Are you human?

The picture on the screen changed, but Fu Lianyu didn't know what it was about, so he forcibly turned on the system in the house, and carried Congcong back to the bed.

"Wow, December Hare!"

The December rabbit was almost left in the pit. Fu Lianyu managed to stop the little guy who was charging back, changed his muddy clothes, stuffed him into his pajamas, and took advantage of the other party's invisible When he mouthed, he sucked the December rabbit over directly, and made a "boom" when it touched it.

"what sound?!"

A low impact sound came from upstairs, and the little guy froze in place instantly.

"Sir, are you awake?"

Cong Cong asked tentatively, but Fu Lianyu didn't answer him, he was exhausted from preparing the whole house now, neurotoxins stimulated his whole body, and he was in unbearable pain even when he moved.

Congcong was thrown into the bed. He likes to curl up when he sleeps, so no matter how big the bed is, the little guy can only occupy a little space.

He stuffed himself into the quilt, and hooked his fingers to let the December rabbit run into his arms. Then he blinked and said "good night" into the air.

Fu Lianyu didn't return to the resting state immediately, but after a while, he saw a small shadow in the darkness about to rush out of the room, he quickly stopped him at the door, and flung him back on the bed.

"Sir, I'll go to sleep, now."

Fu Lianyu naturally wouldn't believe it, he released a little sleeping spray in the room, Cong Cong muttered, and fell asleep.

Until then, Fu Lianyu couldn't help but cry out in pain.

——The effect of the neurotoxin is too strong, every time he wakes up, it constantly erodes every inch of his mind. At the beginning, he couldn't suppress it even with the most powerful tranquilizer, and smashed the equipment in the room all day long It's a mess.

The first days were much more difficult than he imagined.

As the core said, he didn't expect that Shen Linshan would betray him, but he also didn't think that Shen Linshan would help him without reservation, so he left the last line of defense in Yin Qing's body, even if Fu Yu didn't look at it at that time, One day, there will be a request for childhood memories, and once the channel is opened, the little guy will be able to escape here.

Now that I think about it, this spirit of sacrifice is unbelievably great. It is probably because he has [-]% confidence in himself that he feels that he does not need any backup plan.

In the whole plan, he just misjudged the purpose of the core wanting Fu Yu. From the experiment on the top floor, he can probably infer that the host wants to combine Fu Yu, but he doesn't want the core to decide to let Fu Yu stay.

And before passing through the small wormhole, he watched Fu Yu look at him more and more blankly, the machine on his head frantically absorbed his memory, but the child did nothing, just ran towards him with all his strength .

He couldn't even open his mouth to tell him to stop running and take the things off his head.

—Don't come to rescue him.

When he touched the ground again, his whole body was knocked out. After two space jumps in a row, and the last time only relying on sporadic bodies, Fu Lianyu felt that it was a miracle that he could still survive.

When he woke up again, there was nothing around him, and his body was simply spliced ​​together. He was lying on the bed in the room on the second floor, facing the window. He barely stood up and looked out the window. Fu Yu was sitting on a recliner in the yard. Up, looking at the junction of the mountain and the sky.

The mountain is a barren hill, with occasional dead trees standing, most of which are covered by too thick dust; the sky is a gray sky, filled with a breath of dying, like an old man lingering on his last breath.

And the person also looked bleak under such a background, he sat there quietly, no one stopped him, but he didn't run away either.

Fu Lianyu dragged his body down the stairs, the movement was too loud, when he went out, he saw the boy looking back, with clear eyes, looking at him curiously.

"You're broken so badly, I don't know what to do, there are some parts in the room on the second floor, I tried to get them together."

"...

Thank you very much. "The vocal cords were not assembled properly, and the sound came out a bit strange.

Fu Lianyu wanted to move over again, but fell on the stairs at the door. The other party jumped off the recliner and sat beside him: "You should not move too much."

Fu Lianyu leaned on the armrest and nodded, staring at the boy's face, but the other side just let him look at him without any reaction.

"Do you know who I am?"

The other party tilted his head and shook his head: "I don't know."

"Do you know why?" Fu Lianyu looked at the little guy who kept shaking his head, and suddenly thought of teasing, "Because you are my new little robot."

"Robot?" The little guy swept his whole body, then pinched his own skin, "But you were made with a machine, and I am made of meat."

The man laughed, and even making noises from the sounder, the nerves in his whole body hurt like hell: "That's because you are highly simulated, and the human beings in this world have learned how to control their bodies. Transformed into machinery for longer life."

"Oh," the child nodded half-understanding, and suddenly reached out to touch his bare metal frame, "Will it hurt when it's replaced by a machine?"

Fu Lianyu raised his hand, but the joints were stuck. He gritted his teeth and tried to break free violently, but that warm little hand reached up.

He rubbed his tiger's mouth with his thumbs, and after a while he said, "It hurts. Of course it hurts to be abandoned as part of a human being."

"Do you want—want to switch back?"

Fu Lianyu glanced at him, moved his eyes away, and looked into the distance: "I have been thinking before, when I go deep into the main engine and know where the discarded human bodies are stored, I will find Return to your original body and live in this paradise as a complete person until you die of normal old age.”

Fu Yu couldn't understand what he was talking about, so he asked casually: "Then why are you broken like this?"

"Of course, there was a little accident in the process of looking for something." Fu Lianyu looked at Fu Yu, not realizing that his eyes were as soft as falling into cotton, "but thanks, you are still doing well." of."

The boy looked a little confused, but he didn't say anything in the end, but helped him up: "You should lie down, it looks like it hurts."

When passing by the kitchen, Fu Lianyu was in so much pain that he couldn't take it anymore. He pointed to the box and asked Fu Yu to fill him with two whole repairing potions before he could speak normally. His tone was a little uncomfortable: "I drink this tea every day. You need them all, remember to cook them, you understand."

Fu Yu still wanted to touch the hot teapot, but Fu Lianyu blocked him, so he turned around and said, "Got it."

He continued to help Fu Lianyu go upstairs, there was no communication between the two, and the door was closed in front of him with a click.

He stood at the door, looking at the locked door lock, without responding for a long time.

"Scallion, go do your own thing."

"Ok?"

"Go do your own thing, don't stand here."

"Scallion, is that my name?"

"Yes." The voice of the people in the room became clearer, but it was still electric and a little more joking, "There are only you and me left in this world. You are a robot and I am a human. You are stupid and I am smart. So I put you on the head and you can call me 'sir'."

There was another period of silence before Cong Cong responded: "Okay, sir."

"When I think you can be free, I will give you a human name." Fu Lianyu connected the control system of the whole house, pulled up the protective cover at the boundary, and scanned the entire surface, then Well live monitoring, "just like me."

"What's your name, sir?"

"Fu Lianyu."

"what?"

The mechanical arm stretched out, wrapped the onion in his arms, and wrote in the palm of his hand.

Fu Lianyu recalled that the first time he told the little guy his name, the other party pretended to be illiterate and asked him to teach him stroke by stroke in the palm of his hand.

It's so unreasonable to like this kind of thing, probably as soon as you nod your head and look back, your heart is firmly attached to the other party.

Cong Cong did not watch him write seriously, but stroked the highly simulated mechanical arm curiously.

Then a warm liquid hit his arm, and water marks slipped out.

"What's the matter?" Fu Lianyu was standing behind the door, he just took off Congcong's unfitted arms, he didn't want the little guy to see him like this.

"I seem to be crying." Congcong wiped the tears from his face, and sniffed hard, "Sir, am I waterproof, will it break if I cry?"

A soft cough came from inside the door: "It won't be broken, go downstairs and do your own thing, Luong Cong."

Fu Lianyu thought, probably the memory extraction was not perfect enough, some of it was still sealed in Fu Yu's mind, and he would respond when he encountered a familiar scene.

But why is the little guy crying?

He shook his head, writing a program to repair himself, and observing the little guy in the yard.

Congcong still went to the rocking chair, swaying and looking into the distance.

Fu Lianyu's arm was finally able to operate flexibly. He glanced at the machines in the room and turned to the main control office of the room.

The pain was suppressed, and he still had some free time to finish writing the program before today's rest.

Fingers are working on the keyboard at high speed. If you don't look carefully, a layer of simulators that you can't notice climbs up around the house. The dead wood in the center of the yard comes to life. The branches grow wildly, buds come out, and pink flowers bloom.

All this happened silently, Congcong didn't know that the yard behind her had changed, and she was still looking at the end of the mountain.

First there was a golden light, and then there was a round corner, and a round of red sun rose slowly from the other side of the mountain, illuminating the land brightly.

Congcong jumped off the rocking chair and stomped on the ground.

"Sunrise, it's sunrise!"

There were a lot of blank fragments in his mind. He felt that he wanted to share this news with someone, but at this moment, he couldn't think of anything.

The boy turned around in a daze, and saw the big cherry blossom tree in the middle of the yard again. He ran over quickly, and the pink petals fell on his hair.

That tree is full of flowers and lush.