Steel Armour City

The snow has stopped, the wind has stopped, the whole world seems to have been frozen.

When the sun leaped out of the horizon, strog woke up from his dormancy and looked at the temporary wooden house built with branches to cover the cold wind and snow at night. Then he still lay on the ground and relaxed, like a bored watchdog.

It doesn't take much energy to make such a small wooden house. His energy can be recharged in the sun to supplement it. So last night, when making this wooden house, he almost destroyed a piece of forest. The materials selected are superior tree trunks, with symmetrical proportion and straight growth. Then he carefully built such a small wooden house. It's said that the cabin is a temporary building. It doesn't look like it. If he hadn't finished it himself, he would have thought it was a rich human resort specially built on this hillside.

The wooden house did not move, bathed in the sun, in the snow became the only place with a little popularity. Strog did not mix in the human world, he can not say where this feeling came from, but it is certain that this feeling makes him feel that the world is not so cold.

As a mechanical life, both the original body and the body created by Elena have a strong tolerance to cold. The extreme cold of the human world will not have any impact on him. However, this scene at the moment somehow makes him feel a little warmer.

"Dead... Goods! That... That's the... Emotion of the human... World! " In strog's consciousness, a low voice stuttered the silence.

"Who are you?" Said strog and fryer.

"Two... Idiots! Who am I? I... Don't know. How can you... Know? " The voice said.

Strog and fryer naturally guessed who it was, but they both expressed their attitude in silence.

"Hey, it seems that you, like me, have been in the human world for a long time, and gradually have the same experience - beginning to be assimilated by human beings."

Strog didn't have the heart to talk to the sun. He only asked coldly, "didn't you break up your consciousness before? How can you remember the past? Can't you say you have more than one core of consciousness? "

This is indeed a strange question. After entering strog's body, many of the light signs that make up the scorching sun are destroyed and transformed into pure energy. He has lost so many light signs that he should have no complete consciousness and even no need to change his memory. But what's the matter? How can he still have the memory before? Even, he can express his own ideas!?

Is it possible to say that the consciousness of the scorching sun is similar to that of the gods to a certain extent, and can self repair and regenerate? No, other gods have never heard of the experience of self repairing consciousness except tirathamis.

"Well! Stupid! Did... No one tell... You that when consciousness remembers... Some important... Things, it can compress... The contents of memory? " Asked the scorching sun.

"Compression? How to compress? Is your algorithm deep enough to compress memory at will? " Fryer was a little surprised.

"It doesn't need... Any algorithm!" The sun denied“ It's just... The simplest form of memory tagging in the human world, no, the biological world. " Scorching sun seems to have some ability that strog has not seen. Even speaking, it gradually becomes fluent. This makes strog even more impressive.

"Human beings, if they hate a person... They will dilute the specific memory content of... And put this person in the memory tag of... To be a bad person. In this way, even if... He forgets how bad this person is, the bad person tag of this person will not disappear. So, in fact, memory is compressed, or... Simplified. So, I've learned this way. "

Strogge said, "so you actually compress your memory like this?"

"Yes. So... Even if I was defeated and my consciousness was cut, I was able to gradually... Recover. Although it's difficult to recover to the original... Appearance, it's OK to recover some... Important things. "

"Then... Can't you die? You're strong enough to be able to come back after your consciousness has been cut Interposed fryer.

"Well... From a human point of view, it's like this." The sun answered.

"Hum!" Strog disdained: "what's the use of this? Even if you can restore yourself to the original level, what can you do? Are you still trapped in this body By the way, I suddenly thought of a question. His highness ares took all our consciousness into his hands. Why didn't he destroy us? Instead, he asked his highness Irina to restore us. What does he... Mean? "

The scorching sun did not answer, but was silent for a long time.

Seeing that the sun didn't speak, strog continued: "I know my identity. After his highness tirathamis was arrested, I was actually an ownerless soul. It doesn't make any difference to destroy me or leave me. With the power of his highness Ares, destroying me is just a little effort. Moreover, from the perspective of identity, his highness Elena is the consciousness of two layers of virtual space, The second floor virtual space has always been the place under the supervision of his highness Ares, where his clergy lies. The strong consciousness in it is always the object he needs to destroy. Why can he put down the butcher's knife and spare her? Aren't you powerful? Do you know why? "

The sun still did not answer, silently do not know what to think.

"Also, if you have such a strong ability to recover, will his highness ares take a fancy to your ability to recover you and me?" But if it's for your ability, why didn't he restrain you and me under his command in any way, but let us follow her highness Tong Liya to move freely Is he on the side of his royal highness tirathamis in terms of his original will Strog put forward several possibilities, but the sun did not answer any.

"I can't answer these questions. I can recover some of my own consciousness, but I can't recover the lost memory. My memory compression method is just... In order to make my consciousness recover to a certain extent, but there is no way to restore all my memories... Back. But if I guess... Yes. He's probably... Tired of his ministry. "

"Tired? Do you mean a God is tired of his ministry Strog was surprised.

"Well. It's nothing... But it's strange, just like me, if... Is divided into consciousness many times, every time it's like death... Once, everyone will want to change this... Life Yes, I'm tired of it