AI avatar got sand sculpture virus

This is the thousand and one day that Fu Bowang has been stationed in the border galaxy.

Different from the peaceful and prosperous main planet and those sub-planets, this is the junction zone with the Federation, and the center of the territory of the Empire and the Federation is a chaotic zone without national ownership, full of space cracks and potential crises.

For many people, the turbulent life of ten years without end, full of crises, and difficult to sleep well, but Fu Bowang feels very used to it, as if he was born to belong here.

At the time of life and death, all rules, worries, and hesitation are no longer important, and the only meaning is to live and win everything.

Some soldiers said that he has turned back into the colonel they are familiar with. Although those who don't know it will think it is scary, everyone feels very safe.

But when the adjutant saw his appearance, he didn't show much approval.

"It may not be appropriate for me to say this sentence, after all, we are all the same people."

When talking, it is the eternal night on the planet, the temperature is so cold that it exceeds the limit of living beings, and only by relying on the maintenance of technical equipment can we not freeze to death within a few minutes.

The adjutant poured him a cup of hot tea. Just smelling the bitter taste made you laugh, but it was good for your health.

"But old Fu, there is no end to escaping. One day, we will search the entire universe, but we can't find a strong enemy who can fight recklessly. There will only be post-war reconstruction everywhere, and everyone will live and work in peace..."

"It's not very good."

Fu Bo casually lit a cigarette, and did not react much to his old friend's idea, "Everyone loves peace."

"But we're different. Especially you, you were born for this."

"Is it because of this?"

Fu Bo flicked the cigarette ash recklessly, and said nonchalantly, as if he was complaining about all those troublesome things that seemed boring to him,

"Because they've talked to you, they've been seeing me with a therapist more often lately?"

"I should really apologize for that, old Fu."

Hearing what he said, Adjutant Zhang rubbed the tip of his cold nose in embarrassment, "I didn't expect them to be so stupid that they thought you were traumatized by endless battle memories and needed to heal from it."

"A bunch of idiots... Of course I'm not, only those delicate young men who grew up in a greenhouse can't sleep because they killed one or two damned sinners."

Fu Bowang almost laughed, but soon, the smile became a little stiff and unnatural, and suddenly disappeared from his face, as if he suddenly thought of something different, he gritted his teeth, and tried to hide it. took a puff,

"I long for this kind of life. I'm not ashamed to admit it. As long as there are enemies to kill, I can live. I never need to rely on anything else..."

"But you've found other answers."

Adjutant Zhang didn't stare at the old friend's slightly unnatural expression, and raised his head together, looking at the dark, abyss-like sky above his head,

"Aside from endless reckless battles, you still find something else that makes you feel alive...or, people."

"Do not."

"Whatever the outcome, it's a good sign."

"I screwed up."

"This proves that you are not the kind of fighting machine you think, you are also a person of flesh and blood, and an ordinary person."

"Don't be silly, you look like a mother who talks to her children in the middle of the night."

"Your dad probably wouldn't agree with you saying that about me."

"Hey."

Lao Zhang saw that he was smiling, so he also smiled, and patted Fu Bowang on the shoulder, "Be optimistic, Lao Fu, if there is such a thing as being tempted, there will be a second time."

"Is it?"

Fu Bo was noncommittal, the cigarette in his hand was almost exhausted, it was extinguished before it burned his fingers, and he put it into the box.

There was a rustling sound approaching from the dark. Fu Bo didn't even look at it. Hearing the sound, he took out the pulse gun beside him and pointed it towards the side. Then he heard the sound of heavy objects falling, and then The slightly sour smell of blood is different from that of humans.

This kind of noise happened from time to time, and it also interrupted the conversation between the two of them on such a night.

Adjutant Zhang got up and walked over, led a few people to dispose of the monster's body, and continued to trace the traces of it sneaking here.

It was not Fu Bowang's turn to watch the night that night. After confirming that the problem was not serious, he drank two more sips of wine to warm his body, and went back to the camp to sleep.

Maybe it was because he talked too much with his old friend after a long absence, that night, Fu Bowang slept very deeply and had a long and depressing nightmare.

The dream was very chaotic and was cut into discontinuous fragments.

He thought that he would dream of the scene of the bionic man falling off the cliff again, just like the previous nightmare, obviously it was a mechanical limb, but in his dream it fell into a bloody mess.

He has seen too much blood and death in his life, and he has a clear and profound understanding of the various structures of the human body, he has seen the appearance of various wounds, he understands how blood will splatter, and what color and shape the internal organs will show if they are ruptured.

And all these experiences and memories became part of the nightmare that pushed him step by step to a desperate situation, making that body present the most realistic and cruel appearance of dying in front of his eyes.

He has never been afraid of such a scene, and he has long been numb, but he loses control again and again in such nightmares.

Over time, Fu Bowang has long rejected dreaming.

This time it was different.

There is no fall, no death, time seems to advance to another branch in a dream, and years pass in the blink of an eye.

There, he got everything he wanted.

The only fly in the ointment is that the eyes that Xiao Xia looks at him are always unhappy. The bionic man held in his palm would rather squat in the corner of the garden and study ants all day than look at him more, and because He stomped on several of them as he approached and flew into a rage.

it's fine.

Even so, in the dream he still felt satisfied, something...he couldn't get it, and neither could anyone else.

Even when a quarrel occurs, he is willing to confess his love over and over again, telling his heart.

"I've given you everything I have."

He even thought resentfully in his heart, I have no reservations, why are you still not satisfied?

In order to make that person happy, he did everything he could.

Willing to greet each other with a smile again and again, willing to let the other party lose their temper, even if it is beating and scolding, it doesn't matter-but even if it is beating and scolding, he can't get it.

Even if Xiao Xia tries to escape again and again, he is willing to play with her.

But even so, the good times didn't last long.

After a few short clips in which only the back and quarrels can be seen, the dream came years later in the blink of an eye.

The world is in turmoil. I don't know when it started. More and more people have become his enemies.

But he, who has always only won battles, retreated steadily.

The empire is undergoing a change, and many people will become prisoners after this, but in the hearts of many people, he is the one who should be taken away the most.

Outside the tall building, countless bionic people form a thousand troops.

Fu Bowang hugged the man he had finally got for the last time, and looked outside.

Chen Xiaonian seemed to have changed a lot in a short period of time. Beside him was Lu Xingshen, who also held a scepter in his hand. He had already transformed himself by half and could control all machines in an instant.

Once these two people join forces, it will be a worldwide disaster.

Fu Bowang struggled in his dream to recover a little sobriety, and couldn't help questioning them, did he do this for a bionic man, did he put the fate of all human beings at risk?

Question them, especially Lu Xingshen,

"You are making an enemy of human beings! Can't you see how many innocent human beings were killed or injured for this?!"

Lu Xingshen's eyes were filled with inorganic darkness, as if any light could no longer be projected into it, like a dead abyss,

He said wearily,

"I do not care."

Under the gaze of those shocking eyes, the whole house 'lived' in an instant.

Doors, windows, floors, anti-theft devices, security machinery, all equipment that can be interfered by electromagnetic interference was out of control and disordered. In the blink of an eye, the walls that hindered Lu Xingshen's progress were dismantled, revealing the bionic person hidden in the deepest place.

And behind him, Chen Xiaonian announced the final victory, and the new empire of bionics now has another planetary territory.

"The world belongs to androids."

Fu Bowang vaguely felt that all of this was wrong and shouldn't be like this, but the dream was uncontrollable.

He turned his head to look at Xiao Xia, but saw that the two of them were running and embracing each other, bursting into gorgeous flames.

Whose heart did the flame come from, from red to blue, and finally to pure white, like the color of the soul.

He couldn't care too much anymore, and shouted angrily to tell the person surnamed Chen not to rush to save others, but Chen Xiaonian took off his hat in front of him, showing a mournful expression.

"The overload phenomenon is irreversible, don't you know?"

The flames quickly engulfed the bodies of the two people, freezing everything at the moment of embracing each other.

Before waking up from the dream, he vaguely heard Xiao Xia's voice ringing in his ears.

"This world, I have been here, and I don't regret it."

Fu Bo opened his eyes suddenly, his heart was beating violently in his chest.

The voice said that he had no regrets, but at this moment, Fu Bowang felt regret that he had never felt before.

fortunately……

Fortunately those were just dreams.

After everything was over, the illusion that I had obtained everything I wanted disappeared, and what was left was only infinite sadness.

wrong.All wrong.

Fu Bo got up impatiently, leaned against the bedside to touch the cigarette subconsciously, but when he touched the cigarette case, he paused and took it back.

The bionic man in the dream hated him for smoking, so he really quit. Up to now, this feeling still lingers in his mind. When he touched the cigarette case, he subconsciously felt guilty.

But...even if you know it's wrong, knowing it will only make everyone unhappy...

What is right, how can all tragedies be avoided?

Thinking of this, Fu Bowang's eyes became slightly dazed.

No one taught him how to catch the person he wanted. The only thing he was good at was dealing with the enemy and eradicating threats, but now this method no longer worked, and he couldn't even figure out the second way to go.

Fu Bowang is not a person who will stay on the tip of his horns and think over and over again. If he doesn't get an answer, he just gets up and goes out.

It was still early, and there was still not much light in Yong Yexia, most of the people were still asleep, so he didn't wake them up.

In front of the coral-shaped endemic plants, there was a small voice. Fu Bowan turned his head to look, and met a pair of round eyes.

Not some alien creature that would hurt, but a fluffy, young, vigilant looking thing.

It looked like a kitten, with horns, and a warning purring sound from its mouth. Upon closer inspection, it was actually holding the... fleshy bone that he casually left aside last night.

Fu Bowang is no stranger to being vigilant and hated by various things.

He knew almost immediately that this little guy didn't welcome him, and it just so happened that he was so annoyed that he wanted to be alone, so he left the fluffy thing alone, went to the opposite direction, found a rock and sat down to wake up.

Unexpectedly, he didn't care about it, but the little guy became curious about him instead, moved closer to him, and even sniffed at him.

Maybe the pair of eyes are too round and harmless, or maybe the pair of drooping ears are too similar to someone, Fu Bowan hesitated for a moment, but somehow he didn't drive him away, but after eating the dry food himself , and throw away a small piece of leftover bone.

"Go away after eating, stray bullets don't have eyes."

That thing tilted its head, as if it didn't understand, it boldly kept a short distance from him, and didn't leave again.

It wasn't until more people woke up on time one after another that the little guy hid again.

Adjutant Zhang found the little creature, said good morning to him with a smile, and popularized it as a harmless creature. If you like it, you can catch it as a pet and keep it for a while. It's very smart.

"no need."

Fu Bo waved his hand, not letting anyone take care of the little guy, "You know, I will die whatever I feed, let it go."

Such an answer made Adjutant Zhang slightly speechless for a moment in surprise, and then laughed.

"Too."

Not owning it is better than destroying something you like with your own hands.

Fu Bowang finally figured this out, but he never expected that such a strange creature cub would follow him like a stalker for many years.

When the long mission that took half his life was over and he was finally able to leave this barren land, Fu Bowang opened the hatch of the spaceship and waited for the little creature that had grown up for a long time, but he couldn't wait for it to come in on its own initiative.

The main star has changed a lot. Those politicians and colleagues who saw Fu Bowang again said that he has also changed a lot. He is not like a soldier who has been fighting for many years, but it seems that all the edges and corners are gradually weathered and smoothed. , better tempered and more silent.

It's not like the "Colonel Fu" who was notorious for his overly aggressive style of acting.

Some people rejoice that the empire's most serious problem has finally learned to behave, and no longer go anywhere, and some people express concern about this, thinking that it is not a good thing that the sharpest minions of the empire have been rounded.

And these discussions are no longer a topic of Fu Bowang's concern.

He passed a familiar place in a suspension car, stared in a certain direction for a long time, then left quickly, and embarked on a new journey as hurriedly as when he came.