Puppeteer [Interstellar]

Because it was getting late, Clarence didn't seem to want to send Lyle back to the Hawke family. He wanted to stay with Lyle for dinner, but Lyle didn't refuse, so he just followed Clarence away.

They ate at a high-end hotel in the commercial city. The three of them sat down, ordered some meals and drinks, and Clarence couldn't help but started chatting with Lyle.

The content of the chat was also very simple. It was nothing more than that Clarence wanted to ask about the situation of Lyle and his puppet. Lyle's strong spiritual power made Clarence very happy. Among the puppeteers he tested, only Lyle A person has such a powerful mental power, so he wants to know more details about Lyle and the puppet, so that he can record the data.

Lyle was more cooperative with him, and he answered everything he could answer, but when Clarence asked him how many times a day he would do this with Scar, only Lyle rolled his eyes.

Clarence was probably very curious. Fortunately, he was so open-minded as an old man, and dared to ask anything: "I'm actually quite curious. The day you formed a bond, did he really not hurt you?"

Lyle waited for Clarence blankly: "No, Scar won't hurt me."

"Why?" Clarence was still puzzled, "Why are you so sure he won't hurt you?"

"Because he likes me." Lyle admitted bluntly, "Ska likes me, so he won't hurt me."

"Like...?" Clarence was obviously stunned, he thought it was impossible, and he said, "A puppet will not have the emotion of liking."

This time it was Lyall's turn to say, "Why?"

"You know, normally, we will get rid of the self-awareness and memory of the golem... But it's not completely removed. In order for the golem to become an excellent combat weapon, they must have a certain degree of biological intelligence. Some instincts do, like fighting and self-preservation instincts."

"Even golems will have fear. The existence of fear is necessary. It will make golems aware of danger, their own danger and the danger of their masters, and it will also make them start fighting. Because of fear, they will Choose to fight."

Clarence ordered a bottle of wine, and before the food was served, he had already opened the bottle and poured it into his quilt. The mellow aroma of the wine began to overflow, which seemed to make Clarence squint his eyes, and his whole body was in a state of panic. Relaxed.

"Our approach is to let golems throw away things they don't need, and keep some important things, so many golems still have some self-instincts, they are just suppressed from the ability to choose, and instead The person they choose is the puppet master."

During the conversation, Lyle also began to ask Clarence: "I'm more curious, what will happen if most of their self-awareness still exists?"

"Can't exist." Clarence shook his head, "If they had self-awareness, they would never form a bond with any puppeteer, and no one would want to let their spirit, brain, or even thinking be controlled by another person , they will have the instinct to resist, and because of this resistance, we have to eliminate the 'self' of each golem to the greatest extent."

"As long as there is no such 'self', they can become obedient weapons."

Clarence's words made Lyle's hand under the table tightened. He turned his head and looked at Scar. Scar, as always, focused on Lyle. He looked at Lyle with shining eyes. Lyle Lyle could feel some of his emotions and thoughts, he wanted to kiss Lyle now, wanted to throw Lyle to the ground OOXX.

Is this what it looks like without an ego?

Lyle looked at Scar and couldn't help falling into deep thought. As far as he felt, Scar's self-expression could not be more obvious, and any thoughts and emotions were presented to Lyle straightforwardly. Lyle even felt that Scar Almost every day, I crazily shouted to Lyle in my heart that I like you.

Because this kind of emotional clamor is too crazy, Lyle must try his best to restrain himself, not to have too intimate behavior with Scar, otherwise he is not sure that he will madly throw himself into Scar's arms and part with him kind of kiss.

This is so foul.

Lyle sighed in his heart, he couldn't restrain his love at all, and he gave up trying to restrain it. Apart from liking Scar even more, he had no other way to do it.

Lyle forcibly pulled his attention away from Scar, and he said to Clarence: "Why do you have to get rid of the self-will of the puppets and let the puppets be controlled by others? If they can be autonomous Isn't fighting for the alliance a very good thing?"

This sentence made Clarence shake his head, and he said to Lyle: "I don't know how much you understand, but you should know that the side effect of worming is to make these puppets crazy. Once they become crazy, they can no longer Turning back into a human will start destroying everything uncontrollably, we can’t master a weapon that can only go crazy and destroy, if we insist on mastering such a weapon, we can only root out the reason for their madness.”

"Does that mean they can't go crazy as long as they don't have a will of their own?" Lyle asked.

"It's not completely insane, but at least it's much better than when no one controls it. The existence of the puppet master is to put a shackle on the terrible weapon of the puppet, just like the safety lock on the gun. As long as you still Now, your puppet will not go off fire."

"So that's it, I understand." Lyle nodded, "We control the puppet, and you control the puppet master. In a sense, you control the weapon of the puppet. That's the reason."

Clarence laughed, and he licked more wine into his glass, saying, "You understand very well."

Clarence said, and then said to Lyle: "In the barber shop, I actually felt that your Scar seemed to be a little different from other puppets. I think his self-existence seemed obvious, but I am not a puppeteer. So there’s no way to feel it clearly.”

"If Scar still has his own self, what would you do to him?" Lyle couldn't help asking this question.

Clarence said: "I won't do anything to him, and I can't do anything to him. As I said before, he is already yours. As long as you can control him well, you are a qualified puppet." Teacher, he is also a qualified puppet, even if I want to make a fuss, I can't do any tricks, it's that simple."

Then Clarence laughed: "But when you ask that, you're implying to me that your Scar...he does have an 'ego', doesn't he?"

Lyle thought for a while, looked at Scar next to him, and finally hesitant, gritted his teeth, and replied, "Yes."

"His will is obvious, he has a lot of proactive actions, and he will act without my order." Lyle said.

"He has a 'self', but he is not crazy, and he will follow your orders normally." When Clarence heard Lyle say this, he looked at Scar with interest, "It's very interesting, I'm thinking about how to achieve this strange relationship between you. If possible, I want to try to improve the other puppet, maybe it can make the bond between the puppet and the puppeteer The success rate has doubled."

Lyle asked him, "What do you want to do?"

Clarence spread his hands: "I haven't figured it out yet, so don't rush this matter. You may need your cooperation in the future, but don't worry, I won't do anything excessive to you, I promise."

Hearing Clarence's assurance, Lyle was a little relieved. In fact, he was even more willing to believe in Clarence than his father Rein. Although Clarence was not a good person, he even did it. There are no fewer bad things than Rain, but Lyle feels that Clarence is easier to get along with than Rain, and he is a person who keeps his word.

"I think you left me here for dinner today, not just to tell me about the puppet." Lyle felt that Clarence had other purposes, so he went straight to the point.

"There are indeed some things I want to tell you..." After saying this, Clarence seemed to hesitate. He raised his glass and took another sip of wine. He hesitated for a long time, and the relationship between him and Lyle became tense. After a long silence, Clarence had a new reaction.

"Lyle." Clarence said, suddenly took out something from his pocket, he put the thing on the dining table, slowly pushed it in front of Lyle, and said to Lyle at the same time: "This It belongs to your father."

Lyle looked down at something on the table, and to his surprise, it was a hairpin.

Yes, it is a hairpin, the kind of hairpin used by girls, the hairpin is very delicate, with pearl carvings on it, but it looks very old, and the paint has started to peel off in some places, which can be seen from a lot of age.

"This is not only your father's property, but also your mother's." Clarence drank some wine, he seemed to have begun to get drunk, and his words seemed to be confused, "This is your father's I wanted to return the things left in my research institute to him, but when I took them, he said to me: 'Throw it away, I don't want it'."

Clarence began to sigh: "He has become like this before he knew it. He always puts on a cold face to people, acts cruel and cold-blooded, and people who know him say he is a devil, obviously he shouldn't be. It's all my fault..."

As Clarence spoke, he began to drink again, pouring cups into his quilt. He took one last look at Lyle and said to Lyle, "You really look like him, like him when you were young."

"Are you referring to Rain?" Lyle heard a lot of meaning from Clarence's upside-down words.

"Yes, it's Rain." Clarence said, "You are exactly like him back then."

"What was he like before?" Although Lyle didn't like Rein, he did have some interest in Rein, especially when Clarence said so.

"He used to be normal, just like a normal person."

Clarence seemed to be remembering, his eyes were a little wandering, and he told Lyle at the same time: "What I want to say is... I just hope you can understand that your father was a normal person with flesh and blood before, and his personality was even cheerful and optimistic. , he is a good man, he likes your mother and Shirley very much, that's why he has you."

"Like my mother?" Lyle sneered: "If he really liked it, I wouldn't be what I am today."

"I know you hate him, Lyle." Clarence put down the wine glass in his hand and said to Lyle, "but I hope you can figure out who you want to hate. I made Rayn look like this Yes, if you want revenge, you can come to me."

"But he was the one who did those things, not you." Lyle said indifferently, "Clarence, I don't understand why you protect him, it has nothing to do with you, no matter what you have done, the real The executioner is still Rain."

Clarence didn't continue talking. He closed his mouth and remained silent for a long time before continuing: "Can you take that hairpin? Just keep it for me."

Lyle looked down at the hairpin on the table, and finally put it in his pocket.

"Rein has always wanted to find someone to protect the alliance for him, and now he regards you as his hope." Clarence said, "From my personal point of view, I hope that Rein can succeed, so whether you want to or not , Hate it or not, you have to do it.”

Lyle's tone was calm: "I'm already doing it."

Clarence looked at Lyle intently: "Although you are indeed doing it, I know you are unwilling. You don't want to be under the control of Rain. You want to kill him."

Lyle asked Clarence back, "Can't I think about killing him?"

"You can." Clarence confirmed, "Of course you can think about killing him. If you have the ability in the future, you can choose to kill Rain immediately."

Lyle frowned: "I don't understand, Clarence, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"I just hope you have ambition, Lyle, no longer do these things unwillingly because you are controlled by Rain, I hope you have your own will, in order to gain power, in order to gain rights, and do it all."

Clarence looked at Lyle seriously: "You are actually an ambitious person, just like your father, I can see it, but for some reason, you chose not to fight for it, you just waited passively. "