Lan Ze didn't arrive at the experimental base in the Hengduan Mountains until night.

The archangel rescued from the snowy mountains in the south has been delivered to the base.

Lan Shu took the initiative and submitted the data migration instructions. Super Brain Yubao served as the receiving end of the Archangel data.

After the data migration is completed, it will be changed to the superior brain of the archangel.

The new Archangel closed his eyes tightly and slept in the pod of Yubao's Yi Geng No. 31749 development pool. While conducting in-depth inspection, he waited for the gradual progress of data migration.

Wei Baoshun looked at it nervously.

This tension is not so much Wei Baoshun's emotion as it is the attitude deliberately revealed by his superior, Super Brain Yubao.

The newly arrived archangel has a dark complexion, curly hair, and a thin body. His appearance is like a mixture of the mountain people and the Ganges people. The fabric wrapped around his body is dark in color as if it is covered with age-old dirt.

It looks indistinguishable from the local residents found everywhere in the south of the mountains. But here, its appearance is very unique.

The hard lids rose and closed from both sides of the pod slot, and liquid gurgled in. The Archangel's inspection was over, and repairs began.

Yubao's Yi Geng No. 31749 large growth tank has always been a large-scale precision equipment. The inspection and repair of Archangel is much more efficient than a small growth tank like a bathtub in a city nursing home.

The superior brain of this archangel is one of the nannies arranged by Lanze, or more accurately, it should be called the cult guard. All the super brains he sends out to operate the archangel and take care of the children are all named "Shou".

Super brains with the surname Shou need to play the role of archangels. Therefore, they all have "split personalities".

Now, this illusory "personality" in the pod, together with all its specific data and status, are successively uploaded to Yubao's mind.

Wei Baoshun stood by the pool and suddenly burst into tears.

Lan Ze walked into the laboratory and was surprised to see the archangel imitating human painful emotions.

Although the tearful design does contain elements of imitation... the underlying principle is actually the same thing.

In other words, his working brain, or his superior super brain, did feel pain.

"Baoshun?" he greeted cautiously.

When Wei Baoshun saw it was him, he ran over, hugged him and cried loudly.

Lan Ze stroked its back.

The body surface sensors are denser than those of humans. Therefore, the soothing effect is very good.

"What's wrong, Baoshun, why are you sad?"

"Brother Xiaomai is not here, and neither is Little Fox Sister. They are not here... I miss them."

"I'll send you to find wheat. Okay?"

Wei Baoshun nodded:

"I'm going to watch him. I'm worried."

"Okay. Let's leave now." Lanze wiped the liquid on his face. "Wash your face and take your luggage."

"Yeah." Wei Baoshun said obediently.

Much better behaved than its wheat brother.

No wonder Mo Mo would rather raise an archangel than a child.

In the laboratory, Lan Ze's disciples and Lan Shu looked at them in surprise. Everyone was caught off guard.

Lan Ze gave these children a few instructions and then took Wei Baoshun to the base airport. He passed the gate, swiped the archangel's code, got on the plane, and left the base.

The archangel in charge of the city's elderly care has a silver-gray identification code marked on his face in a conspicuous position. It can be seen at a glance.

As an archangel of "some age", Wei Baoshun is relatively unattractive. His mark code was slapped on his wrist by Yubao.

This position is the same as the position where humans wear bracelets. He then put a temporary bracelet for communicating with acquaintances, and the marking code was covered. It looked like a human, and it was extremely like wheat.

Regardless of its intentions, its coding operation is not illegal anyway. Things that are invisible to the human eye can be detected by instruments in various public places and transportation hubs, not to mention base access control.

Everyone in the base just thought that this archangel was so scheming and cute.

After getting on the plane, the Archangel sat down properly and waited quietly for the end of the journey.

Lanze observed it: "Are you worried?"

"I know they'll be fine. But I just want to watch."

The location of the airport in the university town is a bit remote, but Lanze doesn't care, he has a car.

Along the way, he was thinking about what impact the archangel's data would have on the super brain itself.

Although the super brain operates each subordinate archangel in parallel, causing it to have a "split personality", the super brain can read every personality at any time, intercept every data stream, and then speculate.

It is the instinct of its brain to speculate blindly.

It is obvious that Wei Baoshun's sudden emotions have nothing to do with his own experience.

The superior Nao Yubao has never seen true sadness.

Probably, the half-dead archangel newly attached to his head made him curious. So he began to ponder the data transmitted.

As the super brain of the equipment development pool, Yubao's life is so pure that it can be seen through at a glance. At most, he occasionally engages in romantic dramas and novels for entertainment.

Real separation between life and death is different from watching a drama.

Everything that the Archangel experienced on the snowy mountain was empathetic. It was a bit irritating.

Lan Ze took Wei Baoshun to the staff dormitory. When he arrived at Mai Mai's door, he asked the archangel to knock on the door.

It was Qu Xiaolian who opened the door.

"I'll go!" Qu Xiaolian turned around suddenly...and looked back hard again!

"Great nephew, here comes you again!" She reported in a panic and asked Wei Baoshun in front of her, "We have met before, right?"

"No." The archangel replied honestly, "My name is Wei Baoshun, I am not someone you know."

"Xiao Guai is here?" Mai Xiao walked out of the inner room holding the quilt, followed by Xiao Qi.

Wei Baoshun cried again when he saw Mai Mai.

It stepped forward and hugged Mai: "I miss you!"

The archangel hugged her so tightly that the quilt hit Xiaomai's chin.

"We're here just in time." Mai moved his neck, "Help me take care of these two children."

Wei Baoshun refused to let go, but finally he was willing to look at Qu Xiaolian: "Is this our daughter? So cute."

"..." Xiaomai was speechless for a moment. Who is "we" to you?

He thought carefully and answered selectively: "Not my daughter."

"Isn't it?"

"no."

Lan Ze stood at the door and knocked.

"Baoshun delivered it to you. Take good care of it."

"Ah?" Xiaomai was surprised, "Why do you want me to take care of it? Dad, you are going too far!"

"Let's go, let's go."

Lan Ze turned around and left regardless of how he arranged the humans and the archangels.

"Can I help you warm the bed?" Wei Baoshun asked, leaning his head against Mai's face.

"..." Little Mike controlled his emotions and refrained from swearing, "Then what... warm his bed."

Xiaoqi: "..."

So Wei Baoshun asked seriously: "What temperature do you like?"

"Hey, can I choose the temperature?" Qu Xiaolian asked curiously.

"Well...you girls like to stay warm, right?"

"My dear, make the bed for me." Xiaomai was restrained and cradled the archangel with his arm.

Wei Baoshun accepted the task, finally let him go, and happily took over the quilt.

Lan Ze did not return to the experimental base at night.

He went to his laboratory in the basement of the Institute of Biological Sciences and sat for a while, then pulled out his cot and clothes and fell asleep.

Data migration is a delicate job, but it is not slow.

When Lan Ze fell asleep, the super brain, which was the data source, had already begun to delete the data and remove the traces of the Archangel's presence in its brain.

Not completely forgotten.

Because the Super Brain and the other Archangels still remember the voice and smile of the person who left. The Super Brain just handed over the original data and operating records of this clone. It no longer controls the memory and thoughts of this clone, and it no longer thinks on its behalf.

These super brains working in poor religious areas have long been accustomed to seeing human beings' birth, old age, illness and death through the bodies of archangels. They are used to self-harm, mutual harm and self-abasement.

As long as the children raised by their own hands can grow up safely and healthily, they will be calm about the life and death of other humans.

He has also been very resolute in the continued execution of his tasks.

These brains are as cold as machines.
Chapter completed!