Chapter 131 I am Polestar-019 Intelligent Robot
Reincarnation Department.
Xingxing saw Zhao Chenxing who had been waiting there.
The other party also saw him.
"Thank you for saving everyone in my family." The teenage Zhao Chenxing looked at the five-year-old zombie tenderly.
Xingxing curved her eyes slightly, then walked to his side, stretched out her hand and grabbed the hem of his clothes to make him squat down.
Immediately afterwards, he began to take things out of his own space.
"This is the sweet spareribs that grandma fried during the Chinese New Year. I saved your portion. Eat it now while it's hot."
"This is the sweater mom knitted for us. This one is yours. I asked mom to knit another identical one for me and my sister."
"This is a small cake that Dad brought back from the provincial capital. My sister, Dad and I ate one, and Mom and Grandma ate one. This one is for you."
"Also, this is my sister's admission letter to the Aerospace School. I put it away for her and brought it to you to see."
"This is a photo we took as a family at the base when my sister first became a pilot. There is a vacant space here, which is a perfect place for you to stand when you grow up."
"besides……"
The things that Xingxing had carefully collected and preserved in the previous world were now taken out one by one by him. He remembered the origin of each one very clearly. Two children, one big and one small, squatted at the door of the Reincarnation Department. Many things were neatly placed on the clean ground. One was talking seriously and the other was listening attentively.
Xingxing is not actually a part-time space-time courier.
But starting from the first world, he began to bring some things to the stars that left that world early.
So later, even though Xingxing didn't have the memory of so many worlds, he would still carefully collect some memorable things every time, and if conditions allowed, bring them back as gifts for Xingxing whom he could still meet in the Reincarnation Department.
It is a gift of meeting and also a gift of farewell.
Xingxing sat cross-legged on the ground, with her two little hands supporting her chin, waiting quietly and patiently for Zhao Chenxing to finish the plate of still warm sweet spareribs with tears in his eyes. Then she packed up everything for him, asked Qiuqiu to ask her colleagues in the Reincarnation Department to help deal with it, and then buried it in the world where Zhao Chenxing was about to reincarnate.
"These things will no longer appear in your new life, but your soul will remember their weight and temperature."
Xingxing said softly, and waved at the star in front of him with curved eyes.
"This time, you have to grow up well."
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"Baby, the boss asked me to confirm with you again."
Qiuqiu cast a light curtain and asked again in a serious tone: "Are you sure you want to close your heart and listen to this ability? Once you decide, in the next world, you may not know whether you are facing a human or a ghost. The human heart is the most terrifying, and it may even cause the mission to fail."
"Thank you, Boss~" Xingxing raised her fair little face and said something so sweet that it made the boss on the other side of the screen so happy that his blood tank was cleared. Then she pursed her lips and smiled softly and nodded: "I'm sure, Xingxing wants her ears to be quieter."
The voices of human beings are too noisy, too complex, too numerous and too chaotic. What the stars hear is not only the voices of the human beings, but also the desires and greed in their hearts that are difficult to express but are growing all the time.
“Okay.” The eldest brother nodded coldly, but he kept muttering like a worried parent: “Once your superpowers are sealed, coupled with the mission conversion application in the previous world, the next world will be very dangerous. You may even face mission failure or death. But don’t worry, I will let your system report your situation at any time. Once you encounter danger…”
The boss suddenly shut up.
It seemed as if he was regretting that he had said too much by mistake, but he was also afraid of what to do if Xingxing was really so confident that he didn't know how to guard against people's hearts.
So after a moment of annoyed silence, He suddenly changed His tone and said coldly, "Since you have made a decision, you should know that you will bear the consequences. Stop talking nonsense and get going."
Qiuqiu, who was already dumbfounded, said: "......?"
No, Boss, Xingxingzi only said one sentence from the beginning to the end, and the one who said the rest of the nonsense...wasn't it you? ?
The boss said nothing, but just turned off the call in a cold manner.
Qiuqiu: “…”
Tsk! It's too shameful to watch~
"Baby, are you ready?" Qiuqiu flew in front of Xingxing.
Xingxing nodded.
The next second, the contract dream.
The moment Xingxing entered the dream, he was stunned where he was.
He raised his eyes and saw a vast and brilliant galaxy, but under his feet was a scorched wasteland covered with blood and fire.
This is……
"This is where I was born." A cold and childish voice sounded in Xingxing's ears.
Qiuqiu was startled and turned around with Xingxing to look at the person who appeared behind them at some point?
"I'm not human." The owner of the dream shook his head. Although his tone was mechanical and cold, he explained politely: "Hello, I am the intelligent robot Polestar-019. You can call me Polestar."
"Hello." Xingxing nodded and tilted her head curiously to look at the small robot in front of her who was almost as tall as herself.
It looks like a human cub, with a pair of beautiful and clean blue eyes like the sky and the sea, but its skin is made of an unknown material that only looks close to human skin, and many rough joints can still be seen where the bones are connected.
Moreover, it looked a little dirty, a little old, and a little... as if it was about to be destroyed and recycled.
Jixing was wearing human baby clothes, with strange graffiti painted on the clothes that had no aesthetic appeal at all, like patterns drawn with a mixture of scorched earth and blood.
While Xingxing was looking at Jixing, Jixing also used the little energy he had left to quickly scan the cub in front of him.
The final conclusion is: a young cub of an unknown humanoid race that looks fragile and is actually very fragile.
"You can use my body freely." Jixing said seriously: "Although my body is almost reaching its limit, my maintenance worker is very skilled. He can keep this body on the verge of collapse for three whole years. He is the most amazing mechanical genius."
Qiuqiu flew over curiously at this time and asked, "Where is your maintenance worker? Don't we need his consent to use your body?"
"Yes, no need."
Jixing shook his head and explained in a childish and cold voice: "I was not created by him. The moment I was abandoned by my human employer, I had complete autonomy. Even my mother, who created me, had no right to transfer my right to make independent choices."
"Then you want Xingxing to use your body, and your maintenance worker will find out the difference between you and him." Qiuqiu also became serious: "I don't want to bring danger to Xingxing because of this."
"No." Jixing shook his head again, his cold childish voice unchanged: "My maintenance worker is very stupid. He can't even accurately distinguish the difference between food and medicine. Moreover, the time point you went to was when he just picked me up. The moment I was born and witnessed his death, the bond between him and me completely disappeared."
"...Then why was your soul captured by our headquarters?" Qiuqiu also coldly exposed the mechanical cub's little lie.
Jixing was silent for a moment, and then said calmly: "Because it was at the moment of his death that I regained consciousness. I am grateful to him, so I want to keep him alive."
No, it's still a lie.
Even though the stars have lost their special powers, they seem to be able to accurately identify the language traps of an organism.
But he didn't expose it like Qiuqiu did. He just nodded, reached out and gently touched the broken but still sparking components on the mechanical cub, and said softly: "Then let's sign the contract. I will try my best to help you fulfill your wish, stay by his side for you, and protect him to live well."
"...Thank you." Jixing looked down at Xingxing's little hand touching his "internal organs" uncomfortably, and also lowered his voice and whispered: "You are a very good cub. I'm sorry that my health is too bad and it will become a burden to you."
"You are also a very bright star, and I like you very much." Xingxing looked at Polaris' beautiful, clear blue eyes, and his own silver-white pupils curved slightly. The two pairs of eyes that did not belong to human beings at all, while looking at each other, tacitly received the information that each other wanted to convey.
I like you very much, so being you doesn't require thank you or sorry.
I like you too, so I feel sorry and relieved that you became me.
As his body slowly dissipated, Jixing also raised his hand and gently touched Xingxing's tender and soft cheek with his cold fingertips, and whispered to him: "At the moment of my death, I took away all the responsibilities and control data links that I should have borne. You are free and independent. You don't have to be me. You can be completely yourself."
The stars quietly watched the Pole Star disappear.
The dream shattered and collapsed, but Xingxing did not sense any possible constraints or shackles in his new body.
As Pole Star said, from this moment on, it is free, independent, and a star that belongs entirely to it.
It doesn't even have any memory of the past.
The only thing it could perceive at the moment was a pair of rough hands constantly tapping and hitting it.
The moment all components and energy sources were completely connected together, the stars finally opened their eyes from the long darkness.
A pair of silver eyes.
"Huh? Why did the eye color change? Could it be that the body's internal data is self-correcting after being damaged?" A hoarse and questioning voice sounded in my ears.
Xingxing saw the maintenance man that Jixing mentioned with his own eyes.
An unshaven-bearded elderly human male, 40% of whose body has been mechanized.
"Why aren't you moving?" The human asked, holding a device that Xingxing didn't recognize in his hand. He frowned and muttered, "Is it not just the eye data that's wrong, but also the data of various parts of the limbs?"
Seeing him raising his hand to take herself apart and repair her again by hammering and banging, Xingxing blinked, stood up, and took a small step back.
The old man paused, pushed up his tattered glasses on his nose, and put down what he was holding.
"It turns out that you are not broken, little robot. You are the first generation product of Polestar, and your body number is Polestar-019. I repaired you. In return, you will keep me company on this garbage planet from now on. Do you understand?"
He seemed to have not had normal communication for a long time, his voice was hoarse and rough, a silver mechanical eyeball was slowly turning in his deep eye socket, and in the other eye socket, there was only healed flesh and blood, and the original eyeball had long been lost.
"He's like a villain monster in a human fairy tale." Qiuqiu commented fairly.
"He is the talented maintenance worker that Polestar cares about." Xingxing corrected seriously.
"Hello, human. My name is Xingxing." Xingxing denied the product number he said and asked politely in a childish system voice, "What's your name?"
There was a flash of surprise in the old man's eyes.
The silver mechanical eyeball in his eye socket began to spin wildly, and his rough palm stretched out to try to grab Xingxing, but Xingxing easily dodged it.
The old man fell to the ground.
Yes, he was in a wheelchair, an intelligent mechanical wheelchair, but he was able to walk. He just removed and disassembled the neural connectors on his legs and used the melted and recycled materials to repair this special little robot in front of him.
He has no regrets.
He fell to the ground, but his eyeballs bulged out beyond the limits of the human body and stared at the short and tiny mechanical creature in front of him.
"My name is Qinan."
He answered the shabby little robot's questions in the most embarrassed manner.
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