The world is forcing me

In the name of the father◇

Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

"Mom, I want to become a singer like He in the future!"

Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

"Father, I will become a singer like He in the future!"

The white boy was still holding hands with his father, and he stopped under the huge LED light screen, looking at the handsome man on the screen, his round eyes shining with longing.

"Hey, just your left throat, what are you thinking? Let's go..."

The man led him forward, but the city was full of people and cars. The child was the first to break free from his father's hand, and he followed while looking back at the colorful screen.

It was an ad for lemonade.

He holds a soda in his hand, because he is Asian, his complexion is wheatish.

The handsome face is inlaid with silver crystals, the sides are pure black and blue hair is tied into thin braids, the eyebrows are expressive, wild, sexy and free and easy, full of personality.

Especially those pure blue eyes, which are called "eyes kissed by God", just staring at it is like falling into a dreamland of illusion.

He was wearing a sweater with the sponsor's logo on it. As expected, many young people on the street also wore the same style, and he was the first one with such influence.

After all, he is an international superstar, a singer-songwriter who has toured from the White House to Venice, and has a very diverse style. Any song can cause a chorus of thousands of people to cheer up!

I really like He!

--"Well……"

While the child was distracted, he didn't pay attention to collide with the pedestrian in front of him. He was weak and staggered, and was about to fall. Fortunately, his wrist was caught in time.

so close.

"Are you alright? Little boy." The man's voice came from a mixed and indistinct hoarse feeling.

Clutching the painful forehead that hit the man, the child raised his eyes to look at the man, and the next moment his eyes widened in surprise.

Even though today's human beings will install all kinds of mechanical devices in pursuit of physical strength, but like a man... only the exposed legs and neck are mechanical, what about the scene under the black robe.

The black cloak on the man's body covered his face and upper body, and the faintly visible chin was wrapped with a gray bandage.

As for half of the arm covered with scars, the rest are all metal bodies, and even parts of the circuit can be seen in some places.

Is such a person really alive?No, it should be said, is he really human?

The child stared blankly at the man, his eyes widened again when he saw the things on the man's back.

In 2111, even the night is as bright as day amidst all kinds of high-rise buildings and neon lights.

Social turmoil, although the government still maintains peace, but money and desire often breed darkness.Weapons are no longer contraband.

But today, when hot weapons are prevalent, cold weapons are rarely used.

The child noticed the gilded long knife on the back of the man.

All kinds of neon lights shine on the long knife behind the man.It is simple and atmospheric, and some symbols and words that he can't understand are carved on it.

It looks very much like the Chinese knights and Japanese samurai in the movies and comics.

It seemed that because he hadn't spoken for a long time, the man suddenly extended his hand.

"Does it hurt? Let me take you for treatment."

A cold hand touched his forehead, and he could clearly perceive that it was a mechanical palm.In addition, there was a cool sandalwood entering his nose, which miraculously calmed down his painful place, and at this moment his impetuous spirit was also calmed down.

The child blushed for a moment, it was because he didn't notice that he bumped into someone else, who was still so caring.

He took a step to the side, opened his mouth and whispered embarrassedly: "It's okay, thank you."

Ready to move on.He lowered his head and walked a few steps, the ground in front of him showed metal feet.

He looked at the mechanical monster with puzzled eyes, and the child caught off guard and looked up, looking into the man's eyes. Only then did he realize that the man's eyes were dark purple.

purple eyes...

The child's spine felt cold, and he opened his mouth tremblingly: "You you you...you are" bionics.

"Ah, I am."

The man's tone didn't change, instead he squatted down very peacefully.

The child was horrified to see the bandages on the man's face under the hood, and the pair of strange and deep purple eyes looked at him.

The man said slowly in a hoarse voice: "Little guy, be smart, you are still young."

Yes yes he is still young!

But the man just squatted down, pointed to the huge advertising screen, and said:

"Is he beautiful?"

The boy was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded cautiously: "He is very beautiful... He was named the most beautiful man no.1 by a global fashion magazine!"

"Is that so..."

- "Tom! come!"

His father's voice came from the crowd, and the boy looked away in a panic.

"I'm going to find my father." After speaking, he walked through the crowd like a loach with his short legs.

Watching the boy go away, the strange man murmured softly——

"father..."

He stood up.

The right hand strokes his heart.

The shadow of the hood covered all his emotions, but in his chest, the endless longing was like a shackle binding his simulated human heart, sinking deeper and deeper with the violent beating.

All greed and delusions spew out with this word.

People swimming around like fish from time to time cast their eyes on this weird, mechanical man.His attire is too weird, the black hood and robe are tattered, with a simple long knife on his back, almost all visible body is a mechanical device.

Even in 2111, when technology is highly developed, individuality and openness, various cultures are blended, and human body modification is common on the street, the appearance of a man seems out of place.

Someone couldn't help sighing: "It's like a bionic man."

The companions sneered: "Rio de Janeiro does not welcome bionics."

The two laughed and cursed, passing by the strange man, the one who sneered casually glanced at him.

The other party's face wrapped in bandages under the hood also turned sideways, as if the eyes in the darkness swept over him.

For some reason, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave in the scorching heat of July...

"What are you still looking at? Everyone has gone away."

"But, does he walk without sound?"

-

Even the busiest city will have dark and damp corners.

Three years after the peace agreement was signed between the androids and humans, there are still some countries and regions resisting the androids.

They call it "broken copper and rotten iron". On the one hand, they are afraid of the wisdom and power of bionics, and on the other hand, they enjoy the convenience of technological development brought by it.

In Rio de Janeiro, the government does not allow any high-level androids to exist, and only low-level cleaning or service robots can be seen in this city.

Even low-level intelligent machines are not welcomed here.

In the depths of the alleys, there are strange graffiti all over the mottled walls, and in the depths are the garbage dumps in residential areas.

At this time, on the huge green garbage bin full of garbage lay a bionic man with broken limbs splashing sparks.

The gangsters in different outfits who laughed and cursed around him held up sticks, and some directly punched each other.

The bionic man was completely reduced to a sandbag-like existence.

It was still wearing a cheap and messy waiter's uniform. Under the dirty and dull hair were gray and lifeless eyes, staring straight ahead without blinking.

"Sure enough, it's not human, and it doesn't even blink."

"It won't break no matter how you hit it, it's really convenient!"

Men and women laughed and cursed, no one noticed what was slowly moving in the darkness behind them.

A man with green hair smirked and kicked the bionic man into the trash, saying:

"If you're not a human, get out of the human domain. Are you created to take away human jobs? I don't know which goddamn thing created you."

Sudden.

The bionic man's eyes moved, he twisted his blunt body with difficulty, and the ear-piercing mechanical sound was revealed from his joints and limbs.

"Please, don't, say that..."

The sound system, which is almost broken, still retains the gentleness of the service robot, but it is very intermittent and distorted.

He tried hard to say: "Please don't say that..."

"Huh?!" The gangster laughed exaggeratedly, and someone said sarcastically:

"Don't say anything, let's not insult your creator? I just want to say that your creator is a scum, a freak, otherwise who would make a creature like you."

There has never been a robot that could have feelings, but today's intelligent robots, that is, bionics, they have hearts, can think and understand emotions.

They are similar to humans, but stronger than humans.

"No, Father...Father..."

In a flash like a moon arc, the android's perfect face was spattered with blood.He was stunned for a few seconds, and his eyes moved behind the corpses that hadn't had time to make a cry.

"Slap".

Viscous blood slowly dripped from the tip of the knife onto the dirty ground.

The moonlight was bleak, and the torn robes of the man holding the knife handle were blown by the wind, and the shadows under his feet flipped wantonly.He walked forward step by step, stroking the bandage on his face with the other hand.

— Gently pull.

At this time, the night wind also blew off the black hood.

His pale hair scattered in the sky, his eyelashes were long and slender, his magnificent purple eyes were like crystal clear purple gemstones, his nose bridge was straight, and his facial features were sharp and sharp.

However, just this face is full of dreadful scars, and it is regrettable that the jade is flawed.

The bionic man's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe the name that had been dusty in his memory for a long time:

"Ye!"

"I didn't expect anyone to remember me."

The man named Ye laughed hoarsely, but he still longed to move forward with a knife.

By now, the bionic man had already thought of his own ending.

He simply expressed his doubts and asked, "Does father know that your face has become like this?"

Father's most perfect masterpiece, the most beautiful thing in the world.

When he was manufactured and hadn't been sent to the outside world, Yu Ayutthaya would envy him when he watched Ye accompany his father, thinking that it would be great if his father made it himself instead of being mass-produced in a factory.

But Ye, how did it become what it is now.

Why didn't Ye go home for "treatment"?The android had already figured out the answer when he was stabbed through the center with a knife.

Ye stretched out his hand to pick out the energy crystal nucleus inside the bionic man and swallowed it, and many hideous scars miraculously disappeared and lightened.

He looked calm and relaxed, and the corners of his lips smiled slowly.

Tranquil and beautiful, like a bodhisattva with low brows and obedient eyes, like the "most beautiful in the world" who used to be by his father's side.

Promote the virtues of universal love and equality.

[Bionics are not allowed to kill each other]

【You are brothers and sisters】

【In my eyes, everyone is a good boy...】

The night wind blows.

Once their father said that they are all family members, brothers and sisters.

As the most perfect creation of his father, Ye sincerely repents——

"Sorry, mybrother, but I still want to go back to my father..."

"Thinking like crazy, a new existence appeared beside my father."

In the dark alley, but looking up, the bustling and noisy high-rise buildings are close at hand.

The man named He smiled brightly.

The author says:

I'm Calvin, Seriously Calvin