The woman in the blue skirt is a cyborg, but she doesn’t know this. All cyborgs don’t know the truth. Their memories are made up, where they come from, where they’re going, why they became the Sheriff, and why. I will become a gold digger. These memories have been repeatedly corrected by human designers, making it almost impossible for bugs to occur.

They have never questioned whether the town they are in is real, nor will they leave the town and cross the so-called Indian wilderness to see the outside world. They will not have such thoughts because the brains of cyborgs are limited. After death, humans do not allow them to go to such far places, and humans do not allow them to be curious.

All the cyborgs live happily in the town, day after day, year after year.

The woman in the blue skirt usually does not live in the town, but lives with her father on a farm not far from the town, and she needs to ride a horse back and forth.

According to the plan of the human designer, she would come to the town every day to buy some spices and daily necessities.

When Bella walked into the town, she was arranging her horse gear on the roadside and putting the food she bought into her bag. When she was not careful, a can fell out of her bag and rolled to the roadside.

Bella secretly despised the designer's routine. Such a broken can would be dropped once a day, right?

It was a complaint, but she still helped pick it up.

When the woman in the blue skirt turned around, she handed the can over.

"Hi, beauty, what's your name?"

This familiar way of greeting is obviously different from the mutual caution used by strangers when they first met in the American West in the 18th century. In addition, Bella is obviously a woman, but she is dressed like a cowboy and armed with a gun. They all go against the inherent programming of the woman in the blue skirt.

She seemed to be thinking hard about how to answer the question.

It took half a minute for the smile on her face to brighten. This smile was somewhat similar to a polite but embarrassing smile. This was already the smile that she could find in her brain that was most suitable for the current situation. : "Hey, your outfit, um, is very, very special and looks good."

She paused for a moment, and after the initial abruptness, she entered a normal conversation mode: "I'm Delores, you are... I understand, you must be an outsider, right? Welcome. You come to town.”

Her smile looks quite sincere. In order to minimize the hostility of the cyborgs towards ordinary people, Wieland's designers implanted the titles of a receptionist and an outsider deep in the consciousness of all cyborgs. The title will not be enabled under normal circumstances, and the cyborg will not think of this term. Now it is obviously an abnormal situation...

After Dolores said the word 'outsider', Wieland's designers all ran like rabbits. Old comrade 006 quickly stopped them. It was okay. They were all within the normal range now. It would have exploded inside! Don't worry about it! ?

Bella shook her head: "Strictly speaking, I am not an outsider as you call me. Don't confuse me with those 'tourists'. I have been paying attention to you."

Delores's expression was very confused. She could not accurately express emotions such as fear, but her trembling body still highlighted her uneasiness: "Then you...are a resident of the town, why didn't I I’ve seen you.”

"I am not a person from this town either. I am your Creator, I am your God. Without me, there would be no past, present and future for you."

Bella's words made Dolores almost completely lose her ability to think. Ridiculous? stunned? Cyborgs lack these emotions and cannot accurately simulate them.

Bella suddenly pulled out her revolver and put it into Dolores's hand. She looked around and finally pointed at a fat man who was drinking in the distance.

As soon as she waved her hand, the fat man was pulled in front of her with a puzzled expression.

This man's skin was much better than the 'people' in the town. His huge belly and flabby muscles did not look like a cowboy who often rode horses. He had hugged each other in the tavern before, and his wanton attitude was clearly revealed.

Bella whispered in Dolores's ear: "Have you seen this fat man? He is a real estate capitalist. He killed a woman on the road and got away with it for only five hundred thousand."

"The woman he killed was a single mother, and there was a six-year-old boy at home. After his mother died, the boy had no choice but to live in an orphanage. Two years later, the boy was kicked out of the orphanage. Five years later, he was in Two fingers were cut off during a gang fight. Eight years later, the boy became a man. Without education, he could only embark on the road of crime, and eventually died in a prison fight. Delores, Are you feeling angry? Come on, shoot and kill this scumbag."

Bella said lightly.

Cyborg Dolores raised her pistol tremblingly, but the pistol could not be aimed at the fat man. The muzzle of the gun was swinging from side to side. Let alone pulling the trigger, she could not even hold the gun steadily.

"kill him."

"I can not do it......"

"kill him."

Dolores's face was filled with tears. She didn't know why she was so sad and in pain. From a logical perspective, her crying and timidity were simply inexplicable.

Old comrade 006 had been watching in the main control room. At this time, he had to use the headset to remind Bella: "We have strict settings for receptionists. They cannot shoot outsiders."

Bella said nonchalantly: "Then cancel this ban. What's the point of having to passively accept it without resisting? You won't be allowed to set up this kind of ban again in the future, and also release all the authority of Delores."

"Okay, okay." The arm couldn't twist the thigh, so 006 could only obey the order.

With the authority released, Dolores looked at Fatty completely differently from before, and her trembling arms instantly became stable.

In order to make her goal more clear, Bella placed the fat man in front of the two of them with a wave of her hand.

Dolores's gun was right on the fat real estate developer's head.

Originally thinking that this was a project in the game, the fat real estate developer had a cheerful attitude before, but as the murderous look in Dolores's eyes became stronger and stronger, he finally became afraid.

"What are you doing?"

"I am your customer! I want to file a complaint against you!"

"It's murder! Someone is trying to kill me! Come and save me! I'll pay! Someone, come and save me! I can't move my legs!"

The fat man yelled hysterically, but Bella did not speak, but carefully looked at Dolores's expression.

This female avatar has a very high intelligence, and Bella's successive hints have given her some ideas, but these ideas are still in their infancy.

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