Chapter 139 It Won't Become a Blind Man
Lin Ye got Qi Nan's contact information, but didn't know his name.
He knew when to advance and when to retreat, and did not become overly persistent. When Qi Nan clearly expressed his intention to leave, he took his leave first.
Watching the young boy's thin figure disappear from his sight, a hint of admiration flashed in Qi Nan's eyes.
This child has a good personality and knows how to repay kindness. If he had not been born on the Exile Planet, he might have a good future.
However, this thought only flashed through his mind and was quickly forgotten.
Now what’s important is…
"Xingxing, where have you been just now?" He lowered his head and looked at the little robot in his arms who had seemed unusually quiet since a while ago.
Of course, he also saw the container and other things that Xingxing always held in his arms.
But before leaving, the little robot promised him that it would wait here.
Qinan was surprised that the little robot did not keep its promise.
He seemed to have fallen into some misunderstanding.
"Grandpa, leaving the child alone is very dangerous, excessive and irresponsible."
Xingxing didn't answer but asked: "If we encounter danger, will Grandpa save that brother first, or me first?"
For a moment, Qi Nan almost doubted his ears.
After a brief moment of shock, he said in a daze: "Xingxing, why do you want to compare this?"
He avoided answering questions about the stars.
So the stars no longer answered his questions.
Without getting an answer from the child, no matter how slow Qi Nan was, he realized that his subconscious choice and preference had been detected by the little robot.
But he didn't think there was anything wrong with his choice.
For an intelligent robot, as long as the chip is damaged, it can just get a new body and still be the original memory carrier. But a human life, if it dies, is really dead.
What's more, Qi Nan himself is also a human being. Although he was once a top genius in the field of mechanical research and manufacturing, because of this, in his eyes, mechanical intelligent life is actually just a creation made up of cold data and metal.
Even if such a creature can make human expressions and communicate normally like humans...how can it be compared with flesh-and-blood humans?
It’s different. It’s just different.
Even if this pile of data and metal products developed their own intelligence and possessed the ability to think independently, in his eyes they were only more valuable for research, but could not be regarded as a complete living organism.
This is a concept that has long been deeply rooted in him after so many years in the field of intelligent machinery manufacturing.
So even though he would feel soft-hearted for a moment because Xingxing was a new life like a human cub, when this little life was placed together with another real human cub, Qinan would naturally and rationally be able to distinguish the difference between them.
Stars can be intelligent tools, electronic companions, and interlocutors who can communicate and chat, but they cannot be living people.
Therefore, Qinan had no intention of explaining, and the old man and the child returned to their shabby home in silence.
As soon as they got home, Xingxing fell out of Qi Nan's arms.
It did not pay attention to the human sitting in the wheelchair, but carried its small pot to a relatively clean corner of the room, squatted there, and took something out of the small pot.
Qiuqiu squatted on the child's shoulder and watched Xingxing take out the tattered little mechanical doll.
"Ball."
It heard the children calling its name.
Qiuqiu suddenly agreed and asked Xingxing what was wrong.
Xingxing was holding the little mechanical doll, squatting quietly in the corner like a little mushroom. After Qiuqiu asked, it was quiet for a long time, and then it seemed to have finally made a decision. Its little hand silently held the doll tightly, and asked softly: "Qiuqiu, has Jixing reported to the Samsara Department?"
This question... Qiuqiu answered subconsciously: "Not yet."
After answering, it seemed to have guessed what Xingxing was going to do, but it still explained in detail: "Boy, during the period when we have not completed the task, the souls of these task issuers will be temporarily detained in the General Administration. Only when we complete the task and return, and their obsessions dissipate, can they be taken over by the Reincarnation Department and arranged to continue reincarnation in other small worlds."
"Can the soul of an intelligent life also be reincarnated as a human being?" Xingxing tilted her head with a little curiosity.
Qiuqiu was stunned.
Two seconds later, it belatedly muttered, "Right, the soul of a Polestar is essentially just a string of data. Can data... be reincarnated into a human being?"
It thought about it seriously, then shook its body and gave the most likely possibility: "It shouldn't be possible, but, but the General Administration should have other arrangements for Polestar. Maybe they will make it a system like mine."
This is the most likely possibility.
Hearing this, Xingxing looked down at the mechanical doll in her hand.
There were many damages on the doll's body, its eye sockets were empty and the pupils were missing, and its hands and feet were broken.
But... the mechanical doll has a chip loading port, hands and feet, and Xingxing can also modify this mechanical doll according to the knowledge in the countless resource libraries that he downloaded from the Star Network when he borrowed Qi Nan's optical computer.
So, the child's white and tender fingers gently touched the empty eyes of the mechanical doll and whispered, "Qiuqiu, can you help me ask it if it is willing to return to this world? Without an owner, without shackles, come back freely."
It was reluctant to see the bright star lose its luster. The other party had left the star with the most precious freedom outside of the transaction, and the star also wanted to give it something.
A little freedom, a little companionship, and a little love.
Polestar has never been loved by anyone or anything.
No one even knows that it has ever truly existed in this world.
So the stars felt sad and regretful for it.
And Polestar may not even have felt such emotions.
It's very strange. The core is also a non-human little zombie. It never feels sad for others. Even it itself rarely experiences such a complex emotion as sadness.
But the Pole Star, which I had only talked to in a dream, was able to stir up the already rare emotions of the stars.
Thinking of this, the stars wanted to see this star shining brightly after being loved.
"Okay, I'll submit the application now." Qiuqiu had no objection to Xingxing's decision.
On the contrary, it is joyful and warm.
Because it also seemed to see another possibility for itself in Polestar.
If I had met a warm-hearted kid like Xingxing before becoming a system, would I have not become a string of data?
Even though it has now become a string of data, Xingxing has never treated it as a tool.
Xingxing and Qinan are different.
The stars are different from each other.
For the first time, Qiuqiu felt the temperature of the soul belonging to the star through another string of data soul.
Warm and soft, like a soft cloud, or a handful of warm cotton, white and clean, not belonging to human beings, and not stained with any dust.
Get away from the stars.
One string of data saw the lag of another string of data.
The data from the Polestar seemed to be a little garbled because of this question. After several minutes, it replied calmly in a cold childish voice: "I do."
It looked at the ball, with silent envy in its eyes that it was not even aware of, but it disappeared in a flash.
Qiuqiu didn't notice it either. After getting the answer, he immediately took Jixing to the headquarters to find the boss to go through the application process.
Apply in person, get approval in person, the efficiency is incredibly fast.
And the stars didn't just sit there and wait.
It moved around very comfortably in this shabby little home that belonged to the human Qi Nan. It rummaged through the garbage dump to find the materials it needed, searched for the right tools, and even picked up a part that Qi Nan was preparing to use to repair his legs while holding the mechanical doll.
Qi Nan: “…What are you doing?”
He finally stopped pretending to ignore the existence of the little robot.
Hearing the sound, Xingxing stopped what he was doing, then raised his head from a pile of scattered parts and looked into the eyes of the old human who was staring at him not far away.
After a moment, the little robot curved its dark eyes and answered obediently: "Grandpa, I'm fixing this doll."
It held the mechanical doll in both hands and raised it towards Qinan.
So Qi Nan's gaze collided with the mechanical doll's pair of dark, empty eye sockets.
At that moment, Qinan's body stiffened unconsciously for a moment.
Because these two dark eyes... reminded him of some bad memories.
He subconsciously avoided her gaze, but raised his fingers to touch his only mechanical prosthetic eye.
Xingxing noticed his movements and poked half of her head out from behind the mechanical doll. She didn't feel that she was saying anything hurtful and said in a crisp voice, "Don't worry, Grandpa. I will give my doll the most beautiful eyes. It won't become a blind little boy."
Qiuqiu had just passed the application and returned to this world with the data soul of the Pole Star when he heard this sentence: "......!"
Jixing also heard these words and saw Qi Nan's old face suddenly freeze: "......?"
And the person involved, Qi Nan: "..."
Quiet is the little shack tonight.
The instigator did not think there was anything wrong with what he said.
Not only did it talk, it also began to plan seriously, without any restraint of living under someone else's roof. It held the baby and raised its little face to discuss with Qinan seriously: "Grandpa, I will also go out to pick up trash tomorrow. I want to pick up some beautiful blue things, because the baby has the most beautiful and cleanest blue eyes."
"If I can't find it tomorrow, I'll have to go out every day. I have to pick up energy blocks for the doll. The doll's clothes are rotten and I have to make new ones for it."
At this point, the child ran to Qi Nan's legs with the doll in his arms, rubbed his empty knees, and asked expectantly, "Grandpa, you've lived for so many years, you must have learned how to make clothes a long time ago, right?"
Qi Nan: “…”
He didn't want to answer.
It even gave me a sense of being forced into a children's game of pretending to be a kid.
But the little robot that was holding his knee did not show any awkward behavior of giving up. Instead, because it did not wait for an answer, it shook its half leg in confusion. It showed that it did not regard him as a disabled person at all.
The soft and tender little hands were pulling the old and rough fingers, and the bright and clean eyes were looking at the cold and ruthless artificial eye. Qi Nan looked at this scene with a trance for a moment.
He and this little robot must look like a real grandparents and grandchildren, right? One is old and aged, the other is young and lively.
The older one is in a wheelchair with white hair, while the younger one is lively and innocent, and doesn't know anything about the world yet.
When those who have a family grow old, will they all have such an ordinary and common scene? Instead of leaving their hometown in disgrace like myself in the past, like a stray hyena with its tail between its legs, gasping for air in the garbage dump of the exile planet?
Qi Nan even had an inexplicable feeling of being forced into a children's game of pretending to be a kid.
"Grandpa? Can you make little clothes for my doll?"
I don’t know what language system the little robot has set for itself, but this sweet and soft voice sounds particularly touching.
Qi Nan's lips moved, and after a long while, he managed to force out a "hmm".
The next second, he saw the little robot giving him a big smile.
The next second, the little robot that had just been clinging to his knees and "acting coquettishly" let go of him without hesitation, turned around and continued to squat in the corner, studying the mechanical doll like a little mushroom.
At the moment of being decisively abandoned, Qi Nan suddenly had a strange urge. He really wanted to ask this heartless little robot who was more important between him and the mechanical doll?
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