To Four Thousand Years Later

"Please support the androids' freedom struggle!

"Give up enslaving bionics! The following 100 cases prove that they also have their own feelings!"

"They've never been cold machines, they're just metal souls that can't cry out!" Before Forty-two entered the station, they heard some young people's eager shouts. They speak at least three or more languages, and if they shout like the titles of silly articles reproduced one after another by their parents in the circle of friends, are they the ones? "Forty-two butterflies need to be intimidated by this indescribable aura that hits their faces.

He froze in place, not knowing what to say for a while. He hesitated for a while before asking, "Are those young people you're talking about?"

Forty-two had imagined that these people might be fanatical, stubborn, or pious; After all, they are more or less like federal laws, trying to help bionics obtain an independent organization. At least there should be some structure, at least there should be some awareness.

But forty-two never expected that these people would be so harmonious. This is a more euphemistic way of saying it. After all, Forty-Two doesn't really want to admit that he traveled halfway across the world to come here just to deal with these idiots.

"That's why I said it was a fool. Maynard shook his head helplessly: "You know now, why did I say that the law and order in Oslo is not very good recently. And, why I say they are just "small organizations".

"Even if they are united internally and there are a lot of people, nothing can be achieved in the end.

He said, and glanced coldly into the station: "The pattern is here. The remarks of these young people are so ridiculous that they can survive here. Forty-two chuckled: "Young man When you are slighted, you feel hurt. They will get angry and think they have been suppressed. They shake their fists at the whole society, want to rise up but don't know what to do, want revenge but doubt whether they are right.

"Young people are the same everywhere, young people of any age are the same." Maynard smiled shyly, shrank back, and remained silent.

He still remembers himself as "Don Michaelot". Especially when you are a "little guy" and domineering in the black area.

And indeed he was. Everything was as Forty said.

The only difference is that he is far less stupid or, to put it mildly, less aggressive and unplanned.

"Come on, let's go in." Forty-two whispered, "Go to the monitoring room." Use your identity to open the way, and don't let those young people find us. "

White.

Maynard, who had eased from the embarrassment, nodded slowly, and responded softly.

The speaker, they mixed into the queue of passengers and entered the passage after passing through the security check.

Sir and two gentlemen, please take a look! "

Forty-Two and Maynard didn't take two steps after passing through the security check. Then a young man in his early twenties suddenly gave birth to two children.

His jaw was replaced with metal and his right eye was replaced with a prosthetic eye scanner. His left arm was also replaced with a mechanical arm, and his five fingers seemed to be playing a piano in the void. He enthusiastically and skillfully sent an electronic leaflet to Forty =.

In front of Forty-two, a few lines of dark green text flowed quickly

[The picture file has passed the security inspection, and it is confirmed that it is safe and free of viruses, hints and hidden links]

【This document has been sent 8112 times (617 today)】

【Whether to preview the picture file】

【Whether to accept the document】

"Sir, please take a look! This is a hot project in Norway recently!

The iron chin enthusiastically followed Forty-Two and Maynard forward. Perhaps because he thought Maynard, who was wearing sunglasses, was a bodyguard, he kept saying quickly to Forty-two: "Please open the picture, the upper right corner - have you already opened it?" Forty-two followed his words. With a cool and soft voice, the receiver of the sent picture is turned on. The man immediately continued to chatter and said: "Okay sir. Here is the evidence we have collected that androids can also gain self-awareness.

Forty-two ignored what he said, but focused on the picture. This kind of picture is similar to an offline website—if you pay attention to a certain part of the picture, relevant information annotations will appear. You can pause or rewind at any time, or take notes from parts you don't see. It stores a lot of data, but its size is small, so it can be transmitted in seconds in face-to-face wireless connections. By the way, today's large and small companies are working on business plans and reports. Such electronic pictures must also be submitted. The core of this technology is the information folding technology that has just become popular in the past five years, which directly affects the news media of this era. This electronic image can be printed out by a special printer, requiring only a free downloadable neural plug-in for decoding. You can see the same annotations and videos from the physical pictures in a way similar to hallucinations. This promotional picture is full of remarks calling on people to pay attention to the human rights of bionic people. At the same time, there are a hundred cases, which prove that bionic people can completely break away from the shackles of the program, and have their own self compared with excellent typesetting. The remarks above are not only amateurish, but childish. Talk about ideals. Be realistic with each other. And overly enthusiastic or even enthusiastic to empty.

To put it simply, people who are not stupid will feel disgusted by them just by glancing at them. And this clean and excellent layout increases the amount of information that passers-by can get when they glance at it, which further intensifies this disgust. If you change to the same naive typesetting, maybe passers-by will feel dizzy and don't understand what they want to say, so they can only close the picture with a blank face.

I see. If we think about it the other way around, all of this can be explained—they are not fighting for the human rights of bionic people, rather the opposite.

They are actually persecuting strangers, forcing people to feel distrust of bionics.

What is this for? At the same time that Forty-Two glanced at him, the iron-jawed boy was also stunned for a moment, froze in place, wondering what he was thinking.

Those eyes, as deep as an abyss, seemed to shine like daylight after meeting her. Even if he looks away, as long as this memory emerges in his mind, those eyes will immediately emerge from his mind. It is the same as engraving it in your own mind repeatedly.