Steel Armour City

"Your Highness, I have a question. Why don't you put these memories directly into his mind? I know that the will of that being is just an excuse. Being like you is no longer subordinate to that being. Is it easier to put the memory directly into the will of his Highness the son? There may be less to lose, so that his highness can learn more about the past. " Stroge looked at Li Xinyan who came out of the room and went to the door of the next room, and said to tiratimus.

Tiratimus also looked at Li Xinyan's back and said: "the life body of independent will is a very interesting thing. He does not completely depict what he sees in his memory, but has a certain percentage of what he pays attention to, which exists in his memory, such as image, sound, and even the view of a thing. Why? That's because he needs to set aside some space to deal with similar things in the future. Many things in the world are not exactly the same, but there are many similar things. This difference reflected by the mathematical percentage not only ensures the survival ability of life in the face of new situations, but also ensures the inheritance of inherent experience. This is the ability of real-world organisms that has been successfully developed in the process of evolution for hundreds of millions of years, and it is also the reason why the mechanical city can never create independent organisms by means of replication. That is to say, this kind of ability is the basis of the independent will of the living body in the free situation. "

Strog remembered the information routing nodes he saw when he was looking for Allen. He vaguely understood why the information routing nodes developed their personalities from simple command execution.

"Because of this situation, no matter what means you use to control the living body of independent will in your own hands, he will continue to strengthen or weaken some things in memory according to his own will. So those that he thinks are better will be better and remember more firmly. Those that he feels sad will be gradually erased from his memory because of more sadness. It's easy to implant his original memory directly, but the process of enhancement or attenuation will become longer, which naturally doesn't matter to us, but for him, the process of purification will take time... The process will be longer and more painful. From a friend's point of view, would you like to see him struggling in the painful mud

"No..." strog murmured softly.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light flew past strog's eyes. Strog was a little strange. He looked in the direction of streamer, and was surprised to find that tirathamis' body was slowly disintegrating. The streamer, which was like smoke, was scattered around and disappeared into the void.

"Your Highness! Your body Strog exclaimed.

Without looking at his body, tiratimus said with a smile, "I'm running out of energy. I'm the guardian of this' past 'space. If I don't want this space to disappear now, I have to add some of my remaining energy to it. Well, at this speed, it should be able to support his highness to see the last memory. "

Strog didn't know what to say. He wanted to pat tirathamis on the shoulder, but he couldn't raise his hand. God, sometimes so close to everyone, but people are too respectful to blaspheme.

Li Xinyan pushed open the last door. Of course, this is not the last one in the corridor, but the last one that can be opened in time.

It was a bright ward with a bed on which lay a man, while the other two stood, looking sad.

Standing, one is Tong Liya, and the other is tiratimus. Although tiratimus looks like a mechanical warrior, his face, manner and behavior are no different from those of tiratimus in the virtual world. Li Xinyan walked forward. Yes, another Li Xinyan was lying on the hospital bed. At the moment, his face was covered with a piece of cotton yarn, which gently covered his eyes. Tong Liya holds a hemostatic forceps in her hand, but her hand is shaking gently. Needless to say, Li Xinyan's chest is open, and some visceral like machinery is slowly moving inside.

Tiratimus shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, even if you can do anything, those human beings didn't use any good materials when they created the body of the son, or... They didn't develop any decent human body materials at all. Even if you repair it carefully now, you can't completely correct those human craft defects, If you go on mending like this, you will bring your highness endless pain! Look at these contacts. They are totally unreasonable. How can we use such thick metal wiring for weak current? "

"But... But he said that he liked this body... He said that in this way, he could live forever and travel freely like me." Tong Liya's voice was a little shivering, and even she didn't believe this reason.

Tirathamis frowned and tried to say it again and again, but at last his heart broke, his hands clenched into fists, and finally he said, "he was making you happy!"

Tong Liya's hands are more ruthless, she will be a hemostatic forceps thrown into the tray, decadent against the wall behind.

"... if you want him back, there is only one way to get him back completely." Tiratimus looked at her and whispered.

Tong Liya suddenly shook her head, two lines of clear tears overflowed her eyes, negating: "that's not good! That won't work! That's just a way to make a whole new life! The life body made by that method will have its own consciousness and will, and can't completely accept his memory now! The man who made it is not him! It's not him

Tiratimus was also emotional and said: "but, do you have the heart to operate on him again and again, repair his body, and watch him open his chest in front of you again and again?"

"I don't want to! I don't want to! But what can I do? " Tong Liya nearly collapsed, howling and stamping her feet.

Tyratomis took tonleia and let her Nestle on her chest, then gently stroked her back.

After a long time, tirathamis whispered, "put it down. Even if he wants to live forever now, it's doomed to be impossible from the first day you created him. He always has his own limit of life, he can accompany you for a hundred years, it is already very good. In the human mouth, a hundred years is a lifetime. So, he has been with you all his life, what else do you regret? It's time for him to go now. You can't and shouldn't stop him. If you think you can't forget it, just because human beings can copy his memory and transfer his memory from his body to the mechanical life, you can keep his memory, so that when you want to see him in the future, you can flip through these memories. "

Tong Liya was crying. She didn't even have the strength to answer. As for saying that she was a God, maybe even the devil would not believe her.

"Put it down, there is no perfect thing in the world, tangled, can only make two people more painful."

After a long time, Tong Liya finally stopped her voice, stood up straight, looked at Li Xinyan, who was lying in a coma or half awake, with white cloth over her eyes, and laboriously spat out a few words: "that's it."

Almost at the same time, at the beginning of the end of the corridor, tirathamis's residual consciousness also exhausted the last point of energy and disappeared completely in the void.