Geng Lin had already made arrangements. Under Tang Yun's secret instructions, everyone looked for a place to go after eating. The patrol of the patrol, the rest of the car that should hide in the land tank. Tang Yun took Shen Fei, the puppet who had lost his "face", and walked slowly towards the depths of the jungle.

......

......

"Booth, what's wrong with you today?"

"We have come all the way back to Earth for your mission, aren't you going to 'wipe #fart#shares' for the war in the past? Your mission is nearing completion, and you should be happy. But what's wrong with you now? Is it because the task is too difficult? That's not your style. Besides, there is always a solution to everything. Don't worry, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will accompany you to the end. ”

"Although you rarely use this face of the body, we are still new friends. But I know that only you are the real Surf, and Benedict, Nan Guoxin, Tabula, Beverly, and Felix are all your 'disguises'. We're kind of friends, so you don't have to worry. ”

......

"Tang Yun ......"

"I ......"

"I don't want to go on my mission anymore, I want to leave this ......"

Tang Yun was almost stunned, "What? Do you want to give up? Isn't that what you've been dreaming for thousands of years? Haven't you wandered the universe for so long just to fulfill your mission? Why do you want to leave all of a sudden? ”

Tang Yun had already put on the black clerical robe that Sibo had never left for him. The puppet Shen Fei is not the same as the puppet Ralph. Shen Fei made this puppet body for himself to replace his own body, and some things were made very realistically, not very "elegant......

Sibo turned his head and looked at Tang Yun stunned with two simulated electronic eyes embedded in what seemed to be a golden skull. It looked a little scary under the moonlight, and no one could tell how it was feeling at the moment because of the lack of a basic expression system. But Tang Yun still instinctively felt a kind of confusion and confusion...... and fear.

Spearhead recalls the phrase he had once vaguely said, "Merge and Die."

"If I reintegrate with the ontology...... Isn't merging one's own life, which I don't know if it can be called a soul, into a huge body? Does that mean I'm dead? ”

"The personalities in my body are all copied from human corpses, they are real, real beings of flesh and blood. Even though their true consciousness is under the control of our Lord's consciousness, I can feel their emotions, their joys and sorrows. I know their story...... But what about me, I'm just a made, emotionless biochemical machine! I am just an 'algorithm' hidden behind many faces, and I should only exist for the mission I was originally set to be, to survive for the mission. The final fusion after getting the answer is my fate, but I ......"

"But as I got closer and closer to my final fate, I became cowardly. Because I suddenly realized my 'existence' not long ago, I don't have my own face, but I have a heart of my own. I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'm going to 'die' when I merge with the ontology. Gone forever, forever nothing, the soul forever falling into the abyss...... There is no trace of my existence in this world. As he spoke, the puppet Shen Fei's jaw with only a metal structure opened and closed, which may have been a wry smile. I mean, of course, if I actually have a soul. ”

......

Does Smith have a "soul"?

During the long interstellar wandering, did he really have nothing but his original mission?

What is Soul? This may be a question that will never be answered.

Maybe...... When an individual feels its own presence and has the ability to freely choose its own actions, it has a soul, right? Whether it is a metal machine, a machine made of circuits, or a machine made of "life". What about the man? If a body made of flesh and blood has no consciousness of its own, it is just a puppet of the world that has fallen into the abyss forever. Does he have a soul?

Tang Yun really couldn't imagine that Si Bo, who had been with him for many years and had countless "soul fragments", had only one such weak and young soul. He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and wiped it with the sole of his shoe.

"Easy to do! Then we'll go back! ”

"Nobody likes the zombie-infested zombie place of Earth! The Uturs have long since returned to their hearts! Let's return to the Kemia Star Domain tomorrow morning, and simply treat the earth as the KW388 it used to be, as a hell to witness the war! What do you think? ”

......

"Nope! It can't be like that!

"I have to fulfill my mission, that's the purpose of my existence!"

......

"Your life is only for an 'algorithmic' mission? You are like Xu Zheng's saying that the world wants to be the 'puppet of the world', you want to be a puppet of an algorithm and a mission? ”

......

"No ......"

"I ...... I feel like I have a choice, I'm not a puppet anymore. Strictly speaking, at least 322 days ago, it ceased to be. But I still can't give up. ”

"There are still dangerous technologies for biochemical warfare and nuclear warfare on Earth, and I don't know how far my ontology has carried out the SPERA program. Will it save humanity on Earth or pose a threat to humanity in other star fields? If I give up, the earth will become a threat to all of humanity, and I can't do that. 'Fart # shares' always have to be wiped. ”

......

"322 days ago...... Bamboo, are you really hiding deep enough? Well, I don't care either. At least the other faces inside you have known me for a long time, and you must know me! ”

"I think if you really have a soul, then you should choose your destiny! Existence precedes essence, there is no good or evil right or wrong in this world, and there is no truth and morality worth forcing someone to choose a certain fate! As long as you want, even if it is the rise and fall of all mankind, you can choose to ignore it! The world has its own destiny. As long as you don't want to do it, it doesn't matter to you even if you let the whole world die. No one, anything, any 'algorithm' can force you! This is free will, the power of your choice, the value of a soul's existence! The soul kidnapped by the crowd has no beauty. ”