[Comprehensive British and American] Flying around the sun

I received a task to overhaul the equipment of Red Sun Prison.

It's really embarrassing, but I'm always not liked, so I often have to do dangerous and scary jobs.

But I'm also one of the few of us who understands who "that guy" is and why he's here.It is rumored that if he escapes from the Red Sun Prison, he will have power beyond imagination, but the prison is probably still safe.

I carefully opened countless heavy gates, and walked into the cell of Red Sun Prison.This has to be done because there is no floor under the red sun lamps in case someone breaks them physically in case of a prison break - so I just walk up to "the guy" and use the robotic arm to start overhauling the red sun unit.

It was also the first time I saw this "person" who was written into the textbook.His appearance has not changed much from the photo, but he no longer smiles.But his eyes are much gentler than those in the photo, without the sharp and scary look.

He didn't seem to expect to see other "people" appear, and raised his head in surprise.

I just glanced at him, and started overhauling the equipment intensively—you know, this job is time-limited, and if I haven't finished the countdown, I don't want to know the consequences.

But he took the initiative to break the silence: "Can you tell me how the Justice League is doing?"

Damn, the power is always wrong—I was a bit clumsy at first, and when I was interrupted, I almost got the steps wrong.

I adjusted the wire anxiously, and said casually: "Let's do whatever we want! Those who go to prison go to prison, and those who go home go home."

He fell silent.I was able to get back to work, making sure that every single red sun light in this prison was functioning properly.But after a short silence, he spoke again: "Where's Batman?"

I almost broke a wire.Fortunately, there are very few red sun lights that have failed here. Batman left enough redundancy when designing and building this prison, so I didn't panic too much.

But I still answered the polite prisoner, although I was busy changing the screws at the time, maybe in a bad tone: "How would I know? I'm just a repairer."

So this guy just sat there looking at me.He wears a blue and red uniform with a big "S" on the chest.

I don't know why he didn't wear a prison uniform, it's logical that he should have - in the data, people used to call him "Supreme Councilman", then became "Superman", and then became "Superhuman" Prisoner 01", and finally "Red Sun Prisoner 0".

I was not sure what to call him, so I simply omitted the title.

He didn't seem to feel offended, but sat there calmly and motionless.I suspect it might also be because he couldn't move in the first place - I've heard that a kryptonite bullet broke his spine when he was overthrown.

I don't know if Batman took the bullet out for him, but he's definitely been sitting in that armchair the whole time.He just watched me debug and overhaul the equipment with great patience.

When my inspection work was about to finish, he spoke again softly: "Excuse me. This is my last question...how is Audrey?"

I turned my head suspiciously.Seeing my eyes, he added: "It's just..."

"... Qi girl." I said, I shrugged, "I do know. As we all know, before the establishment of the regime, the last law legally passed by the Federation was the death penalty trial in Dawn City."

"What do you mean?" Superman's voice was suddenly frosty, cold and sharp.Alarm bells were ringing in my heart, just as the overhaul work was completed, so I didn't answer any more, but left immediately and locked the door I came in.

But when I came out of the Red Sun Prison, the person who assigned the task kindly told me that I don’t need to leave here—afterwards, I will be responsible for staying in the monitoring room to check the monitoring, and there will be no more other than maintenance equipment. The task is assigned to me.

It's not such a difficult job, and I can't refuse it.

The days became boring, and my only pastime was to stare at Superman's face, which seemed too handsome for a human being.

But this handsomeness couldn't last long, and Superman quickly became emaciated after I left.I can't tell what his expression was when he heard me speak that day, he was like a burnt coal fire in the snowy field, it was extinguished little by little.

Until one day, Batman came.

He walked outside the Red Sun cell, and looked at Superman sitting in the armchair.The surveillance system could record their conversation, so I listened to the whole thing out of boredom.

It's not that Batman hasn't been here before, but at that time Superman always sneered at him and said things that hurt people. I haven't seen them have such a calm conversation.

"Is it today?" Superman said softly.

"Yes," Batman said, "it was her choice."

"Why?" Superman said in a tone that sounded like he was talking to himself.

"You really don't understand?" Batman asked rhetorically. "It's the same today?"

"I don't want to understand." Superman smiled.His voice suddenly became much more stable and clear, and he said to Batman, "Batman...Bruce, since we used to be partners, let me go see her. Just a little kryptonite powder, or something. "

"No." Batman refused him coldly.

Then he left and never came back.

And Superman just sat there motionless and meditating, stuck in his own world.

After that, though, I think he seemed a little out of order—sometimes I'd find him talking to someone I couldn't see, hugging someone I couldn't see, talking to her.

"Audrey." He said gently to the imaginary figure, "I see you again."

This really made me a little creepy, but I later found out that the symptoms didn't last long, so I let him go.

……

After that, probably another few decades passed.One day, the system of Red Sun Prison called the police again, prompting me to go in and overhaul the equipment.

So I took the tools again, opened the doors, and walked into the cell.

Superman's temples have been stained with gray, and there are some lines around his eyes.

But he still looks much younger than his actual age. I don't know how much the Red Sun Prison has weakened him. He doesn't seem to be much different from God—after all, a long, long time has passed .

He saw me and smiled at me.This smile is very warm, which makes me almost suspect that the gloomy and extreme video materials when I first came in are forged.Perhaps this is the change that time brings to people?

He asked, "Is Batman still not agreeing to my request?"

what request?I was taken aback.Then I remembered what he had said the last time they met, many years ago.

I looked at the prisoner who had lost his sense of time with some pity, and then replied, "Batman has been dead for many years."

I opened the toolbox and said, "It's been 77 years since you went to prison, Superman."

Superman sitting in the armchair made a soft "ah" sound."I see...but you don't look like you've changed," he said.

I wanted to laugh a little, but I didn't even look back.I replied bluntly, "Because I'm just a robot."

I'm a robot, the AI ​​center and bionic body were jointly designed by Lex Luthor and Batman.I can handle everything logically, even analyzing emotions.

For example, Superman's mood is very peaceful now, allowing me to talk to him with confidence.

"Do you want to know the current state of the world?" I said, "I can tell you. This is not against the rules, after all, the people who made the rules for me are dead."

"That would be great." Superman smiled.His voice is also a little old, but it is still gentle, which makes me very fond of it.

"After your regime was overthrown, the human regime has been iterated three times." I pulled out the information from the system and explained, "One time even a group of your supporters tried to restore it. That time they even The entrance key to Red Sun Prison has been taken away."

Superman sat still and listened to me, not saying anything about himself.

I tapped my chest and said, "So after that, kryptonite was built into the guard robot's body, probably to prevent you from escaping. But after that time, the situation stabilized again, and it has continued to this day."

His eyes flicked past me, he smiled encouragingly, and still didn't speak.

"Only Wonder Woman is still alive in the Justice League, but she is still imprisoned on Paradise Island. The title of Wonder Woman has been inherited, I don't know who." I said as I unscrewed a bolt, "Lex Luther is still alive--but he's getting old too, and he'll probably be dead soon too. He's a real wise man, but he's been out of the world for years."

"Ah." Superman let out a sound that might have been a sigh, and he said with a smile, "Go on, please."

"The new generation of superheroes no longer organize alliances, only a loose contact forum." I said, "They are not as active as you were at that time-now politicians have long since stopped caring about Superman, and the Red Sun Prison has also been shut down. People have long forgotten."

I talked about some more, such as Gotham, Metropolis, and the reconstruction of Dawn City.He listened patiently to the changes in the world, and then said softly, "Thank you for telling me this."

I said casually: "It's okay, anyway, my maintenance task is not urgent this time..."

My neck was suddenly stuck.That's fine, I'm a robot after all, and robots don't need to breathe.

But someone precisely pinned down my power source - a small nuclear battery embedded in the back of my head.

Superman unplugged my power source.I fell to the ground and looked at him in disbelief.

It turned out that it's not that he couldn't stand up... In fact, he was standing beside me right now.He bent down, opened the outer cover of my chest made of steel, and took out the shiny green kryptonite embedded in my chest.

He straightened up again, and in my dimming eyes, I could only see his legs standing straight in my field of vision.

He seemed to say something.Are you sorry?Or something else?

I can no longer hear.Or maybe I actually heard it, but the de-energized processor couldn't get that audio into my analysis center.

I suddenly realized that I was wrong...my logic can't analyze real emotion.

But I have no time to continue thinking about this issue.

Before my vision completely blacked out, I saw the legs that were standing upright also fall down.

If only robots could dream, too.

Maybe in the dream I can analyze his motives for doing this, or maybe in the dream I can see things that I can't understand and are worth the death of those humans.

But I don't know how to dream, so my consciousness just stopped at this moment, and the analysis center was still analyzing and running until the end, trying to figure out what the last sentence he said was.

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The author has something to say:

Who would have thought that this episode was also an idea that existed before the article was written (?)

Audrey's dream was real, and Bu Yichao also realized himself in the process of meeting the dream for so many years.Maybe this ending is a tiring journey for him and finally came to an end. Will he dream of the story of the main universe in his dream?

Maybe there is one last episode... (Contemplation)