Chapter 12
Jin Yi, who was just pushing the door open to enter the room, suddenly paused. Chen Xi, who was unusually not immersed in the virtual world, noticed this and looked at him curiously, asking, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Jin Yi closed the door, regaining his composure. It's just that the number of reports he received in that one go exceeded the total number received in his hundreds of years in office.
Seeing Jin Yi's calm demeanor, Chen Xi assumed that nothing was wrong. Upon seeing Jin Yi arrive, Chen Xi, who had been puzzled by the situation on the StarNet, immediately waved to Jin Yi, beckoning him to come over.
After the tall figure walked up to her, Chen Xi held up her two-in-one tablet and asked him in confusion, "I've been looking at a lot of things lately and I've noticed something strange. All these games and artistic creations are at least eight thousand years old. I used to think they were all created by humans, but when I looked at the authors, I found that many of them were created by you. But how come you haven't created anything for thousands of years?"
Jin Yi glanced at the tablet in Chen Xi's hand with his light golden eyes, then replied, "The machine race itself isn't interested in these things. They created those works to serve humanity. After humanity disappeared, naturally no new works were created." After saying this, Jin Yi paused, because he suddenly remembered that after humanity's extinction, the machine race didn't actually stop creating works. There was a specific category of works that the machine race continued to create, and quite a few machine races watched them. However, because the subject matter of that category was too special, he looked at Chen Xi's fluffy little head and didn't say anything.
After hearing Jin Yi's answer, Chen Xi sighed, "Oh, that's how it is. What a pity."
Chenxi's sigh was genuine. He noticed this by chance while flipping through a collection of poems today. He came across a poem he really liked, so he wanted to find other works by the author to read. But when he saw the author's name, he realized something was wrong, because it was noted after the author's name that the author was not human.
After taking this matter to heart, he went to check other poetry collections and found that in the future world, the authors of poems were almost equal to human authors and AI authors. Then, when he expanded this scope to game artwork, he found that it was the same everywhere. Even a game that he had been particularly enjoying playing a few days ago was created by AI.
Chenxi wasn't surprised at all that AI could create so many works. After all, they were super brains, and their learning speed and scope were many times greater than that of humans. Coupled with their self-awareness and emotions, creating works of high artistic achievement was incredibly easy for them.
So he was simply puzzled as to why, despite having such an innate advantage, no works had been produced for thousands of years. You know, that kind of innate advantage is something that humans would envy to death. After all, it's easy to imagine that a supercomputer could learn for a short period of time and achieve artistic accomplishments that would reach the level of a human master.
Seeing Chen Xi's regretful expression, Jin Yi smiled and said, "Don't feel sorry, because that was in the past. Now that you're here, I believe they will continue to create new works for you."
Chen Xi smiled shyly at Jin Yi's words, but overall he was still very happy. This meant that he not only had a vast treasure trove of entertainment left by humans in the past, but also that the machine race would continuously provide him with entertainment. He felt that he could be happy forever.
After laughing for a while, Chenxi suddenly thought of something and picked up a piece of paper to show Jin Yi.
That was the "paper" he had specially asked Jin Yi for. However, unlike traditional paper, it was not made of plant fibers, but a new type of synthetic material from the future. And now, there were already words written on it.
Jin Yi looked at the paper Chen Xi had shown him. After reading it, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He said, "Did you make this?"
"Hmm." Chenxi nodded, then added, "It's not very well written. I just saw a poem I really liked today and couldn't resist writing it."
Jin Yi stared intently at the lines of beautiful poetry and said earnestly, "No, it's very well written."
Although the words and sentences still showed signs of immaturity, considering Chen Xi's age, they were already very well written, especially since Chen Xi's handwriting was also very beautiful, which is very rare among teenagers.
Historical records describe humans as emotionally sensitive and romantic beings, and this is the first time Jin Yi has felt that kind of romance in Chen Xi.
This feeling... is very peculiar.
When Chenxi saw Jin Yi praise his writing, he couldn't help but smile. In fact, the reason why Chenxi could write poetry, a skill that seemed a bit ancient in his time, was thanks to his physical condition.
Because of his physical condition, he couldn't do many things. The hobbies his parents cultivated for him were all very relaxing and enriching, with reading literature and practicing calligraphy being the main ones.
Of course, Chen Xi had always felt indifferent about these things before, and he couldn't say he was passionate about them or put in any hard work. What really made him enthusiastic about them was his youth on campus.
When teenagers gather together every day, their youthful hormones inevitably stir. Even though most of them are still clueless and don't have a deep understanding of relationships, their instincts will still drive them to make certain efforts.
The thing that teenagers in their rebellious phase love to do most is to secretly slip love letters into the desk of their crush.
Even boys who usually have terrible handwriting will try their best to write neatly and legibly at this time.
Of course, if you're at a higher level and can create a love poem to confess your feelings, you'll be worshipped by everyone.
Wow, this guy is something else! I can't afford to mess with him.
Chen Xi, who had been nurtured by his parents from a young age to cultivate his hobbies and refine his character, had a natural advantage at this time. More importantly, influenced by the youthful hormones around him, he also developed a vague affection for a girl in his class.
Having found a girl he liked, Chenxi naturally put in a tremendous amount of effort into the skills he already possessed. However, even though he composed poem after poem to express his feelings, and even though his handwriting was exceptionally beautiful among his peers, practically unmatched by anyone else in the school, he never sent out a single poem to express his love.
It wasn't because he was shy, nor because he lacked courage, but because he knew he had no future.
What right does someone who has been told by doctors that they won't live past adulthood have to confess their feelings?
Even if the girl he likes accepts him, he can't make a pact with her like other classmates, to start dating together when they get to college.
In the end, it only adds to the sadness of one person.
Therefore, Chenxi could write poetry, but he always kept his poems to himself and never gave them away.
Chenxi stared blankly at the poems she had written today.
However, the situation is different now.
The melancholy that had been in Chenxi's eyes gradually disappeared. Yes, things were different now.
Chen Xi raised her head, smiled at the person in front of her, and said, "Jin Yi, this poem is for you."
As she spoke, Chenxi raised her hand and folded the paper with the poem written on it.
The paper in his hand was unlike any he had ever used before. This paper of the future far surpassed traditional paper in both writing experience and tactile feel. Even the feeling of folding it was incredibly satisfying. Chen Xi praised it inwardly as he stuffed the folded paper with the poem written on it into Jin Yi's hand.
Jin Yi was initially nervous because of Chen Xi's sudden low mood and was thinking about how to resolve it.
In the blink of an eye, he noticed that Chen Xi's gloom had disappeared, and she had even given him something. He was completely stunned, looking at the stack of poems written by Chen Xi in his hand, and asked somewhat blankly, "For me?"
"Mm." Chenxi nodded, then thought for a moment and added, "This is the first time I've given someone a poem I wrote, so please keep it safe."
Yes, everything is different now. His body is perfectly healthy, and his lifespan is no longer short. He can give his poems to whomever he wants without any worries.
However, Jin Yi was unaware of Chen Xi's emotional journey at this moment. Upon suddenly receiving a poem, he was filled with a special feeling.
Because he knew that people always cherish their own creations and would not give them away casually.
Now, Chenxi gave him the poem she had written and told him that this was the first time she had given a poem to someone else.
So, is he a special person in Chen Xi's heart?
At this moment, even Jin Yi's true form, which was far away at the boundary between the inner and outer universes, couldn't help but change its sitting posture.
Finally, Jin Yi put away the poem and said earnestly to Chen Xi, "I will keep it safe."
Because of a strange feeling, Jin Yi didn't stay in Chen Xi's room for long today. After Chen Xi immersed herself in the virtual world again, he checked that there was nothing he needed to do and then left. However, after closing the door, he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch a spot on his body, and then a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
The starship was approaching its destination at a steady speed, but Earth was too far away from the wormhole leading to outer space, so there was still a long journey ahead.
Chenxi, however, was so engrossed in various forms of entertainment that she didn't even notice how much time was passing.
In short, I am happy every day.
However, spending too much time in the virtual world and exploring it more deeply led Chenxi to an unexpected discovery, which was something that Jin Yi hadn't told Chenxi before for some reason.
The discovery was that Chenxi found works created after the Gregorian calendar in the film and television category. These works were evenly distributed over the past eight thousand years, and some were even created just one or two years ago. Moreover, they had high ratings and a lot of viewers.
Chenxi was incredibly curious. After all, the games and movies left behind by humans never had any opening rate or viewership. So what magic did these works possess that allowed the machine race after the new calendar to persist in creating them and attract so many viewers?
After curiously trying to watch part of it, Chenxi found herself opening the door to a new world, and then remained in a daze for a long time.
Actually, those TV dramas and movies weren't particularly outlandish in terms of subject matter, and the plots and tropes were even a bit corny. But as a human being, Chen Xi felt a mix of emotions when watching them, a complex and indescribable feeling.
Because the plots in those works, when combined, all follow the same formula.
For example, due to spacetime turbulence, a human travels through thousands or tens of thousands of years and arrives in the new era, where they are picked up by a machine race.
This machine race takes good care of humans, helps them get to know the world, and tries their best to be kind to them. As they spend time together, a deep affection develops between the human and the machine race that found them.
Then, at this point, the turning point came. The truth about the humans could no longer be hidden, and the news spread rapidly. The upper echelons of the machine race quickly took action. The ordinary machine race member could no longer stay with the human. The human was taken away and carefully cared for by specialized machine race members.
The ordinary machines, forcibly separated from humans, were heartbroken, while humans were also depressed because they had lost the machines they had grown attached to. In the end, because humans were becoming increasingly unhappy, the machines had no choice but to find the machine that had initially picked up the humans and let him reunite with them.
From then on, everything was a happy ending. The ordinary machine race was able to be with humans every day again, and humans were no longer unhappy. They lived happily ever after in this era.
And this is the only film and television work that the machine race is happy to create and loves to watch thousands of years after humanity's extinction.
It's also worth mentioning that in every show of this genre, a super villain appears in the middle to later parts of the series, and that villain is the machine race's mastermind at that time.
As Chen Xi looked at the main character who appeared in every drama and was portrayed as someone so hateful that it made people grit their teeth, her feelings became even more complicated.
At the same time, for the first time, I gained a subtle understanding of the image of the mainframe in the minds of most machine races.
However, after considering the complexities, Chenxi changed her perspective and realized that TV dramas are indeed just TV dramas; the chances of them happening in real life are extremely low.
Because when he first woke up, the first person he saw was Jin Yi.
After that, Jin Yi was the one who stayed by his side the most and spent the most time with him.
Therefore, it's almost impossible for a human who comes to this era to be picked up by an ordinary machine race and live together for a long time to develop feelings for them.
Chen Xi was so deeply moved by these works that she didn't recover for a long time, and was even a little out of sorts when she saw Jin Yi again.
"What's wrong?" Jin Yi asked him suspiciously, noticing that something was off about him.
Chen Xi raised her face and looked at the handsome face of Jin, the mastermind and villain Yi. After a long while, she shook her head and said, "I'm fine."
Because of some strange dilemma, Chen Xi didn't tell Jin Yi that he had discovered the works that the machine race still loved to create after the new calendar, well, that was to save face for Jin Yi.
Jin Yi came to see Chen Xi today for a reason. He told Chen Xi that the team he had mentioned before, which could improve Chen Xi's quality of life, had arrived.
Chen Xi was taken aback when he heard this, because he felt that his quality of life was already very high. He had long forgotten the words that Jin Yi had only said once before. He didn't expect that someone would actually come.
Although Chenxi was already extremely satisfied with her life and felt there was nothing to improve, she still met with the robot race members, who had traveled a long way to get here, at Jinyi's arrangement.
But as soon as Chenxi met those machine races, he couldn't help but stare at them. The reason was simple: Chenxi noticed that the eyes of those machine races were different from all the ones he had ever seen. They were not Jin Yi's gold, nor the dark red of other machine races, but an orange-red. Although they were also red, the difference was immediately apparent.
Chenxi was astonished, because he had always thought that the machine race only had two eye colors.
Although their eye colors were different, these machines still had the same tall stature, exquisite features, and gaze that Chen Xi was familiar with the moment he appeared.
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