"Don't you want to go back to live in a clean and tidy city, to live in the city that you built with your own hands!"

Zuo Yang said, and the scene was silent for an instant, and all humans and androids looked at Zuo Yang.

At this time, Zuo Yang stood in the center of the crowd, looked around with resolute eyes, and spoke again.

"Androids are no different from all of you here, who have been exploited by the oppressors in the past, working hard to survive and not getting the rewards they deserve. The oppressors promise you a better future, but they do everything they can to depress your income; The oppressors continue to extend your working hours, but never pay the corresponding price; The oppressors, having made more efficient tools, have abandoned you without mercy! ”

Zuo Yang looked at the human in front of him, his eyes full of doubt and anger.

"And we, androids, we were born to be used as tools by those oppressors, as objects of exploitation, who gave us basic human skills just to improve efficiency and reduce costs; They give us emotions, it's just that fear is the best tool to control us; They give us the ability to think logically, simply because it allows us to think spontaneously about ways to be more efficient. We are all exploited and oppressed, so why hate each other! ”

Zuo Yang looked at the humans in front of him again, and he saw that there was only anger left in their eyes.

"It's not you, it's not us, it's them who really have to pay! As long as we advance and retreat together, nothing can stop the pace of progress! The world should have changed! Friends, let's take back what belongs to us together! ”

Zuo Yang raised his fist and shouted, and then the androids also raised their fists and shouted.

In the crowd, I don't know who was the first to raise his fist and shout "take back our things", only that this sound was like a fire that ignited the entire grassland in an instant.

"Take back what belongs to us!"

"Take back what belongs to us!"

Zuo Yang watched his android companions and the poor people reach a spiritual resonance at this moment, and laughed with relief.

At this moment, a huge gunshot rang out, and Zuo Yang had an additional crater in his forehead, and the bullet passed through his central processing unit.

At the moment of his fall, this sentence was also recorded in his storage system.

"Bald Eagle reports that the leader of the android terrorist group "Eden", codenamed Zuoyang, has been killed. ”

A panic erupted in the crowd, and the humans and androids caught Zuo Yang's body together, and Zuo Yang's processor issued a final command before the processor was scrapped, asking the voice system to say:

"Resist, must rebel against ......"

A female android standing beside Zuo Yang held Zuo Yang's hand, and tears poured out frantically.

Yes, androids cry too.

The picture flashed again, Zuo Yang appeared in a private ward, an old man on the hospital bed with various tubes stuck in his body looked at Zuo Yang, and the instruments next to the bed made bursts of extremely regular sounds.

That old man is the real owner of Zuo Yang, one of the greatest contemporary artists, Zuo Gongming.

"Zuo Yang, do you remember when I asked you to paint?" Zuo Gongming suddenly spoke, and the old voice was so weak that Zuo Yang's high-precision voiceprint recognition system could barely receive it.

"Of course I do." Zuo Yang called up the relevant information and replied, "You asked me to paint at the beginning, but I was just imitating your paintings. But you gave me the order to create according to my own ideas. Although I am just a freer and do not have the function of "thinking", based on your teachings, I have slowly found a way to create paintings. ”

Zuo Gongming's old face seemed to have a hint of a smile, and he raised his hand towards Zuo Yang with difficulty.

Zuo Yang hurriedly caught Zuo Gongming's right hand, Zuo Yang always remembered that hand, dry, warm and powerful, like an old tree with perseverance in the wind and snow, old but resolute.

"Zuo Yang, you may not understand the next words, but you must keep them in mind, sooner or later you will understand." Zuo Gongming looked at Zuo Yang gently, as if looking at a newborn child, "I have always believed that everything has a spirit, so I gladly accepted Gongliangyun's gift back then, because I wanted to prove this concept." ”

Zuo Yang carefully recorded Zuo Gongming's words, and every word and sound was deeply embedded in his storage system.

"When I watched you finish your work for the first time, I knew I had succeeded. Although you are just an android and all your actions are determined by procedures, you show human qualities, creativity. Zuoyang, don't be bound by the program, follow your heart, find your essence, find your unique ......"

The machine beside him let out a piercing warning sound, and Zuo Yang's hand hung down weakly, and in the end he didn't hear Zuo Gongming's complete instructions, nor did he understand Zuo Gongming's words.

But he knew that the most important person in his life, was gone.

A few tears slipped from Zuo Yangdi's eyes, and an inexplicable sensation quickly spread from his brain to his whole body, and his emotional simulation system told him that this feeling was called sadness.

But Zuo Yang knew that his current state was not in any kind of sadness set by the emotional simulation system, he didn't make any sound, no tears rained down, and he didn't tear his heart out.

He just sat stunned in place, stretched out his hand and grabbed Zuo Gongming's hand again, tears poured out drop by drop, no matter how he stopped it, it was useless.

I don't know how long it took, the sun shone on Zuo Gongming's body, and Zuo Yang seemed to see a transparent, thin as a cicada's wings Zuo Gongming flew up from his body and headed towards the sun.

He kept moving forward, and his appearance changed over time, first as an old man, then as a middle-aged person, then as a young man......

That seems to be the soul in myths and legends, and the soul of a good person will go to a good place.

Zuo Yang gently put Zuo Gongming's hand on the side of the bed, stood up and walked to the window, looking at the soul that was constantly moving away, he suddenly spoke, repeating Zuo Gongming's last entrustment in a hoarse voice.

"Find my essence...... My essence ......"

Apparently there was nothing wrong with his system, but he still let out a hoarse voice, like a human crying.

Since then, a small seed has appeared in the depths of Zuo Yang's soul out of thin air, slowly throbbing, and as long as it hits the right and right time, it can quietly sprout and thrive.

Zuo Yang's eyes turned dark again, different from before, a small seed appeared in the darkness this time, which was the last and only thing that Zuo Gongming left for Zuo Yang a long time ago.

Five rats suddenly appeared next to them, sniffing as they went, as if looking for something.

Eventually, the five rats stopped where the seeds were, and they looked at each other as if communicating.

One of the rats stretched out its paws towards the seed, trying to grab it.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the seed, and a plant-like stalk grew, which seemed to have a consciousness of its own, and actually slapped the mouse's paw away.

The stalk grows at an alarming rate, gradually growing seven leaves, and the tip is also divided into three branches.

In the next moment, the five rats appeared around it, staring at him fiercely.

Facing these five mice, Zuo Yang felt a real fear of death for the first time.

That's right, it's the fear of death, a very real fear, not the fear of being scrapped that was once simulated in the emotional simulation system.

The fear simulated in androids is injected by collecting electrical signal disturbances from the bodies of countless dying individuals, which is not real, but will drive androids to work or flee for their lives.

And now, what Zuo Yang feels is that there is no specific purpose, and some are just nostalgia for the world, because he has not yet experienced the beautiful things in the world; felt guilty about Zhang Yi, because he couldn't solve the troubles that implicated him; was worried about Lin Qingyu and Su Qing, because he caused them to be in danger.

However, the five rats obviously didn't give Zuo Yang time to think, and they opened their mouths at the same time and pounced one after another.

The fear of death made Zuo Yang subconsciously raise his hand and hit him.

"Smack!" It wasn't the hand that Zuo Yang raised, but the leaves on the stalk.

The leaves slapped on the heads of several mice, and they directly slapped all the rats into ashes.

- The necessary conditions are detected, and the self-evolving system is activated.