[Quick Transmigration] The target of the strategy is always wrong

At night, Eisen leaned against the head of the bed and read a book under the dim light, with a thin quilt covering his lap.

Joe got into the bed naked. He lay on the pillow and looked at Eisen and didn't pay attention to him, so he poked his head slightly to see what Eisen was looking at.

"Tagore." Joe said so firmly, he knocked his chin on Eisen's arm, and the light touch did not bring any extra burden to Eisen.

Before Eisen asked, Joe took the initiative to explain: "There are a lot of things installed in my program, and the designer also took into account the cultural level of my clients. I also once met a woman who liked Shakespeare. She was very fond of it. like me."

"Really?" Eisen lowered his eyes and saw only the top of Joe's head and his long eyelashes, and then he turned his gaze back to his own page, almost commanding, and said, "Read it."

This is a book of poetry, Eisen likes to use it to pass the time, especially before going to bed, it can give himself a good dream.

Then Joe read in his low, magnetic voice: "The mystery of creation, like the darkness of night—is great. But the phantasms of knowledge are like the morning mist. Don't let your crags be high, love sitting on a cliff.

I sat in front of the window this morning, and the world was like a passerby, staying for a while, nodding to me and walking away.

These whispers are the rustling of leaves; they whisper joyfully in my heart.

You can't see yourself, all you see is your shadow..." (from Baidu)

Before Joe had finished reading, Eisen asked, "Do you think you're great?"

Joe didn't understand, so he looked up at Ethan, the corners of his eyes cocked, wanting to be kissed, and Eisen did.Joe closed his eyes seemingly enjoying himself, and he kicked the question to Eisen again: "What about you? What do you think of me?"

His green eyes stared at Eisen motionlessly, as if eager for the answer.What is he like in this world?Are robots really great creations?

Eisen gave him the answer: "You are great. You are mysterious. You are fascinating."

Joe showed a sweet smile. He boldly moved the book in Eisen's hand, put it on the cabinet next to the bed, put his hands on Eisen's sides, and stared at Eisen with his moving eyes. Sen, said slowly: "Enjoy me, Eisen."

So Ethan did, and he kissed Joe slowly, from his lips to his neck, and his fingers moved gently over his smooth body.

He said: "Our life is gifted. We can only get life (Tagore) if we give our life. One day." He said, "You will get real life."

[They were created by humans, created with cold equipment. 】The system spoke coldly, he didn't seem to be anthropomorphized like Qiao Lai,【How could such a thing have life? 】

As if talking to himself, the system said unceremoniously.

[I once told you that when you stare at something for a long time, the thing itself has meaning. ] Eisen pushed Joe under his body, seeing his slightly flushed face and enthusiastic movements, he couldn't help laughing, 【Everything has its own meaning, the meaning of being created . 】

While kissing Joe, he kneaded his buttocks with his palms, [For the creator, he must have endowed him with the same deep feelings, it cannot be denied that even a mechanical heart will be hot one day And fiery. 】

[You were still cursing at the beginning why I asked you to attack a robot, a heartless robot, why has your attitude changed so much now? ] The system is puzzled, he feels that human beings are really fickle.

Eisen watched Joe express his enthusiasm without hesitation because of his actions, and couldn't help speeding up, the pleasure and emotion burst out together.

[Because, he is really cute, I can't help but think about how beautiful it will be if he really knows how to love. 】

Joe was panting under Eisen's body, but he still kept hooking Eisen's neck to kiss him. He felt that he fell in love with such behavior, and it shouldn't be.

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The annual machine event is about to start, but it is different from what people imagined. It is not about showing high technology or the latest robots, but killing and mutilating those robots that have been eliminated but not destroyed.

Eisen got two tickets, and he took Joe there.

With the development of science and technology, while scientists are constantly pursuing the perfection of mechanization, many people are worried. They hate or even fear the existence of robots.Because they are too real and too rational, human beings can't help but think about the future, the future where only robots exist.

Therefore, under this fear, more and more people joined the ranks of the machine slaughterhouse. They poured money into it, roaring and roaring, wanting to show their power by this, a kind of robot that can determine The power of life and death.

More than 50 years ago, scientists invented a method that can make robots feel, so that they can touch and perceive foreign objects, and respond more closely to humans.

And such a breakthrough invention has also become a means for humans to abuse robots.

The slaughter has not yet started, and Eisen is sitting in the VIP seat, which is a box away from the crowd, and can observe everything on the stage with the best view, and there are only two people in this box, or one of them cannot be called human.

Eisen put his hands on the railing, looked down at the host on the stage, and said the same opening remarks.After observing the box curiously, Joe silently walked to Eisen's side, and imitated him and put his hands on the railing.

Today, he is wearing a tailor-made suit sent by Essen, and his hair color has changed to the color of ordinary humans. He has been completely distinguished from other robots, a unique Joe, and a more human-like Joe.

The fun has begun.

A 90s droid is strapped to a rocket, not to get him into space, of course, but to let him set off a celebratory fireworks display for the start of the slaughter.At the moment when the fireworks filled the night, the real theater was about to arrive. Joe still looked up at the sky full of fireworks, without blinking his eyes.

The carnival begins.

Joe silently watched his own kind being abused in various rude ways, but his face showed no fear at all. It seemed that nothing could give him emotion, not even fear.

But Eisen saw a robot that surprised him. This is one of the generation of robots he made ten years ago. He was only 14 years old but he was already a mechanical genius. So he made a generation of nanny robots and let them accompany him. He thought that these robots should be stopped and destroyed, but he didn't expect to meet them here.

"Who is she?" Qiao keenly noticed the difference in Eisen, so he asked.The nanny robot was tied to a post, as if it was about to be rotted by sulfuric acid, and Eisen knew that the nanny robot hadn't turned off its pain sense.

"She's the robot I made before." Eisen just looked at the nanny robot, and said so plainly. For the first time, this kind of Eisen made Joe feel a great sense of insecurity and a slight fear It spread in his heart, so he asked: "You abandoned her." It was almost certain.

"No." Eisen shook his head, "She was eliminated."

The sulfuric acid fell from the top of the robot's head, and the appearance of the imitation human skin was burned. In a trance, Joe seemed to see the robot staring at the stand, with a gentle expression and a smile.

Joe took a step back. He looked at Eisen, at this heartless human being, stretched out his hand and gently grabbed Eisen's sleeve, and said, "Please don't let me be treated like this."

For the first time, he wants to exist...

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The author has something to say: It feels so good to talk about life while making love