"Good evening, Bob." The holographic projection on the top of the office strangely turned on, and a beam of light shone from the ceiling, and the blond artificial intelligence had a sneer on its lips, "I didn't think of me until now, yesIsn't it too dull?"

Catherine took a half step back in horror, staring at the fluorescent Rose with wide eyes.Robert didn't mention the existence of this avatar to her. At first glance, Rose was so similar to her face. The only difference was that the girl had a bright and sharp aura, like an overdose of mint wine, which irritated her.The smell of the nose far outweighs the fragrance.

She walked slowly, and when she was about to step out of the boundary of the holographic projection, another projection was also turned on, Rose's figure was interrupted for a moment, and walked into the next beam of light.

Then more than a dozen projectors all over the ceiling "swipe" to light up, illuminating the room like daylight.Robert and Catherine raised their arms to cover their eyes at the same time, Rose smiled and walked through this forest of light and shadow completely under her control:

"You should be thankful that there are no automated weapons installed in the office, otherwise you would have had a hole in your head just now."

"Rose, what are you doing?" Robert frowned. "In thirty seconds, go back to the watch mode and restore the communication in the whole city. I don't care about this prank."

"Bob, this is not a prank, this is betrayal, your most taboo 'betrayal'." The bright red lips parted and closed slightly, and the eyes of the artificial intelligence shone with naked hatred, "I just didn't love you in the past, and I pretended to excuse you, chiefOnly the authority of the scientific research officer can retrieve my image, that's because I don't want to see you. But now..."

She walked up to Robert without any fear, "I hate you. I hate you for reforming Rosie and ordering him to kill everyone he loves so that he can be tortured to death with guilt. Bob, I don't understand where you come fromThe moment you become such a horrible, vicious, and ungrateful person, let's stop here, and I won't let you do whatever you want."

"You have been... on his side?" Robert stared into her eyes and said suddenly, his voice was low and distorted, "During the ten years since you became an artificial intelligence, what you miss is Rosie?"

Rose shook her head: "Bob, I explained to you ten years ago that you were too jealous of him to rationalize everything about him. I regard Rosie as a friend, and he, too, left you back thenGoing to District Two just because I can't stand you anymore."

Robert let out a piercing sneer: "So you have been pretending to be stupid to me for ten years? You have long had self-awareness, but pretended to be mechanical and rigid, and gained the power to control Cesina. Paying such a high price and bearing the humiliation,And it wasn't for Rosie?"

"I've already stated that I don't love him." Rose said firmly, "I don't know what the former human Rose thought, but I know that I fell in love with another person, a person who patiently debugged for me.Data, the people who taught me how to love."

"—Who is it?" Robert's face was watery, holding the glass violently, the wine in it trembling violently, as if he was about to pick it up and splash it on Rose's face in a second.

"You just sent a task force to kill him," Rose said without batting an eye.

With a loud bang, the glass passed through the transparent figure and hit a wall behind Rose, splashing debris all over the floor.The girl straightened her blonde hair, turned a blind eye to Robert's anger, and spoke flatly again:

"Rosie and the killer have probably arrived at the clinic, I will never allow you to obstruct his operation, even if I want to fight you tonight, I will not hesitateI have mastered all of Cesina's communication equipment, android troops,Electronic weapons, military command center, I advise you not to call in an army of cyborgs, I can easily hack into their prosthetics. Good luck, Bob."

Robert's expression first changed from rage to panic for a moment, and then to calmness and alertness.He held the shoulder of Catherine, who was sluggish, and gave an order: "Get someone to contact all the senior officers immediately, and find a meeting room with no cameras and good soundproofing for a face-to-face meeting. I'll be there soon."

"Do you want to return to the original method, or do you have to send someone to deliver the letter on horseback?" Rose suddenly smiled, the smile was capricious and gorgeous, just like she had acted like a spoiled child to Robert countless times before, "This is the result of relying too much on artificial intelligence.Are you going to get used to it all back to where it started, Bob?"

She raised her hand and waved it as farewell, and her figure gradually faded away.

Gunshots came from outside the heavy office door, and it was the fighting bionics and human guards who suddenly rebelled.The phalanx of bionics advanced towards the government building under the cover of tanks, and the drones hovered at low altitude, like clouds of gnats forming smoke.

A shell screamed and hit the big clock at the top of the Civic Center, immediately denting a crater smoking blue smoke on the dial.In the chaotic bells, everything was upside down, and Cesina fell into madness and chaos.

"It's really a restless night." The killer listened to the rumble outside the operating room, and took a scalpel from the sterile cloth.

Under the shadowless lamp, Rosie was sleeping under general anesthesia. The doctor sat at the control terminal and slowly lowered the cylindrical mechanical operation table. Numerous metal arms protruded from it, and the sharp and disinfected blades touched the surface of the skin at the same time.

Although it looked like it was going to tear Rosie's body apart, the blades cut precisely between the fluid skin and the real skin, tearing apart the membranes, separating them.Since the fluid skin will heal quickly when it is damaged, it must be cut from multiple points extremely quickly. When the mechanical arm is lifted, hundreds of fragments shrink into liquid droplets, roll on the tip of the blade, and fall to the ground one after another.

The pale-skinned young man was lying there, like a cicada that had just shed its shell. After losing the camouflage of fluid skin, the scars left by various battles on his body were exposed, and there was almost no intact place.

The robotic arm switched modes and rested on Rosie's abdomen and thighs again, reading the direction and status of every muscle and every blood vessel, and comparing it with the details of the reconstruction surgery sent by Chen Wei.It is the doctor's job to extract the bionic structure from the blood vessels, while the more sophisticated head and heart are handed over to the killer. He has to remove those millimeter or even micron-level electronic components without damaging the biological tissue.

As the killer cut open the heart that converted red blood into blue blood, he gasped, marveling at Chen Wei's whimsy and skill.The wonderful combination of biology and machinery is vividly reflected in this body, which made him even start to fear that if Chen Wei hadn't risked his life to send the relevant data, he would definitely mess things up—just imagine hundreds of roots of different colors.The bomb wires were entangled, and he had only one chance to cut blindly, and if he failed, the person on the operating table would die.

After completing the dismantling of the heart, he had to bite the bullet and carry out intracranial surgery to take out the memory center and a number of tiny electrodes, including various hardware connecting sight, hearing, smell, and touch, and the corresponding control of the eight major systems of the human body.module, and the anti-rejection medicine drip tube hidden in the nape of the neck.

Roxi warned him repeatedly before the operation to export the data in the memory center to make a memory pump, so that there is a possibility of remaking Rosie in the future.And when the killer took out the memory center according to his words and connected it to the computer, he found that it was empty.

Not even a single byte of data is entered, the reason is simple, all the memories are already stored in Rosie's brain, there is no need to take up extra space; when Rosie is thinking, it is the human brain affected by electronic components that is working, rather than instructions to run in the computer.

Even if the memory center is stripped, Rosie still has complete memories with Deng Huailing.

Rosie never existed, or rather, Rosie was Rosie, the killer decided to explain.However, would Luo Xi believe in such materialism?Even if he said it, that idealistic guy would still feel that they were different souls, wouldn't he?

After all, Rosie is so guilty of many companions—Cheng Wen, the soldiers of "Shu", and Piper who was almost killed—and is so repelled to obey others, he will not admit that this puppetThe best android is himself.

The killer slowly put down the scalpel, rubbed his sore shoulders, and stretched.The time on the wall shows five o'clock in the morning, and it has been seven hours since the operation began. Beside him, the extracorporeal circulation machine is running, regulating the blood flowing back to the heart and returning it to the artery. The doctor quietly sutures with biological suturesWith their hearts open, they've already done most of the work.

He lowered his head and was about to close his head.The side of the operating table was in a mess, the empty blood plasma packs were stacked high, and the dismantled parts and catheters were innumerable, piled up in a chaotic hill, with dried blood everywhere, Rosie was like a broken machine, wastedThey violently disassembled and washed it, and the blood flowing in the veins may still be full of drug ingredients.

"Give him some naloxone injection," the killer waved his hand wearily after finishing the stitches, "and then give him an injection of epinephrine after he wakes up. We don't have time."

"Are you sure there will be no problems?" The doctor asked suspiciously, "He is no longer a bionic person."

The killer shrugged: "That can't be helped. Did you hear the voices outside stop? We suspected that Rose was helping secretly. She manipulated the bionic army to fight against the government. Since there is no movement, it means that the result has been drawn."

"You think Robert has won?"

"That's obvious. Rose's weakness is obvious. If I were Robert, I would destroy the data storage center at any cost. The cabinets stored there are all of Rose's net worth." The killer opened the door of the operating room, "I wantGo drive, before the government catches up, we have to return to the second district immediately."

What he said was true, after the induction door suddenly opened, the hazy sky came through.Through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the hall, they could see the scene of the bustling area like the world was destroyed.All the roads were broken, and even the steel bars were exposed, as if some kind of monster had passed through the city last night, breaking, knocking down, and crushing the surrounding buildings into small piles.

On the side of the road are cars that are overturned like ants, with black smoke coming out of the burning hood, the blue blood of the androids and the red blood of humans smeared all over the street, and the wreckage of the spider tanks lying powerlessly.Even the Civic Center building was blown up in half, but the mayor himself was still alive, which was obvious-above the ruins, a holographic video broadcast live broadcast of Robert Dylan's speech to appease the people.

After experiencing the war last night, it was a miracle that the building they were in was not attacked at all, and it stood safely in the middle of the city.The androids and tanks guarding them piled up corpses downstairs, and sandbags filled the block. In the devastation, the killer could almost see the pair of sea-blue eyes blinking at them, and his long hair seemed to flow like a waterfall of gold.

"It's dawn." The killer said dreamily, with a faint smile on his face.

Everything has to start all over again.

Deng Huailing had a very, very long dream, so long that he thought he would have lived his whole life in the dream.

In the dream, someone bent down and kissed his hair, called "Mr. Deng" softly, and slowly stroked his face with his fingertips, as if trying to remember all the details of his eyebrows and eyes.He wanted to open his eyes, but he was always dazzled by the pure white light, and he couldn't quite make out what the man was whispering in his ear.

Those hands and that voice were extremely warm, like a spring breeze sweeping through his body, trying to melt him affectionately.He knew who it was, and tried hard to reach him with his fingers, but to no avail.It wasn't until the other party's breath left him, and the world returned to the coldness, that he suddenly opened his eyes and stood up from the sofa:

"Rosie—"

What responded to him was the sound of glass shattering, and the fragments fell to the ground. The high-altitude wind swept into the room, and the figure in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows stood tall and turned around to look over.

Rosie wore a snow-white military uniform, her long hair was tied up sharply, and she looked at him with a slightly puzzled expression.The black ring had already been worn on his index finger, and the real rebel leader just looked at him like he never knew him.

"I'm sorry, but you've found the wrong person, Deng Huailing." Rosie said lightly, "I'm not your little bionic man, he's already dead—and willingly, he paid the price for my new life."