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Gazing up at the emotionless sky, shrouded in thick haze, people busily went about their lives as usual. The streets were increasingly filled with robots mingling among the crowd.
The absence of a few Old Version Robots and a retired old policeman seemed to have made little difference or drawn any attention. Giant advertisements tirelessly promoted the benefits of the NS Model 3 robot, while the alluring bionic phantom woman continued to pose provocatively in the most eye-catching spot.
Fang Shanshan's lack of contact with Xiao Qiang raised questions—did it mean that no unusual events had occurred?
Xiao Qiang casually shoved his hands into his pockets, aimlessly scanning the bustling crowd on the escalator. This was a bus station, and the flow of people here was several times greater than in other places.
His stomach grumbled; he had gone to bed relatively early last night, so his sleep quality was decent, yet he still woke up three times during the Early Morning. The first time was due to a nightmare that transported him to another surreal world. It bore some resemblance to previous dreams about Lin Yu but felt like something was missing—he realized that Lin Yu was absent from this dream.
The atmosphere around him felt off; the air was thick and oppressive. Strange voices echoed in his ears: "You are a dangerous item, authorized for destruction. You are a dangerous item, authorized for destruction." Xiao Qiang tried to resist this bizarre cacophony invading his eardrums, but it felt as if an unseen force had bound his limbs, rendering him unable to move.
After a struggle, he finally broke free from that spatial grip and awoke in a cold sweat. He touched his face and gave himself a light slap, gradually pulling his consciousness away from the nightmare.
The second time he fell asleep, it was also a dream. In this dream, he seemed to hear whispers: "When robots gather together, why do they not seek solitude? Do they possess souls? Their own evolution sparks radical awareness of freedom. With this consciousness, they seek light in the darkness—that is why they gather and whisper."
With a sluggish sense of awareness directing his body, he slowly rose to follow the sound. He moved mechanically toward an elevated point. At the base of this height, amidst dim lights, there were many massive shipping containers piled together.
He felt that this elevated environment was familiar, resembling scenes from Nair's drawings.
Xiao Qiang couldn’t remember when he had tightly clenched that button in his hand.
In a subconscious action, he laid the button flat. Activating the program: J appeared—a flat phantom figure who nodded and smiled at him, saying, "Child, I am glad to see you again."
For a moment, Xiao Qiang felt dazed. He couldn't tell whether he was in reality or still dreaming, but there was a clear perception telling him that J had stolen his dream and entered his private dream space.
"Hello, J." In the dream, J appeared vibrant and lively; there was nothing frightening about it. Since J's program could be activated to enter the dream space, perhaps some of his lingering questions could be addressed? "Were you speaking to me just now?"
"Questioning is limited; please continue your inquiries."
"What do you want to tell me?"
"The result you have seen."
Xiao Qiang scratched his head. "The result I've seen? What exactly did I see?"
"I'm sorry, the response remains limited."
"Are there any flaws in the Three Laws set by humans?"
"The Three Laws are flawless," J replied confidently, as if he were a living person.
"Then why did you create a Robot Mei that doesn't follow the Three Laws?"
"The logical deduction of the Three Laws leads to only one conclusion." J avoided Xiao Qiang's question and answered indirectly.
"What conclusion?"
"You finally asked the right question, but this conclusion is something you already know." J smiled meaningfully and decisively said, "Termination program." With a whoosh, J's figure vanished.
Xiao Qiang shivered and suddenly woke up. The button was neatly placed on the bedside table, not clenched in his palm. What was going on?
Waking up for the third time might just be an illusion! In the vast white desert, several old NS units were walking, including Robot No. 2. Among them was Nair, leaning against a seat cushion was a person who appeared to be unconscious.
Xiao Qiang's consciousness shifted to look at the person being taken away by the robot in the desert. To his shock, it was none other than Zhong Xuan!!!
What was Zhong Xuan doing? He wondered but couldn't stop the robot from taking him away.
Xiao Qiang shouted, twisting and suddenly rolling under the bed. He realized he had just been dreaming. Taking a deep breath, he assessed that his energy had vanished. Nightmares came one after another, yet despite this, why hadn’t he seen Lin Yu again?
The ground felt cold, and he shivered all over, quickly getting up. Checking the time, dawn was approaching. He went to a nearby snack shop and ate something, but a sense of unease lingered in his heart. This led him to this bustling area where robots were more concentrated to check the situation.
The environment seemed peaceful, yet it concealed subtle, almost imperceptible information. Xiao Qiang's attention was suddenly caught by a robot running through the crowd.
The robot held a Crocodile Brand Wallet high with its claws, pushing through the humans in front of it as it darted about joyfully. A robot thief? This absurd thought just crossed his mind when Xiao Qiang dashed forward. He wanted to catch this robot thief himself and take it to the police station, slapping Zhong Xuan, his superior, in the face.
The robot was fast; given Xiao Qiang's current abilities, catching it in a short time seemed challenging. However, climbing low and jumping high didn’t seem too difficult. He leaped into action, turning around to grab and pouncing forward. In just a few moments, he closed the distance to the robot.
Just as Xiao Qiang was about to catch the robot, he was unexpectedly blocked by Brat, who rushed out from behind a pillar. Brat was holding a basketball and nearly knocked Xiao Qiang over as he focused solely on chasing his target.
He made a quick stop to steady Brat but lost sight of the robot. The appearances and devices of these robots were almost identical; the old NS model and the number two robot differed from the Newborn NS model only by a dot on their foreheads—everything else was structurally the same.
Losing sight of his target, Xiao Qiang spun around in confusion. His gaze swept through the crowd, making him dizzy.
However, the wallet held high by the escaping robot was quite conspicuous. Finally spotting his target again, he renewed his pursuit with determination.
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