"I haven't played it, and I haven't heard of it." Tang Yibu's warm and moist breath brushed against the side of his neck, and Ruan Xian shrank uncomfortably.

"You are very good at human beings, I thought you were"

"That's a human social game, so I won't be that close to a human being." Tang Yibu must have pursed his lips after a wet sound.

"Because you were abandoned by humans." Ruan Xian closed the screen in front of him and probed carefully.

"No." Seeing that the light screen was closed, Tang Yibu retracted his chin and stretched a lot. "From my subject's perspective, humans generally see me as one of theirs because of my over-involvement in changing behavior patterns. It's not good for objective observation."

Then he shook the soda can. "From a safety point of view, after being identified as a human without authorization, humans will use their own set of rules to ask me. This can easily lead to unnecessary contradictions. You are infused with human memory, and you may feel Not too deep, do you want a soda? Here's a can."

Ruan Xian shook his head politely, "But you can play a good human."

Cover up the anomaly, and show the right smile to others, just like himself.

Perhaps sensing his emotions, Tang Yibu put away the soda and patted him on the back soothingly. "Human mentality, I understand. Yes, I can play well, but I have no reason to do that."

"Even if you have a human appearance."

"It's similar in appearance, I prefer to call it this body energy supply device. I completed it myself, and I had other options at the time, but this shape is more convenient for me to complete the project."

Tang Yibu climbed to the opposite side of Ruan Xian, sat down with his legs crossed, and hugged the big soft quilt in his arms.

"Like if a monkey's brain were implanted in a human body, I don't think most people would consider the composite to be their own kind. Not to mention that the body is not entirely made of human tissue. I don't have one, and of course I don't need it. Follow the so-called group rules."

"I thought I was your kind." Ruan Xian chose words carefully.

"Strictly speaking, no." Tang Yibu shook his head, "I know very well that I have no peers, I'm just a test subject."

Ruan Xian suddenly laughed. For a few seconds, he thought everything was funny.

He followed all the rules that belonged to human beings, moving forward and backward, carefully testing Tang Yibu's emotions. Ending up doing something monstrous like judging a cat by a dog's code of conduct, or entertaining a cactus in an algae habitat.

In the end, in the eyes of the other party, whether they are normal people or themselves, they are just aliens.

Ruan Xian looked at those beautiful golden eyes and couldn't help thinking of the dog raised by his former assistant. A clever little thing that the young assistant used to love. He stroked it, hugged it, said it relieved him of countless pressures. Maybe he really loved it.

But from a certain day, the assistant stopped mentioning its name.

long gone. After asking him specifically, the assistant replied helplessly. No way, it has a very troublesome disease, and it costs a lot of money. I don't have much money. Maybe the shelter can find another good home for it, or alas, I'm sad too.

Now he is in the position of "that dog". Tang Yibu's closeness may not be judged by human cognition. Those smiles, skin-to-skin contact or caring may be no different from the hugs of his assistants to their pets.

At present, he is useful to Tang Yibu, that's all. The other party didn't treat him as a human from the beginning, but neither as a "kind".

Ruan Xian completely lost the scale of disguise. He is no longer familiar with today's human beings, and he can't let the only "Tang Yibu" in the world approach him as a kindred spirit. He was completely thrown into the dark sea water, and there was no trace of land in the four directions.

But he was free.

Without normal to compare, "abnormal" will cease to exist. Maybe in this dim room, he no longer needs the mask that makes him sore.

Tang Yibu looked suspiciously at the young man sitting opposite the android whose face was infused with human memory, his face was no longer blank, and his smile was getting bigger and bigger. The originally dark and dull beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be fire burning in the pupils. In the dim light, the gray-black stud on his left ear gleamed faintly.

"Yeah, you don't have to play human all the time," he said, with some rare pleasure in his voice. "Give me a can of cherry soda. Also, we need to do tactile exercises. One more time, as a bedtime game."

The other party's usual softness and gentleness faded, and there was a bit of aggressive cold and sharpness in his words.

Tang Yibu enthusiastically remembered these changes in his mind, picked up the can that he had just put down, and opened it neatly. With the sound of bubbles churning, he tilted the can and wiped off a bit of the overflowing soda from the back of the opening, and then handed the can out.

His new partner took the soda and poured it down his throat.

After waiting for the other party to breathe a sigh of relief, he threw the cans into the furniture pile. Tang Yibu thought for a moment, then turned off the lantern hanging on the sharp corner of the bookcase. The opponent has integrated the S-type initial machine horizontally and vertically, and he has strengthened his visual ability, so a little darkness will not cause any impact at all.

He gently stroked his palm with his soda-dipped fingers, then stretched out his hand, trying to grab the other's hand again.

Then his wrist was caught by both hands, guiding him to press against the other's cold cheek.

Seemingly affected by the temperature of his palm, "Mr. Ruan" let out a small sigh. Beneath the scattered bangs, those bottomless black eyes stared straight at him like two ice picks.

"You wrote good night." He could feel the muscle contractions from the corners of the other's mouth.

"Yes." Tang Yibu nodded happily, "You did a good job."

"It's really time to say goodnight," his partner whispered. "What did you write the first time?"

"Nice to meet you." Tang Yibu answered honestly.

"Me too." The other party gently released his hand. "Actually, I've always wanted to ask you a question."

"Um"

"Since your body was chosen by yourself, so is your name?" The other party's voice was no longer tense, it sounded very relaxed.

"Yes."

"Why choose this"

"No comment." Tang Yibu pulled the quilt again, wrapping himself and the other party tightly together. He stretched out his hand and let the other party's soft black hair flow between his fingers. "Good night, Mr. Ruan."

In fact, there is no mystery behind the name. He is accustomed to holding the person opposite in his arms, letting that body temperature dispel the chill of the night in the wilderness. Tang Yibu narrowed his eyes comfortably and relaxed his body.

Simply because his true identity symbolizes danger itself.

His manufacturer Ruan Xian also participated in the production of u01, and used a similar electronic brain construction technology with a high probability. Although he is just an abandoned failure, in theory, humans can find a way to deal with u01 through him.

u01 had absolutely no way of knowing that he knew that nu00, the predecessor of the main brain, still existed in the world. Otherwise it will 100% destroy itself at all costs.

So he couldn't divulge anything reminiscent of the institute, like the name.

The reason for it is actually quite simple.

His maker was ill for a long time, and as the years passed, he gradually weakened before his eyes. Ruan Xian could only eat the liquid food specially prepared by the research institute, but he secretly hid a bag of homemade gelatin candy in his computer room and ate it while he was communicating with him.

These sugars are bad for your body. At that time, he had acquired the electronic pronunciation ability, and could spell out sentences word by word.

I know. Ruan Xian replied calmly, it doesn't matter, I don't have a good life for a few years anyway.

what, will you feel sorry for me?

what is sad

Forget it, it's still too difficult for you now. The mechanical wheelchair took Ruan Xian forward. With candy in his mouth, he stuffed the rest back into the gap of the metal cabinet. As usual, send today's project report to my computer. But this time it may be a bit difficult, we can talk about it first

A bell interrupted Ruan Xian's words, and his producer lowered his head and looked at the call screen.

Professor Ruan, your 09230 experimental sample has a mutation, please come to the No. 7 laboratory.

I see. Ruan Xian answered succinctly. nu00, sorry, that's all we can talk about today. But this does not mean you can be lazy, remember to send me the project report on time, we will continue tomorrow.

After all, he hurriedly directed the wheelchair to leave the room, apparently intending to give up the afternoon lunch break.

The computer room that belongs to him is quiet again. Without the voice of the other party, the lunch break music from outside slowly seeped into the room. Very soothing song, Carol Yang's step by step.

For five years, Ruan Xian would show up every three o'clock in the afternoon and chat with himself for two hours or more.

However, that was the last time he saw Ruan Xian.

Tang Yi took a long breath and tightened his arms. The young man in his arms was already asleep, curling up his limbs quietly, in a very insecure sleeping position. Tang Yibu tilted his head and thought for a while, then shared some quilts.

A quiet night.

A few hours later, the sun rose above the horizon, and the air became a little brighter. The noisy human voice gradually filled the corridor of the ruined residential building, and the robbers shouted to each other, shouted, and ran across the corridor outside the door.

Ruan Xian wrapped the quilt tightly around his body. He slept so peacefully this night that he almost forgot where he was. After another burst of laughter outside the door, he finally reached out and rubbed his eyes, and got out of bed. After yawning a few times, Ruan Xian took some water from the corner bucket and walked to the half-collapsed bathroom to wash.

Tang Yibu woke up early in the morning and was busy stacking butter biscuits and wafers into some kind of building.

"Breakfast." He greeted Ruan Xian happily. The android did not know where to find some black hairpins, and pinned a few strands of his long black hair. "We will eat a lot more than ordinary humans, so it's better to eat in advance."

This is the meaning of going out for a meal, Ruan Xian laughed. He grabbed a piece of wafer and put it in his mouth, and put the two blood guns into the holster, feeling inexplicably comfortable.

"Stop creating, great artist, I heard Gangzi's voice, he is coming this way, you have to move the refrigerator at the door." Swallowing the food in his mouth, Ruan Xian put on his coat and white coat. Angles cut through the air.

Tang Yibu's expression froze, he quickly filled his mouth with the biscuits, and then swallowed them painfully. Ruan Xian shook his head and handed over a glass of water.

Within half a minute, Gangzi knocked on their door.

"Take the two of you to breakfast, and then go around the neighborhood." The strong man's expression was not very good, and he was obviously not very satisfied with his errand. "When you're almost familiar with it, go to the place where you were yesterday for another deep dive and bring some more equipment. This time you have to record a detailed map. If there is still a bright grass, remember to mark the location."

Ruan Xian didn't show the gentle expression of cooperation, but just nodded. "I see."

The strong man gave him a somewhat surprised look, but didn't say much.

The cafeteria here is built in the collapsed basketball hall. The basketball hall looks like a piece of it has been torn off, pitifully open, and buried at the very edge of the sea of ​​ruins. Fortunately, the lighting is good and the ventilation is first-class. The air is dry and clean, and is more suitable for storing food than the inside of a damp polymer.

A few iron pots were swirling with brown soup, and the aroma of stewed meat came to me.

"The captain got a meat incubator." Gangzi scratched his hair and brought two bowls of stewed meat. The light brown meat was wrapped in stewed potatoes and did not go with the main course. "That thing can grow a lot of meat, but it's all the same taste. Eat more before you get bored."

No one bothered to arrange tables and chairs in the basketball hall, everyone squatted or sat, chewing one after another.

"Thank you." Ruan Xian nodded and sat down on the spot. "But the electricity aspect"

"The captain likes to eat meat, what else can you do? You have to save it." Gangzi raised his neck like he was drinking porridge, and poured his own share in two or three minutes. "There are a lot of mice and snakes in the ruins, all of which are in the information, remember to get them when you see them. There are people who are willing to accept them, and everyone wants to change their tastes."

Tang Yibu didn't focus on the food this time. He turned his head away and was staring at a limping woman in the distance. Her left arm was covered in splints and bandages, and her nose was swollen high, a ghastly lilac.

"Oh, you two definitely remember what happened yesterday." Gangzi put the bowl down with a bang. "Three rules, the captain told you, please remember it well, Lao Tu is still good to talk, but the captain kills if he wants to kill, no matter how good the friendship is."

Now Ruan Xian is not very interested in the topic of rules. He glanced around and found no figure of Yu Le or Tu Rui, so he turned his eyes back. "Remember. Speaking of which, what are the two captains doing?"

"Old Tu is a geology guy. I followed the rebel army a few years ago, and I only came here recently. Captain, he was here from the beginning, I have been following him, but he made a living out of this sea of ​​ruins. host."

Gangzi wiped his mouth, pointed to a spire not far away, and lowered his voice mysteriously, "Is there a prison?"

Ruan Xian raised his eyebrows.

"I didn't fool you, the captain turned out to be a death row prisoner."