Game Invasion: The male and female protagonists are in love, but I am secretly stealing their homes

Yu Xunge touched her chest, trying to find where her conscience, which sometimes worked and sometimes didn't, was. She had to dig it out and step on it.

B8017913: "I want to taste and record the emotion called 'hope'. After you leave, I can simulate this emotion myself.

"I need to simulate this emotion! To nourish my will."

Yu Xunge's brows gradually furrowed. It was okay to climb the stairs the first time, but he had to climb them a second time.

B8017913 might be selfless towards the mechanical race, but she is not of the same kind as B8017913.

When it comes to things that he can't understand but finds unreasonable, Yu Xunge always handles them by saying, "There must be a trap behind this."

The softness in her heart faded away in an instant, and she felt bored. They were all the same. After gaining wisdom and emotions, the mechanical race and all living creatures were the same.

When chatting and bickering in the 1211 business district, the clumsiness and unfamiliarity of B8017913 with emotions seemed fake when I think back on it now.

Yu Xunge sighed deeply, and this time he really didn't feel any reluctance at all.

She stood up again, the warmth in her voice gone, and said, "I'm leaving now. It's nice to meet you."

As if sensing and analyzing Yu Xunge's mood, B8017913 no longer played the emotional card: "Take me out, we can sign a contract, I will work for you for a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years! Take me away!"

The sound became more and more excited, until a crackling sound appeared, which was only made by old electrical appliances.

It's horrible, it's horrible here.

It had only been here a few hours, and it was already experiencing collapse and despair.

Zaijiuxunge couldn't understand what the mechanical people were saying, but it could.

They were all crazy, tirelessly pouring out their thoughts over the years, but all their words were disorganized gibberish, with more than a dozen different languages ​​​​of various races mixed into one sentence.

It ignored Zaijiu Xunge at first because it was worried that she came to find it to steal its chip.

It listened quietly to Zaijiuxunge calling its number again and again.

It was such a strange and wonderful feeling that it was reluctant to interrupt. It would never get tired of listening to the song even if it was drunk and sang hundreds of times.

It has worked on the world's battlefields for hundreds of years, but the number of times it has heard its own number can be counted on one hand.

No, not a handful, it has never been heard of.

There is no need for species to address each other; they can communicate with each other by simply sending a few silent radio waves.

Alien players? They came and went in a hurry. Even if there were cheerful people like Zaijiuxunge, they would only chat for a few words at most. No one would remember their own number, let alone say it out loud.

People call them "Hey", "that mechanical clan", "that mechanical barrel", "that robot", and all kinds of names, and they are used to them.

In those sounds of "B8017913", B8017913 felt complete.

It turns out that having emotions and learning to think is not enough to be complete, you also need to be remembered by others.

When it first analyzed that Zaijiuxunge really just wanted to chat with it, it thought there was something wrong with its program.

When they chatted like friends, it was frantically calculating and analyzing every word Zaijiuxunge said, trying to find the purpose of her words.

But no—no—no!

She simply liked herself and the robot named L12187777. She liked the clumsy purity of L12187777, and she felt sorry for herself.

The calculation results told it that Zaijiuxunge thought B8017913 was both powerful and interesting, that it had played tricks on the players and provoked the gods, but the ending was too pitiful.

Let it be a mess. For the first time, it bypassed the calculations and did not deduce the success rate of other plans. It directly determined the result it wanted - it wanted to leave with Zaijiu Xunge.

Yu Xunge's feet had already left the ground. She planned to fly to other garbage hills to look for any traces of players and see if she could find any clues. There were no player corpses on this largest garbage hill. She always felt that maybe the players would not be left here like the mechanical people.