Chapter 113: Poetry of the Sun
[I checked the various items set up in the kitchen.] Vegetables and seasonings in the fridge. There are also foods that can be eaten as long as they are thawed. There are still unwashed pans on the stove. As soon as the switch is pressed, the electric stove will emit heat.
"Please give me a name. β
I proposed to him. With his hands on the table, he looked out the window and saw butterflies fluttering on the grass in the courtyard.
"There's no need for that, is there?"
The wind from outside blew into the house through the window. The metal ornaments hanging from the windows shook and made a high sound.
"If I die, I want you to be able to bury me. Just dig a hole next to that cross and bury me. That's why I made you. β
He looked at my face.
"I see. You made me to do housework at home, and then I buried you, right? β
He nodded.
"That's your raison d'Γͺtre. β
"In order for you to bury me properly, I want you to learn what it is like to die"
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She emerges from the basement that had been created, on a verdant-covered hillside with a small white house and a white tombstone.
If there is a tombstone, there must be a ghost, and if there is a ghost, it can come out and bite people, and then the "I" as a robot will jump out to protect the owner.
"Sure enough, it's the first one.,This setting is really interesting.γγ β
Hearing this detail, the storyline was expected, and Lin Wei showed a sure smile.
And then then......
He told her that the whole world was ruined.
He told her that he was sick and was about to die.
And his instructions to her are very simple, in order to bury herself.
"The world has been destroyed, and the master is about to die?"
The progress of the story directly gave Lin Wei a slap in the face: "A person who is so calm and sure that he is going to die, and a robot who is not even a human, there is no one in the world anymore, where is this terrifying?"
He decided to go back to square one and reorganize the story: "The protagonist is sick and dying instead of being chased by ghosts, and this is certainly not a ghost horror story. And there is no one in the world anymore, so it is impossible to distort human nature, and in the end, the possibility of bloody horror remains. β
"But how bloody and terrifying is a man and a robot? Like in the Matrix, the machine betrayed its master, and cut it into pieces of human flesh, a hundred times, a hundred times?"
"Shhh β
Lin Wei further speculated: "The last robot and human beings stay together and have to fight to the death, such a lose-lose struggle is quite deep, maybe this is an anti-robot novel, the reason for the extinction of human beings is not bacteria but the struggle between man and machine?"
Straightening out his brain hole, Lin Wei listened with satisfaction, looking for signs of blackening of one person and one machine from every word and sentence.
["Do you have any photos or videos you took from the past?"
I asked him while the two of them were having breakfast. After eating, he handed me a few photos after cleaning up the dishes. Very old photographs, all faded. It is a photograph of a city where many people live. People and cars shuttling through the rooms of the tall buildings.
I found him in a photo. It looks like a facility behind it. I asked where this was. He replied that it was where he had worked before.
And then there's a woman in another photo with the same face and hairstyle as me.
"You were very popular. β
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Another morning, he picked up a piece of vegetable from his fork and showed it to me. There are small tooth-shaped marks on the leaves as if they have been bitten by something. I picked this dish from the yard.
"This one was eaten by a rabbit. β
He said. He and I ate all the vegetables that had been eaten by rabbits, regardless of hygiene or not. However, if I could, I still think vegetables without rabbit tooth marks would be a little better.
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I confirmed that there were shovels in the underground warehouses on the hill. He wanted me to be able to bury him. I practice digging holes with a shovel.
As usual, I still don't understand what death is. That's why no matter how many holes are dug, there is still a question of "what will happen?"
There is a chair by the window at home. During the day, he would always sit in one of the chairs. Almost all of them are wooden chairs that can only accommodate one person. There is a bench by the window where you can see the well.
If I approached him and asked him if there was anything I could do, he would smile at me and say, "Don't do anything." β
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The life of a man and a robot begins, calm and bland.
He was gentle, gentlemanly and polite, teaching her without keeping her busy or upset.
Like a newborn baby, she explores everything, past, present, and future.
"Among one person and one machine, will there really be a blackening?"
When he asked himself again, Lin Wei was a little unsure. After all, blackening can't always be for no reason, the world is so warm, how can there be any reason for blackening?
"It's true that the master's past hasn't been explained clearly.,It makes sense to drag a robot on your back before you die.,But with the robot heroine's such a cute and soft state.,Even if you want her to be martyred, you won't frown.γ β
Lin Wei touched his chin and thought, "If there is no conflict, this is not terrifying at all." β
The plot of the story has gone beyond Lin Wei's expectations and into the unknown, and he listens very carefully.
[When there is nothing to do. I would hide in the bushes and wait. When I see a small white body in the vegetable, I pop out and try to grab it. But I'm only endowed with the same functions as an adult woman. It's impossible to catch the rabbit. The rabbit seemed to be laughing at me. All at once it disappeared into the forest.
When I was chasing a rabbit, I tripped over something, and when I heard a forced laugh coming from the window, I would look back and see him laughing at me. I stood up and patted the dirt off my white clothes.
"In life, you will gradually become more human. β
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During lunch, he slammed the table twice to get my attention, and I looked up at him as I was drinking soup. He was seen picking up vegetables with his fork. There are a lot of rabbit bite marks on it.
"Why are my salads and soups full of vegetables that have been bitten by rabbits. Why don't you eat like this?"
"It's a coincidence. The question of probability. β
That's all I can say. Then eat a vegetable salad that hasn't been bitten by a rabbit.
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According to him, I can only make something based on a blueprint or a program that has been entered in advance. For example, music, painting. You can't do anything like that. So I can't do anything until it's bricks piece by piece.
I stopped playing with the blocks. He sat in front of the block hill instead of me. He put the blocks together one by one.
The sun went down. The lights automatically turned on in the darkened courtyard. Light entered the room from the courtyard, which was illuminated by white lights.
I turned on the light in the room. He's doing sailboats. Again he was combined into a sailboat that needed two hands to hold together. He admired the ship from all angles. If only I could play with blocks like him.
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I slowly felt that everything was so cute.
The walls are home with plants, the vast grasslands, the door of the warehouse and the bird's nest above the lonely hill standing alone. High cyan sky and cumulonimbus clouds. I hate bitter coffee, but I like coffee with a lot of sugar. The sweetness of the hot coffee slowly spreading on my tongue when it is not cold makes me happy.
Prepare to cook, clean the room, wash white clothes. If the garment is torn, sew it with a needle. Butterflies that flew in through the window landed on the fanograph. Close your eyes and listen to the music written by the wind.
I looked up at the night sky. There is the moon next to the electric light. The wind was blowing, and the leaves rustled. Including him, I loved everything here.
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She is more human, he said.
Be as happy and curious as a little girl who has just explored a little bit of this world.
She jumped out of the window to catch the rabbit, thinking that he liked to be bitten by the rabbit and throwing all the leaves into his bowl and pretending not to know, although she had no creative ability, she longed for new toys and was attracted to all the beauty of the world.
After taking in all the good things, she snuggled back into her father's arms like a child, sharing her experience with his father and master.
He is not stingy, just like a real father, step by step, leading her to see all the beauty in this world.
The beauty of one piece, appreciated by two people, and quietly listened to from another perspective, is so sweet, quiet and inflated.
"It shouldn't be blackened. Lin Wei finally overturned his previous speculation.
"If such a male and female protagonist are blackened, it is simply unreasonable. If the two clash and fight, they will completely lose their logic, and they will not make people feel scary, but will only feel awkward and boring. β
"So if all three ways of creating terror are unreasonable, what else is there......"
Listening, thinking, at the end of the second chapter, there was another detail that Lin Wei cared about.
"I'm going to die in a week. β
The next morning, he got up and said to me. It seems that the dead date can be known by the right examination.
I still can't fully understand the meaning of "death". I see, I replied to him.
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ps: The computer is not good.,I used my phone to get a whole chapter out.,3000+ big chapters, I hope you like it.γ
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