Chapter 63 Human Interpretation Diary: Human Enslavement of Humans 2 “Green vegetables…
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"I still need to find the diary." I said to Yue Ling.
I didn't dare look her in the eye because of what I had done, because of what I had just said to her. I felt like I must have hurt her, but I couldn't find any wounds.
Yue Ling took a deep breath, clenched her fists, then unclenched them. Her voice was soft, as if she were speaking to me from beyond the sky: "Blank, you should have read the letter that Chen Shu received, right?"
"Yeah." I nodded.
"Chen Shu trusts that person very much, so if all this is true, we'd better help her."
Yue Ling took out a bracelet from her waist bag and handed it to me.
"Then, take this to Chen Shu for me."
"Just think of it as a graduation gift." Yue Ling smiled playfully.
The slightly reddish corners of her eyes are exactly what she looks like. She is like a superstar on the stage, her white hair sways with the waves, and her colorful clothes make her look even more passionate.
A faint fragrance came from the bracelet, and I took it subconsciously.
"If we meet again, I will beat you up." Yue Ling turned and left.
"Didn't we agree to help you with the renovation?" I was confused.
How can I not see it?
I am here, Yue Ling is here, the world is so small, how could someone get lost?
"Ah, yes, yes, please don't cry when the time comes."
Yue Ling is gone, but the voice remains.
I was furious and wanted to fight back, but I couldn't.
I had no choice but to get back on the right track and start walking towards Xiaowu.
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"Xiao Wu!" I saw the thin boy among the ruins, and was afraid that he would go far away, so I shouted loudly.
Xiaowu may not have heard me and ignored me at first.
"Xiao Wu?" I walked over, found a big rock that I liked, jumped on it, and stared at him from top to bottom.
"Half an hour."
His voice was as cold as ever, and his movements didn't slow down at all because of my sudden appearance: "What are you doing here?"
I looked at my watch, 17:01.
"Yue Ling told me that today is your day off." I raised my eyebrows, but failed.
"But I can go wherever I want, right? Xiaowu, you're such a big shot."
"Oh." Xiaowu stopped paying attention to me when he heard what I said.
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I wandered around the ruins casually as if this was my home.
Well, this is my home.
In fact, I was not a robot when I was a child. I just donated my human body as an adult to experiment whether humans can merge with robots.
My home is located in the ruins of No. 197.
It is very big and very small.
It’s so big that I’m afraid of ghosts even if I live alone, and it’s so small that it can’t even accommodate the bodies of my closest family members.
I still remember that my parents loved me very much and they always bought me delicious candies.
But I didn't expect that the candy would also change its taste.
The bitter candies that were hard to swallow eventually turned into ashes in the war, leaving me with no hope of survival.
I often wonder, if it weren't for me, if I hadn't told those things to outsiders, this war would not have happened.
What aliens, what invasion...
It's clear that humans are falling apart for profit, it's clear that they are fighting for territory, it's clear that they are killing each other for power!!!
I've also seen people who had to kill in order to survive.
But are they, are they guilty too?
They exchanged thousands of other unrelated lives for their own worthless and dirty hearts and brains.
They shouldn't die, but they shouldn't live either.
Later I learned that most of them weren't actually human at all. They were robots, robots without brains or hearts.
So why do they do that?
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know ahh ...
In my eyes, robots look exactly like humans, behave exactly like humans, and even their voices and emotions are exactly the same!
So why aren't robots human?
So can a robot become human?
So why are robots inferior to humans?
...I kept asking myself.
No no no!
I am a human and I want to be a robot, is this possible?!
This is the question I should ask because I am a human, not a robot.
Look, I cleared myself of all charges in just a few words.
In fact, robots are humans and humans are robots. There is no difference between them.
So I ask you, can humans enslave humans?
If your answer is "yes", then congratulations, you will receive a "Human Experience Voucher"!
If your answer is "no", then unfortunately, you will embark on a road to hell from which there is no turning back.
Unless the person who travels with you takes away your head and your lifeless heart, you will never be free!
Die with me Die with me Kill me Kill me Kill me Die with me Die with me Die with me Kill me Kill me Kill me Die with me Die with me Die with me Kill me Kill me Kill me Die with me Die with me Die with me Kill me Kill me Kill me Die with me Die with me Die with me Kill me Kill me Kill me Die with me Die with me
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"Hahaha……"
I suddenly pulled off the small flower bracelet on my wrist, and only then was I able to break free from that somewhat crazy "world".
That "world" does not belong to me.
Because I have been a robot since birth, purebred, and have no ulterior motives, so how could such a rebellious idea possibly appear in my mind?
Although I don’t have a deep understanding of the issue of “whether human slaves enslave humans”, the fact that it was mentioned twice in such a short day inevitably shifted my thinking ability to the issue.
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"Xiaowu." I walked back to Xiaowu, patted his shoulder and called out.
Xiaowu is much shorter than me, but also much taller than the child picked up by Lao Yang - about 1 or 2 centimeters.
So I looked down at him, trying to decipher something from his expression.
"Is there something?" Xiao Wu turned around and glanced at me quickly.
That horrible "world" suddenly appeared before me again, with a bloody smell in the air.
As soon as I took a breath, I choked and started coughing.
"Cough cough cough cough..." I covered my throat and waited for a long time before I recovered.
"Xiao Wu," I decided to get straight to the point this time, "You got the letter to Chen Shu first, right?"
Xiaowu didn't answer and just nodded.
"Who gave it to you?" I asked.
"I wrote that." As soon as Xiaowu said that, I was frightened and choked again.
"Ahem, ahem, you wrote that?!"
Xiao Wu was silent for a moment, then said, "What I meant was that my counterpart wrote it after he showed up and knocked me out."
"Xiao Wu, your way of speaking has improved a lot recently." I couldn't help but sneer at the boy's heavy breathing, misunderstood, "It seems that I have to admit defeat."
Xiaowu ignored my sarcasm and continued telling the story.
"That counterpart was wearing a very weird outfit, had a nut head, and was shedding shavings."
"He said he was looking for someone, and as long as it was the ones in the portrait, I would give the letter to them."
"And I can't read it in advance, nor can I tell others about his existence unless the recipient mentions it first."
After Xiaowu finished speaking, he lowered his head indifferently and continued digging.
Then I understood.
No wonder Xiaowu suddenly found Chen Shu, whom he had never met before, no wonder Xiaowu's whereabouts were so strange during that period, and no wonder Chen Shu became good friends with Xiaowu after reading the letter!
"But why does your counterpart look like that?" I asked, "and he also knows Chen Shu."
“…”
"Well, why aren't you talking?"
"If Chen Shu is willing to tell you, you will naturally know." Xiao Wu remained indifferent, "I can't be a traitor. This goes against my-"
"Xiao Wu, you are not human now, right?"
I stepped forward and grabbed his collar, but the touch of the dust on it made me feel irritated.
I looked into his eyes, but he looked away.
Sure enough, the "world" I saw before was Xiaowu's past!
"You don't need to know this." Xiaowu replied.
I scoffed, "Who do you want to know?"
"Xiao Wu, I saved you and gave you your name. Am I not your adopted parent?!"
“Not really!!!”
In response to my expressionless questioning, Xiao Wu roared, his voice almost piercing my ears and rushing straight to my "eardrum".
It seemed like something was flowing out of my "ears", dripping onto the ground, and getting stained with the dust that I hate the most.
But just this one sentence seemed to have consumed all of Xiaowu's energy.
As far as I know, he hadn't eaten for several days, and he just fainted on the ground with his teeth gritted.
I didn't help him up because I knew that I could no longer save this young man who was already deeply trapped in "slavery".
His family was broken up by the war, and his life was also in shambles because of the war.
So he will use all his strength to overthrow the superior!
……Then what?
I have no idea.
Maybe he will become the new superior, maybe he will create a new home of equality and peace, maybe he will die here, die in my hands, die on this bloody land.
"Shi Wu, you successfully took the organization away from me."
I spoke in a voice that could be heard at noon.
"I won't interfere with you anymore. I will stay away."
"Good luck, Shiwu."
"Wish me a bon voyage, Shiban."
I don't love this organization that I formed, so if someone wants it, I'll give it away.
Rather than giving you privileges, Shiwu, I hope you understand.
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I plan to find Chen Shu. I want to know what is in the letter.
Leave the ruins.
Sit on the pipe.
Arrive at destination.
It all happened so quickly that I didn't even have time to react before I arrived at Platform 001, Area 1.
"She still lives here," I sighed. "Is it really true that there's no way we can win her back?"
The "she" here refers to Chen Shu, the girl who always likes to hurt herself with sharp objects.
The "we" here refers to Chen Shu's friends, that group of fools who think they are warm but always hurt Chen Shu.
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“Ding-ling-ling——”
I rang the doorbell.
There was no response, but it was lively enough in there that I wasn't worried.
They should be celebrating the festival that humans celebrate, the "Spring Festival", which belongs to humans, not to a robot like me.
A piece of red paper was ostentatiously posted at the door with the words "Green vegetables, radishes, brown rice, and a clay pot of Tianshui chrysanthemum tea" written on it, which seemed to represent something.
It’s just that I don’t quite understand it.
I turned around feeling somewhat lonely.
But the door behind him opened.
"Xiaoban?" The girl's gentle voice sounded, but I didn't turn around. "Happy Chinese New Year!"
"...Chen, Chen Shu, happy Chinese New Year." I said.
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