Overturned Tower

In that terrible silence, only whimpers and sobs remained, Bubble-30 stopped what he was doing and handed Russell a glass of coffee liqueur with ice.

Because the temperature had been cooled down with ice cubes beforehand, a layer of ice dew did not immediately form on the outside of the glass. There is no thick layer of foam on it, and the flavors of caramel and cocoa are immersed in the liqueur. It does not have the overflowing, fragrant and sweet aroma like hot liqueur.

Russell first stuck out his tongue and gently touched the surface of the wine with the tip of his tongue to confirm the temperature and sweetness.

The unexpected coldness and bitterness made him couldn't help but open his eyes wide. What follows closely is the stinging sensation of strong alcohol.

Russell originally thought it should be at least sweet. It should at least be some kind of low-alcohol wine that only provides a slight alcoholic taste.

But he didn't expect that when made into a cocktail, the wine actually had a content of close to 20 degrees.

The alcohol content is twice as high as that of ordinary red wine... Although it doesn't look very high, it is a full liter and a half.

...Mr. Otter just drank it all like this?

No wonder it started to get on my face after I drank half of it, and started to cry after I drank it all. This is indeed not acting...

"He really drank too much."

Russell looked at Mr. Otter who was huddled up and sighed softly.

"Is such that."

Bubble-30 replied in the same soft voice.

It's like a lover's whisper in your ear, or like a voice sent when you wake up in the middle of the night. The sound is made based on the principle of not waking up or disturbing others.

Russell raised his head for the first time and carefully looked at Bubble-30's appearance.

Taking a closer look...he was shocked to realize that the child's figure was unimaginably thin.

The outline of the collarbone is deeply outlined, and the waist is slender without any fat. From the appearance, it is almost the same as that of humans. Although he was thin, his tall and straight figure did not waver at all.

There is a maternal... helpless and kind smile at the corner of her mouth, which reminds people of a loving mother sewing clothes for her children under the warm light.

And the face that gave off a pale feeling was so pale that it was almost transparent. In the dim yellow light, the girl's face and arms reflect a warm light, making people feel sleepy and warm just by looking at it.

She looked quite calm.

Even after hearing what Mr. Otter had said before, there was no sad look on his face.

...Or perhaps, she had already grieved for this before. Maybe I have been sad many times.

Russell believed that this was not the first time Mr. Otter had made such a complaint. There are more than two hundred researchers engaged in "synthetic human" research. And they opened a private tavern here where they can only drink alcohol, which shows their daily sadness.

Based on his perception of Mr. Otter's heart... I am afraid that even if there was no matter about the "dust gap" and "monkey-faced eagle", I am afraid that his inner heart would have been so patient that he was about to collapse.

——The "Nirvana" that occurs once or twice a year probably causes the greatest harm to these researchers.

As he said himself, even if he keeps a dog for more than ten years, he should have feelings for it.

On weekdays, I spend time with these innocent and innocent children, watching them grow from scratch and teaching them knowledge.

The purity, cuteness and sensibleness of these children can easily heal the tired hearts of adults and make them truly fall in love with these "children" created and raised by themselves.

Synthesizing the incomparable true humanity shown by people can also make people deeply aware that these are all constructed from parts from beginning to end. There is no brain, stomach, heart, lungs, liver and kidneys, just a mask. With layers of artificial muscles and artificial skin, the young son only looks the same as a human in appearance...but it is more like a real human being than those "human beings" who are full of bestiality.

Those researchers in the Theosophy Heavy Industry are not the kind of wise men in science fiction novels who can coldly and ruthlessly ignore all "research materials".

They are not the kind of pure researchers who dedicate themselves to human nature for the sake of research; nor are they the kind of evil scientists from "Paradise" who ignore ethics and morals just to display their talents. They are more of just ordinary people who get a monthly salary from the research institute of Shenzhen Heavy Industry because "they are good at 'researching' this work."

After fifteen years of living with these synthetic humans day and night, feelings will naturally develop.

After developing a relationship, you have to watch them reset their personality every year or six months.

Although the knowledge of the past and all memories are still preserved.

But that polite smile and distant eyes will constantly remind them...this is a completely different person from the previous child.

It's like raising a dog, and then the dog was lost by the parents... In order not to make themselves sad, the parents bought an identical one.

Holding the exact same pet in your arms, seeing that it is the same as the pet you loved in the past, and feeling its struggle and fear, you will feel a kind of alienation from the world - there is indeed something, It has become fundamentally different. It cannot be felt with eyes, ears, or touch.

It's the difference in "heart".

From that period on, children understand the boundaries between truth and falsehood in advance.

I know that similar things cannot be used to replace the trauma in my heart. No matter how similar it is, it is indeed not the thing I love; just like the so-called "meal replacement" and "substitute", they can never replace the real person I love.

...After that, these researchers finally put aside their psychological burden. After getting acquainted with the newly born Bubble-2 again and becoming new friends again.

One morning I woke up and saw that her smile had become polite and distant again, as if she was looking at a familiar stranger.

——She shed her old personality shell again and became the "third bubble" that carries the memories of the first two bubbles.

And this cycle has been repeated thirty times on Bubbles alone.

"Feeling my own powerlessness, questioning the meaning of my work...realizing that the things I cherish are right in front of me, but because I lack talent, I can't do anything...I can only watch the train of fate unstoppable. Go onto another road.”

Russell sighed: "He is indeed tired."

It was only then that he finally fully forgiven Mr. Rex for trying to plot against himself and his criminal research that created these synthetic humans against humanity.

After all, this really has nothing to do with this fat Mr. Otter.

This poor fat researcher is just following orders... The one who really wants to make himself a rubber stamp should be his immediate boss; and the one who wants to create these synthetic humans is Sanos Heavy Industries and the board of directors. , is the Cyber ​​Church. They can't wait to get more mature technology, so they can even use human lives to continuously pile up a large number of "losers" to try and make mistakes.

Mr. Otter never had a choice. Without him, there would be others, and he couldn't change anything; it was like he could only stay here, watching these children continue to "nirvana" in the past fifteen years, but he could never find a way to stop it all.

Because their technology itself has flaws, and even their thinking is wrong. Now that the plan has been scrapped, it is obviously related to their incompetence.

Rather, they were unable to refute the board of directors' order to "abolish the synthetic human project" precisely because they really could not come up with a solution to the "Nirvana" problem——

If this problem cannot be solved, synthetic human technology will always be incomplete.

Seeing Mr. Otter's whimpering voice gradually becoming quieter, Bubble-30 lowered his head and glanced at him tenderly.

The prosthetic eye she used was not sophisticated, and could even be said to be cheap. It is far less advanced than the beautifying prosthetic eye used by Xiao Liuli, and it does not have any complicated functions. But from those cold prosthetic eyes, the intellectual and loving radiance that belongs to students, daughters, lovers and mothers was revealed.

That is by no means a complex love that transcends morality that humans can have.

"My first nirvana was half a year after the birth of 'Bubble'..."

Bubble-30 finally spoke, whispering to Russell about the past that she could never forget.