Obedience

The aircraft landed steadily on the tarmac of the Institute of Biochemical Intelligence.When he opened the hatch, Dr. Durant and Caesar stepped off the aircraft just in time.

"Good morning, Dr. Durant."

He walked quickly down the steps and saluted Dr. Durant respectfully.

"Good morning." Dr. Durant greeted him politely.

"Hello! It's not that I don't have work today, so why are you reporting for duty again?"

Caesar bumped him on the shoulder and greeted him in his effusive way.

"Something to do," he explained.

In the Institute of Biochemical Intelligence, most privileged people have a cold face. Except for a few conversations during work and research, they go about their own way like strangers at other times without interfering with each other.

Almost everyone held a disdainful attitude towards his "unowned pet" who was well-known in the research institute.Dr. Hill Durant was one of the few people who treated him with courtesy, and Caesar was one of his few friends.

Dr. Durant wore the most elegant uniform tie and gold-rimmed glasses every day, and his black hair was combed meticulously behind the ears.But his Servant Caesar has pale golden shoulder-length hair, slightly raised eyes with a slightly evil atmosphere, and a ruby ​​earring in his left ear sparkles.

One is steady, self-sustaining and elegant, while the other is uninhibited and cynical.These two people form a strong contrast, but they always get along harmoniously together.

"Have you found your master?"

Caesar followed Dr. Durant, walking beside him.

He shook his head.

Not far away, a Servant was humiliatedly enduring his master's fists, kicks and verbal insults. The reason was that the turbulence produced by the Servant when manipulating the aircraft to land was too large, which disturbed the master's dream.

"Look at that Barton, being abused by Dr. Smith almost every day."

Caesar leaned into his ear and teased in a low voice: "Not all masters are like Hill, who treat Servants as friends. I just can't figure it out, so many Servants who are in dire straits want to be free from their master's control, only You try so hard to be restrained."

He smiled noncommittally.You know, not everyone can empathize with his special situation.

"So," Caesar whispered jokingly, "it's better to take the opportunity to enjoy more free time. If your master is an unreasonable tyrant, it's too late to regret."

"Caesar, let's go."

Dr. Durant stopped in his tracks and shouted back, his tone was somewhat warning.

While the master turned his back, Caesar stuck out his tongue at him, and then walked forward in three steps at a time.

Talking wantonly about topics related to the master behind his back is expressly forbidden.The master's words and deeds are authority, and protecting the master's safety and unconditionally obeying the master's express orders are the primary duties of the Servant.Once there was a Servant who couldn't understand the master's indecent behavior and tried to persuade him, but was detonated on the spot by the embarrassing master.

A privileged person has the right to dispose of his Servant by himself, even if he discards it or makes it explode, he can apply for a new one at any time, as long as he is still a "privileged person," as long as he can afford the high cost.

As for Servants, they have nothing but the right to be donated by their masters.

In this way, it is really rare for Caesar to follow such a gentle master as Dr. Durant.

Turn left and you will see the Twin Towers of the R&D Center.This is the office of the highest board of directors of the entire institute, and it is also the place where designers and researchers conduct scientific research.The security door outside the building can only be opened by the identity recognition bracelet and iris authentication of the privileged person. For him who has no owner, it is a sacred place that is out of reach.

"One step ahead."

"Farewell."

He bowed to Dr. Durant, watched the two enter the building, and walked towards the technical bureau along the path on the right.

Compared with the research and development center that protects the top secrets of biochemical intelligence, the Technology Bureau is more open. Servants only need to scan the factory sequence printed on the back of the neck with their electronic eyes, and they can enter and exit freely.

"Scanning in progress - servantI-0000 Arthur Spencer, permission to pass."

He straightened his collar at the back of his neck and strode to the information desk in the lobby.

Five identical female intelligent robots "femaleI" were sitting in front of the counter, their pupils glowing with ice-gray metal cold light, lifeless.

"Request for information on ServantI-0000 Arthur Spencer."

FemaleI's gentle female voice with a little electric sound said firmly: "I am helping you connect to the database, please wait a moment."

Immediately afterwards, a magnified holographic projection slowly unfolded in front of his eyes, with densely packed words written on it.

In the Servant column, his detailed information is recorded.

"Factory serial number ServantI-0000

Factory set age 36

Name Arthur Spencer

Sex: Male

IQ 190

Height 187

......"

The fingers that moved the holographic projection trembled slightly. He collected himself and clicked on the column of Master.

"Master None"

He sighed and turned the hologram off.

Every day he goes to the information desk to update his information.

As hopeful as ever, and predictably disappointed, day after day.

That person has never disappeared, and has never revealed any clues.

He is an unprecedented outlier in the Institute of Biochemical Intelligence.No one can explain that as a Servant with complete functions, perfect settings and normal operation, it does not belong to any privileged person.

All other custom-made Servants are designed by the owner himself, and the master-servant registration procedures are completed before leaving the factory.As soon as it leaves the factory, it becomes the property of the owner.

However, since leaving the factory, the research institute has acquiesced in his freedom.He enjoys all the rights that a Servant should have, but does not have to perform any obligations.He is not governed and bound by any law, and no power can restrain him.

Except for the master who doesn't exist.

His appearance and body, his personality, logical thinking, emotional experience, behavior habits, all belong to the person who set him up.

The value of Servant is to serve the master wholeheartedly and without reservation.But he doesn't even have a master.

What is a Servant who is not qualified to fulfill its obligations? .

He was ignored by the research institute, despised by the privileged, regarded as an alien by the Servants, envied, and excluded.

He is displaced in this world and has no place to belong.

Nothing belongs to him, and he belongs to no one.

He felt confused, angry, and wronged at the same time.

He even wanted to question that person loudly: "If you don't want to be my master, why did you create me?"

Why do you let me live so alone.

Why did you bring me into this world and don't want me anymore.