Will the Cyber ​​God fall in love with the Space-Time God?

"Jiang?"

Hai Mengyou couldn't believe it, he stood up a little bit, and checked the person in front of him inch by inch.

Jiang was exactly the same as he remembered, with a cold, sharp, and extremely aggressive appearance, but his long hair was extremely soft, hanging loosely on both sides of his cheeks.

The expression on his face was very light, as if he heard some incomprehensible question, he asked softly after a while: "What is 'Jiang'?"

The tip of Hai Mengyou's eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.

The person in front of him is indeed Jiang Yichou, but Jiang always has a slight worry on his face, unlike him, it looks simple and sincere, like a piece of drawing paper that has not yet been drawn.

He guessed that since Leng Xing was still in a state of development, the person in front of him now should be Jiang Yishou from the past, or in other words, his current personality is closer to the former Hope.

Hai Mengyou asked probingly: "...Hope?"

Jiang was a little curious: "How do you know? This is my new body made of silicon crystals. I wanted to show you when I was on the Night Singer." He carefully looked at Hai Mengyou's expression, "But, you... ...doesn't seem surprised."

For a moment, Hai Mengyou didn't know how to answer.

Should I tell the truth, tell him what happened in the past, or should I let Hope grow naturally?

His eyes flickered for a moment, but the people around him suddenly stood up and approached him slowly, with their left hands resting on the side of his face, presenting a posture of huddling him.

Hai Mengyou became extremely nervous for a moment.

What kind of feelings does Hope have for him at this time?Are these actions of his intentional or unintentional?

Hope's aggressive face gradually approached, and the tip of his nose was about to touch Hai Mengyou's cheek. Out of a subconscious reaction, Hai Mengyou turned his face slightly.

"Your resonant wings are different from the previous ones." Hope stared intently at his small and white auricles, "Did you replace them with new ones?"

Hai Mengyou breathed a sigh of relief.It turned out to be just a resonant wing.

He turned his face with some guilt, took off the resonant wing and showed it to Hope: "I sometimes hear some strange noises. After the ripples that can capture the noises, they create reverse ripples to shield the background noise. It's someone else Give it to me."

To be on the safe side, he didn't reveal what will happen to Hope in the earlier timeline for the time being.

Hope distanced himself a little, and looked at him seriously for a long time. He was not yet able to show subtle human expressions, but Hai Mengyou always felt that he was a little faintly angry.

Hai Mengyou changed the topic: "When did you wake up?"

Hope's answer was extremely perfunctory, and if he could keep it simple, he basically laid out some silicon crystal drive structures after waking up, just to show him that he was also a "human being".

"Either you look like a human, or you are 'human'." Hai Mengyou said with a smile.

Hope tilted his head slightly, but he didn't understand.

"For example..." Hai Mengyou lifted the thin sheet covering herself, and covered Hope's head with a smile, "Human beings all wear clothes."

Two minutes later, Hope stood in front of the mirror barefoot, covered only by a thin sheet.He looked at Hai Mengyou in the mirror: "What clothes do you like?"

"Don't think about me." Hai Mengyou waved his hand, "Clothes are also a display of one's preferences and choices. There are strong personal preferences. You can try to pick them yourself."

Hope nodded in thought for a moment, the silicon crystals on the ground swirled upwards, and a red gauze court dress with black background and red pattern slowly took shape from bottom to top.The fabric covering the body fell completely and fell to the ground.

He opened his arms and showed them to Hai Mengyou: "Is this one okay?"

Hai Mengyou was amused by him: "It's possible, but this...We wore this more thousands of years ago."

"It seems that none of the "Clothes in the Past Dynasties" can be used."

Hope sighed softly, and the silicon crystals on his body quickly reorganized and deformed to fit his body better. A set of upright and solemn Eastern Union military uniform quickly took shape, and a swaying one-shoulder cape rose from his shoulders and fell down.

The man in the mirror had long legs and broad shoulders, with a gun holster tightly wrapped around his back, which made his figure look extraordinarily good-looking, and also brought out a bit of arrogance.

Hai Mengyou whistled: "It looks good."

Hope asked rhetorically: "Compared with the person who gave you the fluttering wings, who is more beautiful?"

Hai Mengyou put it in her pocket and smiled inexplicably.

He didn't answer directly, and turned the topic back to the Eastern Union military uniform: "We are tired of wearing this, but you actually like this?"

Hope shook her head: "I don't know what to wear."

"Well, try this." Hai Mengyou pulled out the optical fiber from Hope's wrist and connected it to her ear. The silicon crystal on Hope's body deformed again. The scarf held up his dangling long hair, making him look even more indifferent and distant.

On Leng Xing, Hai Mengyou's first glimpse of Jiang Yichou when he saw Jiang Yichou for the first time.

"No, no, don't want this. You can still wear whatever you want and choose yourself."

Hai Mengyou disconnected the optical fiber, and the silicon crystal collapsed in an instant, and the shimmering black crystals fell in pieces, revealing a beautiful and strong chest.

Hai Mengyou immediately looked away, lowered her head and picked up the sheet from the ground, just about to wrap Hope's body, but saw the silicon crystals on the ground slowly rising, and the suit when she first met Jiang took shape again.

"I choose this." Hope said solemnly, "I like this."

Hope's internal timer is an atomic clock, which is extremely accurate, and it will only be off by one second after tens of millions of years.

After reading the atomic clock time, Hai Mengyou realized that it is now 2223, 93 years after the Battle of the Heart of the Galaxy.

Hope drifted alone in space for a full 93 years, 33945 days, but this is calculated in human time.

Hope is an electronic life. For him, 2932848000000 milliseconds, 2.9328e+18 nanoseconds, have passed since he separated from Hai Mengyou. It is almost an eternity for him to pass through such a long time second by second.

After having a human form, he began to learn how to be a human being, and he insisted on naming himself "Jiang".Because, this is the first word Hai Mengyou uttered after seeing him.

After hearing this plan, Hai Mengyou condensed for a moment, then squeezed his hand and wrote two words on his drawing paper - "Yichou".

After finishing writing, his hand paused for a moment, as if suddenly repenting, he wanted to cross out the two words, but his waving hand was suddenly held down.

Hope looked into his eyes seriously: "I like this name."

At that moment, Hai Mengyou was suddenly shaken.

As a materialist who believes in science, he believes in logic, experimentation, verification and hard work more than the illusory "fate".But at this moment, from these three simple words, he felt a strong sense of fate for the first time.

Hope liked the new name very much, and copied it several times with a pen.

Hai Mengyou watched his movements with some fascination, and for the first time seriously thought about a question: Is everything in the world, including all the chaos, accidents, and chaos, already decided?

Will any efforts and struggles change the ending?

During the daytime of Earth Day, Haimengyou woke up and took the working robot down to the ground of Lengxing to sort out the surface rock formations, build electromagnetic units and silicon crystal production lines, and gradually lay down the electromagnetic units of the base starting from the North Pole of Lengxing.

The surface of Leng Xing is vast, and within a few months, all the working robots added up to complete less than one ten thousandth of the area.

The first batch of immigrant humans will arrive on Cold Star in 2231, that is to say, the infrastructure of Cold Star will be completed within 8 years.However, according to the current construction progress, it would take at least 3000 years for one person to complete the transformation of the entire Leng Xing.

This was an almost impossible task. Hai Mengyou spent every day on the Star Carving Project and came back very late; after arriving, he fell asleep almost immediately because of excessive exhaustion.

"Can I go together?"

Seeing that he was too tired, Jiang took the initiative to wait in his room just to make such a request.But no matter how many times he asked, the answer he got was "no".

In fact, Hai Mengyou knew very well in his heart that it was very simple to speed up the progress. After he modeled and set up the wireless network and the initial electromagnetic drive structure, he connected Jiang Yichou, that is, Hope, to Leng Xing, and he controlled the silicon Crystals lay down more physical structures, building cold stars.

But he saw Jiang Yichou, who was crushed by the chimera network of fate in 2601, and asked himself, he didn't want Hope to get in touch with Leng Xing.

Hai Mengyou still left early and returned late. When he left, Jiang stayed in the ghost car and watched him leave through a small square peep window.

He looked back a few times, and then began to force himself not to look back—the eyes were indeed pitiful, like a small animal left alone at home, always guarding the door, hoping that the next moment, his beloved master would be able to Immediately home.

One day, when Hope, or his new name, "Jiang Yichou", was helping to pack Hai Mengyou's clothes, he found a painting in his front pocket.

In the center of the picture, there is a beautiful, comet-like brilliant color, and Hai Mengyou breaks out of the beautiful light.His hair, shoulders, and the corners of his clothes were all stained with brilliance, and they seemed to be pulled out of a flamboyant shape by the wind.

He only glanced at it, and Hai Mengyou took the painting away with a slight twitch, turned around, and hid it somewhere he didn't know.

——Someone sent a painting to Yulia Qing.And the painting of Yulia Qing is both special and beautiful.

Perhaps, this is the reason why Yulia is getting colder and colder towards him.

He couldn't help thinking about it, and couldn't help trying to paint by himself.

At first, it was on the electronic tablet, and then transferred to the holographic projection of silicon crystals. Later, the "Star Carving" plan to develop the cold star advanced in an orderly manner. There were many minerals on the ghost car, and he began to learn to use them in the universe. Naturally occurring colors, "pigments".

Another five or six days later, one night, Hai Mengyou came back especially late, forced herself to wash up, and almost fell asleep.

Suddenly, the dim light outside the window suddenly became dim, and a shadow was cast down.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Jiang Yichou dragged half of the pillow and stood quietly at the head of his bed.

"Jiang." Hai Mengyou snuggled up in the soft quilt, and vaguely replied, "Why do you want me?"

Jiang Yichou didn't say a word, and stuffed the pillow into the small single bed, because it couldn't fit, the small half of the pillow was hanging outside the bed.

His actions made Hai Mengyou's consciousness instantly clear: "You want... to sleep with me?"

Jiang Yichou rarely paid attention to him, and just lay down next to him, hugging him vaguely through the quilt.

"Jiang."

Just through the contact of the quilt, Hai Mengyou felt his whole body was stiff, he said softly, "You can't sleep here with me."

Jiang buried his face in his quilt. From Hai Mengyou's perspective, he could only see the smooth and long hair spreading out like a streamer.Jiang's voice was also muffled: "Don't you like me becoming a human?"

"Why did you ask so?"

The person on the quilt whispered: "After becoming a human, you don't seem to talk to me very much, and you don't want to sleep with me anymore."

Hai Mengyou explained: "...you are human now, and people usually don't sleep together."

Jiang Yichou raised her eyes slightly, the lower half of her face was submerged in the soft quilt, only showing her sincere and moving eyes: "I brought a gift here, if you like it, can you promise me a request."

His eyes are clean and sincere, no one can refuse such eyes.

Hai Mengyou nodded slightly.

There was the sound of paper being rubbed against the face, and a white corner of paper emerged from the edge.

Hai Mengyou took out this piece of paper: "Let me see."

On the screen is the body of the former little robot, who followed behind Hai Mengyou and helped build Leng Xing.

With a pair of light gray eyes exposed on the edge of the paper, Jiang looked extremely cautious, carefully measuring his reaction, "Don't you like it?"

Hai Mengyou's eyes were a little sad: "I like it."

His expression is obviously not "like".Jiang's tone was a little anxious: "Is it because my paintings are not as good as his? The person who gave you the paintings..."

"The painting is pretty good." Hai Mengyou got up a little, stuck the painting on the head of the bed with an electromagnetic chuck, and lay back down again.

"Then..." Jiang looked at his face carefully, "Can I build a cold star together with you? If, if that one is not enough, I have drawn a lot, a lot, a lot."

"...No." Hai Mengyou said.

"I really want to share some—"

Hai Mengyou resolutely interrupted him: "No. You don't need to mention it anymore. You can change your request. Other than this, you can do anything else."

"Is it because of that painting?"

Hai Mengyou didn't understand what he was referring to.

Jiang slowly drew closer to him: "Is it because of the person who gave you the painting? You—"

The thin sheet wrapped around Hai Mengyou was tightly held by him, and there was only this soft and flimsy fabric between the two of them.

"...No." Hai Mengyou stepped back slightly, but touched the cold wall.

Jiang Bi was in front of him, looking at him with complex and earnest eyes, as if something was rushing and suppressed in his body, and it was about to burst out in the next second.

He tried to appease Jiang Yichou: "It has nothing to do with that, I won't let you participate—"

His words stopped suddenly, and Jiang couldn't hold back any longer. He lifted the fabric and hugged him tightly.