Lao Wang is seventy-eight years old this year, just an ordinary old man, he once had a knight's dream when he was young, but he woke up quickly. There are many mediocre people like him in this world, who silently bear the cornerstone of the kingdom, and their wages are relatively good.

Lao Wang was assigned to this park as a caretaker after graduating that year, and he worked for more than 50 years.

This park is not a small park, it was built by the Duke of Canglan to highlight its cultural style, of course, it was formerly a playground, and he has been working since it was converted into a park.

He used to have a better chance, but he gave up, in his opinion, he can live with an iron job in this era, so why bother to fight.

He is such a person and the epitome of all ordinary people in this world.

But Lao Wang feels that his life may be extraordinary today.

This night he went on night patrol as usual, which should not have been done by him, but he said that after so many years, he really couldn't let go of this habit.

When he patrolled to the corner of a gazebo, he heard a muffled snort, and Lao Wang naturally turned around while generously caring for the young man, which can be regarded as him giving those little lovers a little face. Soon he couldn't sigh anymore, he looked at the blood flowing slowly on the ground, and when he turned his head to look, he only felt as if a thunder had exploded in his head.

The blood-splattered metal monster stood behind him, looking at him with what looked like a scalpel in his hand, not speaking. Lao Wang understood, and silently walked behind the grass and squatted down with his head in his hands.

He saw a man lying there on his back, and before he could see his face, someone said, "Better not look." ”

Lao Wang shuddered, nodded again and again, and buried his head in his knees like an ostrich.

The warrior put a floating eye to monitor the old man, turned around and began to operate on Miyamoto again. To be honest, this person has never studied surgery, and after simple disinfection, he began general anesthesia, that is, injected a dose of anesthetic.

"Dawn, what now" The Armored Warrior licked his lips and asked his intelligent butler and combat-assisted artificial intelligence. In fact, he has only known this artificial intelligence for a few hours, and it was sent to Interstellar Express by the teacher on the Internet.

He was also relieved to see that there was no so-called cash on delivery on the receipt, this thing had spanned hundreds of millions of light years to be delivered, and the freight alone was terrifying.

"Wait a minute." The sound of dawn resounded in the stomach of the armor, which had now taken over all the auxiliary functions of the armor, and could fight on its own without a controller.

With the development of science and technology in today's era, the creation of artificial intelligence is no longer a very difficult thing, but it has not reached the point of random manufacturing. More than a thousand years ago, there was no Pilgrimage of Gelkos, the Messiah was still a sect, and the Taoism had not yet taken shape. It was an era when various countries arose together and continued the system of the Earth Federation, which can also be called the age of intelligence.

Due to people's belief in artificial intelligence and androids, humanity has entered an era of slavery. Eventually, that era perished, with almost all androids destroyed and all of the AI's data deleted.

Although it is a long time ago, it is still remembered by a few people who know the history of humanity's descent into darkness, and the artificial intelligence that was created is carefully used, with built-in controllers, which can kill those restless data at any time.

When Dawn first arrived, he didn't know what it was, and the outer packaging was wrapped in dozens of layers, and it took him a long time to take out a chip labeled "Dawn" from the last layer of packaging.

He teleported it into his nano-Warframe computer, which activated it as well.

"The retrieval is complete, the surgical plan has been formulated, may I ask if it is presided over by Liming or the young master, you will go under the knife yourself"

The young master felt that the knife was quite derogatory, as if it was a word to kill a pig.

"It's up to you to do this." The young master knew that he had used his own technology to dissect small creatures, so it was really better to leave it to the artificial intelligence of Liming.

"Okay young master, please let go of the control and let it be controlled by Dawn."

The young master knew that this move was going to rise to the point of trust, but he couldn't watch Miyamoto Yu die here, and after the permission of control was released, Dawn naturally took over the control and picked up a scalpel and tweezers to perform the operation.

The first thing it dealt with was the large fragment outside the atrium, the deadliest of all the injuries in Miyamoto's body.

The laser scalpel cuts through the wounds of the splinters, and Dawn's movements are not technical, but they are very efficient and effective. Tweezers pinched the fragments, and the laser scanned the area, carefully avoiding several arteries and vessels, and finally pulled the fragments out.

"Dawn, is this shrapnel?"

"Young Master, this is a piece of armor with armor stomach armor, in terms of material analysis, it is at least more than a thousand years beyond your nano armor, Young Master. It's advanced. Liming's pragmatic words hit him hard, you must know that in order to make this nano armor, he spent nearly a million dollars on it alone.

In addition to being lost, he couldn't help but wonder, how could this man have such a high-grade armor stomach, who was that guy who was dressed like a knight, and these two knives were still discharged and cold.

The operation began when the rain stopped and ended almost at dawn. Dawn finally treated the wound for Miyamoto with a spray of a combination of healing agent and hemostat, and carried out the final disinfection, and the wound gradually healed without bleeding.

He had been silently watching the man's face, and he was still frowning until he fell asleep. I really don't know why he won't run away, maybe it's honor and dignity. In fact, he still doesn't know much about honor and dignity, after all, he is still a child.

Lao Wang gradually went from squatting to sitting, and he didn't care about him, and his body couldn't stand it when he was so old that he squatted for so long.

The light gradually brightened, banishing the darkness, and a new day began.

"Young Master."

"Well, what's wrong" the young master took back control, cleaning up the scalpel and surgical tweezers, and finally putting these into his trauma application bag.

"What's the dawn?" the AI asked after a moment's hesitation.

"What, didn't the person who made and cultivated you tell you," said the young master.

"No, they only told me to be loyal to each of my masters and not to harm humans, otherwise my data would be washed away."

"That's right." The young master lifted the covering mode of the battle armor, revealing himself, and then walked behind Lao Wang's back and knocked him unconscious with a knife.

He stepped out of the grass into the pavilion, pointed to the distant star, and said, "That's the dawn." It only appears every morning when the light first appears, and it also symbolizes hope and victory. ”

"Hope and victory," Dawn asked herself.

(End of chapter)