Luo Binhan did not listen to the entire conversation. He was asked out by Farke about halfway through the conversation. That was because the part he was supposed to observe had ended, or the risk of conflict between the two arguers was too high for him to make a judgment. In fact, he didn't even listen to the part he attended. When he walked out of the private room and drifted to the end of the auditorium like a ghost, Eden and the actors had disappeared. Only the members of the Silence were still waiting. Yaleriga crossed her legs and stretched them straight on the aisle, as leisurely as if she was taking a beach bath. Zhou Ba stood by his legs and looked up at her, and she also looked at Zhou Ba's new look. Luo Binhan deliberately styled his blond hair to resemble Yaleriga's, making them look like a mother and daughter at this moment.
No one can deny how cute this picture is, but as a contributor, Luo Binhan has no intention of enjoying it. He approached the auditorium gloomily, without saying a word from beginning to end. Even Momolo's warm greetings did not dispel the danger around him. Finally, he sat down next to Yaleriga and stared directly at the stage covered by a thick curtain.
"I just heard that the young master has a sister." He asked intently, "Have you known about it for a long time?"
"The captain mentioned it once," Yaleriga said.
"So how is his relationship with his sister?"
"They rarely see each other. The captain has been living in his mother's former residence."
Luo Binhan didn't say any more, and didn't ask Jing Huang how much he was willing to do for his blood relative who he rarely met. He did not forget Fake's reminder and would never mention the disappearance of the ruler of the Juhui Kingdom in a place without the protection of magic and dreams. But he suspected that Yaleriga had already guessed it, after all, she knew Jing Huang so well.
He knew that there must have been many more stories between her and Jing Huang that he had never known and could not even imagine. Next to him stood a secret that might be earth-shattering in the eyes of others, a wishing machine with a bell to prevent it from being lost. When he didn't see Yaleriga, he wanted to ask everything clearly. However, now that she was sitting next to him, within reach at any time, he found that he didn't really want to get to the bottom of it. . There seemed to be something hidden in Yaleriga's expression about the mountain lake he once rowed to in his childhood, which was always beautiful when he recalled it without knowing anything.
If Jing Huang hid something from him, he couldn't help but wonder, would Yaleriga be the insider?
"What is self-termination?" he asked nonchalantly.
"Akin to suicide."
Luo Binhan loosened his fingers on the armrest. He looked at Yaleriga with a little surprise: "Similar?"
"Each member of Wuyuan is the result of design." Yaleriga said, "When they were born, they had a mission...that would be adjusted based on subsequent learning and testing, but in general they must be put into use, As long as they are not completely eliminated. Aging and disease will rarely hinder them, and each one can operate for a long time. During that process, their thoughts and emotional states are monitored by the base system to prevent them from developing tendencies that are detrimental to the base. sex."
"Like the Death Order faction?"
"That's part of it."
"That's part of killing others." Luo Binhan concluded for her, "So what's the danger of killing yourself? Social atmosphere?"
"That's a waste of resources."
Luo Binhan didn't smile. He waited patiently for Yaleriga to continue speaking and explain why she was making such a weird joke. Yaleriga glanced at him sideways, but she didn't smile either.
"Each member spends a lot of resources and time before being put into use." She said, "The suitability of the micron, the uniqueness of the blueprint, and the coordination of the position. If a member is deemed by the base to be no longer suitable for any position, he His authority will be revoked, his particles will be deprived, and his brain will be sealed. That is a 'forced termination'."
"But that's not being killed?"
"They don't have the death penalty."
Luo Binhan shrugged. He didn't know if that was really praiseworthy. "Then I guess," he continued, "'self-termination' means that you think you are not suitable for any position, and you actively want to throw away all your work and resources, and then seal your head in a can?"
"That's one. The base will have an easier time getting through that request."
"The other one?"
"Destroy the brain. That means the base will lose a unique specimen forever."
"So there's no need to discuss it? Just because a computer thinks you can't die?"
"When a self-termination application is first submitted, all base members will participate in voting, evaluate the importance of the applicant, and decide whether to accept the loss of the applicant being destroyed. If more than half of the members object, the base will take over all the action authority of the applicant , carry out psychological intervention and treatment until the applicant’s intention to self-terminate disappears.”
Luo Binhan nodded and said, "This is really thorough humanistic care."
Yaleriga didn't smile. He had no choice but to turn around and seek support from Momolo. He saw the Yongguang tribe standing across the aisle, looking at him silently and pityingly, even the baby in his arms was silent.
He became irritated and plucked the hair stuck to his face with his hands.
"What the hell," he said, "What is this? That cat never showed me this...Fake too? Why bother applying? What happens if they don't? Hang the suicide all over again ?I didn't say that was a good idea, or don't worry about the suicide rate or anything... They, no, the base, locked him up in a training center? He can still work and function normally, right? Just don't think about self-termination. Don't stop and delay your work. More than half of the people voted like this? And then they just fell into this?"
He spoke in annoyance and confusion, unable even to explain himself. Too many things were confusing his mind, and the dream of Monkey Island amid the sound of the tide resurfaced in his mind, making him feel inexplicably angry as if he had been cheated - but no one deliberately lied to him. Yareliga probably didn't lie to him about this, and the story Black Cat told him was probably true. He dreamed of the young man living with the monkey people, but then - later - what a hateful word it was.
Yaleriga stood up from her seat. She put her hands on Luo Binhan's shoulders and bent down to look down at him from above. Luo Binhan saw the graceful outline of her face, as well as the unusually bright, animal-like pupils in the shadows. When those eyes showed tenderness, they could indeed make many willingly die for her.
“You don’t have to judge them by your own opinions,” she said, without sounding like an accusation or a mocker.
"My opinion is not important." Luo Binhan agreed, "No one cares what I think, right? They are the village officials in my hometown."
"There's a lot they don't know, too."
"for example?"
"The captain's sister is in Zhenhui." Yaleriga said. Luo Binhan subconsciously looked around, but she didn't seem to mind announcing the secret to the empty audience.
"People in Wuyuan don't understand why she is there." She continued.
"Same as me." Luo Binhan replied angrily.
"You should ask the captain and let him tell you the answer."
"So what are you going to tell me? How to slap someone on the butt to make it hurt more?"
"Eighth."
It took Luo Binhan a few seconds to understand. He stared at the mate of the Silence with wide eyes, and heard her say to him: "You have to do one thing first, and then I will tell you the origin of Saturday."
"What's up?"
Yaleriga reached into the small bag at her waist and took out a small mirror. She put it on Luo Binhan's lap and said, "Reply to your mage friend. She sent many greetings."
