The Wandering Planet

After the meeting, Qiao Lv returned to his home, temporarily ending the busy day.

"Welcome back."

At the gate of the villa, 2B is dressed neatly to welcome him back.

After learning how to cook with Luke's aunt on Tatooine, 2B's work has gradually ceased to be limited to protecting Qiao Lv's personal safety, and began to take care of her daily life, and she felt more and more like living together.

It's a pity that Qiao Lv has to be busy every day until very late to come back, and it's common to spend the night in other places, and he really doesn't have much free time to enjoy all of this.

After returning, Qiao Li took a short rest and said to 2B as if remembering something:

"By the way, 2B, can you help draw a picture?"

"draw?"

2B obviously didn't expect that Qiao Lv would suddenly make such a request, and asked at a loss, "What to draw?"

"Anything is fine, as long as you think of it."

Although puzzled by this, 2B would hardly refuse any of Qiao Lv's requests. After a little hesitation, she took out a pencil and paper from the drawer and began to draw silently.

Her writing was as precise and fast as a printer, and her white and slender fingers didn't stop for a moment, as if they were gently twirling the strings of a piano, and the drawing was completed in less than half a minute.

It's just that after finishing, 2B hesitated again, as if he was a little embarrassed.

"Well, how is it?"

Qiao Lv looked over curiously, and found that 2B's painting looked like himself, as if it had been developed from a photo, without even a slight difference.

"Sorry, I didn't realize it..."

2B quickly hid the painting, not wanting Qiao Li to see it again.

"It's okay, this is what I asked for."

Apart from the fact that the painting would be himself, Qiao Lv probably expected such a result.

"However, I would like to see another kind of painting, not just painting according to something.

Imagine something that doesn't exist, something that has never been seen. 2B, you are trying to draw something that does not exist in reality. "

This is what Qiao Lu wanted 2B to try. After listening to Zhang Bin's analysis of machine civilization, he wondered whether 2B, a member of Yoroha's army, had such a thing as imagination.

This is the first time for 2B to encounter such a strange request. In the past Yoroha units, no one would ask her to use her imagination, and even hide her emotions.

She picked up the pencil again, and it was completely different from the feeling that she was writing like a god before. This time she hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to do.

The powerful performance allows her to draw anything in her memory, but Qiao Li's request is something that does not exist in reality, and her memory is meaningless.

Seeing that she was so troubled, Qiao Li further suggested: "If you find it difficult, you can try to close your eyes and concentrate on thinking, maybe you can feel something."

According to what Qiao Lv said, 2B gently closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Qiao Li didn't bother her any more, and just waited to see what 2B could draw.

Finally, after a long silence, the pencil in 2B's hand started moving again, neatly drawing out lines on the paper, as if everything had been mastered by heart.

When the painting was finally completed, Qiao Lv found that the person inside was still himself, but his appearance was much older, and he had become a wrinkled old man.

At the same time, 2B also drew herself in the background, but her appearance remained unchanged, in stark contrast to Qiao Li's aging.

"You and me after many years?"

Qiao Li immediately understood the meaning of 2B's painting, which indeed met his requirements, at least the reality has not yet happened.

For some reason, 2B seemed a little disappointed, and she probably didn't expect that she would draw such a scene.

"In any case, you are qualified. This painting once again proves that you are not mere machines, you are flesh and blood with soul."

Although blood and flesh are imitated by human beings, the imaginative soul is undoubtedly out of the category of machines.

Just when Qiao Lv wanted to have a good discussion with 2B, Zhang Bin sent an urgent call. It seemed that something happened to the mother's body, and he needed to rush over to deal with it immediately.

Qiao Lv had no choice but to stop talking and immediately set off for the Central Academy of Sciences.

For him, it is commonplace for him to deal with emergencies.

Qiao Lv rushed to the Central Academy of Sciences in a hurry. It was already midnight, but the lights were still brightly lit. A group of experts, including Zhang Bin, were still studying the codes in the mother's body. Of course it was necessary to call him over. important matter.

Zhang Bin said to him: "The mobile phone you left before is trying to contact us. This is the third call."

"Murpheus?"

Qiao Li immediately realized that this was Zion trying to contact the Wandering Earth. He only left this mobile phone to Murphys, basically connecting with the Zion resistance organization.

It's just that Qiao Li also warned Murphys not to actively try to contact him. Using this mobile phone to talk in the mother's womb will immediately attract the pursuit of spies. Qiao Li has a personal experience of this.

"Did you reply?"

Zhang Bin replied: "No, the mother's attention will be drawn the moment the call is established, and we will not make such a mistake again."

Although Qiao Li wanted to contact Zion, in this case, if Murphys exposed his location and was caught by the agent, it would still be a waste of effort.

The other party obviously underestimated the seriousness of Qiao Li's warning, thinking that there would be no major problems. If the secret agent came to the door, they might think it was a trap deliberately set by Qiao Li.

"Okay, is there a way to send the message without attracting the mother's attention?" Qiao Lu asked.

According to Qiao Li's understanding, Murphys probably would not do such an unwise act, maybe other people in Zion wanted to test the authenticity of what Qiao Li said.

In this case, it is still necessary to explain to them clearly why they cannot be contacted directly.

Zhang Bin hesitated for a while and replied: "Yes, but you can't make calls, you can only send text messages, and you can only contact us unilaterally. There is also a strict limit on the amount of data, no more than 14 bytes per hour. "

"That's seven words, right?"

This is really troublesome. I can't say anything clearly in 7 words, and I'm afraid it's hard for the other party to understand what's going on.

"Then send a sentence first - don't answer!!!"

In order to avoid the other party replying to the text message and being noticed by the mother, this message must be the most important.

"Then find a place in the mother body, compress the address to less than 14 bytes, and send it after an hour. We will meet there tomorrow, and they will probably understand what we mean."

If you can't use the mobile phone to talk, you can only meet in the mother's womb. Of course, Qiao Li has to go there for a while!