nightmare exec

On the second floor of the safe house, in Song Yin's bedroom, the atmosphere was tense and awkward like never before.

The owner of this room, at this moment, is sitting upright on the edge of the bed, like a primary school student who has done something wrong, with his legs together and his hands on his knees.

"...I admit, I did use ayahuasca."

He admitted his mistake word by word, then raised his eyes, and looked at Ergou standing in front of him timidly: "But I've already used it anyway, what should I do?"

"According to the regulations, you must accept the strict punishment of the system." Ergou replied sternly, "This is not a joke."

"Then... let's punish." Song Yin nodded, with a frank look of admitting defeat, "Fine or confinement? Or another choice?"

"Neither." Seeing that his executive officer was completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter, Ergou sighed, "If the system knows that you use ayahuasca, it will force you to brainwash you. Not only will you lose the ability to use ayahuasca The obtained memory will also be fined and placed in confinement, and may even fall directly back to the second level of executive officer."

"Brainwashing?!" Song Yin was finally a little anxious now, "Then why are so many people on the Internet secretly saying that they have used it? Didn't anyone catch them?!"

"Who told you they used real ayahuasca?"

Er Gou asked resentfully: "Don't you humans have a saying that bragging is not illegal and not taxable? Or do you really not know how rare ayahuasca is? A high-level executive, I am afraid that I have to gamble all my fortune to buy a dose of ayahuasca. How many real rich people have you seen bragging all day long on the Internet?"

"Is this thing so expensive?!"

Recalling the understatement of Alexander's gift before, Song Yin took a deep breath: "...But I really don't understand, this thing has no side effects on the human body, why should it be regarded as a scourge like a drug?"

"AIDS, which you humans regard as a scourge, is not a disease that can kill people immediately. Its terrible thing is that it destroys the human immune system and opens the door for other diseases."

Ergou made a metaphor: "On the surface, ayahuasca is neither addictive nor after-effects. But the memories obtained through it are the danger itself. What should be remembered and what should be forgotten Lost, do you think this is just a random choice? Unauthorized retrieval of forgotten things, and then let it rot in the corners of the mind, infection... and finally pollute your entire consciousness - this is the truly terrible thing about ayahuasca place!"

"What should be remembered and what should be forgotten is not a random choice - you are right, but I don't understand..."

Song Yin chewed on Ergou's words, his eyes became obviously stubborn.

"Isn't it me who makes the choice whether to forget? Even though I was young at the time, my parents made the decision for me, but now that I have grown up, if my parents are still alive, I dare say They will definitely tell me about the past. Now that I have made my own choice, who can come out and say that I made the wrong choice? None of their business!"

"In front of the Arsha system, all human beings are children." Ergou said, his expressionless face was obviously not helpful for interpreting this maternal sentence.

"Tell it not to be self-righteous. I've heard of the mother river, the mother mountain, and the mother sea, but I haven't heard of the mother system! Will the mother system kill people casually? Will it decide who deserves to die and who can live?! Please, If you want to make money cheap, find someone stupid."

Consciously resisting hopelessness, Song Yin began to babble nonsense: "If you have the ability, just dig out that piece of memory together with my brain, otherwise I will go to use ayahuasca once after brainwashing, and use it once after washing. No one can force me to forget what I don't want to forget!"

"You calm down."

Even though he was already familiar with the madness of his own executive officer, the assistant officer still couldn't help rubbing his temples—even though there was no so-called "trigeminal nerve" under his skin, he had seen Foehn rubbing it before, so He tried it too, and it seemed to be fine.

It wasn't until Song Yin became quieter that he finished speaking: "...I haven't reported it yet, and the system doesn't know about it yet."

Song Yin's expression began to change rapidly again.

"Gouzi... let's not report it, okay?"

He grabbed the corner of the assistant officer's clothes and shook it lightly: "Don't worry, I'm not in pain or entangled at all. For me, this memory is a treasure that I lost and recovered with great difficulty. Don't let me Can the system take it away again? Don’t let me stare at the door that can’t be opened anymore, okay?”

His words caused the assistant officer to fall into a long silence.

"..."

The non-human has been kneading his temples heavily with his hands.This movement used by ordinary human beings to express distress was performed by Ergou as if Brother Yixiu was using his brain.

Song Yin watched silently for more than ten seconds, and couldn't bear it anymore.He stood up and took the initiative to rub Ergou twice, and also helped him squeeze his shoulders and pat his back.

The warm service went on for about 2 minutes, and Ergou finally spoke again.

"I am an artificial intelligence created by the system. I should not violate the principles of the system. If I insist on lying, the 'guilt program' preset in my body will activate and punish me. In order to conceal the 'guilt program' has been Being activated, I will no longer be able to communicate unreservedly with the Aksha system. This will reduce my work efficiency as an assistant officer."

Thinking about it carefully, Ergou’s words are translated into human language, which probably means "If I lie, I will be condemned by my conscience. If I am condemned, I will have no intention of working"-for any human being, Song Yin will know I thought it was passive sabotage and deliberately made excuses, and the excuses were very bad.

But Ergou is different.Ergou is a more sincere and upright existence than human beings, just like the nine-colored deer in the Dunhuang murals.To achieve one's own goals by exploiting upright creatures, anyone with a conscience would not bear it.

"sorry……"

Song Yin suddenly felt guilty for smearing ink on the white paper with his own hands, but he couldn't make any concessions.

Just like what his father said on that rainy night 15 years ago, "No matter how you choose, you will fail some people; no matter who you fail, you will face the condemnation of your conscience"—unexpectedly, such choices are everywhere of.

It is true.How is it possible for a human being to have a completely clear conscience?

"I've made a decision to lie to the system."

After a long silence, Ergou finally made a difficult choice: "My guilt program has started, you can rest assured."

"Thank you, and I'm sorry." Song Yin sincerely expressed his deepest gratitude to the assistant officer, "I promise I won't cause trouble for you in the future."

"You don't have to apologize to me, let alone promise anything in return."

Ergou is as calm as ever: "The reason why I choose to stand on your side is only because in my current calculations, the executive officer has a slightly higher priority than the system tasks. I hope you can continue to be happy, that's all .”

"..."

In the first few seconds after hearing these words, Song Yin stared at Ergou without blinking, his bright eyes flashing.Soon, the light in his eyes became more and more bright, almost overflowing.

"...What do you mean by 'that's all'?"

He smiled wryly, "Do you know, what you call 'that's all', there are very few people in this world who can do it."

"I didn't know it was such a hard job to be a human being." Ergou looked confused.

"It's hard work." Song Yin nodded heavily at first, and then stretched his brows and eyes, showing a bright smile: "But it's really fun to be a human being."

Having said that, he stretched out his arms and gave Ergou a long and strong hug: "Thank you, my good brother..."

This is not the first time that Ergou has been hugged by his executive officer.But this time, imitating Song Yin's appearance, he slowly raised his hands and patted Song Yin's back awkwardly.

"Shoot again!" Song Yin sniffed and increased the strength in her hand, "I'll make it for you if you haven't eaten. Our Song family should be full of energy no matter what we do!"

"..." The Song family?

Chewing the three unfamiliar words, Er Gou's usually expressionless face slowly showed a jerky, immature smile.

At this moment, the punishment from the guilt program seems to have become insignificant.

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This sudden "Ayahuasca crisis" was finally resolved invisible under Ergou's favor.

After Ergou returned to the first floor to continue reading, the grateful Song Yin bit her nails and thought about it, and finally decided to do something practical for Ergou——to further adjust the layout of the guest room on the first floor, and prepare a room for Ergou. his own room.

Of course, this is not just for Ergou's sake.

No one understands better than Song Yin himself—from the time he entered purgatory, the safe house that has maintained a dilapidated appearance for the past few months is actually a hurdle in his heart that he cannot overcome; , will be tormenting his painful memory intentionally or unconsciously.

Now, he has finally worked hard to pass this hurdle, and it is time to look forward.

New rooms, new furnishings... and most importantly, new family members.

Thinking of this, Song Yin couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth.

"……Do not worry."

He looked up at the ceiling of the hut, and as if through the ceiling, even through the false sky of purgatory, looking at a distance that even he himself didn't know.

"I will do my best and love them with the greatest energy."

He had just finished speaking when he heard a series of impatient bells ringing suddenly in the quiet bedroom.

He was taken aback in horror, first guiltyly thinking that the system had discovered his problem, and then realized that it was just an ordinary phone call.

It was Alexander who called.

At first, Song Yin wondered if this guy had secretly installed a pinhole camera in the safe house, otherwise how could he have found out about his use of ayahuasca so quickly.However, after the call was connected, he realized that the call from Alexander was actually for another purpose——

Listen to gossip!

"I said, Little Butterfly, are you too mean? I'm the one who gave you such an expensive gift. How could you hide your happy event from me? I'm so sad!"

What Alexander was referring to was nothing else but the wonderful live broadcast where Song Yin and Qi Zhengnan showed off their love through the duplicate video just now.

The live video reached the top of the traffic list at that time.In just half an hour, gossip news swept the entire purgatory social network.It is said that the keyword #凤风光蝶爱情# is still making rapid progress on the hot search list. Looking at this posture, it will reach the top of TOP1 in minutes.Even #闪蝉who# has squeezed into the top 20 topics.

"Ha ha……"

Song Yin really didn't know what to say about this.

The love affair was made public, very happy, but a little bit at a loss.Anyway, it's not the first day he does things without considering the consequences, the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge.

On the other end of the phone, Alexander showed an unprecedented desire to gossip.It's almost doubtful whether he cooperated with Tiger Eye of Purgatory TV Station to set the routine.

Although Song Yin has a good impression of Alexander, but when he thinks that he not only wanders in the amusement park, but also possesses the mysterious ayahuasca, he finally decides to hold back on him, and only picks out some fragmentary information and rambles back. , and packaged himself and Qi Zhengnan as a pair of childhood sweethearts.

Almost hearing that they lived together again in the United States, Alexander finally couldn't help interrupting Song Yin's memory, and he actually asked straight to the point: "Is Yunshi Foehn?"

"..." At this moment of hesitation, Song Yin already understood that there is no difference between answering this question and not answering it.

"I'm not sure." He finally chose an ambiguous answer, "Maybe I can ask another day."

"Anyway, it's fine if you know it in your heart."

Alexander seemed to smile, and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, I forgot to remind you last time. If you successfully use ayahuasca, then the locked door in your safe house will also become It's unlocked. To be on the safe side, remember to lock it again."

This was something Song Yin didn't consider, and he nodded to show that he must pay attention.Over there, Alexander said that he had other things to do, so he took the initiative to bid farewell, and we will talk again when he has time.

After the call is over, the phone returns to the home screen.Only then did Song Yin realize that thousands of message prompts popped up in the upper right corner of the social app.

"Scalp tingling" is not enough to describe his current feeling.

The authors have something to say: the guilt program is not so much a punishment as an optional function

The artificial intelligence that chooses this function will gradually end the stage of bifurcated mind listening to the oracle

After all, self-examination is a human prerogative

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Song Yin's new family has been enriched little by little.Brother Nan is temporarily offline today, and will continue to distribute candy tomorrow

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Alexander said that he had given such a valuable gift and had to leave his name.