Chapter 85
The celebration just happened to start when we were getting off the gangway. The holographic fireworks covering the sky were actually developed by Jingwei.
The researchers who gathered together at the Academy of Sciences to celebrate the New Year held cute tea cups in their hands, looked up and said they wanted to record the holographic fireworks and make a unique image for each year.
On the blue screen, Jingwei's name is clearly listed among the research and development projects.
But the blue one, like a giant whale, lives in the data, and the shadow in the program just swims quietly. He splashes a drop of water from time to time, but quickly convinces humans that it is just a running subprogram of him.
The real entity is still working.
But in fact, He is beside Xu Su. The establishment of the Academy of Sciences was very special. At the beginning, the Academy of Sciences was not open to ordinary people, especially those with mental defects. But later they found that many researchers with low mental power levels were more talented in experiments.
And these people are often the abandoned children in the concept of genetic optimization.
Therefore, there are no deserted laboratories in the Academy of Sciences during the Chinese New Year. Some are just New Year's Eve strugglers who treat experimental instruments and data as their family. There are exceptions.
Xu Su stood in front of the bay window of the independent laboratory specially approved by the Academy of Sciences. He lowered his eyes and looked at the oldest tracked robot holding a cup of hot cocoa and staggering towards him.
The robot hand was extended. The hot cocoa spilled on it and became a stain.
However, Xu Su understood that the purpose of "He" borrowing this mechanical body temporarily was not just to act cute. Assuming that the cup of hot cocoa was really spilled due to lack of balance, "He" would cherish it and carefully wipe off the stain to maintain this body.
Now He was obviously deliberately trying to "wipe His hands" to serve. However, he still picked up the cloth specially prepared for Him and gently covered the outstretched mechanical arm.
The tracked robot's square eyes looked at him, then at the cloth.
【cold. 】
His calculation ability finally made him understand why among so many people, only Xu Su would patiently wipe off the traces of spilled hot cocoa for him again and again. However, he never thought that it was because every time he "acted cute", he would only face Xu Su.
He retracted his robotic arm and even deliberately stuffed the hot cocoa steadily into Xu Su's hand, without spilling any this time.
【drink. 】
Single words, maybe it's also part of being cute. Xu Su took a sip. When most of the fireworks were over, he still sat on the bay window and picked up the half-person-high crawler robot.
Then gently clean the mechanical parts.
The robot's cube eyes changed from two long strips of twelve small cubes - two eyes - to narrowed angle brackets. There were only three left.
He was very pleased. He asked him: [Is this the sense of touch?]
Xu Su patiently let him stretch out his mechanical hand, poke the experimental table, then poke the bay window, and finally carefully and cautiously touch his wrist. In the three laws of Nebula, humans are a weak species.
Don't use force. It will break.
After He collected all the information around Him, He said, "No." Then what is this? He had doubts, but did not ask. The time was too short, and His instincts could not recover too much. He just felt very comfortable.
Everyone else was celebrating the New Year. His program could run independently for another ten minutes. He was very satisfied.
Xu Su: "Do you want to touch me?"
He paused.
Then, in the vast and majestic flow of information like the ocean, the surging giant whale flicked its tail gently, and a huge god with a physical body yet seemingly non-existent appeared on the holographic screen.
He had tried his best to shrink his body, but his fingers were still as big as a tracked robot. He also slowed down, and the blue mimic fingers fell in front of him, as if the experimental table suddenly came to life.
He is just that big. And so cold.
But when the information flow had no substance and could be passed through by humans, Xu Su covered it with his palm. The god wanted to use his absolute control over the data to mimic a holographic image and touch him physically.
Xu Su uploaded his data and all the privacy locked by the private key to Jingwei. Although He may have seen it before, it seems that he has only touched it now.
Xu Su felt the information flow washing over his body: "Do you feel it?"
For the first time in his life, the God felt confused about the data he controlled. It happened that the last batch of holographic fireworks had finished blooming, and Xu Su took advantage of the sudden light and said, "Although the hologram is very beautiful."
He heard a heartbeat. Although there was no reflection of Him on the glass and Xu Su now looked like he was talking to himself, He did hear a heartbeat.
His instinct to trace the source of information allowed him to use his spiritual power to penetrate deep into his bones at that moment, to hear the heartbeat of a real human being. This heartbeat was something he had once had.
Xu Su allowed Him to look at him. His body glowed blue because of the excessive penetration of Jingwei's spiritual power. His voice was calm and gentle: "But I think you might like me more."
Not holographic. Not digital.
He could feel the vibrations that produced the sound of a heartbeat.
The huge god tilted his head slowly. He didn't understand what he was doing. Why didn't this warm heart beat faster in fear and tension when he touched it? The data showed that this was a common stress response in humans.
But it did speed up. It beat more forcefully and more rapidly each time, tapping on His virtual fingertips. For a moment, He even felt like retreating.
Not because of fear but because of preciousness.
Xu Su said: "This is the sense of touch."
He allowed Him to touch his other organs in the same way, and then his breathing quickened, his body temperature rose, and as the mechanical hand instinctively curled around him he said, "You own me."
【I own your body data. 】
Xu Su: "Yeah. That's right." He felt the coldness of the robotic arm, which was completely different from the intangible information flow. It was a real coldness that made his blood vessels constrict.
But he felt that He was still sleeping peacefully, just waking up slightly, so there was no need for him to make Him remember more. "But you also have me."
Is this an established equivalent relationship? He didn't understand. But he still didn't seek more. Because the god slowly lowered his head, huge hair floating around him, approaching him like a giant tentacle, Xu Su said: "No one has studied me."
After it was mechanized, it has been studied.
The hair slowly approached and surrounded him.
Xu Su said: "Now, you can study me."
Because I belong to you.
I belong completely to you.
The holographic fireworks didn’t end perfectly, because the electronic screen at the end flickered, which caused the fireworks, which had a perfect beginning and a perfect process, to flicker at the end.
But this did not prevent people from seeing the most beautiful night view of the nebula in the Mechanical Building and the Suspension Cabin Hall. At the highest point, Ying Ying and Pei Shiyun were also standing here.
There are thousands of lights here, no warm and concrete flames, but every blue holographic screen that lights up is a lamp. Now thousands of lights are gathered together, all the way to the farthest border.
Pei Shiyun asked, "Jingwei seems a little unstable?" He could feel Jingwei's mental strength. The sea, which used to be quiet and deep, seemed to be churning a little violently today.
Even a little boiling.
Ying Ying: “Maybe it’s celebrating the New Year just like the Academy of Sciences.” Artificial intelligence also has holidays.
The two looked far away again. Ying Ying suddenly said, "If I die, I don't want to be buried in the Black Tower. I want to be buried there—" She pointed to a place on the border where she could stay far away and look back at this place.
Pei Shiyun: "Then I'll let them take my ashes with them."
Ying Ying looked at him.
Pei Shiyun: "Sprinkle beside you and continue to assist you."
Is it that serious? I will think about it in this life and in the next. Ying Ying wanted to laugh, but the wind blew up their cloaks, hair, and perhaps even their epaulettes and the golden tassels under them.
She suddenly thought again: "It's been fifteen years, right?" It seemed like they had played together in the league for a lifetime. Pei Shiyun could see the peaceful candlelight below just like her.
It spread out and became a star map on the nebula. The universe was still deep and quiet. But at least their universe was solid and stable.
The wind blew away Pei Shiyun's voice: "Well. It hasn't been paid for fifteen years, I should charge more interest."
Ying Ying smiled: "You know it's you who will win?"
Pei Shiyun looked at her steadily: "Someone should pay the interest, right?" No matter whether she owed him or he owed her.
Ying Ying laughed in silence. But in the red shreds of paper scattered all over the nebula. Under the warm silver moonlight. Even the light was like smooth and continuous silk, which was gently pulled and had a few ripples.
They are at the top of the nebula.
Ying Ying reached out and paid the bet for the kiss. In the process, she looked down at him and saw that Marshal Pei's deep pupils, which were decisive and perceptive, were trembling and blurred by the starlight.
Ying Ying's breath was hot: "How much interest do you want?"
Pei Shiyun held her hand and said hoarsely: "It depends on what Marshal Ying Ying thinks his chance of winning is." She was invincible and achieved the stability and peace of the nebula, and she pretended not to know and deliberately tortured him for many days and months.
There is no way he doesn't want the interest.
He is the interest. Debt paid. No refund.
The wind and the moon howled, passing over the cold edges of the science and technology building, the colorful glass curtain walls, the stable and spacious suspended cabin hall, and turned into the bustling suspended corridor full of people.
Blurry smiling faces flashed by, a child being lifted up shouted "big airship, big airship", a researcher took off his white coat and returned home, and the maintenance technician in the mecha repair room boasted to his teammates.
Passing through the rebel zone, the environment has been improved. Passing through the front line, which was once raging with gunfire and is now quiet. Passing through the neat array of troops stationed on New Year's Eve, not for battle but for protection.
It passed by the unstable Jingwei. It passed by the information exchange that was like a web. It passed by the huge nebula that divided the military domain into four parts. Then, it escaped into the mysterious void of the universe.
Today is just an ordinary day.
It is the day when a star completes one orbit with its living stars. It is the superposition of countless pasts. But it is also a commemoration. It is happiness.
The last gift Sheng Shu picked was a useless and even a little old peach charm. The seller said it was an antique. In the past, humans liked to spend the New Year like this.
Sheng Shu didn't care. Now the peach charm is still hanging in the rest cabin of the command ship. But the color has not faded. Zhou Xingjian looked for it, but couldn't find the same one.
It is indeed an antique, buried in the past and irreplaceable.
But it is still a new day.
Although it is not the Chinese New Year now, Chu Zhao does not know whether the nebula where multiple planets merged will celebrate the Chinese New Year, but:
【Happy New Year. 】
Ying Pei and Wei Heng have both officially announced their relationship, and the CP of Jiang Shen has also made gratifying progress. Shu Xing is still be. Whoever doesn't say that he is a CP fan after watching this can be considered as celebrating the New Year?
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