Chapter 77: Scene 35: Please take a step forward, please raise your arms and cheer...
“He Yuezhe!!!”
"And you said you weren't laughing at me!!!"
Wuming angrily shook off He Yuezhe's hand and stood there motionless.
He Yue turned around and looked at her helplessly: "Why are you so childish now?"
"Childish?!" Wuming pointed at his nose, looking incredulous.
"It was you who laughed at me first that made me act like this. Isn't this all your fault? How dare you still say that to me?!?"
"Okay, don't be angry. Today's schedule is very full. You don't want to go home late, do you?" He Yuezhe had no choice but to go over and touch her head comfortingly, and then took out a dried flower from his bag and handed it to her.
Wuming's expression changed. She took the dried flowers, glared at He Yuezhe, and walked forward.
"I don't have a home, and that's not my home."
"Wait for me."
"...I'm not waiting for you! You big bad bastard!!!"
"Why……?"
…
"You don't want to eat?"
He Yuezhe took two ice cream cones from the unmanned store, approached Wuming, who had just gotten off the carousel for the thirteenth time, and asked.
Wuming pouted, squinted his eyes and observed it carefully for a few seconds before taking it.
"What's that taste like? Pfft—" Wuming took a bite and spat it out in disgust within three seconds. "It's awful. What's wrong with you, He Yuezhe?"
He Yuezhe looked at Wuming curiously as he wiped his tongue with his sleeve, and then took a bite himself. "Hey, this is just an ordinary ice cream cone. I just drizzled a little honey on it."
"Host, I won't tell her the secret of this cilantro chili ice cream, so don't worry!"
"'Honey', what is that? Something that rich people eat?" Wuming finished speaking before he stared with his eyes wide open and covered his mouth.
"'Rich people', are we two rich?"
He Yuezhe thought again of his wallet which was already emptied out before he came to the platform, and silently shed two lines of tears in his heart.
Wuming said, "You look very poor."
"What about you?"
"Me? I'm already detached from the world, so I don't need money."
"'Beyond the mundane'...what does that mean?"
"You don't need to know."
"Ah, so boring." He Yuezhe shook his head slowly, then walked towards the roller coaster.
"I'm just a very boring person, so I suggest you don't be friends with me." Wuming laughed twice and chased after He Yuezhe.
He Yuezhe shook his head: "How can that be possible?"
"I just want to kill people under the guise of 'making friends'. If you don't want to be my friend anymore, who am I going to kill?"
"Why don't you pick something more challenging to kill, like a Qiandie or something?"
"Who is Qian Die?"
"you……!!"
"Chen Shuo told you, right? She is still here watching me."
"So what?"
"Hey, Wuming," He Yuezhe took a few steps back, standing parallel to Wuming, "It would be too fake to admit it now."
"How long do you intend to keep 'that secret' hidden?"
“…”
"You're clearly here to kill someone, so why do you need to know all this?"
"I'm happy—"
“Sizzle!!”
"Homeland Notice—Homeland Notice—"
"9:00 AM, February 19, 3915, Home Time!"
"The 'Anti-Robot and Human Interaction Organization' and the factory have officially signed an agreement. Both parties are determined to work together to protect the peace, safety, and happiness of our homeland!"
"Next, let us welcome the acting administrator of the 'Anti-Human and Robot Communication Organization' to give his remarks!"
"No way, what are they doing again?" He Yuezhe had already pulled Wuming to find a bench near the broadcasting position to sit down, but Wuming said with some dissatisfaction.
"Quiet!" A middle-aged man suddenly rushed out from the ticket office and shouted at the two of them.
He was wearing an ordinary work uniform that smelled of dirt, and the hat on his head had tilted down due to his sudden movement.
Although his stature is considered tall among humans, it does not bring with it an equally tall and imposing aura.
"Did you hear that?!" As if because neither of them responded, the man asked again.
"……Hello everyone?"
"Uh-huh."
So the three of them just stayed quietly in the shadow of the radio and listened.
"I'm Shiban, the acting administrator of the Anti-Robot-Human Interaction Organization."
"We are very honored to cooperate with the factory to build this beautiful home that belongs to us all. We will both do our best and hope that everyone will cooperate voluntarily. Thank you."
"Now that I've finished all these high-sounding words, let me tell you how this collaboration unfolded."
"As everyone knows, our homes will always be in one of the following states: freezing, warm, or hot."
"But in recent years, through observation, we have found that the current state of our homeland can no longer be summarized in two simple words."
really.
“Isn’t this quite shocking?”
"Yes, at first, our observers were also very surprised by this result."
"This also led to the confirmation of this result for two full years, and it was finally reached us on February 14, 3915."
"For a long time, the purpose of our 'Anti-Robot-Human Interaction Organization' has been just as its name suggests and has never wavered."
"Maybe people don't know the reason yet because it's confidential."
"But what I can tell you is that communication between robots and humans will cause extremely unbearable harm to the robots, but will repeatedly improve the status of humans."
"Combining this incident, which we have also confirmed for two years, with the aforementioned one, we were surprised to find that the two are actually related."
"In other words, when robots and humans communicate, the energy that bursts forth between them is directly proportional to the changes in the state of their home."
“So, one month ago.”
"The organization proposed and began to implement an operation called 'The Great Purge'."
"This action aims to help robots that have been contaminated by airborne toxins restart their toxin purification systems, while also sparking an emotional outburst between them and their employers, generating energy that can be transferred back to their homes."
"One month has passed. As of 8:00 PM on February 19, 3915, we have decontaminated a total of 301,789,019 robots plagued by toxins."
“Yes, it’s an extremely large number.”
“It shocked not only us but the factory as well.”
"The factory sent an invitation letter to the organization, and we, who were previously at odds, had a pleasant conversation."
"After that conversation, we immediately worked together to draft this agreement."
"—It belongs to the organization, the factory, everyone, and also to this home."
"In the entire great home, our home is just a tiny piece that is not worth showing to others."
"Because it's fragile and not beautiful."
"It sank to the bottom of the sea because of human warfare, but then it released gas for humans to breathe."
"It thrives because of human happiness and joy, but it also becomes cold because of human hostility."
"It will give every human a home, but it itself is always wandering."
“Yes, this is our home.”
"It's not good enough, it's not strong enough, it can't protect us!"
"But are we going to become cowards who shrink and hide because of this?!"
"...In short, I hope everyone can face their own hearts and do their part to revive their homeland."
"If you were a robot, I hope you would voluntarily cooperate with the organization members to restart the toxin purification system."
"If you are human, we hope you will voluntarily cooperate with the organization members, let go of your worries, and let your life return to normal."
"Many years ago, before humans were wrapped in plastic wrap."
"I hope to witness that kind of glory and beauty with everyone again."
"Finally, please stop staring at death with your eyes and stop listening to grief with your ears."
"Please take a step forward, please raise your arms and shout."
“——Please call upon myself! Call upon the self that exists forever!! Call upon the self that will never die!!!”
"Thank you everyone. I'm Shiban, and I'm very happy to share with you my experiences and insights from this period of time."
“Thank you all again.”
“Sizzle——”
“Beep!”
"Okay, you can say woo-woo now."
He Yuezhe was about to fall asleep leaning on Wuming's shoulder, but the middle-aged man's voice suddenly appeared, scaring her so much that she accidentally bumped her chin against Wuming's.
"Hiss..." Wuming felt pain.
Before Wuming could react, He Yuezhe had already quickly fled the scene.
She sat obediently at the end of the bench, looking as if it had nothing to do with her.
"Hey, little girl, do you still remember me?" The middle-aged man approached Wuming, who was covering his chin and glaring at He Yuezhe fiercely, and asked.
The unpleasant smell of cigarettes and alcohol on him made Wuming subconsciously cover his nose.
Fortunately, He Yuezhe could barely accept the smell, otherwise she would probably have to cut the man into pieces and wash him again like she did last time.
"It smells terrible." Wuming said.
"Hmm?" The middle-aged man raised his hand and smelled it. "No smell."
"Of course you can't smell it." Wuming said.
"Why?" the man asked.
"Don't you call yourself a robot? How can a robot have a sense of smell?" Wuming said.
"You remember me!" said the man.
"Only a big fool like you would buy perfume that smells like cigarettes, alcohol, etc." Wuming said.
"I'm not stupid, am I?" the man said.
"That's pretty stupid." Wuming said.
"It's a signature feature, so we have to keep it," the man said.
"That's not how you keep it." Wuming said.
"Oh. Okay. I'll improve next time." said the man.
"Yeah." Wuming said.
"Well," He Yuezhe saw that the two of them had stopped talking, so he carefully tugged at Wuming's sleeve, "I have some questions I want to ask you."
"Boss Li, you..."
"Then I'll be leaving first!"
The middle-aged man, Boss Li, who was in disguise but of no practical use, said this and slipped away with his coat in hand.
…
Watch him go away.
The nameless voice sounded again.
"Well, go ahead." Wuming raised his chin.
"Our home is getting better. Is that also due to Chen Shuo's efforts?" He Yuezhe asked.
"Well, of course," Wuming answered quickly, with a barely perceptible smile on the corner of her mouth, "Because you are here."
"She didn't want to take you to hell with her, so she chose to make the world a better place."
"'Because I'm here'? But doesn't the statement mean..."
"You really believe it? I just made it up based on the story the statement told me—"
He Yuezhe covered Wuming's mouth.
"I can only believe it."
"Sorry, please stop."
He Yuezhe curled up the corners of his mouth helplessly, and then it turned into a malicious smile.
"Otherwise I'll cut off your tongue and make it into feed for fishing here."
"...Hmm! It's really interesting to think about it."
He Yuezhe could feel that the corners of Wuming's mouth were twitching slightly.
A muffled voice came from beneath the mechanical arm: "As punishment for your rude words, riding three roller coasters with me is not too much, right?"
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