To Four Thousand Years Later

"You've succeeded, the Winter of Fimbul is over. And I forgot who Maynard was." Forty-Two whispered, sighing: "Let's go home."

He glanced at the slate written by Baimeng himself with complicated eyes, and reached out to support Chang Xi's shoulder. But under the touch, Forty-two paused, and looked up at Chang Xi in surprise. Because at that moment just now, Forty-two clearly felt that under Chang Xi's cold mechanical shell, there was a weak fire of spiritual energy leaping firmly. It was a fiery red psychic hue—a psychic energy that belonged to "sacrificing survivors" who "dedicated their lives to something other than themselves".

What did Chang Xi go through to change back to Chang Xi? How did he awaken this psychic power? Why is it this color?

Forty-two was a little curious, so he asked directly: Faced with Forty-two's question, Chang Xi was also at a loss. He shook his head and made a weird mechanical voice: "Spiritual energy? Me?"

Yes. It is a soul with a very pure hue that shows that your heart is like a flame, and you are willing to dedicate yourself to others.

Forty-two patted him on the shoulder and smiled slightly: "Although I don't know what your psionic power is, red-type psionic power usually has good auxiliary abilities. It will be very popular.

go back. I'll ask Aleister to lift the psychic restriction for you. Then we will know what your psionic power is. You can also apply to join Ghost, if you wish.

That's it.

Chang Xi seemed to have thought of something, and was silent for a while.

He froze in place, as if his computer had crashed. Forty-two looked at him thinking with his head down, and shook his head without interrupting him. Though Forty-Two had forgotten about Maynard. But at least he knows how to respect others, how to comfort a man whose soul is heavy and tired. At times like this, Chang Xi is particularly pitiful.

Because he's not human, he can't get drunk. He is always awake and cannot even forget. And Chang Xi would probably not be willing to be deleted from Maynard's only memories. Forty-two stood quietly by the side, after a while. Forty-two asked, "Are you feeling better? We are about to leave.

"Are you planning to go back by plane, or let me take you back?"

"No, I'm just a little confused.

Chang Xi seemed to wake up suddenly, and was taken aback by Forty-two.

Immediately afterwards, he apologized repeatedly, and the blunt mechanical voice gradually fell down.

Chang Xi paused, and murmured in a low voice: "Can humans and synthetics really understand each other? Can we really coexist in this world?"

Why do you have such a problem? "

"Your Excellency Maynard said that even if you are a human being, you can identify yourself as a dog. Why can't I identify myself as a human being?"

Chang Xi couldn't hear the slightest doubtful emotion in the cheap mechanically synthesized voice, but Forty-Two seemed to see a sad and bewildered young man standing in place through his mutilated head, and said, "This is really true." There is nothing to be confused about." Forty-two just smiled: "Could it be that human beings are not human if they change their hands? Then why not change their hearts and brains? Could it be that a person's memory has been tampered with, his genes Has he been modified, so he is no longer human? Isn’t this also a kind of racism? He shook his head and just whispered to Chang Xi: “If they are born in a certain village, they will Think of your own village as superior to other villages. Had they been born in the city, they would have decided that the city was better than the country. They always want to compare, they always want themselves to be the best.

"They believe that the decline and fall of human civilization is not due to economic or material reasons, but the result of the contamination of the blood of the ruling people. The blood of the superior people has been contaminated by the inferior people, because "this is just a kind of ephemeral, blind, Narrow and pathological thinking that should be guarded against the most - because its essence is the psychological preparation for expulsion, persecution, and slave street killing of everything that is not oneself.

"On the contrary. Those who think they are inferior and backward no matter where they were born, those who think that others are always good and strong, those who want to have their own blood peeled off first, and put on People with better blood and better skin are another kind of sick thinking—this kind of self-dwarfing thinking is also a kind of racism. It summons hatred and causes entanglement, but his ultimate goal is still to make himself It is best to be able to rise in class if you don’t have to do anything. You can be higher than the previous class. Forty-two chuckled: "And to do this, you have to put a few more under yourself" The same class, or dragging people who were higher than themselves in the past to be the same as themselves-they will gloat about it, as if they were the one who made the elders feel ashamed.

"So the essence of this kind of thinking is not actually arrogance but jealousy. And because it comes from jealousy, not arrogance. So this kind of thinking can never be avoided-because people don't necessarily" they are jealous of the more powerful capabilities of synths and androids , Longer life. That's why we try to pick out their flaws. It is exaggerated and wanton. Essentially, it's still one-so, my lord. "

Chang Xi was fascinated by this, and couldn't help asking: "Then, how to solve this kind of thinking?"

"Just make people equal." Forty-two replied. Chang Xi was a little confused by this answer because it seemed to be a more difficult thing for him. But for Forty-two it seemed to be a matter of course.

Sorry, I don't quite get it. Forty-two replied casually: "It's okay. If there is something you don't understand, don't understand, don't need to be afraid, don't need to feel guilty, just go learn it. Learning is a wonderful way to heal people's hearts—it doesn't matter whether knowledge is useful or not." Willing to learn' this kind of thought itself It will lead people to make progress. Make your soul shine.

"Because its essence is humility. It is truth-seeking. It is to open up one's cognitive barriers and accept more things. In this way, it can make up for the biggest flaw of the human being.

"The biggest flaw in human beings?" Chang Xi asked.

But only this question, forty-two did not answer.

"Let's go back."

With a gentle smile, he put his hand on Chang Xi's shoulder.

Forty-two asked again: "We may pass through places you have never been to. It would be fine if you don't have awakened psionic powers, then you can't see anything now, and you should be even quieter and don't respond to any voices.

"where are we going?"

Chang Xi realized that the question just now could not be answered, so she immediately changed it to improve the atmosphere of the conversation.

Forty-two thought for a while before giving an answer that made Chang Xi even more confused: "We go to the place where you will go before you die. Everyone's final destination.

Is it hell? "

"No," Forty-Second Qing said, "It's our creditor, maybe in the future, it will be the landlord.