It was an ordinary afternoon decades ago. As usual, Dr. Hu compiled some experimental data, uploaded it to His Excellency Wang Yi Emery, and then walked out of the office area of the clinic.

Then, in the corner, he saw several small children. The oldest of these children was about thirteen years old [District 8] and the youngest was seven years old. They are all people with a very low rate of transformation. They huddled together in a horizontal and vertical manner, completely asleep, like a bunch of puppies whose eyes had not yet been opened.

Well, for Dr. Hu back then, the more common metaphor would have been "a mouse with its eyes not yet open."

Yes, their eyes were not open, a strange headband was attached to their head, and a socket was connected to an interface behind their ears.

Since everyone goes to the asylum to register, and the Knights of Science assist in the surgery and implantation of the most basic chips, strictly speaking, there is no such thing as a completely zero transformation rate of human beings in this era. And this behind-the-ear interface is left behind by many people after free transformation.

Prosthetic people with a higher rate of transformation can naturally leave a data interface in any part of the body. However, there are also many people who are used to it when they are young, so they simply leave the data interface of the subsequent prosthesis here.

Except, of course, for warriors. Openings in the skull have the potential to reduce the structural strength of the entire artificial skull.

This ring is the best Internet device for non-martial artists, and the complete production process was announced by an unknown knight a hundred years ago. All you need is a 3D printer and a small number of common components, and it can be easily assembled.

Dr. Hu still likes this kind of thing. By giving it to the volunteers, they were able to forget about their physical discomfort for a while and enjoy a steady stream of happiness – which made the volunteers' emotions relatively controllable, and largely eliminated the interference of emotions with medical technology.

Sometimes, Dr. Hu also does some free clinics for the people around him. When he encounters a poor person who is terminally ill but has no resources to fill the rehabilitation rate, he will also make this kind of device, which can be regarded as a kind of hospice care.

But these gadgets eventually gave birth to a group of people who were completely addicted to the Internet until they starved to death in virtual sensations. At that time, Dr. Hu came to realize that this might not be right.

However, it is difficult to recover from the water. Dr. Hu was also unable to recover the things he had sent out one by one.

But when he saw that the girl was also among the lazy dogs, he still felt a wave of anger that hated iron and steel.

He dragged the rough-brown-skinned girl out of the pile, angrily unplugged the device, and said, "You're degrading yourself...... Don't you have the consciousness to hide it in front of me now? Yes? ”

The girl's eyes were misty, as if she hadn't woken up yet. After a while, she smiled: "That's the setting......"

As she spoke, she hammered her neck: "yes, I should have remembered." ”

"What comes to mind?" Dr. Hu angrily asked, "Did I let you study hard for me?" Not for yourself? I had high hopes for you...... But what about you? Are you willing to rot here like this? ”

The girl scratched her head in confusion: "In a sense, it is indeed for you, layman. Don't be ashamed of the slightest bit of self-interest in your actions, and don't deny or reject it. ”

Dr. Hu said, "What do you mean by that? ”

"You want me to be your assistant, and cultivating a good assistant can make your research path smoother. It's a win-win situation. The girl rubbed her eyes: "From the past to the present, human beings have come this way. People don't have to be ashamed of this, this is the basis on which 'society' is founded. To deny it altogether would seem a little wrong. ”

Dr. Hu felt a little weird: "You ......"

"Social" ...... What a wicked word. The root of man's oppression, the reason why man is not free, what the patrons of humanity are determined to eradicate.

Only a handful of Knights of Science can study it.

He was a little annoyed: "Why are you still paying attention to these things?" This kind of thing can only be officially discussed after you become a scientific knight......"

"It's a weird paradox. Is it true that only people who fully understand 'society' are qualified to talk about society? Or should anyone who doesn't have a deep understanding of the world shut up? The girl groaned, "Can't the fool speak?" Not allowed to communicate? Can you only listen to the wise? Shouldn't they make any choice? Well, in a sense, maybe listening to smart people is a very good decision for a fool. But if stupid people keep obeying orders like this, will smart people think that they are born like this, and then despise those stupid people? Do smart people always think about those stupid people in their decisions? ”

The girl gradually fell into deep thought, and the speed of her speech became faster and faster.

"If that wise man is a saint, then it is right for the fool to obey all the time. But does such a saint really exist? Ah, maybe it existed, but at that stage of history, all humans were still Homo sapiens. The lifespan of Homo sapiens is too short, and there are really few tram problems that saints need to face in their lifetimes. Maybe a lot of saints just died before they had time to get bad......"

- No......

Dr. Wu operates the internal power to press down the warning within the program. The girl's words seemed to be alluding to the pioneers, to the Martial Ancestors or the Father of All Machines—depending on the listener's position.

Maybe she didn't mean to, but it sounds like she feels that way.

Dr. Hu grabbed the girl's shoulders and shook it vigorously: "What are you talking about?" ”

"Well, just a little bit of a superficial argument on an issue that has been discussed countless times." The girl thought, "It's really hard to do this......"

"You ......"

"Layman, do you feel that something is wrong with this world?"

Dr. Hu felt a hint of sadness.

What will become of this child? An online waster, or a chivalrous man with anti-human tendencies?

"That's not right...... Doctor...... It's not just here. The girl rubbed her face: "Sometimes I suddenly forget that I am a woman......"

Sadness quickly turned into a hint of coolness.

"'Doctor'...... This title ......" Dr. Hu said, "...... you are"

But for some reason, Dr. Hu didn't ask the question.

After that, he witnessed several more scenes of girls addicted to the Internet. He tried to track the girl's trail, but found that the girl was just browsing entertainment sites normally.

Only then did he realize that the mark had been forged by the girl.

The girl already had the rudimentary internal strength.

According to the custom of the Order, such a matter should probably be reported.

But Dr. Hu didn't do that. He couldn't say why.

Even every time he faced that child, he felt a chill.

Until he finally couldn't bear it anymore and forbade the child to go online again.

Then the girl immediately opened a small orphanage. After that, she joined a martial arts gym. After hearing that the girl had entered the league, Dr. Hu was a little relieved. Becoming a competitive martial artist rather than a chivalrous warrior shows that the girl has not escaped into the rivers and lakes. He used to take the time to watch the girl's game and cheer her on — a sign of their reconciliation, he naively thought. The child may just be a bit of a gender misalignment. This kind of thing is completely unimportant in the age of prosthetics. Dr. Hu even felt that one day he could use "he" to address the child.

"After all, I should have stopped her at that time, right?" Decades later, Dr. Hu, who had just escaped the control of King Agni's subordinates, walked down the street in despair.

He looked up at the sky.

I feel sorry because that child finally passed away like the petals of the cherry tree of the Rosaceae family?

Perhaps, it is happier to die a vigorous death as a martial god than to be the assistant of a marginal scientific knight?

It was at this moment that a string of voices penetrated into Dr. Hu's auditory processing center.

“…… There's a clinic here, right? I remember that it was quite famous, it was open to the public, and it was not the kind of place where scientific knights gathered and were heavily guarded. ”

- Clinic ...... Yes, clinics.

Only then did Dr. Hu realize that he had walked back to his clinic.

The men were talking about seeking medical treatment, and his brain was sensitive to similar words.

He looked at the person who spoke, a young man with a low transformation rate, a speed-type full transformation rate martial artist, and a person wrapped in a black robe. The young man's hands and feet were obviously too long, not quite suitable for his age, and should have been done in a hurry. The warrior's body was also miserable, as if it were in tatters. Only the last person was hidden in a black robe, and the bottom line could not be seen.

The boy was carrying a stretcher with the warrior.

But upon closer inspection, Dr. Hu noticed that something was wrong. The black-robed man stood in the middle of the stretcher, as if he was intentionally or unintentionally restraining the warrior with a broken prosthesis.

It was as if he was worried that the warrior would burst out and hurt people at any moment.

- Strange combination. Warriors? Or are you a charlatan?

Dr. Hu looked closely at the black-robed man, trying to see something.

The black-robed man looked at his clinic and said with some confusion, "Is this really just a clinic open to ordinary people?" The equipment also looks a little too good......"

- This tone......

Dr. Hu's body trembled slightly.

- No......

"The stronghold of the Scientific Knights?"

"Tsk, the moral level of the scientific knight ......" the black-robed man said, "I don't dare to believe it." Let's turn around now and buy some medicine, I know a little bit about this kind of surgery and treatment......"

- Ah......

Dr. Hu couldn't help but take a step forward.

- The legend...... That legend......

But he quickly relented.

Dr. Hu realised that he might still be under surveillance.

Maybe the action just now will become a flaw, but it's not a big problem. Fortunately, I have a tight mind.

Dr. Hu leaned over and said, "Not every scientific knight is cold, sir. Do you have any needs?"