There Is No Afterlife

It rained heavily.

The rain curtain became a gray piece, blocking the sight of humans.

Sigma, who was holding an umbrella, faced the drenched robot gloom screen, just when Sigma thought that the robot was "dead", the robot suddenly said hello.

"Hello."

"...Hello." Sigma carefully observed the robot in front of him: this is a robot with a white background, because he is in the garbage dump, his body can hardly see the original color, he put himself in the garbage Next to the trash cans below, in order to save space, he hugged his knees with his hands, shrinking his whole body into a cuboid as small as possible.

I don't know how long he has been in the heavy rain. There are rust marks on the shell of this robot, and some metals are moldy.

Sigma recognized him, the droid sitting in the back seat of their family on the spaceship, with a returns card on his chest.

When the two robots looked at each other, a box car drove up in the distance, and the car stopped in front of the garbage dump, and two robots with the word "Sanitation" printed on their bodies got out of the car.

Turning a blind eye to the two robots including Sigma, they began to sort out the garbage on the ground according to a certain rule. As the garbage gradually decreased, one of the robots finally sorted it under Sigma's feet.

The Youguang Screen took a look at the two robots, and said, "Please note, this is the place where residents' domestic waste is placed, and the metal waste should be disposed of at the metal waste place 300 meters away."

It's treating Sigma and the white robot as misplaced trash.

"..." Without saying a word, Sigma quickly installed two legs, then stuffed the umbrella in his hand into the hands of the white robot, and then lifted him up abruptly.

Tap, tap, tap, he quickly ran away holding the white robot.

Faced with this sudden move, the white robot could not resist at all: he was running out of energy.

He could only hold the umbrella in his hand, and then put the umbrella on Sigma's head as much as possible. The umbrella was so big that even if it was mainly placed on Sigma's head, he didn't have to continue to get wet.

He figured Sigma was going to put him in the right garbage center.

During the past few days hiding here, he has been thrown there four times, and each time he slipped back by himself.

why?

It's just delaying time.

Obviously he had already boarded the car back to the factory, but he stayed on it for a while and then got off by himself.

He knew what the outcome would be when he went back and waited for him.Either change the body, or change the brain, or change nothing and dismantle the whole machine.

Either way, he doesn't want to be like that.

Then he got out of the car.

As a city of machinery, robots can be seen everywhere in Pendela. These robots have their own masters, jobs, places to go, and places to return.Robots without these can only be found in one place, and that is the Junkyard.

So he hid himself in the trash.

In fact, this doesn't make much sense. When his energy is exhausted and he can't move, he will naturally be sorted to the metal waste processing center, where the sorting robot will definitely be able to pick him out and send him back to where he should go.

Except for his body being more worn out, his fate was no different.

However, he did it anyway.

The gloom screen of the white robot is getting dimmer and dimmer. Before it automatically shuts down, the last world reflected on his gloom screen is not an overwhelming torrential rain, but an umbrella with cute patterns drawn on it.

The umbrella was huge and covered him warmly.

Before the automatic shutdown, one of his hands tightly held the umbrella in his hand, while the other hand was tightly clenched into a fist.

***

He thought this was his end, but who knew——

Two hours later, he was artificially turned on again.

"Sigma, please explain what's going on." He heard a very stern voice, the owner of which should be a robot.

"Sigma brought him back. He didn't destroy public property, didn't destroy cultural relics, and didn't disrespect great men..." He heard the voice of the robot defending himself.

"Are you sure you picked it up? Did you pick it up at Sumei Machinery?" He heard a human voice again, and he remembered that voice because that person was the first human to respond to his greeting.

"Sigma picked him up at the domestic waste disposal place 300 meters outside Master Kenda's door!" Sigma vowed.

"But..." Looking at the return card on the white robot's chest, Mu Gen obviously recognized the identity of the robot. The card had the words Sumei Machinery on it. After living in Pendela during this period, He naturally knew that these robots would go to the original factory by themselves to wait for processing.

"The robot is not household garbage, and it was put in the wrong place." Beta said coldly.

Mugen: ...Huh?Er Bo, what you should care about is not this... Sigh!

While the family was having a great time discussing the robot picked up by Sigma, the white robot had re-corrected the time and sat up.

"Hello." He greeted everyone.

"Please don't blame the robot Sigma, I voluntarily went to the domestic garbage disposal." He first defended Sigma.

"Huh?" Mu Gen was taken aback.

"Mechanical products should not be placed in the domestic waste disposal place." Beta grasped this point and insisted orz "Yes, I know this, but if it is placed in the correct place, I will be returned to the original factory for disposal soon Lose."

The voice of this robot is somewhat different from that of Alpha and other robots, with less metallic texture and more gentle.He speaks slowly, as if he doesn't mind at all that he is the trash that needs to be properly disposed of.

The robots fell silent, and in the end it was Mugen who spoke first: "Hi, I'm Mugen, and the robots next to me are my family members. From here, they are Uncle Ypsilon, Uncle Beta, and Etta. Uncle, Uncle Pie, Dad, cute Mengmeng... Finally, standing in front of you are Sigma and Alpha, Alpha is the head of our family, and Sigma is my younger brother."

Mugen politely introduced his robot to him.

The dirty white robot stuck.

"Excuse me, are you a robot too?" He asked cautiously, his scanning device told him that the person in front of him was undoubtedly a human being, but at this moment he doubted whether his scanning device had fallen behind.

Mugen froze for a moment, then smiled brightly: "No, I'm human. What's your name?"

The white robot stuck again, and then he introduced his name very cautiously: "My name is z29234556643...you can simply call me robot z2093."

This is his number. There are many robots in the same batch. His number is quite long. Since the owner bought many robots in the same batch as him at the same time, he did not give him a name.

"Hello, robot z2093." Mu Gen smiled and reached out to him.

The robot z2093 hastily stretched out his mechanical hand, noticing that his hand was dirty, he hesitated for a moment, but was quickly grasped by the opponent and shook.

"Can I ask more details? That day, I saw you getting into the car..." After hesitating for a while, Mu Gen still expressed his doubts.

"Yes, after getting on the car for 3 minutes and 50 seconds, I got off again." Robot z2093 confessed.

"Why..." Why?Mu Gen wanted to ask at first, but he soon understood the reason.

The robot z2093 stretched out the other mechanical hand that was tightly held before Mugen, and then opened it, revealing a colorful stone inside.

"For this." He said slowly.

"This stone, I think it is very special. If I go back to Sumei Machinery, when humans dispose of my body, they will definitely throw it away. Even if humans will not dispose of me, after I refill the system, I will Won't remember it."

From beginning to end, the robot's tone was calm.

After listening to his words, Mu Gen fell silent.

"What's so special about this rock?" Sigma took the initiative to chat with the robot z2093, who is also a rock collector!

"This stone has a total of thirteen colors, and there are thirteen prototype potholes on it, which are very regularly distributed." Robot z2093 replied seriously.

"But, it doesn't look pretty at all. I have a beautiful blue stone." Sigma couldn't help showing off his collection.

"It's very special, but I think this stone is even more special. I picked it up on the way to buy vegetables five years ago, and it has been with me for five years." The robot z2093 gently held the stone in his palm.

Up to now, Mu Gen has been very clear about what the "special" in the robot's mouth means.

Unlike Sigma, this robot does not understand beauty and ugliness, nor does it understand what kind of mood it is to like. Whenever it encounters a problem that his logic cannot handle, he will summarize it as "special".

"I think this stone is special" = "I think this stone is beautiful"

"I think this stone is more special" = "I like this stone more"

In fact, it is just a stone picked up by the roadside, but this robot likes it very much, and has kept it by his side carefully for five years. Now it is facing the danger of being returned and destroyed. Also unable to own this special stone, or even forget about it.

Looking at the two robots who were still discussing the stone, Mu Gen didn't know what to say, so he could only continue to remain silent.