The Sims: Heartbroken

This is not a lie, is it?

Yang Li thought, looking at Tony who was so anxious that he was walking back and forth, he showed a somewhat ambiguous smile, "This can't be made public."

"Nonsense, do you think I can't imagine the consequences of posting it? Those people don't care about the cost. As long as they post a few more patriotic posters, countless people will rush to die for the country."

The scientist looked utterly torn.

"—This is the first time! Why didn't you tell me earlier? This is the first time I have researched it but I can't throw the result out..."

Even though it's impossible to be selfless, Tony Stark quite likes to be surrounded by praise - but more importantly, he can see what magic can bring to the world.

This is probably a cleaner and pollution-free energy source. If it is used properly, it may have the effect of delaying global warming——

...but at the cost of life is going too far.

Thinking of this, Tony stopped abruptly, looked up, and looked at the sneaky magician, "...you are using magic, all the time, many times——"

He looks fine.

"I have a strong vitality," Yang Li added slowly before Tony sneered, "Maybe you don't believe it, but I'm really over 500 years old."

"..." Tony opened his mouth, and subconsciously looked at Yang Li for a while, "...you," he said, "...a little bigger than you look——I really believed in your evil."

Immortal, doesn't even feel very human.

Yang Li doesn't look very human.

Probably intuitively, a sensitive scientist understands that feeling, looking at Yang Li, as if seeing a product produced under a certain standard assembly line, how to put it, every move is too——

Suitable.

Even the British who are known as gentlemen would not be so "suitable". Tony has dealt with the small clerk who is secretly called the "British Government", and he is very familiar with this sense of distance, but even the British Government will A little arrogant carelessness in his speech and demeanor, perhaps coupled with a little overflowing desire to control, Yang Li has nothing.

To put it simply, it has no personal characteristics and should be used as a textbook.

"Tell me, what you are?"

"?"

"You don't look like a five-hundred-year-old human...whatever."

Tony copied a pen and carefully poked Yang Li's forehead, "I feel...it should be some kind of more advanced AI."

"..." Yang Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I was expelled?"

"You look alike, but I know you're not." The scientist said with extreme confidence, even raising his head slightly, "I'll find evidence."

"Where did I reveal my secrets?" Yang Li said like a joke, "I thought I was perfect."

Please, think about it and know that human beings don't live to be five hundred years old.

But that's not the point.

Tony has seen Sol and Loki, and in his opinion, they are just mutants living on different planets... He is familiar with Yang Li's feeling because he created Jarvis.

He is familiar with the routines of AI, always polite, never angry, and always thinking rationally.

The affection Jarvis shows is the code he stays up late to write, and although it occasionally surprises him because of the AI's ability to learn, Tony understands the difference between an AI and a real human.

The intuition of a genius is generally not wrong, because the intuition comes from the subconscious logical reasoning of the brain. Now, Tony looks at Yang Li with a little thought and scrutiny in his eyes.

Yang Li sighed.

He finally found out that Tony was serious.

"How to prove that you are a human being, this involves philosophy."

"Huh? Have you touched your blind spot of knowledge?"

"No, I'm just not very good at persuading people."

"..." The scientist's eyes widened, and his expression looked so surprised that it was a little exaggerated, "The person who came back from the deer with a smile said that he is not good at persuasion—fine, I take this as a modest word."

Yang Li: "..."

He began to seriously reflect on whether he should practice his language skills.

Although the mad scientist said that he would not announce that "this handsome guy with dog eyes may be an advanced AI" until there is definite evidence, Yang Li still felt that something was wrong when he left his laboratory.

Announce it?Yang Li was not afraid, he felt that no one would believe him... With bright red blood flowing from his body, he felt that he was 100% human.

He felt strange that a genius like Tony would be wrong about it.

Am I really a human?He thought, how could that smart person do such a stupid thing?

Don't I look human?

He stood under the street lamp and adjusted his collar in front of the glass window: No matter how you look at it, he is a normal handsome guy, and his smile is even a little charming.

What's wrong?

He stood on the deserted street for a long time, probably looking too homeless, and after a while, someone approached him.

Yang Li watched the passers-by who were slowly approaching push out the pistol—almost in front of his eyes.

This gentleman, the perpetrator, was obviously not very professional. He didn't even yell robbery, hand over his wallet, etc. His clothes looked a bit thin for the night, and even his hand holding the knife was shaking.

In the middle of the night, there was no one around, and the blind spot was monitored.

What would a normal person do?

Read widely, Yang Li has also read many novels.

This kind of "robbed on the road" plot is generally used to promote the plot, the hero saves the beauty or vice versa... But the novel is not true.

Should he yell for help or don't hurt me?

…Is it useful to shout these things, to let the perpetrators relax their vigilance, or to be gentle?

Forget it, his acting skills are not very high...

Look at his "criminal", the cold wind of New York night made him shiver, his unshielded face looked sharp and cowardly, but his hand holding the knife gradually stabilized and moved forward a little.

Yang Li felt sympathy inappropriately.

"Do you need money?"

He said softly, "Or a street serial killer?"

His perpetrator's lips trembled, and he said in a particularly concise manner, "Money."

Yang Li took off his ring. The sapphire didn't shine as brightly in the dim light of the night, but it still looked exquisite...and expensive.

"Cash...cash!" The robber's knife began to tremble again, very close to Yang Li's eyes, "Jewelry...will be tracked."

Uh... is this the wisdom of the perpetrator?

"...But I don't have cash..."

"—Hey! Stay away from that gentleman!"

A flash of white flashed before his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, his perpetrator fell to the ground, his limbs covered in white—spider webs?stick to the ground.

"Seriously? Why don't you sleep well at home in the middle of the night and one or two are out shopping—Sir, are you okay? You're bleeding."

Yang Li was stunned, and belatedly felt a little pain in the corner of his eye—the novice robber stabbed the knife too close, and accidentally scratched the corner of his eye when he was subdued by Spider-Man.

Thin red oozes out, barely even felt.

Yang Li wiped it and looked at the blood on his finger——

Look, I'm human.

"Thank you, little hero."

"Little—?! Hey, I'm an adult!"

"Sorry, my fault, thanks, Spider-Man."

"... You're welcome, New York's good neighbors are here to serve you~"

The young hero suppressed the vague sense of uneasiness, tried his best to relax his voice, raised his hand to stick to the corner of the roof, and his feet left the ground as soon as he pulled his hand, "Seeyounext—no, no, no, it's better not to have a next time, It's so late, you should go home! The law and order in New York is not as good as you imagined—"

Before the words were finished, the person was already far away.

...it's nice to be young.

Yang Li wiped the corner of his eye with his finger, and the wound disappeared completely.

He fumbled in his pocket, found his cell phone, and called the police to his perpetrator.

Then just sit there and start thinking.

The robber was still struggling frantically on the ground, and he sat beside him thinking.

It's a little cold on the ground.

"Someone will come to pick you up in a while."

"..."

...struggling even harder.

"...don't you feel cold? Oh, exercise might warm you up?"

"Fxxkingyourself! You***!"

"Oh, that doesn't sound very friendly."

Yang Li pretended not to hear.

After a while, the police car arrived.

Good law-abiding citizens are going to help with a statement, but—

"Social Security Number."

"..."

He has no proof of social security.

...After all, he is a black household in this world.

Yang Li was a little lost.

"Ladies and gentlemen," he sighed, "why not pretend it never happened?"

The air in the police station suddenly became quiet.

The world stands still—

The policeman who was standing in front of him kept his writing posture, stood motionless, his eyes were empty; even the slanted coffee was suspended in mid-air.

The person who caused all this walked steadily, and everything seemed to go backwards in time: the words written on the paper gradually disappeared, people walked backwards, and the water flowed back into the cup. Everything was weird and magical.

I may have an extra bowl of rice.

Yang Li thought, turning his eyes to another person who was not affected by the magic - his perpetrator.

Caged, looking around in horror, trying to stay as far away from the perpetrator as he could, he was so terrified that he could hardly stand still.

"You—are you a mutant?"

"Ah...probably, I guess there is only this kind of answer in the world."

Yang Li pressed the hat, and the lock was opened.

"If I asked you to promise me not to do bad things again, would you agree?"

"...?!"

"...what am I thinking?"

Yang Li looked at the robber who was so frightened that he couldn't speak, shook his head, and asked himself, "No one will change themselves just because of someone else's words... This is the truth."

He raised his hand—

"Help!—don't hurt me!"

"..."

... Art really comes from life.

Yang Li thought——

Because life is dramatized like a novel.

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