mechanical heart

In the winter of 2200, it was snowing.

It was early morning, and there were no birds chirping, no dogs barking, and everything seemed still.And those large and small buildings are like frozen in crystal, leaving only cold and dead silence.

A large group of birds flew in the sky not far away, and those birds were assembled by machinery.The head is a giant piece of iron, and the sharp claws are layers of wafers a few millimeters in size. They flap their wings and fly from the sky to this side in dense numbers.

Cheng Ling stood on the tall building and watched the mechanical birds fly over his head. The gust of wind from the wings raised the white scarf around his neck, and the cold debris was scattered by the icy wind.He felt a throbbing pain in his cheek, and then a slightly viscous liquid slipped down.Cheng Ling knew that it was Bingjian who had scratched his face.But he didn't pay too much attention to his wound, but bent down and prostrated himself on the ground.

More and more mechanical birds were flying towards this side in the distance, and the strong wind almost knocked away the smokeless boiler on the roof.

Cheng Ling took out the wireless stun gun that had been kept in his underwear pocket, endured the visual impairment caused by the hurricane, and held up the stun gun to aim at the mechanical bird closest to him.

Except for the sharp claws and beak of the mechanical bird, which are made of 90.00% five-purity crystal, the rest are made of ordinary iron and other metals.Therefore, in Shiro's cognition, hitting the mechanical bird's chest with a stun gun is the best way to shoot down the opponent.

He took a deep breath, and the biting cold air entered his lungs from his nasal cavity.In sight, the mechanical bird was getting closer and closer to him.Shiroro pressed his index finger on the trigger, and the rolled up jade-like shards of snow kept swaying in front of his eyes. He subconsciously held his breath, and then pulled the trigger.

The sound of the electric shock above the head drummed the eardrums, and the body of the mechanical bird kept shaking during the process of being hit.At the same time, huge pieces of iron continued to fall from above.Cheng Ling quickly put away his gun and rolled aside. The moment he left the place, the beak of the mechanical bird fell to the ground, and the crystal fragments flew around.

The roof of the building was full of fallen iron pieces, Cheng Ling avoided to one side, and clasped a huge iron piece like a shield in an instant when he turned over.The fine crystals hit the ground like raindrops, and then hit the shield in Cheng Ling's hand one after another.

Hiding in a corner on the roof that is not easy to be hit, Cheng Ling saw the mechanical bird shot down by him shaking through the gaps in the iron plates, and finally fell heavily not far from Cheng Ling.

The smoke and dust dissipated quickly, and the mechanical bird above the head still flew towards the sky according to its own trajectory.

Cheng Ling put down the iron sheet in his hand, stood up, and stared blankly at the black smoke-like mechanical bird flying farther and farther.

Cheng Ling doesn't know what is on the other side of the sky, but this part of the sky is the human world, although there is not much left.

Pulling the scarf around his neck, Shiroro walked step by step towards the mechanical bird that was out of function.

The mechanical bird was invented and produced by humans 100 years ago. Although the materials used are not the most expensive, but in this other world where only scrap metal is left, the material of the mechanical bird is already very good.

Stretching out his hand to remove those machines one by one, Cheng Ling relaxed a little nervously just now.However, when he bent down to take off its wings, the smile froze on his lips.

He suddenly found a human who seemed to be about the same age as himself wrapped in the broken chest of the mechanical bird.

From the outside, the other party was a man who seemed to have lost consciousness.The strangest thing was that it was winter, but the other party was only wearing a gray short-sleeved jacket and a pair of very ordinary jeans.

Cheng Ling also noticed that there was a line of pale pink marks on the opponent's left hand.He carefully put down the wing in his hand, stretched out his hand to pinch the opponent's hand and glanced at the traces, there was a string of very faint numbers and letters printed on it: "X001."

The skin on the fingertips was still warm, but Shirore wasn't sure if the person in front of him was a robot.

Long before the creation of the mechanical bird, the mechanical man has fully entered the life of human beings.The flawless face, the skin made of gelatin, and even something like blood flowing under the skin that is similar to human skin in both appearance and touch.

Robots are comparable to humans in terms of shape and thought.In the beginning, they were just low-energy children, but with the advancement of technology, the brains of the robots continued to develop. Until a few years ago, the first robot with a "mechanical heart" was created.Then real robots began to appear one after another, and their thinking even surpassed that of humans.

Fear began to grow in the hearts of human beings, and human beings ordered to destroy the robots by themselves.

Thus, the first war between humans and robots began, and the earth was divided into two parts.This side of the sky belongs to humans, while the other side of the sky belongs to robots.War has become synonymous with this era.

Although it is difficult to distinguish between humans and robots from the outside, the scientist who created the robots once said: "The biggest difference between robots and humans is their blood. Human blood is bright red, while the blood of robots, Within three hours of exposure to the air, they are no different from ordinary people, but after three hours, their blood will turn black."

Cheng Ling took out a small sharp knife from his pocket expressionlessly. It was originally used for self-defense, but he didn't expect it to come in handy here.He stroked the warm skin under his hands, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stabbed hard like this.

At this time, the man who had been sleeping raised his hand to wrap around Shiro's neck, and pressed him to the ground violently.

With a sense of crisis, Shiroro subconsciously swung the sharp knife in his hand and stabbed at the opponent, but the opponent's reaction was faster than him, one hand grabbed the knife-wielding hand, and the other hand blocked Shirozero's waving fist.

Shocked, Shiro kicked the man's abdomen with force from his waist.But the opponent only dodged to the side, and one foot completely suppressed all the movements of Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling feels like a wild beast that is ready to be eaten by a mermaid. There is fine cold sweat on his forehead. He is panting to preserve his strength. Let's test the other party first, "Who are you?"

Those eyes as black as the abyss were staring at him, for a moment, Cheng Ling suddenly returned to the past by himself, that kind of eyes that seemed to look at dead objects were exactly the same as the woman who put him in a nightmare.

"Is it a human, or a person on the other side?" Cheng Ling didn't like to call a robot a robot, so he always called a robot a person on the other side.

The other party opened his mouth as if to speak, but in the next second, Cheng Ling felt the force that restrained him suddenly loosen, and the other party fell on Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling froze and didn't dare to move, until the warm breathing in his ears told him that the other party had passed out, Cheng Ling pushed him away and stood up quickly.

Standing in place and looking down at the comatose person, realizing that the other person really had no tendency to wake up, Cheng Ling slowly packed up his loot and turned and walked downstairs.

It was still snowing in the sky, and the fine snowflakes covered the other party's seemingly weak face.The mechanical bird had long since disappeared, and only a few tiny fragments and a comatose person remained on the entire roof.

Until there was a sound of crisp footsteps on the surprisingly quiet roof, and Shiroi, who had returned to the house to put down the mechanical bird, returned to the roof again.He stared at the other party with a blank face for a long while, and finally heaved a long sigh, resigned to his fate, grabbed the other party's arm, and half-carried him back home.