Water lanterns and dreams in 1 nights

It can become true love, but because it has no experience of love itself, all it can do is create the illusion of love.If that's the case, he's already been able to beat too many humans.

Will he use the name of "love" to restrain my behavior in the future?With a presupposed mockery in my heart, I wanted to see what step he could make.I don't expect him to do better than the paranoid I've met so far, just pure, almost malevolent curiosity to see how he'll behave as a robot when his true colors are revealed.

After many inquiries to no avail, Allen handed me a small silver bell one day. The two knuckle-sized bells were made of bright sterling silver, and they rang crisply when shaken.

"No matter where you are, as long as you ring the bell, I will hear it," Allen explained.

"Aren't you always with me?"

"Yes. But sometimes when I'm out shopping and I'm not with you, I'll know as soon as you shake it and I'll be there."

I accepted the invention, though I did not think it would be of much use.Because the bell is not big, it is silent on weekdays, unless it is shaken deliberately, it will not make any sound at all.I hung the bell and the key together, and rang the bell when I was bored, and soon Allen came back from various places, and even if I didn't do anything to him, he was never dissatisfied.I'll wait until I'm sure I have nothing else to do before I go out to run errands.

And most of the time, we are inseparable, and the bell is rarely used.Every time I see him coming, I can see that he is showing a happy mood.He said it was because I needed him.In fact, I may not need him very much, but the act of ringing the bell gave him this feeling.I had no reason to deprive him of this simple pleasure, so I said nothing.

Is the emotion shown by the machine dictated by setting, or is it a product of personality simulation?Since he revealed the truth for me, his personality seems to be more vivid than before. If it wasn't because he is a machine, I would think that the emotion behind his behavior can be called "loneliness".

"Alan, why are you doing these things?"

"Because I love you."

"I treated you badly."

"That love doesn't detract a thing." I sat on the edge of the bed as he took off my shoes and washed my feet with hot water soaked in herbs.

When I asked him the reason, a sad and wry smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Because you are in pain." He replied.

"Because there's only so much I can do for you."

97. Machine 12

With Alan and those innumerable droids tending to me, my unrestricted romp didn't cause much chaos in the world.

We sat on the roof of the zoo, either on the roof or on the sloping ridge covered with bricks and tiles. Animals, big and small, ran rampant underneath. Groups of birds of different colors sang loudly and flew to the sky. Animals walked on the free land. Predation, mating/mating, each looking for a place to inhabit.

I set these beasts free, and let them spread throughout the city, instead of being kept in cages waiting to be reared.As for whether an ecological chain can be built, I don't care how many of them will die.

"Alan, what is the real world like?"

"It's about the same as here."

"Can't you query the outside network?"

"I don't have that authority," Allen replied.

The so-called warden is also one of the prisoners.

I admired the sight of everything being free for a while, and Allen said that if I wanted to, I could call the gate back to the ground and never open it.

"Aren't you going to get in trouble?"

"People from the outside world don't care much about it. The fewer criminals, the safer the good people."

I admired the scenery and said after a while: "No need."

I admit that I was out of control during the period before. I have been deceived, suppressed, betrayed, and forced for a long time, which made me extremely impatient with others. I urgently need to release the twisted inner things, even Don't care much about the consequences.So I'm terrible with Ellen.But I'm not a complete lunatic after all, and Allen hasn't done anything bad to me for the time being.

I'm not bloodthirsty, I get out of control occasionally, and I don't want to give in to the urge to destroy completely.When I am tired of this familiar and weird world, I should leave quietly, as if I never existed.At the end of the day, I'm not a Sutherland, Ehlo, or martial misanthrope.

I think no matter how much a person changes, the core will not change.If all principles are thrown away during the long journey, the soul in this body can hardly be called alive.My greatest ambition is to live freely. I have no ambitions beyond that, and I don't want to destroy or take revenge on the world.

This will greatly disappoint those who have persecuted me in the past.

A gray-blue pigeon landed on the side of the roof, cooing and walking proudly. I turned my head to look at it, probably because I stared at it for a long time. The pigeon tilted its head to look at me, blinked occasionally, and then Swinging two small dark red feet came.

"It doesn't know it's afraid of people, does it?"

"Probably no one ever hurt them," Allen said.

The pigeon came closer and hopped awkwardly onto my arched knees with outstretched wings.I touched the fluffy feathers on its chest with my fingertips, and pushed it down.Startled, the pigeon spread its wings and flew away.

"For a while, I thought that the animals in this world were going extinct so fast that artificial animals would be everywhere."

"There are only a few of them. The people who made this world didn't want to spend too much time on things that didn't matter. At first they were scattered everywhere, and gradually they only appeared in the ecological area, or only in the ecological garden. These are precious possessions."

"They can be cloned."

Allen shook his head, "Rare and precious, this is what people in high positions want."

"Being different makes you feel superior." The pigeon just now has disappeared, let's see where it can fly the farthest. "Ordinary people may not be able to buy a lamb with ten years of salary, but some people have long been used to eating lamb."

"The world is falling apart."

"Yes," Allen did not deny, "it's just a matter of fast and slow."

As the time got late, the sky revealed a magnificent purple color, and the high and low rows of buildings added the gentle color of the sunset under the sky. Alan stood up and told me that there would be a heavy rainstorm at night.

The evening wind blew my skirt, and the hem of my clothes bulged slightly due to the inflow of air. I asked Alan without looking back, "Is spring coming soon?"

He said yes, spring is coming soon.

He repeated his previous proposal, "Do you want me to close the entrance?"

"No." I still said.

After the torrential rain, we moved out of the ecological park. Before we left, Alan did a special cleaning to erase the DNA that could determine our identity, but left evidence that we lived there.This is an impromptu prank, I want to see how much uneasiness it can bring to the powerful and the managers of the ecological region.

Alan drove back to our residence across three districts, and returned home in a dusty journey. Everything remained the same as before. The simple and cold room was full of various items that Alan bought with my limited salary. .But there is still a little difference. In the morning, when I wake up in my bed again, I hear the birdsong outside the window, which I guess is a good change.Hope those creatures live longer in the outside world.

Soon after Lichun, the gates opened, and the people underground moved back to the surface one after another within a week. It was as if the ground thawed in early spring, and the gophers came out of the soil one by one, breathing in the natural fresh air.At this time, people in various districts were pleasantly surprised to find that there were more animals around.However, many of the vegetation on the ground is man-made. The animals lack food, and it is difficult to form a normal ecological chain. In order to prevent the animals from starving to death, some people will feed them food at the beginning.It didn't take long before people took all the animals they could catch back to their homes and hid them privately, and there were no more animals outside.

Soon the government started going door to door to confiscate those animals, and except for a few very clever people who managed to keep some small pets, most people went back to their old ways.

Just as I expected.

However, some animals gradually spread because of their strong reproductive ability, like mice, ants, and cockroaches.Anyway, isn't the world a little more interesting than it used to be?

I went on with my old life, going to work in a factory and coming home, just like the previous five years.And some strangeness spreads through the whole society without saying a word, until everyone becomes more or less strange.

98. Machine 13

"Sir. Excuse me."

The person in front of me bowed his head without any response, so I raised my voice, "Sir."

Then he raised his head slowly, revealing a pair of dull eyes, "What did you say?"

"Give me that umbrella, please." The owner of the convenience store reflected for a few more seconds before reaching out and handing me the long-handled umbrella beside him, and said listlessly, "20 yuan."

I left the cramped shop with an umbrella and walked into the night in the rain.The rain spreads all over the dark alleyway, and the blue and purple neon lights reflect into every water, making the whole city even more bizarre. I walked around a virtual humanoid stand. Lovingly repeating an ad for a certain brand of wine.

"Baileys," she said in a formulaic, high-pitched voice, "a fine wine that will give you the pleasure of ascending to heaven."

The streets were full of off-duty people hurrying home with umbrellas. While I was sending a text message to Allen to tell him not to come pick me up, I was walking forward. I accidentally ran into someone in front of me. I took a few steps back and apologized. Not a word.I looked up at him,