He is our survivor.

After Su Jiao ran out, he was blinded by the light outside for a moment.

Outside the door is an unusually wide corridor with a height of more than ten meters, and the material of the corridor wall is a somewhat dazzling light screen, flashing something that looks like an advertisement, with some characters that Su Jiao doesn't recognize written on it—— There are such "advertisements" on all four walls.

Su Jiao didn't have time to read the content of the advertisement, one was because of the pursuit from behind, but there was a kind of fist-sized metal device like eyes floating around here—almost the moment Su Jiao rushed out, those "eyes" "They turned to him in unison.

Su Jiao ran forward, he really showed his limit speed, and he didn't care about any strange things around him - he heard someone chasing behind him, "Stop!!"

Thin and dense goosebumps appeared on Su Jiao's back.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, just when Su Jiao felt that the man was behind him and was about to grab him in the next second——

"Boom—"

There were ear-piercing sirens all around, and the light screen that had glaring white light turned red, and the sound of tick-tock-tick-tock was extremely rapid, and Su Jiao heard the sharp and powerful words repeatedly repeated in the broadcasting equipment—"emergency defense! Resist the invasion!"

"Emergency defense! Resistance—"

However, the repeated word didn't have time to repeat it many times. There was only a loud bang, and Su Jiao heard the sound of electric current piercing, and glass breaking, accompanied by Su Jiao's staggering, and glass shards falling behind him. , that huge light screen was brutally smashed from the outside!

The shock wave generated by the huge force caused Su Jiao to stumble forward a few more steps, and finally fell to the ground. The helmet he was wearing protected him from the damage caused by the broken glass.

"Ah..." Su Jiao heard a shrill scream. He turned his head and saw that the robot chasing him was twitching continuously. It was a bird... No, no, it was a robot!

——The robot has a pair of complete, cold and hard metal wings, like the eagle wings that Su Jiao has seen, but it is just an enlarged version of metal.

At this time, the pair of wings were spreading out greatly, and the hard and sharp wing tails swept lightly, and the hard bulletproof glass light screen was like soft mud, easily captured by it.

The reason why Su Jiao was sure that it was a robot was because it was staring at him.

Those were a pair of icy blue eyes, icy cold, reminiscent of polar glaciers, or electric currents without temperature, and they were completely embedded in a cold and handsome face.

Not far away, several other robots were opening their mechanical eyes wide, looking at that robot with a terrified expression.

Su Jiao heard them murmuring: "The out-of-control..."

Su Jiao's blood ran cold.

The next moment, Su Jiao heard a loud bang, and his vision instantly widened—the helmet he was temporarily wearing was knocked off.

The harsh wind whistled in his ears, he saw the dark, seemingly never-lit sky, dotted with a few huge stars, Su Jiao could even see the atmosphere wrapped around the surface of those stars—and there were stars dotted in the distance— —

Su Jiao didn't have time to think about whether it was reasonable for the stars to be so close, his thinking was completely overwhelmed by the word "out-of-control" and——his shoulder hurt, and the sharp and cold mechanical claws firmly grasped his shoulder—— He was taken away by the "out of control"!

At the moment when everyone was going to react, he grabbed him, broke through the corridor ceiling, and took him away!

Thinking about the meaning behind the "out-of-control person", Su Jiao felt for a moment that it would be better to be captured by West's stupid friends.

——Of course, out-of-control is not a good thing.

Those robots whose "restrictions" are broken by the w virus, and their reason and thinking are taken away by the huge amount of information of the optical brain, leading to complete loss of control, controlled by the optical brain bug, and robots with no bottom-line destructive desire, are collectively called "out of control".

But Su Jiao soon had no time to be sad. He was forcibly taken into the air by someone out of control. At first he instinctively looked up to the sky, but the loud noises in his ears every now and then, like the sound of a war starting, urged He set his sights on the ground—

So Su Ban saw the crowded city and high-rise buildings, maybe because he was taken to a place that was too high, they turned into crowded tofu blocks—but because of the constantly lit artillery fire and the broken neon lights, he could see clearly The details flickering in the middle of the tofu blocks - those "runaways" who are flying, firing mortars on their robotic arms, the glass of the tall buildings are shining - are the reflected firelight.

Some aircraft flew around like headless flies in mid-air, and some of them were directly smashed by the flying "runaways" with their wings.

The fire started.

It was obviously an extremely cold blue flame, but it had a scorching temperature that could melt steel.

"Today's task."

Su Jiao heard the cold, stylized voice of the "out-of-control person" grabbing her: "Destroy City H."

"50% of the progress has been completed."

Because it was too high, Su Jiao couldn't hear the mournful wailing.

But he stared blankly down.

His extremities were hot.

The blood is cold.

"Stop..."

His voice was too low, as if no one heard him, and the out-of-control person above him was still indifferently broadcasting the progress.

"The urban plumbing system has been completely destroyed, and the urban destruction progress has been completed, 60%."

"Stop..."

Su Jiao's field of vision expanded, and he could see those details clearly, those broken, blue blood flowing, twisted robots that were burned by fire.

They still retain a part of the human body, they worship the God of Mechanics, they have beliefs, and they believe—"Technology advances to a certain extent, and it will be destroyed. If such research was not done at that time, such a disaster would not have occurred. .”

When Su Jiao was chatting with Niya, she once expressed such emotion.

But Nia smiled.

"You're right."

The half of her metal wings are tucked behind her, and the sharp tail shines with a sharp shimmer, looking silent and dangerous, "But we have too many good wishes, we hope to live forever, hope to exist, hope to have a better and more convenient Life style, we hope to soar in the sky like a white eagle, and dive into the deep sea like a fish..."

As she spoke, the wings on her back spread out suddenly, and she flew up in the blink of an eye. Even though she only had a single wing, she was extremely balanced and stable.

Nia: "Although the disaster was terrible, we did it."

Nia: "We still worship the God of Mechanics, because he makes dreams come true."

"And now we hope that the disaster can pass, the out-of-control people can disappear in the long river of history, and civilization will be inherited by those natural people who are still using the natural heart. We will work hard to eliminate radiation, pollution, and even find new habitable places. Planet, let natural people continue to breed offspring... We have too many things we want to do."

"As long as we are still alive, we can still think and imagine..." Nia looked at her hand that still maintains a human form, "We believe that as long as we persist in existence, the disaster will always pass. Human dreams Never stop."

Her gaze turned to him, her eyes were extremely bright: "So, a completely purebred natural person...you are our dream, you look like a real miracle!"

"We will definitely protect you."

Their hearts are cold, and their brains are duplicated, so they can no longer be called "human beings".

But there are still human dreams, human thinking, beliefs, and the most precious "hope".

They are the abandoned hearts of the Mechanic Scourge—

……

They can't die!

"The lighting system is destroyed, and the city is destroyed-"

Suddenly, the out-of-control person felt that something was wrong with the "hostage" he had captured.

His automatic judgment system judged this existence as a "precious hostage" at the first glance.

This "judgment" has no reason, no basis, and no logic. It does not conform to the basic algorithm of the data. It is difficult for any mathematical model to explain this sudden and unreasonable "judgment".

But he complied without resistance.

He wants to arrest this man.

As if he wanted to.

think--

This is an interesting statement.

It's as if the "humanity" and "desire" that have been completely killed and collapsed by the data flow are revived at this moment. Of course, this is unlikely.

After a period of evolution, he has become the best among out-of-control people. He can think intensively, but he is no longer constrained by the control of humanity and emotions.

He believes that this is actually a kind of evolution in the true sense.

……

These thoughts are only in the blink of an eye, the precious hostage he caught is not honest, his body is shaking all the time, it seems to be fear, he keeps saying stop, meowing like a young kitten.

Beings that have not fully evolved will always retain these redundant, useless, and dragging emotions.

He decided to give him some innocuous warnings.

He lowered his head, but suddenly met a pair of brilliant golden pupils - what a brilliant golden color they were!

The scorching sun melted into gold, as if the night was illuminated. It was such a pair of brilliant golden pupils, inlaid on the young man's pale, even weak cheeks.

"I'll let you……"

The young man's voice was even trembling, but the words were firm, as if every word had been carved into his bones. From then on, the fire never melted, the high temperature never melted, and he was unyielding——

"Stop!!"

In an instant.

As if something was awakened.

He instinctively followed his orders.

As a result, the out-of-control people who wreaked havoc on the city suddenly fell silent—no, or rather, it seemed as if the pause button was suddenly pressed, and their souls were extracted.

It's a very strange feeling.

The cold blood seems to be starting to heat up, just like the water in a hot pot, under the scorching flame, the heat accumulates little by little until the boiling point of the steaming heat——

Between Lightning and Flint.

The moment he shouted "Stop", Su Jiao seemed to be connected to something.

The world is plunged into endless darkness, countless lines of 0 and 1 constitute the background color of tall buildings and the sky, and the actions of those "out of control" seem to be pressed by someone.

He heard a distant, soft, familiar voice.

[I would like to listen to your order. 】

After this sentence fell, the world of 0 and 1 collapsed.

Immediately, countless spotlights hit him directly and simply——

It's those "eyes".

Su Jiao covered her eyes with her hand to cover the glare of the glare.

The cannon fodder stopped, and the city fell into a long silence. After a long time, he heard the silent "runaway man" holding him suddenly make a hoarse mechanical sound.

[H city destruction plan...temporarily canceled...]

【Capture... (Survivor)】

The voice actually came from all directions.

All the "runaways" are repeating! !

And those "eyes" were also watching Su Jiao—he was what they called a "survivor"!

Does this make any sense?

Su Jiao didn't know that he was participating in a global live broadcast.

Those densely packed "eyes" are the monitors of the robot side.

Although there are many factions among the robots, fighting endlessly, but the one that usually has the upper hand is the side that retains more human organizations, that is, the natural person side.

What Nia didn't tell Su Jiao was that the faction of the natural man was the highest-ranking faction of the mechanical man. They ate natural food and kept the tradition of the natural man. Although the congenital deformities caused by radiation inevitably required the installation of some mechanical prosthetics, But as long as the beating is a natural heart, then he will be fully protected by the robot using the mechanical heart.

No other, because it symbolizes "inheritance".

Although a robot using a mechanical heart can live forever, but the body can be forever young, it does not mean that the soul will always remain alive.

The soul also has tolerance, a long life often brings too much experience to the soul, which makes it fall into terrible empiricism and lose youthful vitality and imagination.

If a race has no descendants and only has infinite immortality, it represents the aging and destruction of civilization.

The important thing is not eternal life.

It is "inheritance".

Most cyborgs acquiesce to this statement.

The natural man is the seed of mankind, their "history" and "root".

If the last natural person dies, they will become rootless grasshoppers, and will eventually age silently in the ages and years.

Robots can exist in the deep sea and in the universe—even if there is no oxygen, as long as there is light, they can store energy.

They can live on a barren planet in an immortal existence for decades.

But natural people can't.

……

But there are also robots who think that natural people are cumbersome, troublesome, delicate, useless and short-lived existences.

And the average life expectancy of a natural person is only 20 years old. After the age of 20, the heart will lose its function. If it wants to continue to exist, it must be replaced with a mechanical heart and become a kind of robot.

But there are also robots who believe that "the life span of a natural person is only 20 years old, which means that "human beings" have been abandoned by the environment, and the damage caused by radiation will be written in the genes. No matter how they are protected, they will die and will not be affected by radiation. The "robot" is the real direction of evolution, we don't need to stick to "inheritance", we should study how to give birth to a new mechanical consciousness full of exploration and vitality..."

But now, no matter what faction they were, they put down their chattering and arguing, and all their eyes focused on that purebred human boy.

……

"Oh my god... it's a purebred human!!"

"He's so beautiful! His eyes are gold!"

""Cloud Eye" detected no metal equipment on him other than the externally wound wire! "

"Oh my god...he doesn't have any mechanical prosthetics! The air pollution is so severe, can his lungs withstand such damage?"

"Oh my god, it hurts so much!! So pitiful!"

"This is the child of mankind! It is the hope of mankind! Don't let him fall into the hands of the out-of-control!"

"What does the out-of-control want to do?"

"They are 'voting'. "

At this moment, no matter what different opinions there are, it is no longer important. What is important is to protect this human youth first and put it under the nose—absolutely not put it on the side of the out-of-control person!

……

The thinking and behavior of the out-of-control people are all controlled by the optical brain. They are in a networked state. Although they have different mechanical bodies and different behavior patterns, they can share their thinking.

Their human thoughts have been destroyed. Even if they have human memories, the existence of such memories is like a boring movie to them, and they are just outsiders watching the data of this boring movie.

The primary out-of-control people will only be controlled by bugs, destroying wantonly everywhere, and destruction is the first priority.

But with the passage of time and data reorganization, some out-of-control people have evolved a more complete data model and placed it on their own "mechanical human terminal". These "data models" are mostly for the analysis of human behavior and personality in "memory" Finally, after using the data to continuously improve itself, it forms a behavior pattern that imitates human beings.

They manage their behavior with the help of a data model.

This is a mid-level runaway.

And advanced, even top evolutionary out-of-controllers can evolve a leader data model. This data model is very learning, almost surpassing human imitation and learning capabilities, and can manipulate, invade, and control more than him. For the low-level out-of-controllers, let the "instructions" spread like a virus in the data models of other out-of-controllers, so that they can act according to the "instructions".

However, top runaways also have things they can't handle.

such as……

"survivor".

He searched through the endless data on the optical brain, assembled millions of data models to deal with the current pattern, and calculated countless developments, but he couldn't find a single death outcome that belonged to this child.

The instinctive behavior patterns of those out of control are "slaughter" and "elimination".

And the child in front of him, out of thousands of developments, chose the most satisfying ending for him——

He lives under the control of the runaway.

And this ending itself goes against the instinct of the out-of-control person.

The omnipotent high-level out-of-control person began to doubt his own thoughts for the first time, so he launched a "vote".

The moment the "vote" is initiated, he will take back the influence of the "instruction" on the low-level out-of-control people, and use their simulated data model to make a more rational and beneficial judgment on the situation.

"Scheme 1."

His voice was low, echoing in the hunting wind.

"Kill the "Survivor" and continue to destroy City H. "

The attraction of "destruction" to the out-of-control is huge. They like to be controlled by bugs, just like human beings like to be controlled by desires. This is similar to the addiction carved in human genetic defects, and its temptation is huge.

"Option 2 leaves the 'survivors', overseen by those out of control. "

Su Jiao listened blankly to the voice of the out-of-control person who was grabbing her.

He seemed to understand, but also seemed not to understand.He was simply still stunned by the inexplicable phrase "I will listen to your orders".

Who is that?

It's just that the wind in the sky is very cold, and the huge star hanging in the sky also makes people panic for no reason.

And Su Ban saw a huge bar graph appearing on the star.

It seemed to be a projection in the void, and it was more solid and clear than the projection, just like Su Jiao's fate written on a note.

The vote for Scenario 1 remains at 0, no move.

And the votes for option 2, from the moment the votes appeared, have been rising and rising until they reached a terrible number.

Countless icy blue eyes stared at Su Jiao who was caught by someone who was out of control. They were like dark blue ghosts in the dark night, or cold and terrifying evil spirits. Using their emotionless data model, they determined that Su Jiao "survived" the absolute identity of the

He is the only human to survive from the countless ghosts at the hands of the cruel and out-of-control.

After voting to confirm the result.

Su Jiao heard the voice of the out-of-control person grabbing her.

"The voting is over, the results are being confirmed..."

I haven't waited for him to tell the result.

"boom--"

The huge cannon fire shone with dazzling light, slipped past the out-of-control person, and exploded into the sky, making a deafening roar.

Many robots flew out from the city. They were in different shapes, short cannons, and the shot just now was their masterpiece.

"You fucking mindless runaway, get out of our city!!"

"Give us back the humans!!"

"Don't try to hurt him!!"

"I'll blow you into mechanical mustard right now!!"

Su Jiao even saw Niya. She only had one wing and couldn't fly to such a high place, but she was watching him closely from below.

……

Su Jiao suddenly found that although they were yelling, no one seemed to be looking at the planet projection.

Su Jiao's heart skipped a beat.

Is it just him and the out-of-control... Can you see it?

Did you rush forward without hesitation because you thought the runaways would definitely choose option 1?

Su Jiao's heart felt slightly hot.

When he first came to this world, he was very wary of the group of "robots". He always wondered whether the other party was under the control of mechanical natural disasters. All the fates he encountered were tragedies written by natural disasters.

But now he suddenly thought about it.

No matter the ending is sad or happy.

Life is like dew like electricity, there are many things that you don’t need to think about, as long as you understand that the feeling of being accepted and recognized at this moment is real, that’s enough.

However, the out-of-control man who was holding him just looked at them with icy pupils and flapped his wings——

The gust of wind blown by the huge metal wings instantly knocked the flying robots upside down, and the wind was actually mixed with metal feathers with strong penetrating power——

The metal bodies of those flying robots that rushed up were instantly penetrated by the feathers.

Even though the feathers passed through their bodies, they did not reduce the momentum. One by one, they were like steel nails, smashing the bulletproof windows of the tall buildings below.

The flying robots were like birds with broken wings, and fell back one by one, almost smashed to pieces!

Su Jiao felt a biting killing intent.

"Not your humans."

He stated in a cold voice, "He is our survivor."

After a while, he said emphatically again.

"mine."

The author says:

苏蕉:泥奏凯。感谢在2022-06-2423:47:03-2022-06-2523:33:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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