Until he stepped into the cabin door of the Silence again, Luo Binhan never expressed any clear thoughts on Jing Huang's question. During that period, Momolo talked to him a lot, and enthusiastically expressed his willingness to go to Lihai City for sightseeing and study. Luo Binhan responded vaguely, frequently noticing Jing Huang's sharp gaze directed at him.
He pretended not to notice and asked, "Where are those two people?"
"What are you discussing with that old bastard who wants to pay bills every day?"
"What did you talk about after I left?"
Jing Huang turned his face away stiffly. This question is obviously beyond the scope of the answer. Luo Binhan didn't feel disappointed either, but he had to admit that he made the atmosphere a bit tense. As compensation, he caught Zhou Ba walking beside her and began to give her serious safety education.
"You're not allowed to scratch the doll's heads, you know?" He warned her, "How do you know those heads won't bite you? If you scratch them, the golden retriever will have to pay for it? Do you have money to pay for it?"
Zhou Zhi stretched out his hand and said: "Hug."
"Not even a hug."
"Jingjing."
That is not a sincere and regretful statement. However, Luo Binhan decided to treat her tolerantly. He patted her head: "At least you know who to ask for money from."
Jing Huang gave them a pitiful look. Never meant well, but ended up saying nothing.
Luo Binhan suspected that he was just suppressing it temporarily, waiting for the next legitimate and reasonable time to vent. However, their journey back went smoothly, without any golden guardian, robot, lizard demon or alien girl appearing. Considering the grand occasion when they arrived, Luo Binhan thought that it was obviously Fa Ke or the compensation that played a role. He even thought that maybe Farke had prepaid part of the money before they arrived, allowing them to rush into Eden's eyes lively but easily. But now he has a new suspicion: If Wuyuan is a place that can truly prohibit its members from committing suicide, and the reason is to prevent the waste of resources, does that mean that it will not admit that a god has a relationship with its members? blood relation? Will it approve the fee request? It is true that he also used his mobile phone to transfer money to make up for the losses caused by beating someone in a nightclub for his cousin, but he never let his violent uncle know about it. But shouldn't a super-civilized supercomputer have some more advanced control methods? Supervise every dangerous idea that attempts to cause it resource loss? Or what? What reasons are there to convince it that paying the money is worth it?
He pondered this question until he stepped into an unrecognizable bridge room. The entire space turned white, and river-like clouds flowed beneath my feet. All the chairs are suspended like cocoons, and the tables are formed like pillars of ice emerging from the ground. Luo Binhan, who was planning to enjoy the spiritual harbor, pulled out his gun on the spot and almost shot at ∈ who was covered in darkness.
"You are back." ∈ cried and said, "Our bridge room is like this to commemorate a friend of mine. The best Versailles in the world passed away today."
"Who is Versailles?"
"The best potted Cordyceps plant in our greenhouse! It once broke the fastest growing record on this boat!"
"Bullshit." Luo Binhan said, "You control the greenhouse. If any plant dies, you killed it. I will arrest you as an anti-potted plant element now."
"No, no, no, I am innocent, innocent! After you left, this ship became an ether ship, understand? I was shut down, packed and sealed in a small broken box. During this period, the plants in the greenhouse will They were forced to ripen, collect the fruits and seal them. This order was not given by me, it was that woman who killed Versai. She is the anti-bonsai element! I want to expose her biggest secret!"
Luo Binhan agreed with him and encouraged him to detail Yaleriga's crimes; at the same time, he secretly planned to go to Yaleriga to inform him and expose the anti-ship vice elements lurking on the ship in exchange for a story about the origin of Wednesday. When he was planning like this, he felt two rays of cold air shining on him from behind. The feeling was so real. He turned around and looked back, and found Jing Huang standing behind him, holding a large jar of pearls that had been placed on the Upsilon ship in his right hand, with a gloomy expression like a murderer holding flower shears.
"……what?"
Jing Huang put the jar in his hand into his arms. "This," he ordered, "put it in the warehouse."
Luo Binhan held up the heavy pearl jar: "Can't you put it in your sleeve?"
"Stop talking nonsense. Just go if you are told."
Luo Binhan thought this was just a torturous decision, but he still decided to comply so that the centenarian child could vent his temper. He strolled to the only warehouse he was familiar with on the ship and placed the jar of pearls on an empty space on the shelf. He placed the jar very close to the inside, worried that it would break due to unexpected bumps, but when he thought about it, he realized that it didn't matter at all - what was the meaning of these things that exploded from the stomach of the murderous star? Where can it be disposed of? Or will it just be left to eat ashes in this forgotten place? This thought made him gloat, but at the same time he also remembered something.
"I guess you're right behind me, right?" he said, staring at the shelf.
"There is no suitable space in your field of vision, sir. If I were inside the cabinet, it might look uncomfortable to you."
"Okay, so it's my fault for being so frightened."
Luo Binhan turned around. Sure enough, he saw Li Li standing behind him, sitting on the bulky, nameless machine in the corner with the date of his hometown written on it. Seeing her in such a pose reminded Luo Binhan of ∈ - ∈ is always floating in the air and does not hide the fact that she has no physical entity, but Li Li always keeps his feet on the ground. She was undoubtedly deliberately imitating the performance of a material being, and never acted through walls or levitated in front of him.
He walked slowly over and picked up the black box that represented Li Li's essence. "I went for a walk again," he said. "A lot of experiences. A lot of accidents. A lot of troubles. I think I should tell you about it, but before that I want to go to the bathroom."
"My digitizer won't help in this matter, sir."
"I'm just curious if it has a waterproof design." Luo Binhan said, "Isn't this worth a test? Come on! I can put on the pants and then take them out for you."
"I don't recommend you do this."
"Why not?"
Li Li was still sitting on top of the machine. Her expression was casual and calm, and her complexion was far better than the one in Luo Binhan's nightmare - using "complexion" to describe artificial intelligence was not very rigorous, but at least Luo Binhan was not so afraid of her now. He was a little helpless to find that the other party was not afraid of him at all. Either she didn't care about the deep immersive experience of a public toilet, or she expected that Luo Binhan couldn't bear to do it. When Luo Binhan was about to burn the boat, she raised her head and smiled at him.
"I may have forgotten to mention it before, sir," she said. "This device can discharge electricity."
There was no signal like arc or spark. Luo Binhan only felt a sharp impact piercing his fingertips. All the muscles in his body were contracting. His body was like a large piece of jelly that had nothing to do with his consciousness, vibrating crookedly. Fall to the side. He came to after a few seconds and found that he had fallen to the ground. He looked to the side in a daze and barely caught a glimpse of the black box falling into his hands.
"What the hell?" he asked breathlessly, "Are you going to kill me?"
"I think you can withstand this level of electric shock now." Li Li answered him, her voice sounding like it was coming from a distant hell.
"Just to avoid going to the toilet?" Luo Binhan said angrily, "What are you doing! I won't really throw you in!"
"I don't doubt that, sir, given your inability to tell whether the liquid would cause permanent damage to my equipment. But I'm still curious as to what prompted you to make such a verbal claim."
"Then why don't you ask yourself why you are talking to Bang Bang."
"You mean the gentleman who looks like a cross between a horse and a deer."
"You have beautified it too much." Luo Binhan said angrily, "It is a mixture of poisonous gas and killer bees. It ate one of my hands and almost made me whole. It also plans to continue eating and kill me." It eats every civilization it sees, is this what you want?"
"No, I never knew that. The accuracy of the equipment inspection is very limited, and I think he succeeded in deceiving it."
Although there was not much apology in Li Li's voice, these words finally made Luo Binhan feel better. His muscles soon stopped being stiff, so he sat up from the floor and stared face to face with Li Li.
"Then why did you suggest that he get close to me?"
"There are some indications that lead me to believe that you and him could inspire each other - based on words and deeds, sir. Again, I have no idea that he poses any real danger to you."
This answer suddenly became ridiculous again. Luo Binhan really couldn't accept it. He sat up straight and looked at Li Li with complex eyes.
"You have inspired me a lot." He admitted, "You also saved my life. I have experienced some things recently... I will tell you the details, but I have to wait until you answer my questions."
"In this little nutshell we're in, sir, what do you want to know?"
Luo Binhan rubbed his lips. His mouth was so dry from the shock that he almost couldn't say that sentence. But he still forced his voice to ask: "Who is your creator? He is from the same planet as me, isn't he? I don't remember that the artificial intelligence in my place is so developed... You, a bit, a bit too much Looks like a human, you know what I mean? How do you do this? "
"Neural simulation. It's a shortcut. As far as intelligence is concerned, my creator didn't spend too much effort. He put more design into other aspects. You just experienced one of them. "
"I don't care about these damn designs." Luo Binhan said firmly, "What is neural simulation? Who is it being simulated? Does this mean you have a prototype? A living person?"
"Yes. A cornerstone of a way of thinking. A specific set of thinking patterns. In these aspects, my prototype and I are very similar. But - just in terms of 'living', I'm afraid I can't admit it."
"You mean she's dead?"
"That's the conclusion."
"Who killed her?"
"That depends on how you look at it, sir. I noticed that you instinctively looked for an external factor, and as far as I'm concerned, she committed suicide."
Luo Binhan has completely escaped the influence of the electric shock. He felt cold sweat all over his back, as if he was the non-existent murderer or victim. But he continued to ask: "Is the person who made you named Zhou?"
Li Li's whole body was still for a brief moment, less than half a second. If Luo Binhan hadn't paid extra close attention, he would hardly have noticed this subtle change. Then she smiled as if a little amused.
"So that's what you're worried about," she concluded, "the murder of someone named Zhou."
"I'm just asking casually." Luo Binhan argued.
"Chow is innocent, sir. At least on this issue. But now that we've brought it up, maybe it's time to talk about my creator."
Li Li raised his feet slightly, put his left foot in the hollow of his right ankle, and folded his hands on his legs near his lower abdomen. This sitting posture made Luo Binhan feel a bit workplace-like for no reason, like those new female clerks he occasionally met. But Li Li's state was much more relaxed, and it seemed to be purely a habit that had been developed for a long time. She was thinking, and after a long time she said: "I have to reject a guess first, sir. My creator is not from your hometown, but I can't say that he has nothing to do with your story. In fact, the situation you are in today Inseparable from him. That night under the tower he met and spoke to her, the key to Cage Pigeon's death. He clearly foresaw his own failure. But sometimes I doubt his stated motives - —We can always only guess at the true motivations of a person's actions, sir."
"What kind of riddle is this? Can't you just report your ID number?"
"A traitor, sir," Li Li said. "A man in a square cage."
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