Please Have a Cup of Green Tea

When I walked out of the factory, the drizzle had stopped outside, and a yellowish mist shrouded the space, reminiscent of dusk and sunset.

Above the head is a huge and tortuous metal pipe. The mottled paint looks worn and worn, and there are some rusted places. It is crumbling, and Bi Ming's heart trembles slightly.

"DiDi—" Not far away, there is a square camera floating on the pipe, like an iron box with a small hole, and the hole will glow red.

Bi Ming watched that thing aimed at herself and Arnold, and for some reason, she felt a strange feeling of being watched, and goosebumps appeared.

"What's wrong?" Arnold followed the girl's line of sight and immediately raised his eyebrows.

The next second, the silver-haired sentinel came to the square box, grabbed the "monitor" with one hand, moved his fingers flexibly, and without tools, the thing had been "opened", revealing the circuits and chips inside. .

Arnold picked up the chip, placed it on a groove on his communicator, and quickly parsed the chip's composition and material signals.

Bi Ming looked curiously at the "black technology" that came with his communicator: "What is this?"

"Silicon chips that can wirelessly transmit data over long distances."

"No, I'm asking why your communicator is so amazing..." The eldest lady leaned over, her golden brown eyelashes blinking, almost touching his face.

"This communicator... I've modified it," Arnold paused for a moment, trying to ignore the girl's breath with an elegant fragrance, and his Adam's apple moved slightly, "It can analyze the composition and molecular structure of matter."

"You made it yourself?" Bi Ming can be called a scholar on Earth, but looking at the understated genius in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh, "So strong."

"..." Arnold only felt that the proximity of Wenxiang Nephrite Jade by his side made him a little unable to concentrate, so he could only sigh and accept his hormonal agitation, "I can make one for you when I go back."

"No," Bi Ming shook her head, her eyelashes curled, "I'm not a scientist, I'm just a jewelry connoisseur. I can't let me appreciate the molecules and inner structure of gems together, right?"

She doesn't talk about this profession, Arnold has almost forgotten about it.

"I took a look. Except for this kind of camera, most of the machines here are turned on." The man thought for a while, but he still talked about business. "Normally, there is a high possibility of human manipulation."

It's like Arnold is now unsure if this piece of silicon is sending a signal, exposing their whereabouts to the monitors behind them.

"There's no one here." Bi Ming looked at the surrounding pipes and metal walls with complicated eyes, "Is there really still people living there?"

Arnold was perceptive, at least, they didn't have any breath of "human" activity within a few kilometers.

The two continued to walk forward, and finally came to the exit of this industrial area.

The maze of pipes that had been pressing on the top of the head disappeared, and the dome suddenly rose, revealing a larger scene outside.

In the hazy mist, skyscrapers and neon flashes, just like a modern city with feasting lights.

It's just those half-suspended lanes, small robots flying back and forth, and mecha promotional videos... all of them no longer explain the charm of technology.

Bi Ming looked at the humanoid mecha that shuttled between the nebulae on the oversized projection screen. The arcs of the electromagnetic and energy cannons were gorgeous and full of violent aesthetics. Individual combat, multi-player cooperation, and group attack modes were like a blockbuster on the earth. Human adrenalin surges.

Arnold was beside her and whispered in a low voice: "This is the greatest invention of the Enlightenment era-ancient mecha, which symbolizes that ordinary people also have the ability to fight against ordinary sentries. One is still in the Capital History Museum."

"It's been so long?" She calculated that the Enlightenment Era was at least 50,000 years ago.

Probably because the ruins were too shocking, she involuntarily raised her head and inhaled, but just saw the thick fog being blown away a little, revealing the...

The material looks a lot like the air filter cover of the Capital Star Airport.

She guessed that she could still breathe freely at the bottom of the sea, probably thanks to this protective cover.

Just to maintain such a huge, almost limitless air system, how much energy is required, and this city can maintain operation in the absence of people.

Bi Ming felt as if he had entered a misty and bizarre dusk city.

Arnold took her onwards, through the narrow and winding industrial streets, past various mechanical parts and abandoned prosthetic rehabilitation stations, and passed the bars and dance halls with various sexual cues on the door...

"Take a rest." Probably seeing Bi Ming's pace getting slower and slower, Arnold stopped at the entrance of a cafe-style shop and pointed to the tables and chairs outside.

Bi Ming heaved a sigh of relief, smoothed the hair beside her ears, and took her skirt to find a swing-like seat with green plants next to her and sit down.

Arnold sat opposite her, looking at her dry lips and the sweat on her forehead, frowning slightly: "You..."

"Huh?" The eldest lady blinked curiously at the handsome long-haired man who hesitated to speak.

"If you're tired, you don't have to endure it." Arnold lowered his eyes and said inadvertently, "The key thing can't be rushed."

Bi Ming looked at him, suddenly smiled, and fiddled with the small button on the metal table with her fingers: "Well...Arnold, are you concerned about me?"

The silver-haired sentry fell silent.

Why is this guy so sullen? Bi Ming thought about it, and pressed the button with a slight force with his fingers, and then the table top vibrated slightly, and the table board suddenly lit up.

Bi Ming took a closer look, good guy, it's a touch screen computer!

Arnold knocked on the table and analyzed the material: "The ancient touch LCD screen should be used by the store to order customers."

Bi Ming thought about it, isn't this a modern tablet or mobile phone, she clicked the "Order" on the top with great interest, and she saw a large series of colorful drinks pictures and words.

"Cappuccino...Brown sugar macchiato...Mango smoothie..." All are Chinese characters that are recognizable.

She tried switching the language system and found that most of the Earth languages ​​were on it.

Arnold looked at her whispering, her eyes bright, and couldn't help but raise her lips and smile.

If Nina is here, she will definitely sigh, the iceberg that never melts will melt, as long as she meets the right person.

"Testai, have you learned ancient Chinese?" However, Arnold did not forget to ask Bi Ming, "This language is difficult to master, but you seem familiar."

Unlike when he first came to Lianzong, Arnold didn't have the temptation to try at the moment, but was closer to chatting with friends, and he asked if he had any doubts.

Bi Ming did not hide it, but admitted frankly: "On the mother planet, Huaxia alone makes me feel the most intimacy. Its cuisine has basically been lost, but there are still ancient texts and video materials. I like to watch these."

"It may be that some of your ancestors' genes came from China." Arnold, a contemporary leader in genetic research, instinctively thought of this, "It's like my genetic inheritance is more in line with a country called Germany on the home planet."

Bi Ming gave a "huh" and suddenly found that Arnold's rigorous, rational, and meticulous personality really resembled that of a German: "Didn't the coordinates of the mother star disappear, and you can trace the source of the gene?"

"Testa, the universe is infinite and contains all kinds of wonders," Arnold told her, "We never stopped archaeological work, there is no Blue Star, but the ancient humans on the Ark will still preserve their history, culture and books. For future generations, and we have the tools to simulate and restore the original genes of human beings..." Having said this, the silver-haired sentinel suddenly paused.

"Primitive genes, um," Bi Ming could hear the change in his tone, "but no matter how much you simulate, you can't tell the truth without the real original genes."

The original smile on Arnold's lips has been restrained, and his face has returned to the calmness of the past: "Yes."

It is precisely because the genetic research of the Science Department has been deeply bottlenecked that he wants to get a real ancient genetic stock solution.

"But the genes of the Blue Star humans are long gone," Bi Ming sighed softly, but he was watching Arnold's expression out of the corner of his eyes, and his doubts deepened.

How to mention the original gene, this guy is a secret posture.

Could it be... this has something to do with the secret the Sentinels have been hiding?

Bi Ming did not forget that in 1998 at the Underground Research Institute, he mentioned to Phoenix that he wanted him to hand over a "thing".

This group of people is definitely looking for a very important "baby", and the "baby" may be related to genes.

Both of them lowered their eyes, their thoughts were different, but soon, Bi Ming adjusted, fingers casually on the menu: "I'll try to see if I can order..."

Arnold also brought his attention back to reality.

Then Bi Ming was pleasantly surprised to find that the touch screen system is not only not broken, but very easy to use. It can also be changed to projection mode, displayed on both sides, and operated at the same time.

"A cappuccino, a...Arnold, what do you want?" She playfully pretended that she was actually ordering, regardless of whether a waiter served her or not.

Arnold looked at her sapphire smiling eyes, and suddenly felt in a better mood. The two of them sat alone in the cafe, it was like the "blind date" that the old stubborn always wanted him to participate in... No, he and Testai were obviously Not so unfamiliar, so it's more appropriate to call it "dating".

"A, Nuo, De?" Seeing that he didn't respond, the girl could only raise her voice and stare at him seriously, "Really, why are you distracted all the time?"

"Sorry," the silver-haired sentinel returned to his senses, only to realize that he fell into the fantasy of "dating" again, which is indeed rare for a man who has always been rational and self-sufficient, "but... do you really want something?"

"Let's play, whoever made Capital Star's restaurant read minds. Although it's fast, it's a little less fun to choose." Bi Ming didn't expect anyone to bring drinks in this cafe, and even if there was something She didn't even dare to drink it.

Who knows how many years this seabed remains buried? No matter what method of preservation is used, the food has already rotted.

And there is no smell of people here, and there can be no shop assistants.

"I don't need to." Arnold did not stop her from playing this "little game", but operated the projection screen on his side.

After Bi Ming clicked [Confirm the order], he found that the projection on Arnold's side was a bit different from his own, and couldn't help but wonder: "What are you looking at?"

"News." The silver-haired sentinel stared at the projection, frowning gradually.

Bi Ming: ...It's really a tablet, can I watch the news?

So she also scratched and found that this table board is really interesting, not only can order for guests, but also play music, video and even watch news online.

Wait... Bi Ming was shocked, connected to the Internet?

"Judging from the news time, the star calendar is 4755 years, which is obviously the chronology of the Enlightenment Era," Arnold's voice was cold, "Then this ruin... at least it existed more than 40,000 years ago."

Bi Ming quickly browsed the web page, and the most important news on the most important page was:

"The Second Legion under the Goddess Sweeps the Chaos Army in the Galaxy and Wins Greatly"

She clicked in and found that the picture inside was an extremely spectacular ring-shaped starship group, with densely packed mechas, just as cool as the promotional video just watched.

But when it comes to "goddess", Bi Ming remembered the statues she had seen earlier... It turns out that these relics worship not lies, but truth!

Arnold also showed a complicated expression: "It seems that the existence of the dark wizard is not a rumor."

Bi Ming thought about the goddess who is the dark guide, who can control the mental picture of the sentinel arbitrarily, match anyone, and take the dominant position, which is too cool.

No wonder he can save ordinary people by himself and create a new world of equality.

But Bi Ming didn't envy for too long. Compared with the goddess who was loved by everyone and took on important responsibilities, she preferred her current arrogant and irresponsible life as a young lady.

But there was one thing she was curious about: "Arnold, you said... Do all sentinels obey the goddess when they meet her?"

The silver-haired sentinel gave her a strange look: "Of course it's impossible."

Human beings have developed into this era, and they are no longer a group of ignorant and blind obedience. The same is true of sentinels. Faced with dark guides who can control their own spiritual world, they are often more cautious than favorable.

"Matching can't decide everything," Arnold thought for a while, and he and Bi Ming were also 100% compatible. Although he hoped to become a partner with her, he didn't force it, "Tsdai, we are human, not animal."

"Humans evolved from animals." Bi Ming couldn't help but slapped lightly.

"But we are not animals after all." The silver-haired sentinel looked at her and said earnestly, "The reason why the goddess is great is not because she can attack and control sentinels, but because she is a power user. However, he is willing to fight for a living space for ordinary people, so that the sentinel has to compromise."

Bi Ming stared at him, and suddenly felt that this guy was quite cute: "I know, Arnold, you seem to respect her quite a bit." She rolled her eyes, "So you like this?"

Arnold was startled for a moment, then stared at her with those gray eyes, with a deep meaning: "No, Testai, I have nothing but respect for the legendary goddess."

Such a decisive veto, as well as the burning gaze, made the eldest young lady, who was originally a bit wicked, also get stuck.

"You... Or, keep reading the news... I'm not going to gossip anymore." She pretended to be calm, "Just kidding, don't be so serious."

Seeing her face becoming dark and dizzy, the man's heart moved, and his eyebrows unconsciously brought out a slight smile.

In Bi Ming's peripheral vision, the other party's high and straight cheekbones and deep eye sockets look elegant and charming, and the long silver hair draped down is like a touch of moonlight, so sacred that people don't want to stain it.

"Next, next piece of news, "99% of the land was submerged after the Blue Star Flood", hiss—" Bi Ming planned to use the news to change the topic and ease the embarrassing atmosphere, but at this thought, he couldn't help being shocked.

Arnold didn't show any surprise, just flipped through the picture above and remained silent.

Bi Ming looked at the planet that was supposed to be blue-green, but now it was all blue, like a huge water polo, and all the mountains were mercilessly engulfed.

"Blue Star disappeared during the most chaotic era in the universe, that is, at the beginning of the Qiming Era..." Bi Ming murmured, "That seems to be coming soon."

"At that time, the four legions of the goddess were torn apart because of the fall of the goddess, and they divided the major galaxies. The first emperor of the empire led the rise of its forces, bringing the chaotic era of enlightenment to an end and ushering in the era of a unified empire." Arnold simply calculated, "The archaeological team found that the parent star disappeared during that time period."

Bi Ming suddenly remembered Lilith's love comic in which the founding emperor fell in love with the goddess who had passed away for tens of thousands of years, and burst into a smile.

"Huh?" Arnold was curious when he saw the brisk smile on the corner of her lips.

"You mean, do normal people have deep roots in a human relationship tens of thousands of years ago?"

Arnold: ...he doesn't know, and does it matter? Did Testie love this "unswerving" infatuation?

"Cough, let's not talk about this, it's just a girl's cartoon." Bi Ming waved her hand, and felt that her brain was too romantic, she simply believed Lilith's evil.

Just after she finished speaking, a "ding dong" sound suddenly sounded in her ears—

【The drink you ordered will be delivered soon. 】The sound came from the table, or the standard Chinese broadcast tune.

Bi Ming and Arnold looked at each other, and in the next second, they both stood up immediately.

At this moment, the glass door of the empty coffee shop suddenly slid open, and a creaking sound came from inside.

Arnold stopped directly in front of Bi Ming, and his perception diverged... It seems to be a robot?

Bi Ming grabbed the sleeve of the silver-haired sentinel, her palms were sweating a little, and she just felt like hell.

Can you really drink cappuccino in this underwater ruins?

Soon, a humanoid robot with a dark, steaming, unknown liquid appeared in their sight.

The front half of the robot's face is a normal person, and the material of the eyes is a glass-like transparent texture, which reminds Bi Ming of 1998.

The latter is a bit weird, it is a complex mechanical brain.

The way it walks is not with its legs, but with some kind of pulley on the soles of its feet, sliding straight as they come.

Bi Ming has also seen many service robots in the original owner's house, some of which are almost the same as real people, but this smiling "waiter" in front of her gave her an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

Soon, the other party came to the two of them, put the dark and steaming cup on the table, and looked at Arnold ... Bi Ming behind him: "Guest, the drink is served, plus the tip totals 100 Credit, what do you use to pay?"

Arnold spoke first: "We are outsiders. Without the payment currency here, can we use other mortgages?"

Beaming knew that Arnold was testing the robot's intelligence.

The other party was silent as expected, and after a while, he said with his unoiled, rattling vocal cords: "Without credit points, you can make mortgage payments."

The silver-haired man said coldly, "How to mortgage?"

"A good arm is worth 200 credits. A good heart is worth 500 credits. If it's a brain, 10,000 credits." The robot's tone was a little odd.

Bi Ming's heart is beating wildly, is it such a lawless shop?

She couldn't help sticking her head out behind the sentinel and staring at the robot: "Can you refund the order?"

"Sorry, the goods have been sold, and no refunds are allowed." The other party shook his head about 180 degrees, which was strange and bizarre.

When Bi Ming saw Arnold's fingers that were about to move, she knew that this great scientist might be ready to do research. The camera just now could be dismantled, but the robot in front of him couldn't be dismantled?

Just give him a reason—

"Ahem, we have no credit points now," Bi Ming grabbed Arnold's wrist and told him not to act so quickly, "and your cup is not a cappuccino at all, the coffee tastes wrong, and there is no steam foam at all, Are you selling fakes?"

Crackling robot: "…"

"And you don't allow customers to refund orders, which violates consumer rights and interests. I'll let you know."

The clicking sound of the robot was gone, and the smile on his face seemed to freeze.

"I won't take advantage of a black-hearted store like you, and your service is too bad. You don't ask me about sweetness, temperature, and don't provide napkins and anti-scalding signs. Believe it or not, I exposed your store to Star Online?"

Bi Ming's three-line questioning not only completely silenced the robot, but also froze the sentinel next to him.

Arnold was going to take apart the robot's skull and study the level of artificial intelligence development in the ancient ruins. I didn't expect that the well-founded nitpicking of the eldest lady beside him sounded quite reasonable.

The robot with a weird smile now looks a little funny, and seems to be dealing with Bi Ming's "complaint".

According to their intelligent logic, customer ordering - self-delivery - customer paying is procedure A.

The customer orders - self-delivery - the customer does not pay - the arrest is procedure B.

Of course, there is also a program C in which customers use their bodies to mortgage credit points.

But now the customer refuses to deliver the meal, and is justifiably picky about its meals, it seems that it does not belong to the category of eating Bawang meal, but is outside the program...

The control center connected behind the robot began to heat up like crazy.

The eldest lady also folded her arms confidently and stood up from behind Arnold: "Your coffee shop can even make this kind of unknown liquid with its signature cappuccino, and you want to force customers to accept your food, I think you need compensate me."

The next second, the circuit at the back of this old robot blew out because of the confusion in the program processing and the lack of repairs for a long time.

Looking at the robot that squeaked and suddenly collapsed, Arnold couldn't help but smile against his lips.

"Tesla, you are amazing."

"It, what's wrong with it?" Bi Ming didn't even think of three or two accusations, so the restaurant robot with unknown intentions collapsed, "This... can it be repaired?"

Arnold's brows are light and his tone is firm: "This kind of ancient service robot... Even a federation child can handle it after training."

It's just that he just squatted down, his fingers covered the back half of the robot's head, and he suddenly frowned.

The heat of the machine in the palm increased abnormally, as if the center was being continuously heated by someone remotely controlling it, and it would explode in a few seconds—

Bi Ming also saw the robot's eyes suddenly glowing red, and exclaimed: "Arnold be careful!"

At this moment, the man's palm moved, and the central system of the robot's body, which was rapidly heating up, suddenly seemed to be wrapped in icy cold water, and it was misfiring.

"It's okay." Arnold pinched his fingers, and the front and back half of the robot's head were separated, exposing the circuit inside and the silver-blue chip system.

Seeing that the dangerous red light no longer flickered, Bi Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned in to see: "This is... something that controls it?"

"Silicon chip, it seems that the electronic products here have the same thing." Arnold wrapped the silver-blue chip with water film, and then slowly picked it up, "It can send and receive signals, similar to humans. already."

Bi Ming remembered those sci-fi films he watched before, and suddenly tilted his head: "Do you think there will be something like artificial intelligence that controls the entire underwater city?"

"Looks like we've come up with one. These silicon chips have already explained that they all have another 'brain' issuing instructions," Arnold raised his head, just as he was about to explain it to Bi Ming, he suddenly frowned, " Damn it!"

"Eh..." Between the electric light and flint, Bi Ming felt that she was being picked up, and in the next second, several electromagnetic lasers passed by her side.

Arnold pressed her head in his arms: "Don't move."

The next second, a large group of flying electronic cameras that they had seen before surrounded them.

Bi Ming curled up obediently, trying not to cause trouble, but in her mind she was thinking:

He and Arnold belonged to illegal intrusions, and would be guarded... or the protection system found, it seemed quite normal.

The first ruin only has the Sphinx, it's best to invade, the second ruin is good for aliens, and the third ruin...

Do you have to deal with artificial intelligence?

For some reason, the thought of this made her a little excited.

As we all know, advanced artificial intelligence can modify the permissions of low-level artificial intelligence. If you call in 1998, the artificial human with the highest intelligence level in the federation, can you in turn drive the artificial intelligence of this city to help her find the key?

But now the only trouble is, how to find 1998?