"Who am I?" Jaco never imagined that he would ask such a bullshit question that seems to be the only philosophers and thinkers to think about. :3 But now he had to dig deep into his mind in pain to try to find the answer.

Jia Ke had always thought that he was just reincarnating endlessly, and there was always a heavenly dao working against him, but when did he start reincarnation, and who he was, he never thought about it......

He never imagined the possibility if everything was false.

And this question is now in front of him.

Seven is mixing nutrients for him. Seven was unlike anyone in his "dreams", he was tall and long, with short blond hair and green eyes, and a figure that could be called perfect. However, this trace of perfection always made him feel a little inconsistent, until just now, he suddenly realized that the number seven was perfectly symmetrical.

Everyone has asymmetry, right-handed people have thicker right hands and left legs, people have more expressions on the left side of their face than on the right side, and one foot is always longer...... Not to mention moles and spots on people's faces.

However, his lover, the guy named "Seven", was not perfectly symmetrical in his body. He seemed to be right-handed, but his left and right arms were exactly the same shape and size, and his face was so clean that he couldn't find a single pockmark, and even his abdominal muscles were so neat that they almost looked like they had been copied.

Jaco stared at his lover for a long time, until the other came to him with a small glass of yellow "juice".

Number Seven squatted in front of Jaco, his deep facial features and handsome appearance were different from those of him in his previous life, but his eyes made Giacco feel very familiar.

Jaco took the cup of nutrient and continued, "Who are you?" ”

Seven laughed slowly, he moved his lips, and said in an extremely slightly ambiguous voice, "You love." ”

Jaco suddenly lowered his head, stopped the back of Seven's neck, grabbed his head, and kissed the other man on the lips.

Seven's body is warm, and his heart can be heard beating at a very average rate. His tongue was moist, and he didn't have a hint of nausea when Giaco kissed him deepthroat. They seemed to have not seen each other for a long time, and this real kiss instantly ignited their passion, as if it exploded, making Giacco feel extremely clearly that the past seven lives were all illusory.

Jaco let go of Seven and looked at him calmly: "You're not human? ”

"Cyborgs, robots—whatever you want." Seven was on the tip of Giako's nose, not at all uncomfortable. He ran his hand over the back of Giako's neck, soothing his tense muscles.

Giako finally relaxed slowly, he looked at the nutrients in his hand, and was about to drink it, but Seven snatched the cup and drank the liquid inside, quickly blocking Giako's lips. Giako had to swallow a steady stream of nutrients, and began to wonder if the other party had rumination.

The kiss was as long as it could be, as if conveying endless longing, and Giaco swallowed passively at first, but gradually he fed it back, so that the other tongue had to retreat, and the slightly viscous liquid overflowed between each entanglement of the tip of the tongue, until the two of them were out of breath and a mess before it completed its task.

In fact, Giacco was the only one out of breath.

Seeing Giaco's embarrassment and dissatisfaction, Seven couldn't help but laugh and wiped the corners of his mouth with wet wipes: "I have a physical limit, but this limit is always higher than that of humans. ”

It's as if his object said "I'm better than you" in front of him, and Jaco immediately couldn't hold it back, he reached out and pressed his lover on the bed, looking at him with tiger eyes and pride: "Can you still get an erection?" ”

Seven couldn't help but laugh: "You can try." ”

Jaco was close to doing it, but only a little bit. He tore open his lover's clothes and pressed them to his chest, but suddenly stopped: "What should I call you?" ”

Seven couldn't cry or laugh: "You can call me whatever you want, why do you ask this." ”

"Lest I call out several names in bed like cheating." Giako replied solemnly.

Seven couldn't help but laugh, which made Jaco laugh softly. He sat up and dragged Seven up, and Seven stretched out his arm and took him into his arms.

Giacco was already tired, and he didn't refuse, leaning on Seven's shoulder and staring at the soft light.

"You can give me a name," said Seven, "and I'll make you my owner, and all permissions will be open to you." ”

Jaco reached out and touched the perfect abs and mermaid line, and subconsciously touched his own. When I found that my muscles were even harder, I put down my hand with satisfaction.

"It's called Xie Hou," said Jaco suddenly, "Gong Hou's Hou." ”

The name Seven was registered with just a blink of an eye, and Giaco didn't see a flash of blue light in his eyes.

The renamed android kissed his lover's neck with unknown excitement and put his hands around Giako: "I love you, Giako." ”

He didn't know why the other party didn't tell his real name, but since Giacco wanted to hide his real name, he wouldn't interfere.

"You don't know how long I've been waiting for you, it seems like a century," his lips pressed to Giako's ear, and his even breathing gently swept Giako's earlobe, "I almost thought I had lost you when I found out that I woke up and you hadn't...... You little villain, you always like to scare me. ”

Jaco squeezed Jiehou's hand and looked at his palm closely. The hands were perfect, without any old scars or scars, and the lines on the palms were not deep. He guessed that the other party had only been "factory" for a short time, and had not yet reached the point of aging. So Jaco asked, "You robots...... Are they all the same as living people? Now is it you who answer me, or is it the program? ”

"If it's a program, I can say a lot of love things to you right now," Xie Hou stared at Jaco narrowly, "but for now, I just want to say that your □□ threesome theater is out of play." ”

Jaco couldn't help but burst out laughing, biting the other man's perfect finger viciously. No matter how uneasy he is, as long as he is here, what is the most important thing? Jaco has always been a very optimistic person, he is very open-minded about everything, and perhaps solving the problem is his only obsession.

"I don't think I'm doing well, would you like to tell me about it?"

In fact, far from being so bad as he says, Giac's situation is too bad. His nerves were tense all the time, it was almost a physical instinct. Only when he was at the Serpent's Tail Military Academy had he been so vigilant. This excessive nervousness made him unable to accept the approach of anyone but Xie Hou.

Jaco felt that his "past" might not be so rosy.

Xie Hou was silent for a while, and then he asked, "Do you remember the 'Six Paths'?" ”

As soon as the "Six Paths" appeared, Xie Hou felt a trace of murderous aura almost instantly—from Jia Ke.

Jia Ke forcibly suppressed his bruised hand, suppressing the urge to kill the other party that surged out at that moment, he didn't dare to look up for fear that Xie Hou would see his hideous face.

Even if the other party doesn't say it, Jia Ke understands that his past must have something to do with the "Six Paths". But what was that, and why couldn't he remember anything?

Xie Hou paused, clenching Jaco's suppressed fists. The warmth of his palms tensed Giako's nerves even more, but the tension slowly eased.

Xie Hou said, "You came out of there. Now you and I are not doing well. ”

"What's that?" As Jaco asked, it was as if something flashed through his mind.

"An underground killer organization that specializes in cultivating extreme talents," Xie Hou stared at him, "and you are one of its disciples." ”

Giako furrowed his eyebrows: "So where am I now?" ”

"The Institute," Xie said, "the state has handed you over to the Institute, hoping to wake you up from your slumber, or to get your memories by some means, and dig up information about that place." Xie Hou didn't repeat the words "six ways", and he found that those two words seemed to carry a suggestive instruction that would make Jaco act reflexively to hurt.

However, thinking of the implicit instructions, Xie Hou suddenly remembered that in that strange world, Jaco once lost control and spontaneously killed like a machine, and as soon as he saw Jaco, he heard him muttering to himself: "Command code S006...... Execute ...... now"

"I'm the only one being studied?" Jaco grasped the key at once, and his question was pulled back to Xie Hou's attention at the same time.

"That's right," Xie said, "the organization is so cautious that no one can catch its members, and the only one who gets caught and doesn't commit suicide is you." But you lose consciousness after being captured. ”

Xie Hou clenched his hand: "I, we—you've seen before—Xiang Tian, we're all 'application agents' who have been put into the project of awakening you, in fact, they've done no less than a hundred experiments before me. ”

“…… Experiment. ”

"Yes, we find that your self-consciousness has been shuttling through countless self-created 'consciousnesses', and in contrast to your self-consciousness there is a God consciousness that prevents you from breaking through consciousness......"

"Heavenly Dao ......," Jaco said to himself.

He looked blankly at his hands. It turned out that the way of heaven was himself...... It turns out that he is just reincarnated in an illusory world of his own creation......

"What did you say?" Xie Hou didn't hear him clearly.

"So the 'little house' is my 'dream', and the 'owner of the house' is actually another me?" He asked without looking up.

Xie Hou paused for a moment before saying, "Yes." ”

"Snake tail fake?"

"It's your consciousness."

"Song An'an is my imagination?"

"It's your desire."

"I killed everyone at the station?"

"It's your God Consciousness."

“…… It also makes no sense for me to kill Sarah and protect the empire. ”

"No," Xie Hou forced him to raise his head with the palm of his hand, "all your efforts are to help yourself break through the cruelty that you have been forcibly given by others—and besides, you have made me a real person." You are my unique Creator. ”

-

"I'm not going to hand him over." "We all know what happened to him. ”

Moore sat beside him, and they all stared at the surveillance of the medical room. The man who nearly put Victor to death was like a dazed tamed lion, quietly leaning against Seven's palm.

"You're crazy." Moore said.

"I'm not crazy," Victor said firmly, "I can't strangle a real human being—and his only desire is to love someone." ”

Moore pursed his lips, as if he was using his reason and sensibility against each other.

Their time was almost up, and they had to make the next decision, and the day before the passive subject woke up, they received a message from the military headquarters asking about the progress of the project. If they can't complete the project, they will be the first to lose their lives.

Moore thought about it for two whole days.

Victor routinely asks for news about Jaco every day, and asks Seven to rehabilitate his body. Victor tried various ways to stimulate the other party's brain to awaken the memory, but they all failed.

Number Nineteen seemed to them to be just a taciturn ordinary man, who relied heavily on Number Seven and even gave her a name. Victor didn't have to think about it, Seven had already given his authority in both hands.

Moore, who hadn't slept for two days, took the coffee from Victor in the dark and pressed the cigarette butt into the jar filled with cigarette butts.

Victor stood with him and looked at the starry sky above. They hadn't left this fully enclosed environment for years, there wasn't even a single window, and the starry sky was really just a virtual reality, and once the projection was turned off, it turned into a hard metal wall.

Victor thought the silence would continue, he knew what an iron-faced man Mohr was.

However, Moore suddenly broke the silence: "Replace all of his experimental records with Eight's." ”

Victor's heart skipped a hard beat, and he looked at Mohr, almost twisting his neck.

"Modify his appearance, the original stock video also needs to be modified, we have a redundant active test subject in the warehouse."

In fact, there was a number nine after the eight, but it was an unfinished product, and it still has no ability to stand up.

"The monitoring of the medical room needs to be corrected, and his work log needs to be deleted. If you can, it's best to turn it to factory settings. Moore snorted coldly as he spoke.

Apparently he knew that they couldn't restore him to factory settings, that would mean forgetting everything, and now the only person with that clearance was number nineteen.

Letting a dangerous person escape with a sentient robot must have been the most outrageous decision Moore had ever made in his life.

The author has something to say: (Why do I think I'm still quite diligent and have taken a leave of absence.)

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