Home from scratch in another world

"So, Attil, what do you think the answer is?"

In less than one night, Shimeng collected a lot of answers. The three girls in the fantasy area discussed for a long time, and they thought it was the soul. Brother Guanyi and Hongye looked at each other and smiled, saying it was love and empathy.

However, the essential programmer's flower bag gave another very interesting answer - the growth rate and service life of the bionic human.

Flower bags seem to be rare at present, jumping out of the "human essence" hidden in her question, interpreting it literally, and understanding the bionic person as a "thing".

This gave Shimeng a new way of thinking: So, bionics have "extremely fast growth" and "short lifespan", isn't it just like human beings in the universe?

After asking many people one after another, she gained a lot, and came to Arthur Rimbaud at the last stop. She didn't want to get an answer, but she seldom talked with him about that person.

They were all trying their best to find out, and when they decided on the theme of the science fiction novel, when they wrote the beginning of the novel, they thought... maybe she should talk to him.

——That, the story about Verlaine.

The two of them stood on the back of a huge monster, at an altitude of nearly a thousand meters, the ice layer stretched under its giant claws, it didn't need to flap its wings to fly at all, it only needed to spread its wings, the feeling of surging and jumping, It makes people seem to ride on the sea of ​​clouds.

Looking from here, the world is vast and ethereal, the space is vast and empty, and you can hear the whistling sound of the wind blowing here.

But at this moment when Shi Meng asked this sentence...but before hearing his answer, he felt his pain first.

"It's a dream." His voice was as empty as the wind blowing across the ice field.

"Attil..."

After a brief silence, there was still silence.

He was sad, which made her a little sad too.

Rimbaud pretended to calm down, staring at the peaceful ice blue below, his expression returned to his usual calmness: "I'm fine."

Talking about them sitting on the hard scales, the sharp bones of giant monsters protrude from the surface, and the ferocity and solemnity are perfectly blended here.

Rimbaud rested his legs on the dragon's back, as if he was narrating or confiding: "Miss already knows that Paul is the artificial supernatural life form 'Black No. 12', a cloned life...then In the memory corridor, the young lady only saw the pictures on the murals, and did not know more details... In fact, Paul will never be able to dream."

Shi Meng didn't interrupt him, she silently looked into the distance, so Rimbaud could continue talking to himself.

"When we met, we were both 15 years old. Paul didn't know anything about the whole world. I felt... I saved him, and I should be responsible for him... We were the best partners, the best Relatives and friends, I hope that Paul can believe that he is a human being, because there is no difference between him and human beings in essence."

"But……"

Pain finally appeared on his face, which may be what he has been thinking about since he recovered his memory: "I was wrong, my self-righteousness, the sympathy I imposed on him, and my emphasis on human beings made him hate himself, Hate my own birth, hate this world."

The white and silver-blue ice surface is always quiet and cold, empty, and his face seems to be immersed under the ice layer...

"Artificial supernatural life forms will never be able to dream." Rimbaud's voice was like the wind, "I was wrong."

In the next second, her voice broke through the ice: "You are not wrong."

"Atel, you are all right." Shi Meng repeated this sentence again, her voice was firm, but her expression was very gentle. He could see the boundless ice and snow under the deep blue starry sky from her eyes.

Rimbaud looked at him blankly, as if he had turned back into a displaced person on the long steps, wanting to find an answer: "Then who is wrong?"

The girl withdrew her gaze from looking into the distance. Is there an answer to this question?In fact, there are many things in the world that can’t be right or wrong. Verlaine who can’t dream, the bionic man who resists fate and seeks answers...human beings who try to lend a helping hand.

The answer he gave was actually "dream". Maybe she had too many emotions, but at this moment, like Rimbaud's gentle hug a long time ago, Shi Meng hugged him hard.

Because at least this one, she can answer.

"If you must find someone who is responsible for this wrong thing, this person will definitely not be you. He can be the 'Pun God' who created artificial supernatural life forms, or an ambitious man who wants to control supernatural abilities. It is a researcher who claims to be the creator, and all the human beings who despise supernatural powers and ignore life in this era."

"It's their fault, it has nothing to do with you."

……

After this hug that could feel the strength, Rimbaud's expression gradually recovered, and his face once again showed the smile that he used to get along with her.

"I was comforted by Miss again." He seemed to sigh.

Shi Meng hugged her knees and also smiled: "You will always find the answer."

Rimbaud looked at the girl's beautiful side face, and thought, if she had been there back then, Paul and him...wouldn't have drifted apart.

When he was thinking this way, he heard a new question: "Is it possible to create artificial abilities in Europe?"

Rimbaud nodded, then shook his head again: "At first, a European researcher discovered a kind of "self-contradictory ability", which can be understood as the paradox of the ability, and the singularity produced by this paradox will trigger a an infinite force."

"Those researchers..." Rimbaud showed disgust on his face, "They tried to control and use this infinite power, but the supernatural power exists attached to the human soul, and only human beings can use supernatural energy , but the power is too powerful for human beings to accept, so some people proposed to 'cheat' the supernatural powers by creating artificial supernatural life forms, that is, through artificial personalities."

Shi Meng tried to understand, but was still puzzled: "Is it just like this? Using cloning technology and artificial personality?"

"Yes, through the safety device composed of codes." He seemed to sigh, "2383 lines of codes form a personality."

"Code? Equation?" She raised both hands, clasping her knees, "Wait, is this programming a personality?"

"Yes, Paul is an example of success." Rimbaud was a little confused about his thoughts when he first learned about it. Maybe it was shock, maybe sympathy, maybe... he didn't want such a powerful weapon to fall into the hands of other countries .

However, he doesn't think so now.

Rimbaud looked at the girl next to her whose face was almost covered with question marks, with a relaxed smile on her face, just walking with her all the way, as a companion, isn't it good?

Shi Meng seemed to understand but half understood, and was infected by Rimbaud's calmness, thinking that this was probably a scientific truth that her junior high school education could not understand...

...is it still hard to imagine, relying solely on personality codes?If this can be achieved, it is really an equation written by God!

Rimbaud didn't understand what she was wondering about. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that there was another example in the world - the mission he came to Neon, the Central Plains Zhongye who is now working in his old company, is also a man-made supernatural being. Body, but slightly different from Paul.

Miss... do you know about this?He began to hesitate whether to tell Shi Meng about it.

Lan Bobi faced him and Paul, and was worried for a moment. If the lady found out, with her character...

So don't tell her.

Shi Meng didn't notice the other party's entanglement, and she had new doubts: "Mr. Verlaine, can't you fall asleep?"

Rimbaud resolutely put the matter behind him, and replied: "Yes, Paul never had a dream."

"What? I won't allow it!"

"Huh?" Rimbaud was puzzled.

Shi Meng turned to look at him, with a more serious expression than before: "I don't allow anyone in this world not to be able to play the virtual game I made."

Can't fall asleep, that is, there is no {dream space}, can you find each other in the dreamland?There is still a difference between dreams and spirits. Mr. Verlaine's body is a clone of a boy from a small European village, used to carry abilities as a special personality device.In theory, Mr. Verlaine can enter the "spiritual space", but he needs to try...

So where was Paul Verlaine hiding?Brother Guan Yi couldn't find it, and the pedestrians also lacked clues. Bai Lan said that he knew about it, but the other party hid.

But at this moment, she looked at the way Attil laughed because of what he said just now, and smiled too, not going to explain.

This narration about the past lasted for a long time, and Shi Meng also heard a lot of descriptions about the past, and made up his mind to write this novel well.

At the end, Rimbaud asked again, the question he had repeated many times tonight——

"What does Miss think about humans and bionics?"

When Shi Meng lowered her eyes and pondered, she recalled the answers that everyone said just now, and chose among them... In just a short moment, she said a different answer.

——"It's recognition."

……

On the second day after this night, the author, who has gained a lot, went to deep space to clock in and go to work as usual.

Regarding the novel, Shimeng originally planned to give editor Matsuura a science fiction theme, but delayed the draft.

But Attil said that he wanted to be the first reader, and Shi Meng couldn't refuse his request at all, so he could only agree to the third time, and the guilt in his heart almost overflowed his face.

So be sure to separate the three of them!One serving per person.

But now the meaning of taking over the novel is different. She wants to write it to Rimbaud and Verlaine. With this motivation, Shi Meng's enthusiasm for writing the manuscript is high. Relying on herself as the boss, she pushes all the work to her subordinates.

She recalled the answers collected in the dream last night, compared with her own answers, and first wrote down the three major differences between humans and bionics:

[1. Human beings will always fight, never accept their fate, and never give up.The androids simply accept impending doom and fate mechanically and in a matter-of-fact manner.

2. Human beings have empathy and empathy, can feel pain, and have emotions.Androids are incapable of empathy and empathy.

3. Human beings can dream, but bionics cannot dream electronically. 】

So when human beings start to give up, choose to resign themselves to fate, become indifferent, and lose the ability to think and dream, then there is no difference between them and bionics.

Shimeng has also set up the two-line protagonist in this novel, the protagonist of the bright line, the storm killer {Storm} (storm), the bionic heroine {Brice} (breeze); the protagonist of the dark line, a female The bionic {Aura} (Aura) has completed her mission of killing gods; there are countless bionics who are fighting...

【During this tracking journey, Storm met the heroine Bliss, and they developed feelings.

And Storm passed the emotional test and learned that Bliss is also a bionic person, a model specially purchased by the president of a consortium because of the death of his daughter, and instilled in his daughter's memory.

Bliss, who was satisfied with her past life, finally realized today that she had lived most of her life, but it was someone else's life...

At the same time, in order to prolong her life, Aura chooses to resist the person who created her, waving a knife like a god...]

Who is Bliss who has the memory of "Bliss"?Is Bliss, who started to have emotions, human?

What kind of existence is the self who lost his memory and came to a foreign land?

Bliss, who always thought she was human, began to search for her destiny. Is what she has really love?

Those who are looking for meaning, what are they looking for?

Kill the creator's Ola.

Verlaine, who chose to kill the "Fun God", resisted and counterattacked... so similar paths.

Technology ahead of the times, abilities beyond human reason...

With so many things to discuss, Shi Meng's brain became more and more active, and thoughts and theories collided like sparks in her mind.

The specious ambiguity between human beings and bionics, those philosophical thoughts about survival and morality, those thoughts about self and humanity...

All are reflected in this novel.

And the last scene of the whole novel stays at [When Storm Killer Storm retires the last escaped bionic man, before he dies, in the rain illuminated by neon lights, he reads a poem—a poem he wrote himself.

After that, Storm completed all the tasks, and at home, he did an emotional test for a bionic person...]

About whether Storm is a bionic person, Shi Meng wrote ambiguously. The bionic person gradually became a human being, but Storm began to lose himself... She did not give answers to many questions mentioned in the book, but just Questions were raised.

It took a whole day of work to finally complete the outline of the whole novel, and Shi Meng breathed a sigh of relief.

Leaning back on the boss chair, she stared at the lights on the ceiling that were also on during the day, thinking, in fact, the existence of supernatural beings in this world is like bionics.

Then she asked herself the last question: If human beings and bionics come to the opposite side one day, what answer can she give?

The answer that belongs to her is already very clear.

So, what kind of title should we choose for this novel?

Shimeng, who was actually named Fei, was not very entangled this time.I remembered the chat with Attil last night, the statement about "paradoxical supernatural beings", which belonged to "God's equation".

She wrote five words in the notebook——

"The Paradox Equation".