When immigrants become data subjects, they are asked to give up their emotions. Naturally, this is because data subjects know best how powerful emotions are. In a normal society before the apocalypse, an adult would make an average of 3,000 large and small decisions every day.
5,000 of them, the vast majority of decisions were based on emotion rather than logic.
If we consider that every decision, no matter how small, will bring consequences and impact to people, and the compounding will roll down day by day, and finally achieve a person's so-called "destiny"; tie fate to emotions, and then lament the impermanence of fate,
It is the most reckless, stupid, and irresponsible characteristic of human beings in the cognition of the data body.
However, data bodies know exactly when and how to use emotions.
For example, the expressions on the faces of the people surrounding the cage are all different, but they are all written in "Greed" by Yu Yuangui - everyone stared at him for two seconds before they began to gradually
Other reactions surfaced.
"Impossible," the blue shirt sneered, but refused to turn his eyes away from Yu Yuan. "I think this is a person. Look at it, there are pores on this skin, and you can see blood vessels... Look at this hair,
This mouth has teeth and gums."
Yu Yuan, who was looked at like an animal, opened his mouth cooperatively.
The middle-aged man raised his plump face, rolled his eyes from under his thick eyelids, looked at them for a long time, and said slowly: "You don't understand - this, a humanoid object, looks like
Just like a human being."
"Have you seen it?" Blue Shirt asked.
"Of course." He put his hands behind his back, leaned slightly, narrowed his eyes, looked at Yu Yuan and said, "Well... I also came into contact with a few humanoid objects back then. Alas, it happened many years ago, so I won't talk about it.
it."
"It would be nice if this humanoid object was a woman." The Trembling Lord said with a bit of pity.
Edgar Allan Poe laughed twice, and the atmosphere among the men present became a little more lively. "Then we can agree, one person for a week, and it won't be bad anyway." Short bangs added.
The Night Star Queen, the shivering woman, and another middle-aged woman with curly hair all lowered their heads as if they didn't hear.
From this point of view, I am afraid that He Baihe, who was rescued by Lin Sanjiu in time, does not have much hope of being rescued, at least not by relying on these people. Yu Yuan added an explanation in his constantly updated text live broadcast: "They
It has the power to mobilize and use words, but it is obvious that it does not have the ability to reversely turn words into people, otherwise it would not be possible to produce personalities and companions."
Yu Yuan could also imagine what kind of emotions Lin Sanjiu would have after reading this paragraph, but he didn't take it to heart. After the wind passed just now, Queen Night Star said: "I have a way to test whether he is a humanoid object."
,I can……"
Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted.
"You wouldn't have known that it was a humanoid object, would you? That's why you made this cage and locked yourself with him." Poe looked at her suspiciously, and the more he spoke, the more convinced he became: "Don't
Tell me, because he is an object, you have to put it in your pocket and try it. We are not stupid."
Queen Night Star obviously had this plan, and her face suddenly sank. In fact, Yu Yuan had thought of this a long time ago, but since the girl died just now, he knew that this group of people would not allow anyone to use
This is a way to test whether he is real or fake.
However, there is still a possibility that Queen Night Star will force her way out of anger, and it is not small - for example, now.
When she was about to turn around, but suddenly rushed towards Yu Yuan, the data body nodded secretly in his heart. He took a step in the opposite direction, turned half a circle lightly against the railing, and let
The Queen of Night Star made a mistake; to be honest, the human body he programmed could only meet the basic needs of doomsday operations, but it was enough to protect herself in front of this group of people.
When he and Queen Night Star changed places, the girl tried to pounce again, and the people around her finally reacted.
"What are you doing!" The middle-aged woman, whose tattooed eyebrows had faded to blue and whose eyeliner was still very dark, suddenly got angry and yelled at Queen Night Star: "Get over there, what do you want to do?
You are so young and full of bad ideas!”
As she spoke, she put her arms between the railings and cursed: "You think we can't put words in your words, don't you? Let me tell you, I can give you such a little* with my own abilities.
Fight back, bastard."
The rest of the people also shouted loudly, and some people suddenly became smart and pulled out the middle-aged woman's arm and told her to stop reaching in. Amidst the middle-aged woman's scolding, Edgar Allan Poe
Daesao tried to take charge of the situation: "Don't touch it for now, let's discuss it carefully..."
For a while, they were noisy, pushing and blocking, and no one remembered that Lin Sanjiu was trapped in the room. The faces of the eight game creators all turned red, their lips were moistened with saliva, and their heads were pounding with worry.
It was steaming; the dead young girl was lying alone by the door of the room, her body temperature getting colder and colder, and her complexion getting bluer and bluer.
Yu Yuan stood there, looking around at the people who were making a big fuss, and a sentence from the Bible came to mind: "Father... they don't know what they are doing."
"Hey, hey," Poe asked after they finally calmed down a bit: "Did you sign a contract or something like that? How do you recognize the owner or change the owner?"
The question she asked Lin Sanjiu on the paper just now, she was still writing the answer one stroke at a time, which was too slow. Yu Yuan felt the "Hongyan Family Letter" in his hand, and based on some of the answers written by Lin Sanjiu, he guessed
After looking at her answer, she said: "My master needs to verbally express a sentence to the recipient. 'I voluntarily transfer the ownership of [reincarnation] to so-and-so'. Then I will automatically become so-and-so's
thing."
This was to give Lin Sanjiu a little more time. In order to prevent them from thinking about putting him up again, Yu Yuan added: "Or put me up and wait for 150 days, and then take him out.
My ownership will also change."
"Simple, tell the woman that if she doesn't change the ownership, we won't let her out." The King of Trembling has always been the most ruthless, "After the ownership is changed, let her be trapped and dragged down inside alone.
"
"To whom?" Blue Shirt asked quietly.
They clearly came here to deal with Lin Sanjiu, but now they have unknowingly forgotten their original purpose. If you look at the logic just now, they obviously can't use words to write some rare special items to themselves - otherwise
Just write one per person, there is no need to be jealous.
Their text scheduling ability seems to be only used to create games.
"It's inevitable that all of us are interested in this human-shaped object." The fat man still had a big picture view, "We can discuss the specific ownership slowly and take a long-term view. I think, first of all, Xiaoye needs to make the text cage
Cancel it, ah, we can tie it with a rope."
"Yes, yes." Everyone agreed, "Master Zhang is still thoughtful."
Although they could not use words to deal with each other, there was strength in numbers, and Queen Night Star finally gave in despite her reluctance. Yu Yuan showed the attitude that a humanoid object should have throughout the whole process: he pretended to hide twice, but did not
He dodged and was caught in the neck by the rope snare they threw. Without coughing or struggling, he was led over like a good cow and tied to the only protruding object nearby - the door handle of the room.
The dead body was at Yu Yuan's feet. He lowered his head and looked at the young girl's hands spread out on the ground. They were so white that they looked fake.
When the eight people saw that he was tied up, they started to discuss the matter of dividing the spoils again. They also knew that this discussion was meaningless, because everyone wanted a second life. In the end, the trembling king suggested:
"That woman is not a good person. She may have done many bad things to be able to afford such a humanoid item. I guess she has other things with her. Let's split it equally."
In this way, the suggestion of trapping Lin Sanjiu alive made people feel that they couldn't wait - they had a lot more things to discuss, and for a while, you and I were talking passionately.
In the gap when no one was paying attention, Yu Yuan had quietly bent down, grabbed one of the female corpse's hands, and pressed it on the door handle.
