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21. Copy Factory
The city ruled by artificial intelligence is getting closer and closer. Above the city, the giant device that looks like a blind spider is stretching out its long legs and adjusting its posture.
Ruan Xian didn't speak any more, he numbly wrapped his arms around Tang Yibu's neck, waiting for the next sentence from the android. Tang Yibu didn't speak any more, he just stepped on the tree trunk like a cat and moved forward silently. He deftly crossed the bushes, the rustling of the rustling into the evening wind.
The possibility that Tang Yibu was mul-01 was extremely low, and Ruan Xian knew this. But the ensuing silence told him that Tang Yibu had no intention of explaining the details at the moment. It is not wise to ask too much.
"Now it's my turn to ask you." After a few minutes of silence, Tang Yibu asked in a brisk tone. "Since you don't want to stand by and watch, why not force the intervention?"
"You deliberately forged information to let them communicate and induce Tian He to express his thoughts, thereby ending Zhang Yazhe's rescue plan. The result is obvious, you failed."
Ruan Xian looked at the three floating motorcycles under the tree. Zhang Yazhe took the lead, Chi Lei and Ding Zepeng's motorcycles were behind, protecting the left and right sides respectively. There was no hesitation and confusion in the movements of the three.
"Forced interference... I guess you mean secretly sabotaging Zhang Yazhe's actions until Tian He's death, or killing Tian He before Zhang Yazhe's action." Ruan Xian tightened his fingers, clenched the fabric on Tang Yibu's chest, and exited The voice was calmer than he thought. "It's better that they don't know, that's the least amount of variability."
"Yes, these are more sensible ways." Tang Yibu sounded quite agreeable, he even nodded seriously, this action caused the android to break several branches with his face. "I know Ruan Xian would do this. As his creation, you did not follow his will."
"Because I'm not him." Ruan Xian's voice was low.
He was not worried at all that Tang Yibu would discover the taste of lies - his body no longer belonged to the category of human beings. Even if he emphasizes memory, and there is a black box case first, all the criteria for "self" become confusing, and he cannot completely determine his identity.
Unexpectedly, Ruan Xian did not feel depressed or at a loss.
When it comes to retouching memories, people tend to cut out the worst parts. However, the pain of the past is still lingering in a corner of my heart, and it is difficult to dispel like a vulture who found a body.
Rather reassuring.
He is still alive and well, and as long as another "Xianxian Ruan" is still alive somewhere in the world, he will have a chance to get the answer.
Ruan Xian stroked Tang Yibu's collar with his fingertips, the touch of the fabric penetrated along the skin and climbed into his brain through the nerves. Tang Yibu's body exuded a faint soap smell, and the oncoming wind carried the stench of burning plastic and something. The dark bushes were sharp and clear, receding rapidly from his side, and he could see every vein of the leaves.
The speed of the three air bikes is getting faster and faster. Zhang Yazhe and Chi Lei have calm expressions, Ding Zepeng looks a little nervous, but his eyes are more firm.
If you compare everything at the moment to an experiment, the variables are not complicated. He couldn't control his thoughts, and all kinds of solutions came to his mind naturally. There are at least ten ways to allow Tian He to rest in peace and Zhang Yazhe to stay in the shelter obediently. The two I have just discussed are the most secure solutions.
But that was only the optimal solution he unilaterally determined.
The guilt, gratitude and nostalgia. Like the strands of hair clenched in the hands of a corpse, they will take root in the ending and gradually wrap around the lives of others. If Tian He is not rescued, will Zhang Yazhe and the others suffer for this? How painful? Perhaps this pain is not worth mentioning compared to death.
But he couldn't be sure.
Ruan Xian adjusted his posture and quietly touched the scar on his left wrist with his right hand. He was also part of some "optimal solution", and he didn't like that answer.
"We only provide cover, and let them handle the rest." Ruan Xian said.
"Okay." With the destination in sight, Tang Yibu rolled over and got off the tree, letting Ruan Xian on his back jump off the ground.
The air motorbike driving in front finally stopped. The group was on the edge of the artificial intelligence city. The deformed building was quietly immersed in the night, and the spongy windows shone dimly. From a close distance, the huge blind spider-shaped device made the hair stand on end. It was still moving slowly. I don't know if it was his own illusion. Ruan Xian always felt that it was tilting in the direction of them.
The goal of Zhang Yazhe and others is not in the city.
Beyond the towering walls, reclining a mass of buildings that looked like termite nests. After the three people hid the airbike, they circled into the bushes and headed straight for the dim and strange building.
Those eight achievements are the places where the internal organs can be produced. Ruan Xian held his breath and listened to the surroundings, but found no strange sound. He clasped the two blood spears in his hands, the cat lowered his waist, and followed behind Tang Yibu.
Flocks of detection birds flew over their heads, and everyone sank, activated infrared camouflage, and buried themselves in the bushes.
"Don't try to attack the system here, the city is too close to the control center of mul-01, and it is difficult for me to do it." Tang Yibu pressed Ruan Xian's head and pressed him lower. "If this area is completely reset by it, we will all be in danger."
I hope the reset is not what I thought, Ruan thought dryly.
Zhang Yazhe's ability is really outstanding, his movements are very neat, and he leads the other two to beautifully traverse the blind spot of surveillance. The auxiliary machine followed quietly behind them, carrying a suitcase-sized case.
Ruan Xian kept a distance of about 50 meters from them and did not dare to let out the air. All kinds of inexplicable noises wafted from the city, and the work of guarding the surrounding area became especially difficult. Fortunately, the night sky in the early morning was pitch black and peaceful.
Zhang Yazhe finally approached the entrance of the building after a group of swaying spherical machines drifted past. Tang Yibu shot out the hook and rope device on his wrist, wrapped around Ruan Xian's waist, and the two jumped to the upper floor.
Through the glass, Ruan Xian can clearly see the scene inside the building.
There is no light inside, and the building is as quiet as a tomb. The complex-structured machinery was quietly built into a pile, occupying most of the space, and the wires were densely hanging down like a broken cobweb. Only a small part of the machinery still lights up with lights and makes a sizzling sound, as small as a butter knife scraping butter. Several large water tanks gurgled blisters, and a thin layer of dust accumulated on the glass. Apparently it hasn't been taken care of in a while.
But Zhang Yazhe didn't rush forward, he leaned down and threw a few marble-sized balls on the ground. The ball slid silently across the floor, and finally came to a slow stop in the middle of the room.
"Temporarily safe, the alarm system has not been upgraded." Zhang Yazhe said in a low voice.
"Well. If the record is correct, the organic matter printer is nearby." Chi Lei did not activate his electronic wristband, but took out a piece of paper. Ding Zepeng was holding a long spear and was still looking around vigilantly.
"Wait another five minutes, just in case." Zhang Yazhe raised a hand, "I'll go in first."
"Are you really planning to inherit the sanctuary?" Chi Lei retracted his protruding feet and stood against the corner.
"Yes, that's what the boss meant. Once I start the inheritance process, I won't be able to sneak out in the next few days." Zhang Yazhe nodded. "Tonight is our only chance."
"The boss is very stubborn, what if he refuses to accept the internal organs?" Ding Zepeng muttered.
"When the time comes, put the internal organs in front of him, and see if he is willing to throw them away in front of us. Before, he was just afraid of us... uh, dying in this mission." Zhang Yazhe laughed dryly, "He worked so hard for so many years, In the end, I never had a good day. Watching him go, I will regret it for the rest of my life."
"Who's not." Chi Lei's voice was very soft, "If it wasn't for the boss, grass would have grown on my grave."
"Shh." Ding Zepeng suddenly interrupted the two, "There is movement outside."
At the same time, the three took out the hook and rope, and stuck it to the ceiling like a spider. A column-shaped machine came in from the entrance and made one revolution. It slid into the middle of the room, packed the ball into its metal body, and walked out slowly.
"It's okay, the oldest detective type." Zhang Yazhe sighed with relief. "There should be ten minutes before the next patrol, Lao Chi, let's go. Xiao Ding, you continue to be vigilant, remember not to run too far, this is the signal blind spot of the auxiliary chip."
"learn."
Chi Lei's actions were not sloppy. He glanced at the machines in the dark and quickly found their target - an organic matter printer flashing lights, and the connected sink was full of tiny blisters.
Putting down the backpack, Chi Lei held a small screwdriver in his mouth, and cut open the metal skin like a small knife cutting leather, exposing part of the circuit board. He quickly twisted a few threads and inserted a small test tube with wires in it. With Zhang Yazhe staring around, Chi Lei didn't even turn his head to confirm the environment.
He summoned the auxiliary machine, and the abundant power made the printer screen light up. Chi Lei quickly entered the data, and the printer made a low beep.
"There are still six and a half minutes." Zhang Yazhe reminded.
On the window above the two, Ruan Xian held his breath—
The silhouette of a person gradually appeared in the sink, starting with the feet, then the legs, crotch, abdomen and chest. Like an old 3D printer, a human body is being constructed layer by layer.
However, when the printing progress extended to his neck, Chi Lei moved again.
Printing stopped abruptly. The sink opened, and a headless human body drenched down the chute.
"Five minutes left." Chi Lei glanced at the time and kept the machine on. "Old Zhang, it's yours."
Zhang Yazhe took out a knife and took the suitcase-like object on the auxiliary machine, which was wide open. The box is divided into multiple compartments, each of which is full of liquid—they gather inwards like mercury, and a faint blue halo pierces the darkness.
"Oh, old antique. Nanorobot α-092? Which version?" Chi Lei tore off what looked like a water bag from the auxiliary machine.
"Let's say a few words less, help."
Chi Lei exhaled and held down the headless body.
Zhang Yazhe moved quickly. He simply cut open the chest and abdomen of the body, the headless body twitched twice, and soon stopped moving. As the blade was swung, the living organs were stuffed into the suitcase one by one, quickly dissolving in the liquid.
"Has the blood been collected? It's useful for surgery." Zhang Yazhe wiped the blood from his hands and closed the suitcase.
"It's collected, there's still one and a half minutes left. I'll decompose the residue." Chi Lei tethered the filled "water bag" back to the auxiliary machine, manipulated the chute to rise, and the blood-stained empty shell was poured back into the sink. The remnants of flesh fizzed and dissolved as if submerged in strong acid.
"It's done, let's go."
"Old Zhang, something is wrong." Chi Lei frowned.
"how?"
"The feedback data seems to be a little abnormal." Chi Lei didn't turn off the machine, but quickly flipped through the historical data.
"One more minute."
"It's too late, it's too lateOld Zhang, Tian He's sample data was corrected just now. The sample seems to be contaminated a bit, and this machine has filtered out the impurity data." Chi Lei's voice was a little trembling. "But without Tian He's complete body data for comparison, it's impossible to tell the error, it's just a printer..."
"As long as the organs are ok, Lao Chi, let's get out of here first."
Chi Lei touched the operation interface of the machine, skillfully connected the electronic wristband to the printer hardware, and began to crack it quickly. "I have to make sure that if there is a problem with the printing, this trip will be a waste. Give me some time, we can't kill the boss..."
He suddenly got stuck.
I don't know what was triggered by the cracking command, a few wisps of blue smoke suddenly appeared from the circuit board, a beep sounded, and the originally dark space was instantly brightly lit. A heavy steel plate instantly fell from the entrance, and all the silent machinery started at the same time. As if there were thousands of hornets' nests in an instant, the entire space was filled with buzzing sounds.
The space here is much bigger than they thought.
The dark depths where there is no light day and night are illuminated by lights, and the cylindrical glass bins are neatly stacked like canned drinks on the shelves. There are human bodies floating in each glass silo, men and women with their eyes closed, and a little pink brain tissue is exposed on the top of their heads-those are not the electronic brains of androids, but they are filled with fine connecting wires.
Their familiar faces are there, and there are many repetitions. The elites of the sanctuary, accompanied by countless "selfs", quietly sleep in the glass warehouse.
Chi Lei shivered and took a step back.
Among those faces, he saw his own.