Chapter 163: Past Nan Qi...crying?

"Can you let me see your spirit form? I want to see how different your spirit form is from mine."

"Spiritual form? What's the difference?" Nan Qi was puzzled. "You should have seen my spiritual form, right? Didn't you see it clearly?"

Number 7 said that he would respect the privacy of intelligent life and would not monitor them all the time.

But Nan Qi knew that Number Seven had definitely seen his spiritual form, and Number Seven's words had implicitly acknowledged that he had indeed seen his spiritual form, but just hadn't seen it clearly.

Nan Qi was not stingy either. As he spoke, a black nine-tailed kitten jumped out from between his eyebrows and landed next to Number Seven.

He controlled the little black cat to circle around No. 7, then sat down face to face with No. 7. Its nine furry tails hung down under the bedside table, looking silky and soft to the touch.

Number Seven's front paws were ready to move. Nan Qi saw this and dropped his tail in front of Number Seven: "You can touch it. Can you feel it?"

Number Seven is now in a holographic state, but he is the main system of the main brain after all. Every part of this battleship is based on the intelligence improved by him, so his functions on this battleship should not be restricted.

However, even if the main system is powerful, Nan Qi is not sure whether the incorporeal No. 7 can have a real sense of touch.

If No. 7 could sense touch, smell, and other sensations without a shell, then the assessment of its danger would be higher.

After turning these thoughts over in his mind for a while, Nan Qi's expression did not change. He controlled his spirit body and sent his tail towards Number Seven. With his head tilted, his emerald green eyes seemed to hide a vibrant forest.

Number Seven's eyes flickered, and lines of unclear codes flashed by quickly. Then he slowly raised his right front paw and placed it on the tail of Nan Qi's spirit body.

The moment the front paws touched the tail, Nan Qi and No. 7 were both startled.

Nan Qi was surprised to find that he could actually feel the force exerted by Number Seven's front paws on his spiritual body. Number Seven could actually touch real objects without a physical shell.

Also, when Number Seven's claws landed on his spiritual body, he actually felt like he was electrocuted for a moment.

The feeling was very subtle, so subtle that Nan Qi wondered if he was too nervous.

What surprised Number Seven was that Nan Qi's little black cat spirit actually had temperature.

Thinking he was mistaken, he lowered his eyes and continued to gently stroke the beautiful big tail of the spiritual little black cat with his front paws.

Beneath the smooth feel of the plush, there was indeed a warm body temperature, which was something he could never possess.

It turns out that it is really different, not different at all.

Retracting his front paw, a trace of regret flashed across Number Seven's drooping eyes. When he raised his eyes, his expression was calm again: "Thank you, I see clearly."

"I should thank you for telling me that Bai is fine." Nan Qi shook his head, and the spiritual body of the little black cat disappeared in a flash.

Number Seven: "You've already thanked me. Since you've let me see your spirit form, let's make a fair deal. I'll tell you one thing."

"What?" Nan Qi didn't expect there would be an unexpected gain.

Number Seven floated up and flew in front of Nan Qi, staring at him. "Your spiritual body condensation method can improve the spiritual power of all Zerg races, and the human race's cultivation will also be twice as effective with half the effort. With this method, you will be halfway to success in what you want to do."

"If you can prevent the destruction of civilization this time, I can help you open a school to spread the skills."

"Thank you very much." Nan Qi smiled. "With your endorsement, I believe the people of the empire will believe it, and promotion will be easier."

"No need to thank me. The premise of all this is that you can prevent the destruction of civilization. This is a fair deal." Number Seven was still as serious as ever, but Nan Qi felt that he had inexplicably become a little more lively.

Is it an illusion?

Nan Qi retracted his wandering thoughts and his gaze fell on Number Seven again. Somehow he remembered the reason why Number Seven wanted to see the spirit body in the first place.

Number Seven calculated from his facial expression that Nan Qi had questions, and said, "If you have any questions for me, you can ask. It doesn't violate the rules, and I can tell you everything I know."

Quite generous.

Nan Qi was a little surprised, but also felt it was reasonable.

It is understandable that Number Seven is very "principled". These "principles" were written into his operating program at the beginning of his birth. Within the principles, he cannot resist.

Apart from the principles, He seems to have his own ideas. Unlike those intelligences that have just developed independent consciousness, although they can think independently, they are more like a child in a learning state, without many ideas of their own and their thinking is immature.

Number Seven is the opposite. They possess a mature mindset. Driven by reason, they consider everything they do, aside from things they can't say or do because of rules. They also weigh the pros and cons of everything else. But Number Seven tells them they can be open with everything they know.

This generosity surprised Nan Qi.

If Nan Qi was an absolute gentleman, he would definitely be ashamed of his previous hostility towards No. 7 and the test he had just made against No. 7.

Unfortunately, Nan Qi never considered himself a gentleman. When given the opportunity to ask questions and the promise to tell him everything he knew, he would just take advantage of it.

"I want to ask why you want to carefully compare the differences between you and my spiritual body." Nan Qi raised a smiling face and pointed at the current image of Number Seven. "Didn't you say that you created this image based on my and Bai's preferences?"

"You should be able to transform into any form, so why do you care about the difference between your physical form and my spirit form?"

Nan Qi's expression turned playful: "Did you lie to us when you first said that, or did something happen after we met that made you change your mind?"

Number Seven was silent for a moment, as if he had not expected Nan Qi to ask such a question. After a long while, he spoke:

"Intelligent beings are truly the most difficult variables to calculate. I can't fathom what you're thinking. I'm not lying to you. My current appearance is indeed based on your preferences, but it's not much different from what I'm used to."

Nan Qi nodded, accepting Number Seven's explanation: "What's the answer to my other question? I'm more concerned about this one."

Number Seven blinked his eyes, and nothing seemed to change, but Nan Qi felt that his bright eyes seemed to dim suddenly.

"It's because of the person who created me." Number Seven said in a calm voice, "The image he designed for me was a little black cat, with emerald green pupils, shiny black fur, and..."

Nan Qi: "And what?"

Number Seven didn't answer, but looked at Nan Qi. In his emerald green eyes, which were the same as Nan Qi's spirit body's, he saw Nan Qi's tense expression. He asked Nan Qi, "Do you really want to know?"

Do you want to?

Nan Qi opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Nan Qi was keenly aware of what Number Seven would say next, which might help him figure out the reason for his complicated reaction when facing Number Seven.

But he also realized that this answer might be a Pandora's box.

Once he opened it, the answer inside might turn his relatively peaceful life upside down.

Do you want to stop it?

Nan Qi hesitated.

Number Seven did not rush and waited patiently for Nan Qi's reply.

He was also very curious about what choice Nan Qi would make.

The small bedroom suddenly became quiet. Apart from Bai's slightly rapid breathing after falling asleep due to a high fever, there was no sound at all.

After a long while, just when No. 7 felt that Nan Qi had made the choice not to know, Nan Qi spoke.

His voice was a little hoarse, but firm. "It's the emerald green pupils, the shiny black fur, and the nine fluffy tails, right? The one who created you designed your image to be exactly like my spirit form, right?"

"I'm related to you? Or rather, the person who created you is related to me, right?"

"You are very perceptive." Number Seven nodded, and his appearance changed as he moved.

After a moment, except for a silver musical symbol between his eyebrows, his appearance was exactly the same as Nan Qi's spirit body.

Nan Qi stared at the symbol between Number Seven's eyebrows for a long time without making a sound. He covered his eyes with his hands and walked out of the small bedroom.

Number seven followed him out.

Passing through the closed door, No. 7 saw Nan Qi sitting on the sofa in the small living room with his head down, his hands clenched tightly on his knees, and a few wet spots on the back of his hands.

Nan Qi... is crying?

Number Seven was stunned for a rare moment before he flew silently to Nan Qi and landed on his legs.

He looked up at Nan Qi, and his red eyes fell into Number Seven's eyes. Number Seven couldn't understand the complex emotions in those eyes, but for the first time in his life, he felt Nan Qi's sadness.

After thinking for a moment, He said, "You are very sad because he is dead, right? But if he knew that you are not dead and have a partner, he would definitely be very happy. So, don't be sad."

"You really don't know how to comfort people." Nan Qi took a deep breath, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. I just didn't expect that I still couldn't prevent the destruction of that world."

"You stopped it," Number Seven said seriously. "According to my records, you defeated the Alien Lord in that great battle and were the key to humanity's subsequent success."

"In the three years following the war, humanity eliminated the alien species and regained its place at the top of the food chain. Technology subsequently advanced rapidly, and human lifespan surpassed 350 years. Unfortunately, despite humanity's formidable capabilities, it could not withstand the natural disaster of the white dwarf's collapse."

"Nan Qi." Number Seven's voice was a little soft. "Humanity didn't die at the hands of alien creatures, nor did it seek death. It died at its own hands. It was an accident, a natural disaster."

"During that natural disaster, several people escaped, including my creator, Dr. Pansy and his wife. The doctor took me and others on a journey through the universe, and we finally settled in a prosperous country."

"And then?" Hearing the news from his old friend far away, Nan Qi's emotions were extremely complicated. There was joy, but more of a regret that they would never meet again.

"Then, the Doctor learned more, filling me up bit by bit. I became stronger, but the Doctor grew weaker." Number Seven said calmly, "Then that country was destroyed because they brought it upon themselves. The Doctor and his wife also died in that catastrophe, and I fell into a deep sleep."

"You should know what happened later. You knew the doctor, right?" Number Seven looked into Nan Qi's eyes. "Do you remember him too?"

"Yeah." Nan Qi nodded, "He is my brother."

Pansy Ed was his uncle's son.

Nan Qi was born with a weak body, almost collapsed, and had no mental fluctuations. He was regarded as a freak by his family.

His parents took him away from home and lived in the mountains. It was his uncle's family who secretly helped them get through the most difficult days.

Later, when their family was able to get by, my uncle came less often, but they kept in touch.

When he was 8 years old, he got into danger because of playing and almost died. Upon hearing the news, his uncle rushed over with Pansy.

That was the first time the brothers met.

Pansy was 10 years older than him, and when they first met, she was already a tall adult.

Scientific research made Pansy look gentle and elegant. At that time, he had no playmates and had a good impression of Pansy.

Pansy didn't mind him being small and took him out to play. They were like real brothers.

Later, his psychic powers were discovered and he was forced to join the army and go to the battlefield. Pansy also silently protected him.

Nan Qi still remembered that before the last battle, Pan Xi hugged him tightly and asked him to come back to attend his wedding.

It’s a pity that I didn’t return alive.

Nan Qi didn't expect that so many things would happen after his "death".

Nan Qi was very satisfied to know that Pan Xi had lived for so long and had finally found his love with the woman he loved, and that his death was not in vain.

"Thank you, Number Seven. Thank you for letting me know that they are all doing well." Nan Qi suppressed the disappointment in his heart and smiled. "I didn't expect that you and I have such a connection. Did you recognize me after seeing my spirit body?"

Number Seven nodded. "I guess so. The doctor told me a lot about you. You're very respected in that world. There are statues of you in all the military academies. There's also a foundation named after you, a park square named after you, and yes, there's also a giant statue of you in the square in front of the World Union Conference venue."

"Every time a world conference is held, representatives from all countries bow and take an oath before your statue."

Nan Qi: “…”

A bit ashamed, what's going on.

"Well, don't talk about me." Nan Qi quickly interrupted Number Seven's boasting. "I don't have anything else to ask. You, you can play by yourself for a while. I'm going to go see Bai. Bai is probably about to wake up."

"?" Number Seven blinked. "According to my calculations, there are still two hours until Bai wakes up. You don't have to be so anxious."

After hearing this, Nan Qi stumbled as he stood up and stammered, "Well, I'm tired. I'm going to sleep with Bai for a while. You go and do your work. I'll find you if there's anything else."

After saying that, he ran back to the small bedroom like a dog being chased and threw No. 7 in the small living room.

Number Seven was confused and left a comment saying that the emotions of intelligent creatures were so complicated that he couldn't understand it, then disappeared into the small living room.

In the small bedroom, Nan Qi lay on the bed, holding Bai in his arms.

Nan Qi didn't lie to No. 7, he was really tired. Now he just wanted to hold his most precious Bai, think about nothing else, and have a good sleep.