeping and waking up, because every time he opens his eyes, he is dominated by hunger, thinking that he just needs to fall asleep, go to the surface of the sea to breathe, and then sink to the bottom of the sea, a year He's not even halfway through his sober days.

But Igor's arrival changed everything!Azathoth was willing to help him overcome his social phobia, and now he remembered something and asked, "Do you need food?"

Even if the human sex has changed from two to six, photosynthesis should not have evolved.Now his dependent is seriously injured and has lost a lot of blood. If he is too hungry, will he be fed to death?

Azathoth felt that his current state of mind was like playing a nurturing game on the computer. His loved ones were always facing the risk of death for various reasons, and as a bystander outside the computer, he was worried every minute and every second. Staring at the health bar for fear that it would be emptied in the blink of an eye.

What's even more frightening is that this game cannot be reloaded and restarted, because as a socially phobic patient, he may not be able to bear the patience to find a second human being who suits his wishes.

Igor didn't know what he was imagining. He just gave Azathoth a cold poke when he heard the sudden concern, and he was a little flattered: "I have some compressed food in my mecha. Would you like to Would you like to try it?"

Azathoth praised Igor from head to toe in his heart, and he could do it again from toe to head if he didn't enjoy himself. Anyway, he has a lot of time and can slowly enrich his vocabulary.

But on the surface, he only uttered two words: "No need."

Igor: The god I believe in is really cold.

Although he treats his loved ones well.

In such a relaxed atmosphere where each other's brains were overdone, three days passed in a flash.Hugo had already changed his outfit, and now he crawled out of the cockpit in disgrace, welding with one hand and screwdriver with the other, raising his arms high: "I've got it done!"

The black-haired and red-eyed Zhengtai threw away the tools in his hand and said happily, "When are we going to leave?" He looked more positive than Igor himself.

"No hurry." Igor rested for two nights with his long legs curled up on the half iron bed, but he was used to the life of sleeping and eating on the battlefield. A little bloody.The only thing that looks a little embarrassed is that the gray hair that was originally neatly combed back is now scattered around his ears in a mess due to lack of care - but he is handsome after all, no matter how much he spoils his appearance, he is still far above the average .

"Mech painting needs a little modification."

Before that, Hugo had actually changed the structure of the entire mech beyond recognition.After all, it is a monk halfway, no matter how talented it is, it is still a novice, even in the case of prudence, it still has to transform the shape with smooth lines, strength and beauty into six iron buckets, just to be able to Keep the wiring of internal circuit boards and sensors from being messed up, just like a computer case assembled by a novice. When there is a short circuit, it is not even clear where the problem is.

Without changing his expression, Igor walked up to the dregs of the mecha and squatted down, gently pressing his fingers on the ankle of the left leg of this huge machine.Someone drew a dirty flower with charcoal on it, and there was a line of delicate small characters marked on it: "Give it to my mech pilot, may he be happy and safe forever."

He stared at this line of writing for a while. Today, the fog on the surface of the planet dissipated for a long time, and the warm white sunlight shone on the clear snow, reflecting light like broken gold.Igor's eyes were also shining brightly, like roses dripping with dew in the morning.After a moment of silence, he sighed and wiped away the ugly little flower and the words below with his thumb.

When he got up, Igor's temperament also slowly changed.

At first glance, he looked like a soldier who had lived in the army for a long time and had seen blood on the battlefield. Even if he took off his military uniform and put on a plain shirt and suit pants that looked crumpled after two nights, his temperament and figure were too good to be bothered to go to the gym. Fat house.However, at this moment, he was still wearing the same clothes, but the master took the initiative to restrain his aggressiveness and adjusted his posture, expression and small movements one by one.

Hugo witnessed the scene where he even slightly changed his appearance: "Wow, what's the reason?"

"Acting skills plus a little bit of insignificant optical camouflage technology." Igor showed it a few inconspicuous decorations on his body, "The bounty I am hanging on the star network is too high now, if you want to use it Spaceships of interstellar pirates sneak into the federal border, so we have to prepare in advance."

"I'm not interested in the way humans live." Hugo said against his will, "What about iris fingerprints and pheromones?"

"Iris and fingerprints rely on supernatural powers." Igor glanced at Azathoth, who was leaning against the wall silently. He originally wanted to say that the black mud-like tentacles summoned by Azathoth should also be classified as It is a type of frontal attack power, but considering that the high gods definitely don't want to be classified as the same level as human believers, they skipped this topic directly.

"With the development of science and technology today, although some humans still evolve different types of abilities during the gender differentiation period, they are usually of low practicality and cannot be applied to the battlefield in the universe. Except for those that can significantly increase mental power In addition to the ability to improve the accuracy of controlling mechas, ordinary frontal combat abilities and auxiliary abilities will not be counted in the combat ability evaluation standard."

"Having said that, some abilities that usually seem useless are very effective at critical moments."

For example, Igor never thought of committing crimes and breaking the law, and thought that he would never use the ability to change iris fingerprints in his life.

As the only one with common sense of life among the three intelligent creatures, Igor unhesitatingly took on the important task of sorting out the luggage research route before departure.When Azathoth agreed to go to human society with him, he had already made a plan, and now he was just following the steps to implement it.

Soon, the uniquely shaped mecha rose from the ground amidst the roar of the engine.

There are only two seats in the cockpit. Fortunately, Hugo is relatively young and not a real human being, so he can barely squeeze against the wall.It stretched its head and put its hands on the armchairs of the driver's seat and the passenger's seat. The brand-new eyes that had just been manufactured not long ago shone slightly, staring at the vast expanse of white ground, the blue sea water, and the faintly visible numbers. million square kilometers of power stations.

Azathoth tilted his head and asked it: "Are you recording?"

"I haven't." Hugo denied it.

"I just want to take another look. There are so many interesting places in the universe. What if I never want to come back? But can this be my first hometown?"

Azathoth also looked at the deep sea where he had been sleeping for many years.

The calm water surface from a distance seemed to be watching them, watching the last group of lives they raised gradually go away without looking back.

He should have followed up with a few words of emotion, but unfortunately, Azathoth's mind is now full of the forward route Igor repeated just now: "The federal border is a war zone that is strictly inspected. Stop for a closer look. But if you can sneak into their spaceship at the transit station of the interstellar pirates, there will be no problem. These smugglers and the regional government have a deal and will not inquire in detail. As long as they give enough money, they can take us with us. ..."

Azathoth translated the passage slightly: We will meet this group first, then another group, and then deal with another group of strangers.

"..."

Suddenly I feel a little regretful and don't want to leave.

The air pressure around the evil god gradually became low and condensed.

When they were about to reach the asteroid transfer station of the smuggling ship, the atmosphere inside the cockpit was already approaching freezing point.Igor pursed his lips and drove the mecha earnestly. He didn't dare to say a word. Even Hugo sensed that something was wrong. He was very eager to survive and directly shut down himself, lying on the floor like an exquisitely crafted doll. Play dead.

The staff of a transfer station discovered the mech and sent a signal message, asking them to land immediately and wait for investigation.

Igor took a deep breath quietly, and said to Azathoth: "Please wait here for a while, even if other people come to ask, don't bother, everything will be left to me."

He felt that Azathoth and Hugo had accommodated his own terrible social situation at the destination of this 'travel', and he was unwilling to cause trouble for Yishenyiji with guilt—of course it was also because of Asa Toss looks too terrifying now. If Igor saw the other party in this atmosphere for the first time, then he... Then he probably has no ability to resist, it is really tragic.

Azathoth nodded silently, watching Igor open the hatch and go out, vividly playing the image of a dandy young man who went to the deserted star to find excitement but fell into trouble, and communicated with the captain of the interstellar pirate.

Hugo turned on the phone again, and whispered, "I want to go down and have a look too."

Azathoth: "Don't make trouble."

The bionic man trembled and dared not speak any more.

After a while, a strange male Alpha walked towards the location of the mech, slammed on the hatch unceremoniously, and shouted: "Is there anyone else inside! Come down and check!"

Hugo: "..."

The glass coating of the mecha cockpit is one-way, and the inside cannot be seen from the outside.

In this way, it cannot ask its own soul without opening the door: human beings, is it not good to live?