The twin guns just disappeared.

The task was urgent, and there was no choice, although the small flying saucer in the repair bin was still lying quietly in the state secret scientific research base under the cover of a jungle. Although, the nervous system, is still in the stage of being very emotional.

No way, who made him a robot that accepts instructions and reacts? He was created, and he was to be governed by what he was created, and the fate of the world seems to be more or less so.

Another robot on this planet has added a protective film to the outside of the wardrobe, so that the twin guns can have a quiet environment to complete inside, with the smallest particles shrinking. Just as it turned into a cat, patrolling left and right, the twin guns disappeared, completely, from the face of the earth.

Traveled through a time and space that is complex and changeable and in uncertain motion.

At the moment, the twin guns are busy in the center of the galaxy. This place, kind of like the center of a whirlwind. Vacuum, no water, no chemical elements, no minerals, because there is no living thing here. Only robots. It's like a computer's CPU, like a human brain. In the entire sacred galaxy, they are the only ones who can freely shuttle through the multi-dimensional time and space as complex as the capillary fluff of animals. Collects and processes information from across the galaxy. Then feedback. Try to make all kinds of energy, whether it is gravity or repulsion. The weak force field, the black hole space, tries to get a balance of various different force elements. Because of these robots, the balance processes information, power. The whole galaxy will be as beautiful as a big silver platter.

In this pure white center of the galaxy, the robots all look the same, and it's hard to tell which one is the two guns. Well, here is a room dedicated to two guns, and his nameplate is hung right at the gate, to be precise, engraved at the gate, and the whole door is engraved with large and small, thick and thin characters, hieroglyphs, cuneiform, pinyin characters, letters. This one was picked up by Twin Guns from the Artist Planet, and all that was written was his name, Twin Guns, Two Guns

Although, the center of the Milky Way is snow-white and completely vacuumed. It doesn't seem like there's any sense of desire at all. However, once in a while, a little creativity is needed. The twin guns are the small leaders of the investigative department. There can be the privilege of a little art.

Open the door and sit in your chair with two guns. The chair hides behind the big case. He sat upright, like a schoolboy. Across the street from a large case, there was another robot. One of his hands, with his fingers outstretched, caressed the smooth white top of his twin spears. that

Twin guns came back from Earth in just under a second of Earth time. The target of the landing is your own office. It seems that another robot has been waiting for a long time. As soon as the two guns arrived, he couldn't wait to take in the information he had just obtained from Earth, and he was hungry and thirsty. He is the leader of the twin guns, the advanced robot at the center of the entire galaxy, and all his energy can be generated by himself, nothing is needed. He also has powerful machine cells, which can complete automatic upgrading, like a living individual creature, and he actually has his own personality, strong and domineering and a little anxious, he always asks all his robots in charge to complete the task with the highest efficiency, and does not give a chance to breathe. But then again, who makes robots not need to breathe?

"Twin guns, how did you go for so long?" "Is it long? Isn't it said that a year of Earth time is just a second of galactic time? "That's true, but we, as robots, have tasks at all times, and we can't waste the energy that the leader who created us can't waste them!"

The robot, tilting its head, moved around the office and drew the shape of a six-pointed star with its footsteps. This is how he thinks, that is, organizes information. In fact, every time he is not halfway through the drawing, his information is straightened out.

This time, the six-pointed stars have already been painted.

He just said: "Twin guns, something seems to be wrong." ”

The two guns replied, "Yes, Nail Chief, I have sent a distress signal to the United Star Society." I waited for a long time, but no one responded to me. "Really? Once upon a time did you send a distress signal? "Oh, let me retrieve the time settings."

After a while, the twin guns said, "Ah, the timing is seriously out of order. ”

"Hmm." The nail leader was thoughtful, in fact, as a robot of the same type, only the electromagnetic waves with their own electromagnetic field belts can complete language communication and information transmission. The center of the galaxy is actually a silent zone.

"Earth, this young planet, is much more complex than we know."

The twin guns nodded silently. Judging by the current history of efficiency, twin guns have always been efficient. Now he is obviously much sluggish. He was still feeling a little tired.

"Twin guns, the information about the earth has basically been ingested. There are just a lot of things that need to be sorted out, but according to our first goal, one thing can be confirmed: the earthlings are completely unaware of the existence of multidimensional space-time channels. That's enough. ”

Then, the nail leader sat down quietly on the white couch in the office of the two guns, and cocked his legs. His fingers kept moving in the air, like playing a piano — a way for him to organize information.

"I will back up all the relevant information about the earth. So be it! We don't need to sort out too clear conclusions or axioms for now. I think Gazi has already told you,"

"Nail Chief, do you mean to store the information in my body temporarily?"

"No, no, no, it's inside my body."

"Ah, Qigu, what about Qigu." This is the first time that the two guns have been in such a panicked situation. Even though it has experienced vicissitudes. The body of the two guns still retains the love for Qigu intact. Therefore, until the Twin Guns discovered that the Nail Leader was not aware of the Twin Guns' nervous system disorders at all, he would not have taken the initiative to confess anyway. Who knows what the silver weirdos in the maintenance department will do to him, and it's not impossible to reset him, and when the time comes, all memories of Qigu will disappear without a trace.

So, at this moment, a little critical, the twin guns said, "The boss is taking up too much memory, I think your body should store some more important information." I'd like to store such insignificant information as the earth. ”

"The earth is no longer insignificant."

"Why?"

"There's an Aini in your message, remember?"

"Yes."

"She's actually a transformation of a star person, and her name is sir."

"Well, Aini can cast mana, and also left a special group of humans on Earth, Maya Village, this special group of humans has a high level of civilization and intelligence. I thought it was an automatic accumulation of knowledge. "They don't have that advanced knowledge-carrying bodies. The evolution of their civilization is not a normal process in the galaxy. "So, do I need to make another trip to Earth?" The twin guns struggled to suppress their excitement.

"Yes, you need to track all the whereabouts of Star A and Star B, and force them into the center of the galaxy." The nail leader is the color of the road. The silvery-white light outside was a little blurry and a little intense, like lightning on earth, like lightning falling into a swamp. Sometimes the light becomes brilliant and colorful, much like the underwater world, and like the body of a poisonous caterpillar.

The Nail Leader stood up and continued to draw six-pointed stars on the ground with the footsteps of one of his white leather shoes.

"With two guns, you can keep the memories and storage of the earth, but I'm worried that traveling through time and space with these energy-consuming memories will cause deviations and inaccuracy."

"Oh. Yes, sir. "The two guns didn't know what to say, and they kept sitting in their position for a long time. He has always been very "obedient", but at this moment, he would like to keep the memory of the earth alive forever. Even if the exploitation is only about Qigu. As long as the love for Qigu has not changed.

Because he had only been away for a while, he had already missed Qigu very much. He even had a delusion: due to a disorder of the nerves. He may already have a heart. An organ that can produce a rich spiritual world.

He knew that this organ was very controversial on Earth today. Now throughout the galaxy, there is a "feeling uselessness." "Joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, pain. Ordinary, great, eternal, ephemeral. There is now an organization in the galaxy dedicated to the elimination of the rich senses, the spiritual world, that exist within the higher civilizations of the galaxy. Especially the feeling of "sadness". How useless it is to grieve, generating a lot of negative energy that hinders the progress of creatures on the planet of advanced civilizations.

Yes, in the Milky Way, and even in the entire universe, all consciousness, all matter, is real. So how do you get the negative energy they hate out of the galaxy like garbage? One way is through black holes. The black hole absorbs everything, and its function is somewhat similar to turning the volume of the radio to the lowest, or even muting, but the sound is still playing. Embrace existence and not allow existence to be discovered. This is the main task of black holes.

Another way is to release it into other weaker planets through space vehicles.

Perhaps earthlings have also suffered from this kind of release. Therefore, more and more people on earth are suffering from depression, and this excess energy will also cause the cell division of biological organisms to accelerate - after all, it comes from higher planets. Everything on the higher planets is stable and fast, and so it has caused cancer, the most terrible disease on Earth today.

"Ah, I have a heart." The two guns shouted in his heart, and at the same time made him feel intense sadness and despair: when he returned to Earth again, no matter how fast he was, Qigu, a woman who could not use mana, would either be old or dead. I don't know how much she will resent the twin guns by then.

"Twin guns, I have to tell you one more thing." The nail leader was expressionless, he had no heart.

"You're getting married! Twin guns. ”

The Nail Boss has silently completed all the tasks and information exchange with the two guns. Now, he's out the door. Then he stretched his neck again, turned around, and said, "Double gun, I don't force you to go to the maintenance department, but before you get married, you still need to empty Qigu's memory." You're going to have to empty his memory no matter what. ”

The leader is the leader, and in fact, he has sorted out all the memories of the earth stored in the body of the two guns. There is a saying called: "See through but don't say through." ”

(End of chapter)