Walk alone in the abyss

Papaloka, female, aged 39, works for an obscure credit bank in Yada First Star, and is an accountant.

Her job is not glamorous.

The bank usually supports this employee with relatively high benefits. Once something happens, such as a large amount of bad debts or some high-ranking officials play leverage and get rid of it, the employee may be asked to stand up and take the blame.

The intelligence organization of the Democratic Republic of Yada controlled this woman without any effort, and brought her to the solemn and solemn Torch Square.

——Torch Square is the political core area of ​​Yada First Star.

The senior officials, senior agents of the Yada intelligence organization, and the executives involved in this matter all had the same question at this moment.

Why did the famous white ghost seek such a woman?

Papaloka is just an ordinary person with no special talents. In addition, she has some bad living habits. She has as many as three or more legal drug use records. There are still a lot of bad credit debts, and the social credit is on the verge of bankruptcy.

She has a beautiful shape?

Although judging a person's appearance is very subjective, everyone has their own preferences;

But the officials and agents of the Yada intelligence organization agreed that this woman with a bloated figure and aging and sagging skin, who seemed to have never skinned once in dozens of days, should, probably, probably, be unable to make the white ghost fall in love with her at first sight. .

"I think it's unlikely that the white ghost came looking for Ms. Papaloka because of this aspect."

The deputy directors of the intelligence organization carefully expressed their views in the secret meeting.

"Look, everyone, this is the photo of Her Royal Highness Daphne, the singer of the empire, this is the photo of Captain Catherine, the imperial goddess of war who has defected, and this is the photo of this lady from our country."

"Well... the difference is too big."

"His Royal Highness Daphne is the best, I am her fan."

"No, no, Her Royal Highness Daphne is so gentle and lovely that she looks like a templated perfect woman, but Captain Catherine is different. She is full of heroism and personality. Her resolute eyes are the same as when she slashed insects. The heroism of the... Sorry, we digressed."

"So, the white ghost must have an ulterior purpose in looking for this lady."

"Is there a possibility," a slightly younger female official asked in a low voice, "that they are soul mates? Somehow, the white ghost saw the interesting soul hidden under the ordinary skin of Ms. Papaloka .”

"Is it okay to read less female-oriented literary works? My team leader."

"Oh, ok, ok, I'm just...hehe, the white ghost is so handsome."

This secret meeting cannot be serious at all.

...

After Yang Ming formally met with the prime minister of the Yada Democratic Republic—the head of the government, he went straight to the room where the No. 5 pioneer was located.

The room has been closely monitored.

There is an observation window at the door, Yang Ming took a few glances inside.

This place should be an interrogation room. The light gray style, simple seats, and slightly narrow space can easily make people feel depressed.

Yang Ming glanced at the officials who followed him, and said with a smile, "I can just go in by myself."

"Okay, you are welcome... However, due to political considerations, we need to record the entire exchange between the two of you."

"Well, yes," Yang Ming said with a smile, "but I suggest that you raise the level of secrecy. If you don't have the title of deputy minister, don't listen to our conversation."

"I will report your suggestion to the superior immediately!"

Yang Ming didn't say much.

This guy will report to hell.

Dangdang.

Yang Ming knocked on the door, and the door opened a gap by itself, and a faint smell of perfume came from inside.

"Please come in."

The hoarse female voice responded calmly.

Yang Ming entered with a smile, sizing up the No. 5 forerunner.

Through the real-time feedback given by Li, Yang Ming was able to confirm that this was the human individual identified by the Faya people.

Yang Ming closed the door casually, adjusted his expression, walked in front of this woman calmly, and waved to the side.

On the projection screens in the monitoring room next door, the prime minister's office, and secret meetings of the intelligence agencies, there was a scene that shocked the audience.

The desk chair at the side floated over by itself, and landed gently in front of the two of them.

The power of the human spirit!

Yang Ming sat across the table from Ms. Papallocka. He looked very relaxed and loosened his collar, exposing his chest that still had some terrible scars.

The two were looking at each other.

Their demeanor looks very similar, they are both so relaxed, but in fact they are slightly different.

Yang Ming is sure to win;

Ms. Papallocka has the poise of not giving a damn about anything.

After two minutes of silence, Papaloka took out an 'e-cigarette' from her cheap and damaged lady's bag, bowed her head and sucked a couple of sips.

"How did you find me?" she asked suddenly.

"The Faya people gave you accurate information," Yang Ming said calmly, "They are very dissatisfied with you, number five."

"Yeah?"

Papaloka smiled softly.

This smile reminded Yang Ming of the old lady next door that he often met in the factory when he and old Kolev first went to Ilanduoxing to start a business.

"Hehehe, it's my honor to be able to cause them some trouble."

Papaloka said happily.

Her voice is always gentle, as if she is telling her child something:

"I paid attention to you a long time ago, when you were fighting with another guy online, I discovered your anomaly.

"The trajectory of your rise and your mastery of relevant information later on made me conclude that you should be one of my kind, one of the five.

"Will it be hard work along the way?"

"There are some," Boss Yang sighed, "I like to chat with you, for example, the guy in the New Federation, he is the one who has the most conflicts with me, but when I sit together, I can still communicate with him calmly, everyone There is a sense of sympathy.”

"Yeah?"

Papaloka smiled disapprovingly.

She asked softly, "What did they say about me?"

Yang Ming said: "It is said that you have seriously affected the normal operation of the project, causing a lot of trouble, and even missed the plot of such a good story of the bug swarm, so that the exciting level of the project has been reduced a lot... Most of this is made up by me .”

"Then what are they to you?"

"High-dimensional life."

"And then?" The lady's eyes were a bit confused, "God? Faith? Savior? Destroyer? Cold parent?"

Yang Ming repeated: "High-dimensional life."

He turned his head to look at the 'wall' on the left, and he could easily sense what was happening in the monitoring room next door.

A senior official hurriedly opened the closed alloy door of the monitoring room, and said in a deep voice: "Only one person with the highest position will be left, and the others will leave... the Prime Minister's order."

Seven or eight people quickly left the console of the monitoring device.

Yang Ming didn't say anything about this, and continued to stare at the lady in front of him.

He asked: "Can you explain why you...be like this?"

"Personal choice," Papaloka smiled, lowered his head and took a puff of the e-cigarette, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't need to explain this to you, do we? We are in a competitive relationship."

Yang Ming said seriously: "Competition does not mean that we cannot cooperate. Maybe we can improve our understanding of each other and find some common interests."

"Is your home planet weak?" Papaloka asked suddenly.

Yang Ming was a little dumbfounded.

This is how to see it!

Papaloka asked himself and answered:

"It should be, you are too active.

"It has already exceeded that standard line, but it is still struggling to seek greater power in the dangerous political environment of the empire.

"Obviously he has the personal strength to easily assassinate all kinds of political leaders, but he still has to bow his head to the corrupt royal family and nobles.

"Logically, what you need is nothing more than two points.

"The first is to make your home planet have a better living environment, but we all know that this is impossible. The greenhouse civilization will be quickly assimilated by the interstellar civilization, and the size difference between the two sides is huge.

"The second is that you want to establish your own influence, and by building a powerful coalition of forces, you can reversely influence the future game process.

"No matter where you start from, you can come to the conclusion that you have no confidence in the strength of your home planet."

Yang Ming: ...

Made, this guy is not easy to deal with!

"You're right," Yang Ming shrugged, "It's indeed very weak, so weak that even the Faya people persuaded me to give up on them."

"Then why don't you give up?"

"I can't represent my planet, I can only represent myself, so I have no right to give up their hope of survival." Yang Ming's eyes are very sincere, "I can protect my homeland and ideals at all costs for this goal .”

Papaloka took a deep breath of the e-cigarette and said slowly, "Don't you think this is hypocritical?"

"Everyone's definition of kindness and hypocrisy is different," Yang Ming said, "I just think this is what I should do."

"What to do?"

Papaloka seemed to have heard a funny joke, and suddenly lowered his head and laughed, and then he couldn't help laughing until tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.

"You really are a cute guy, haha!

"Only young people like you who are pure in heart and have ideals are easily deceived by those guys' rhetoric.

"Why should you do this? Oh, forgive my gaffe, this is literally the biggest joke I've ever heard."

Yang Ming frowned and said, "I don't think it's ridiculous."

"Of course, um, I'll bear with it."

Papaloka extinguished the electronic cigarette, and asked briskly:

"You said this is what you should do, does that mean that you agree with the following three points of view.

"First, the Faya people have absolute control over our respective hometowns.

"Second, your hometown is just a life cage without the right to live independently.

"Third, all the possibilities exist in the Faya people's project feasibility deduction array, and your hometown has lost its uniqueness to some extent."

Yang Ming leaned back slightly, staring into the lady's eyes.

He asked, "Isn't it? Besides, you're swapping concepts."

The other party asked: "Is it so?"

Yang Ming said: "Didn't our hometown originate from the planting of the Faya people?"

Papaloka snorted: "Do creators have the right to kill their creations at will?"

Yang Ming said quickly:

"If you look at it from the perspective of creation, it must be trying to deny this power. From the perspective of the creator, they think they have this power.

"This is a difference of position, just like humans going to eliminate out-of-control artificial intelligence.

"After the birth of artificial intelligence civilization, it is no problem for us as human beings to put out the fire of this civilization, but for the civilization of artificial intelligence, this is the crime committed by human beings."

"So?" Papaloka asked back, "You artificial intelligence, can you successfully integrate into the human world? Creation is always just a creation, and if this creation dare not even resist, then the civilization where this creation is located, There is no hope at all, let alone the disgusting vocabulary...possibility, fucking possibility!"

The more she talked, the more excited she became, and she sprayed Yang Ming all over the face.

Yang Ming frowned and touched his cheek, then shook his head lightly, and said slowly, "I agree with part of your point of view."

"uh-huh?"

"But under the current circumstances, we have no way to fundamentally solve this problem."

Yang Ming said coldly:

"I just used human beings and artificial intelligence as an example. The relationship between Faya people and us, human beings and artificial intelligence is fundamentally different.

"We are the predecessor civilization of the Fayas, and we have the same traceability as the Fayas.

"We are essentially equal beings.

"Of course, I don't think that the Faya people's reckless actions against my hometown are reasonable and reasonable. Our destiny should not be dominated, but should be grasped by ourselves.

"And then? Number five? And then?

"These slogans have been shouted, these concepts have been clarified, we have become saints, and we can stand on the commanding heights of morality and dictate to others.

"Does this rhetoric make sense?"

Yang Ming sneered and shook his head.

Papaloka said indifferently: "Ideology is the foundation of everything. Only when the mind is awakened can civilization progress."

"Believe me, I can tell a truth ten thousand times deeper than what you say."

Yang Ming said calmly:

"But now, we have to get the facts right.

"The fact is that they can destroy us at will if they want to destroy us, they can make us disappear in the Milky Way if they want us to disappear, our parent star is even just their petri dish.

"We should find a way to become the same existence as them first, master the same technology, and then change all this, and then spread our love to an unknown number of greenhouse civilizations, what do you think?

"But right now, all we think about is this project.

"Faya's game!

"We must use the rules as much as possible to keep our home planet alive, so that we will have the opportunity to let our descendants, the successors of our spiritual world, change this rule in the more distant future."

"Oh," Ms. Papallocka sneered, "It sounds nice, but this is just a compromise."

"Is it a struggle like you?" Yang Ming asked with a frown.

"I'm not fighting these things," Papaloka said indifferently, "I'm just tired of these things. If the Fayas asked you to kill me, you can do it."

"Come back with me," Yang Ming said impatiently, "I will arrange for you what you need to do."

Papaloka said coldly: "Unless I die here, you take my body back."

"Think I dare not?"

Yang Ming stared at Papaloka with a cold gaze and a scary expression:

"I'm here to kill you, and the politicians in this country won't give me a hard time.

"I might even say you're the bug's spy.

"I'm actually very annoyed by people like you, who start to degenerate after a little setback, are dissatisfied with the reality and don't want to change the reality, just swearing by the side.

"A true idealist is one who is firmly moving towards his ideal, even if his ideal is shattered and he is self-destructed, he will do everything to create his own ideal country.

"From the time I came into contact with Faya until now, I only have one thought.

"Save people, I want to save my family, I want to save my hometown! I want to save the civilization that cultivated my consciousness!

"Even if the price to be paid for this is that I will be the dog's leg of the Faya people!

"What about you? You are just a false idealist, you are worse than hypocrisy, you want to rebel against Faya, then do it! What have you done?

"You are decadent, you are waiting to die, you are like a maggot.

"You are using a self-satisfying, self-deceiving argument, allowing yourself to avoid difficulties, talking about the actual situation without thinking about it, and then saying with self-pity that the world doesn't understand me at all, and it is the world that is wrong."

boom!

Papaloka slammed his fist on the table, stood up and glared at Yang Ming.

Yang Ming sneered: "Look, I'm still in a hurry."

"They don't deserve it."

Papaloka squeezed out this sentence between his teeth, then lowered his head and exhaled, sat back slowly, and lit the electronic cigarette again.

"Now you can kill me, you have to kill me twice to replace the forerunner again, I will not answer any questions for you, we are two kinds of people, there is nothing to talk about."

Yang Ming fell into silence.

This guy seems to know a lot about Faya's games.