“And I’m in sociology, and I’m also a businessman, and everything I do is just for my goal.”
"Starting a family won't help me achieve my goals; it might even become an obstacle. At this point, I have no reason to do it."
Sister Wu was stunned by what she heard. After a moment, she found a breakthrough point among the text and asked, "Obstacle? How can love and marriage be an obstacle?"
Ling Yue pondered for a moment, then pursed her lips. "Human emotions arise primarily in the limbic system, controlled by a substance called dopamine in the brainstem."
"If I fall in love, it must be because I like that person, and my liking for that person will cause me to secrete a large amount of this substance, which will cause physiological reactions such as increased heart rate, confused eyes, and an excited brain."
"As a researcher, I need to keep a clear head at all times. Scientific research is rigorous, and even the smallest mistake cannot happen."
“Why would I spend my time and energy on something that doesn’t further my goals?”
Xiangzhong: ...
Sister Wu: ...
That being said, I still feel like something is wrong.
After a moment of silence, he still didn't want to miss this opportunity. According to Ling Yue's personality, once that computer arrived, she probably wouldn't even leave the room, and it was unknown when she would come over next time.
Sister Wu then spoke: "The purpose of falling in love is to find happiness. Think about it, when you're old, you'll be alone everywhere. Wouldn't that make you feel depressed?"
Ling Yue smiled and said, "No, I usually don't move much and don't like traveling. Besides, I don't think it's worth spending forty years of my life in exchange for ten or twenty years of companionship."
Sister Wu looked at Xiangzhong helplessly.
This attitude means the mission cannot be accomplished.
But it’s okay this way. Ling Yue likes freedom and research, so just do your own thing and we can deal with the future later.
Xiangzhong shook his head with amusement. He also felt that this matter was not urgent, but he still asked so that he could give an explanation to Zirun and Zilin when the time comes.
The topic dropped, and Xiangzhong asked, "Little girl, have you thought about your future goals?"
Ling Yue smiled and replied, "Yeah, I've thought about it."
But finding a man was not in her plan.
If I really get old, there are so many orphans in this world and this country. Wouldn’t it be nice to set up a nursing home or adopt one or two children and become a mother without any pain?
"By the way, Lingyue also bought you some clothes. Go try them on."
Ling Yue is a talented person. This can kill the conversation. She should find something to do quickly to avoid the embarrassment of facing each other.
"Okay, let's go change and try." The two stood up and said, "Girl, have a good rest and don't stay up late."
After giving some instructions, the two of them went back to the room.
The moonlight is very beautiful tonight, and you can see a sky full of stars when you look up.
Unfortunately, the land is still filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Ling Yue sighed and went back to her room. She got up early this morning, so she naturally felt sleepy early as well.
However, Ling Yue's sigh made Number 7 ask softly: [Maker, are you upset?]
Ling Yue was stunned: "Why am I upset?"
[Um... Judging from the information on the interstellar network, anyone who is pressured into marriage often feels irritable and anxious. If 007 saw correctly, it seems you are being pressured into marriage.]
Then go to the interstellar network and read posts like "Question: What is it like to be urged to get married by gossipy women?" and "The benefits of going home or not going home" etc. The descriptions on the posts are exactly the same, but basically the same.
Ling Yue didn't know what Number Seven was thinking, but after thinking back on the conversation between the three of them, she realized that he was indeed trying to urge her to get married, but at least it was persuasion rather than coercion.
"I'm not upset. I told you to spend less time online, but you insisted on sneaking out to browse. What the hell are you learning now?"
"Does love and marriage have anything to do with you?"
How can a robot expect to find a partner?
She had never given No. 7 the option to set emotions, and the anthropomorphism she had shown him now was just a way of learning how to imitate the above.
"Besides, shouldn't those irritable people be thankful that they still have people to talk to them about?"
At least she never had.
After saying that, Ling Yue lay on the bed with a somewhat depressed look. According to her last experience, the computer should be in her hands tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.
But since I have to carry it back and forth like this, I have to find some time to get a light and portable one, otherwise it will be really inconvenient.
[Maker, Maker, you can make a portable microcomputer so that I can live in it.]
Ling Yue:......
She rolled her eyes. "You really want to get out of my head?"
[No, that's not the case, but maker, if you're using it yourself, it's okay if it's a bit more advanced.]
It doesn't really matter, but some materials are hard to find.
Qian Zilin had heard that the Chinese Academy of Sciences was a large and powerful organization, and that if she had any problems, she could directly ask Guo Kairuo for help. So she decided to go to the Chinese Academy of Sciences tomorrow.
Microcomputers are the first generation of projection computers. They project light from a small medium through the gathering and refraction of light, somewhat similar to a projection keyboard.
However, this is much more advanced. It does not depend on a smooth desktop or white curtain wall, etc. It can produce a focusing effect according to the environment under any circumstances.
Moreover, by binding DAN, only the bound person can see the screen in front of him, which is a good tool for cheating.
This technology was also strictly prohibited from use and production in the vast universe for a long time, until the emergence of a genetic verification library in biology, which liberated it.
The materials used to make the medium are not very scarce, but I don’t know if they have been excavated in this era.
Thinking of this, Ling Yue closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.
The next morning, Ling Yue got up early. Sister Wu had already prepared breakfast. Ling Yue grabbed two buns without hesitation.
"Sister, I have something to do. I'll leave first. You can eat slowly."
She was already familiar with this house.
Sister Wu quickly shouted, “Hey, hey, what’s wrong? You can’t even eat properly.”
Ling Yue tilted her head, took a bite of the bun, swallowed it, and then slowly said, "I'm going to the Chinese Academy of Sciences and won't be back. I'll come see you again when I have the chance."
"Okay, then be careful on the road. Here, take this with you and eat it when you get home."
As she spoke, Sister Wu took out a large bag from the kitchen and handed it to Tang Nancheng.
Ling Yue didn't refuse. She just couldn't learn it no matter how much she pushed, so it was better not to learn.
After saying goodbye to Sister Wu, the three of them walked back to the bus stop.
After waiting for a few minutes, I got on the bus. This is not a suburb, so there are still many buses.
After more than an hour, we got off the car at the gate of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. There were several big words standing in the middle, and the names of various research institutes were also on both sides of the gate, dazzling with their golden color.
"Oh my god, who is this? What a rare guest."
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