At the edge of the asteroid belt, next to a cloud of junk from the wreckage of a starship, the Wanderer floated with wounds all over its body. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A separate compartment in the belly of the ship is under siege. The main passage to the bulkhead was filled with ship-borne heavy demolitionists, and the bright white laser drill bit was raised high in the air, full of intimidation.

Thorpe sneered at the confined armored alloy door, he raised his right hand and waved it slightly, and the soldiers on guard scattered everywhere, and the demolition machine rumbled forward, and the huge vibration made the people nearby have to hold on to the bulkhead to stand firm when the machine passes.

The moment the drill bit touched the armored door, screams and sparks splashed in all directions, and the flickering light reflected on the soldier's visor, which looked hideous and strange.

Seeing everything that happened outside the door from the surveillance, Zhao Ping seemed indifferent. He looked up at the faint starlight projected through the porthole, and his whole person was shrouded in an atmosphere of hesitation.

"What's next?"

The uneasy fluctuations of the main consciousness in the mind are transmitted.

"......", the arrogant Zhao Ping continued to stare at the starry sky and sighed.

"I'm going to die, right! My fate was predestined from the beginning, wasn't it? In the fluctuation of the main consciousness, with an anthropomorphic cry.

“…… Nothing is immortal, and you flesh people have a short lifespan, is it really so unacceptable to die a few years early? ”

“…… Hmph, you're all bad people, and you just take away other people's lives. I am indeed inconspicuous, I am a small person, insignificant, but I also have joys and sorrows, I also have life, no matter how miserable the life, I have also loved, I will also cherish, why don't you understand the hard work of others, so easily to erase the efforts of others? ”

The arrogant Zhao Ping retracted his gaze and showed an interested expression.

"The most incredible thing about you flesh people is here. Obviously an inconspicuous individual, for the race should be an individual who can be sacrificed at any time, but society spends huge resources to meet the dispensable needs of each individual. Don't you think it's a waste? ”

"I don't think so. Society, race, and all that sort of thing is too big for me. All I knew was that I was an inconspicuous orphan, living at the bottom, and that my needs were all about me. Is it because it is not good to be born, it should be ignored, and it should have no value in existence? ”

"Isn't it a matter of course that the individual gives way to the whole, and the minority gives way to the majority?"

"Why? Who made it so that I should give up hope because of my bad background? Isn't the so-called universe fixed? ”

"The ultimate meaning of life lies in the pursuit of eternal marks, and fixation means longevity, and only then can life have a chance to reach eternal marks."

"Your eternal mark doesn't sound pretty. It seems that the evolution of life is a tragic mistake, and meteorites are the so-called ultimate form of life. ”

“……”

The alloy door, which was more than a person's height and was as strong as the hull shell armor plate, began to vibrate under the puncture of the laser drill, and from Zhao Ping's position, a subtle flame could be seen seeing.

"They're coming in, we're going to be finished. I'm going to be killed, they won't believe my words, who will, I still have someone in my head! The main consciousness fluctuated violently, and the urge to cry continued to invade Zhao Ping's emotions. The arrogant Zhao Ping showed an impatient expression.

"The emotions of your flesh people are really troublesome, and the destruction of individuals is not a big deal, tens of millions of flesh people die every moment."

"However, I, Zhao Ping, can only die once, and I only have one time in my life, which is the reason why I am nervous!" , the fluctuations of the main consciousness turn to anger.

"Oh, you individuals can't make perfect copies, but it's not my fault, is it? You should complain about the imperfect replication mechanics of your own race. ”

"What are you talking about! If I die, will you live? You're going to die, too! We're sharing bodies now. ”

"......", the arrogant Zhao Ping'an changed color. He looked around nervously, and then showed a sudden expression.

"Your flesh man's memory mechanism is really harmful, I actually forgot such an important thing."

In Zhao Ping's mind, after a crisp plop, the main consciousness no longer responded.

The flames from the outside radiated out, and the clear furrow on the alloy door was about to close the loop. Outside the door, the soldiers were waiting in the main passageway, and Thorpe himself was at the forefront, his arm holding an assault rifle motionless, his eyes focused and emotionless.

With a loud clang, the alloy door was cut into a round piece and poured inward. Thorpe took the lead, stepping on the fallen part and flying into the separate compartment.

There were no expected gunshots or shouts, only the confused inhalations of the soldiers, and the unnatural calmness that made the atmosphere even more eerie.

In the center of the independent compartment, it seems to have become the intelligent center of the unmanned mothership, and at the core of the tree-like structure full of light and shadow, Zhao Ping's whole body is covered with optical poles and optical fibers for navigation, and the bright white signal light curtain reflects him not like a human being.

Zhao Ping's nose looked at his mouth, his mouth looked at his heart, and his deep gaze seemed to have no focus.

"Watch out for the Captain, if I die now, I'll be buried with the Wanderer." , Zhao Ping's tone is so calm that it is difficult to understand the meaning behind the words as a threat.

However, Thorpe was not an ordinary person, and he immediately understood what Zhao Ping was talking about. He frowned and raised his hand to signal his subordinates to stand by.

Dozens of aiming lasers hesitated on Zhao Ping, and the soldiers looked at each other. However, everyone still chose to obey, and no one dared to open fire.

"I don't believe it."

Saying this, Thorpe slowed down and moved forward with the utmost caution.

The empty gaze shot at him, Zhao Ping showed an expression that seemed to be smiling, and the wanderer trembled violently.

"Boom... Boom... Boom... Self-detonation mode activates, the countdown begins in five minutes, all personnel evacuate, all personnel evacuated..."

The undulating synthesized electronic sound, combined with the death-knell-like thump, gives people goosebumps when they hear it. There was a commotion in the crowd of soldiers, and Thorpe struggled to clean up before he could calm the soldiers' wavering hearts.

"Little trick, kill you first, there is still enough time to contact and self-destruct." As he spoke, Thorpe took another step forward.

"You can try, just in case you can succeed." , Zhao Ping's arrogant expression made people crazy, and Thorpe couldn't wait to hit it now. But he held on.

"You don't want to die either, since you want to negotiate, isn't five minutes too short?" Thorpe moved forward again, and he was less than three meters away from Zhao Ping.

"It doesn't matter, aren't all cultists suicidal, how do you feel sure that I don't expect death now?"

Thorpe's cheeks finally changed color, and he made a forward step, but he finally couldn't step out again.