As a human, Alvin was once like most people. Synths were companions and necessities in life, but they were not the same kind.
This is easy to understand. Although synthetics have the same special name as humans and have indistinguishable simulated emotions... they are not humans after all.
Until during an extreme exercise, his legs were bitten off by a Martian deep-sea crocodile, and he had to replace his legs with a light alloy skeleton. Although it was the same as usual or even better than the original one, Alvin still felt something strange in his heart.
It has nothing to do with the need for annual maintenance, but that he feels... that he is not a complete human being now.
Is a synthetic human with a human brain a human? Is a synthetic human with a human body a human?
What is the definition of a human being? Is it a string of DNA that has been inherited for hundreds of millions of years, is it an inheritance of the spiritual civilization of Homo sapiens, or is it a baby that develops naturally from the union of sperm and egg?
In this way, he began to try to understand synthetics, understand them, and know the place where synthetics would go after being born with intelligence: safe haven.
Although the current status of the federation is that the interests of synthetics can be protected and citizens are relatively peaceful towards synthetics, there are always some citizens who don't think so.
Human beings are extremely cruel to themselves, let alone aliens.
There are many people like him in the Federation, and they are working hard to speak out and fight for more rights for synths.
And Haven's attitude towards humans like them is also very strange: they don't take the initiative to contact them, and they don't show kindness.
It seems that they just want to take in the synthetics and then stay in a corner to avoid all trouble.
Alvin can only take action.
He wanted to know more about the organization.
Alvin silently looked at the cabin. There was knee-deep snow covering the surrounding area. No one had been here for several days.
Drifting through the snow, Alvin left the roadside and walked toward this building, the only silhouette in the snowy night.
The snow in the courtyard had not been swept away either, and his trouser legs were already soaked through, feeling cold against his calves.
I need to go for maintenance early this year. Alvin thought to himself.
The dim door light illuminated a small area in front of the door, and the snow became even more crystal clear. Alvin walked to the door, white breath rising from his dry lips.
The nostalgic wooden door with a window can be seen to have been there for some time. A curtain is hung behind the window, and the scene inside is vague and unclear.
Knock knock knock——
He knocked gently on the door.
"Come in."
A soft, magnetic voice came from inside the door.
Alvin turned the doorknob and gently pushed the door open.
The wind from the blizzard night poured into the room from around Alvin, and he could clearly see the situation in the living room.
That was a very young man.
Her hair was as black as ink, her skin was so fair that it was dazzlingly fair, and her eyes were as deep as the abyss.
It should be time to relax and rest, but this man is still wearing a straight, gentlemanly black suit with all the buttons unbuttoned, and a white shirt outlines the outline of his chest.
There was a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a dark gold-colored anti-skid chain was pulled into his hair.
This is very strange. No one wears such old-fashioned glasses like this anymore. But Alvin doesn't feel any abruptness or weirdness at all.
As if all this is natural.
He was sitting on the sofa, with a burning fireplace behind him. The fireplace was very bright, making him somewhat dim, and his skin color was very white, making him extremely eye-catching.
On his lap, a strange eye-shaped mechanical creature was lying on it, its pupils slightly narrowed, as if it was taking a nap.
Time passed quietly like this, until the wind carried snow from around Alvin and poured it into the living room, the fireplace flames swayed, and a whistling sound sounded.
The man wrinkled his beautiful eyebrows and looked sideways, his deep eyes behind the lenses looking this way.
Alvin was like an uninvited guest, rushing into this oil painting recklessly.
He finally woke up from a dream, quickly stepped into the door, and closed the door behind him.
The howling wind and snow were blocked outside the door, the flames calmed down, and the crackling sound of burning once again occupied the place.
Alvin stood still by the door, his trousers and shoes stained with snow began to melt and drip.
The young man named Mu Su didn't say a word. His long, white palm pointed at the couch on one side.
Alvin understood, walked forward with a slight bend in his back, put his legs together, and sat down with his hands on his knees.
My butt was only half-covered on the sofa.
He was inexplicably a little reserved, perhaps because the scene was so touching.
Alvin lowered his head slightly, staring at the black leather shoes under the slim trousers. He didn't even dare to raise his head, for fear of touching those deep black eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate all secrets.
He had only seen similar looks from his grandfather... No, his grandfather was not as exaggerated as him.
After calming down for a moment, Alvin asked softly: "Mr. Mu Su... maybe I should call you Detective Mu Su. I'm sorry to bother you with my late-night visit. You should already understand my purpose..."
He used honorifics unknowingly.
In a direction that Alvin couldn't see, Mu Su's temperament was undergoing earth-shaking changes.
The first thing is the dead fish eyes that gradually become whiter behind the gold-rimmed glasses.
It’s time for the sage!
…
2 minutes ago——
The sofa shook violently.
Mu Su, who had just come out of the bathroom, sat down on the sofa. His blurred eyes were unfocused and he stared at the ceiling.
"aic, I have a question, can you help me?"
[Answer to all questions I don’t know]
The fish tank tilted, and Aic had to jump up with his little black hands to support the fish tank to prevent himself from sliding to the edge.
If others don't want to hear Mu Su and don't speak, then he is not him.
Musu thought to himself and said: "You said that Transformers become ordinary cars after death. In this case, can we drive their corpses as ordinary cars?"
Aic's pupils didn't blink, staring at the fat blue man on the holographic screen.
"It seems you don't know either..."
Mu Su chuckled lightly and closed his eyes.
His consciousness gradually emptied, his body became lighter and lighter, and his soul was rippling in the galaxy...
…
"Coffee or water?"
Mu Su picked up the kettle on the table.
“Coffee is enough…”
Alvin was flattered, took the cup with both hands and put it under the kettle.
"I guessed it wrong, it was water."
Mu Su said with his dead fish eyes open, and the clear and transparent water fell from the kettle into the cup.
"...?" Alvin felt a little confused for a moment, feeling that something was not right.
There seems to be some difference in the sound?
When the water was full, Musu stopped and put the kettle back in its place.
Fortunately, the water is hot. Alvin thought, taking a sip and placing it between his legs, holding it with both hands to keep warm.
Mu Su asked perfunctorily: "If there is anything you need to entrust, just tell me."
Alvin sat slightly straight: "You should have learned from the information that I used to be an extreme sports enthusiast."
"Extreme sports?"
Mu Su, who had not completely gotten rid of the sage mode, showed a trace of reminiscence.