After browsing through a series of daily routines, the scenes in the memory pump suddenly changed, raindrops fell continuously, and they came to a street in the bustling area.Even in the daytime, there are countless neon lights on the high-rise buildings, people come and go with transparent umbrellas, and water drops flow from the eaves above their heads.

Every Monday is a rainy day for Cecina. Since the sky over the city is covered with anti-radiation materials, natural rainwater cannot rush into the city, and only artificial rainfall can be used.It has to be said that the punctual rain makes life very boring - but the city is running in such a boring way, maintaining the conditions for the survival of tens of millions of people.

As if the movement stopped abruptly in a certain section, the bright and warm memory was cut off and washed into the gloomy heavy rain.Deng Huailing had an intuition that something was going to happen, so he put aside his distracting thoughts for a while, and calmed down to observe his surroundings.

They were on the ground floor of a building, and there was an endless stream of people entering and leaving.This is one of Cesina's galleries. The decoration style is minimalist, the interior space is spacious, and the light yellow marble can reflect people's shadows.Rosie tugged on Deng Huailing's sleeve and motioned him to look at the revolving glass door.

With face recognition technology, Rosie recognized Jason Ellis from the crowd in a few microseconds.Wrapped in a shabby jacket, Jason shoved and shoved with the gallery security staff as if he had been fished out of the water.

"Let me in! I have an appointment with your manager—"

"Mr. Chapman temporarily canceled the meeting. Now, sir, if you stand here and disturb the order again, I will treat you rudely." The security guard pulled Jason by the shoulder, forcing him to turn around..

Jason was just a painter with no strength in his hands. He tried his best to resist, but he couldn't hold back the opponent's strength and was pushed out the door.Mary was carrying Jason's painting bag on the side. She seemed extremely distressed, but she could only be nailed in place. The procedure forbids her to disturb social order with the administrator.

"Please, Mr. Chapman must have made a mistake." Jason stuck half of his body on the glass door, and the revolving door made a sharp sound, and stopped there. "You, you can confirm with him again,This is the last gallery I'm going to go today, I can't have no income this month..."

He struggled to grab the security guard's collar, and the rain ran down the gully on his face.

Security sighed: "You poor painters are so annoying. To tell you the truth, Mr. Chapman has ordered hundreds of bionic works this month, and he wants to jointly promote their new bionics with CyberRose. There are already bionics here.In the world, man, you are hopeless."

"A new bionic man?" Jason muttered to himself in a daze.He thought of the painting he had seen in a specialty store, "The Raft of the Medusa", the big bluish waves crashed down on his head and face, drowning out the spark in his eyes.

In the most conspicuous place in the gallery, the staff is operating the machine, taking off the original human painter's work "A Gentle Spring Day on an Isolated Island" and hoisting up "The Raft of the Medusa", which is the first public appearance of an artistic bionicworks at that time.

The other places on the wall are also empty, all human works are dismantled, and the creations of bionic people are stacked in cardboard boxes waiting to be displayed.There are copies and originals, and various genres are taken out of the box, brilliantly recreating the art history of human beings since the 14th century—only from the hands of bionics.

"Look, they can draw faster and better than you." The security guard gestured in that direction with his thumb. "Here, I can draw thirty pictures in an hour. What do you want them to do?"

Jason's hands trembled, and cold raindrops trickled down his forehead, dripping down with cold sweat.He explained fearfully: "No, that's not the case. Bionics have no emotions, so it's impossible to create works like humans..."

His pupils lost focus, and his tone became frenzied, "...Yes, it's impossible, it can't be the same at all! You bastards, you guys only know how to please the company all day long, and you don't know what beauty and art are!"

"What is art? Art is what can make money." The security guard smiled contemptuously, "Go away, don't hinder my work, I don't care whether it is a painting of a bionic person or a human being."

He kicked Jason, kicking him outside the door into the rain.Jason fell to the ground, and several pedestrians stopped in surprise, then bypassed him and continued on their way.Mary rushed out to help him, Jason didn't move, he sat in the puddle and fought back towards the door:

"Are you proud? You will soon be replaced by those bionic monsters! CyberRose is a gang of robbers. You, me, and everyone in the city cannot escape their plunder!"

He finished cursing viciously before standing up on the ground.Mary was a little frightened by him, she didn't dare to go forward, she quietly took out the folding umbrella and opened it, trying to cover his head: "Mr. Ellis..."

Jason looked at her angrily, and his eyes fell on the painting bag she was carrying."Don't touch my paintings, I'll get them myself." He said, snatched the painting bag from Mary, carried it on his back and turned away.

"Let me recite it, Mr. Ellis, it will get wet." Mary stepped on the water to catch up, and the rain made her hair stick to her cheeks, and they were all in a state of embarrassment.

"Anyway, the android will draw ten of the same pictures soon, won't it?" Jason sneered, his smile twisted more than his crying face, "Who cares about a poor painter's three months of hard thinking in a shabby room? This city hasThere is no need for human work any more."

Mary stopped talking, she felt the despair emanating from Jason, that despair seemed to have a substance, surrounding them like a torrential rain.Deng Huailing glanced at the bionic partner beside him, and Rosie was looking at Jason Ellis sadly, as if sympathizing with herself, but also as if she blamed herself.

"Look, the streets are full of bionics." Jason glanced blankly at pedestrians, and there were bionics everywhere in Cesina's bustling area.Housekeeping-type bionics put small colorful raincoats on children; elderly people sit slumped in wheelchairs and are pushed by companion-type bionics; service-type bionics shuttle back and forth behind the French windows of restaurants, and some even make their own sex bionicsThe man was led to the street, fingers interlocked.

"Cecina is going to die. Do you know that when CyberRose develops new technologies and the bionics are cheaper, they will spread to the whole city like a virus; when the hourly labor cost of bionics is lower than that of manpower,This industry will be replaced; when all industries are replaced - hell will come!"

Jason looked around in disgust, as if the whole city had turned into a devil. He waved his hands, walked around, and roared hysterically, but no one looked at him.

"This shitty city will be full of bionics... and humans are their parasites, their vassals! We just need to lie on the bed and let the program control our consciousness and give us endless virtual pleasure...

"At that time, when we shrink at the bottom of the pyramid, and all efforts and opportunities cannot change the fate of the bottom, human beings have to accept it calmly, immersed in illusory happiness year after year, and we are finished!"

After saying the last sentence, Jason seemed to let out a bad breath, and stood still panting in the rain.White mist exhaled from his mouth, and the cold rain slapped on his hot face.

Jason stood like this, he was the only one in the whole street drenched in the rain, the neon lights merged into a colorful sea under his feet, he fought alone and recklessly against the torrential rain.

"Mr. Ellis, I understand what you mean, but..." Mary stroked his shoulder gently, trying to comfort him, but Jason immediately pulled away from her.

"I'm going to ask CyberRose to cancel the installment payment. I'll send you back." He gasped and gave her a hard look. "At least I shouldn't promote the bionic market."

Mary was startled when she heard this, and raised her eyes anxiously: "Ah..."

"Go away, android!" Jason turned around sharply and gave her a push.Mary stood outside Jason, never expecting that the administrator would suddenly push her away, staggered, and rolled off the edge of the sidewalk.

This place happened to be at the top of the slope, she was like a rubber ball, bounced and rolled on the slope by gravity, and fell to the middle of the road, where the traffic was crowded.

It happened so suddenly, Jason still maintained the posture of reaching out, and stood there as if struck by lightning, with a dull expression.Deng Huailing moved subconsciously, realizing that this was just a scene in Mary Ellis' memory, everything was preordained, and they could not affect what happened.

But there was a breeze blowing around him, and Rosie rushed towards the middle of the traffic flow down the slope like a sharp arrow flying off the string.Knowing that all this is meaningless, his body is working faster than the program.

The screeching brakes sounded, and he almost touched the corner of Mary's clothes, but the next moment his fingers became nothingness and passed through.

"Are you crazy?" the owner snapped at Jason Ellis.There was a pool of blue blood on the front of his car, and the body of the bionic man fell beside him weakly.

——It’s just bad luck, he thought, the car was driving automatically on the road, and suddenly a bastard pushed the android off, not to mention crashing his car, and the android died on the spot.

Although the memory center is not damaged and can be repaired, it is not a trivial matter to kill someone after all, and the current bionics are too human-like, which makes him feel chills.

"...Are you crazy?" The same sentence sounded from the side of the road, from Deng Huailing.He didn't have the heart to watch the farce on that side, strode to the middle of the road, and grabbed Rosie by the collar, his voice full of anger.

Deng Huailing has not shown such an expression for a long time. He has always been able to handle Rosie with ease. In their relationship, he is the one who controls Rosie's actions and Rosie's reaction. Occasionally it will surprise him, but it is harmless.But just now he felt the gust of wind around him, and it was too late to grab the opponent, and the bionic man escaped from his control.

He never expected Rosie to rescue Mary, and an island of her personality that he hadn't revealed to him surfaced.

No, maybe he should have thought of it long ago—his partner is the type who cares deeply about others, no matter who is in danger or difficulty, he will rush forward without hesitation and reach out his hand.no matter who.

"I didn't ask you to save people." Deng Huailing suppressed his anger, "If this is not in the realm of consciousness, but in reality, you have already been knocked into a pile of scrap metal."

"You didn't stop me from saving people, Mr. Deng," Rosie said.His voice was still gentle, even though Deng Huailing grabbed his collar, he was not flustered or angry, but calmly expounded his point of view.

The irritability and calmness of the two were in stark contrast. Deng Huailing looked at Rosie for a while, and finally figured out one thing.He had to admit that Rosie had done nothing wrong, he just cared too much.This kind of trivial matter did not cause any substantive consequences, and he used to disdain to take it to heart.

He let go of Rosie's collar and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, even if I made a fuss. This is your freedom."

Rosie breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to apologize for her impulsiveness, when she suddenly saw the sharp eyes of the bounty hunter—without a trace of concealment, they were naked eyes looking at the prey.

"But I don't plan to change it. I want to ask one more thing." Deng Huailing still smiled apologetically, but his words were sharp, like a Tang knife out of its sheath, pointing directly at the most sensitive relationship between the two.The place.

"You, will you save anyone you meet?"