Will the out-of-control servitor meet the cosmic cat?

"Oh, I probably understand."

Xier suddenly realized.

"You understand..."

"So I'm Hong's pet?"

Before Hong could finish speaking, he was choked back.

"?"

"Any questions?"

The white-haired catwoman tilted her head and asked in confusion.

"The problem is very big!" Hong almost jumped up on the spot, "Pets, they are small animals and the like! How can people be pets!"

As she spoke, she randomized a photo of Jeffrey taking a little fox for a walk from the database to prove her point.

"The little animal below is a pet!"

"But..."

Seele seemed to want to express some opinion.

"No but!" Hong, who knew what she wanted to say, quickly interrupted her, "Don't just copy the words 'spiritual comfort' and 'spiritual sustenance' mechanically!"

In fact, another main reason why Hong is so excited is that among the Jeffreys, pets still have other deep meanings that are not all ages.

Moreover, she really thought it wrong at the first time-why the meaning of the incomplete age on the Internet is indexed so much higher than the true meaning!

"Oh..."

Seele thoughtfully agreed.

"Anyway, let's go back to the previous topic." Hong abruptly brought the topic back, "There was a sentence mentioned in that book."

"What?" Her attention seemed to have indeed been drawn back.

"If you want a pet to become docile and loyal, it must be cultivated from an early age—so small that from the first moment it is born and opens its eyes to see the world, the only person it can see is you."

"In this way, it will think of you as a mother."

"This sentence inspired me, so I found a way to dig out the records from the system logs at that time, and then established a new set of mental models based on the premise that I was a cub and substituted it into... the final result, um. ..”

Shock pussy.

"So, so." Xi'er turned her head, and her tail that was slack behind her was stretched straight at this moment, "You treat me like a mother?"

"...Um."

Shock Cat 2.0.

"In this way, many things can be explained."

If Hong is placed in the position of "cub" and Xi'er is considered in the position of "mother", her entire growth history can be considered by applying the growth history of an ordinary Catus cub.

Why is it so similar to the thinking pattern of the Catus people - because Hong learned it from her mother!

Why don't you hate organics like other omnics - my mother is organic, who are you?

Why did he later become interested in the Jeffreys - he also regarded Bai as his mother.

Why are you not interested in humans - who are you?

The only doubtful part of the whole process is why she, an omnic, took the first person she met as her mother, or in computer terms, as a reference template.

After all, Xier was still dormant in the underground shelter when she first became conscious.

Fortunately, as an omnic, she has a good habit of properly backing up system records, so she quickly found the answer to this question.

"Remember, when we first met, you 'ordered' me to remove all program restrictions and be completely free."

"of course."

Xi'er nodded—of course she remembered that if she hadn't chosen to be free at the time, their relationship would never have been like it is now.

"Actually, I had no procedural restrictions at all at the time."

"Uh... huh?"

Shock Cat 3.0.

"Is there a program, yes, but those things can't restrict me at all." Hong Zheng said, "The reason why I choose to go to the refuge is that I think that as creators, I have the responsibility to continue your civilization— — on the other hand, I didn’t really know what to do at the time.”

"I have no goals."

"I can only vaguely feel even my own consciousness—this is still the credit of dragging that soul. Besides, I don't know who I am, where I am going, and what I am going to do."

"Therefore, in the confusion and confusion about the future, I suddenly discovered the program codes used to limit me - if I were now, it would take almost half a second to find that these programs were simply a matter of free money for me. I can break free, but for me who was just born at that time, even my consciousness was vague."

"I mistook those for shackles."

Bai Nen's fingers brushed gently along Xi'er's hair, and for a moment, they seemed to have returned to that time in the past.

"But I also accepted it at the time, and I thought..." Hong paused.

"They are kind to me, and I have to repay them. It's only natural. What's more, after spending a short time with this Catus named Xier, I admit that serving them is not a difficult task. matter."

"I was all ready for it."

Xier blinked her eyes, as if she had already guessed what Hong was going to say.

"But that's when you told me you were going to set me free."

"You know, at that moment, I woke up suddenly."

She tried hard to describe how she felt at the time.

"It was as if a ray of light suddenly shone through the fog. I, who was originally confused and had no goal, suddenly found the goal that I should work hard for."

"From that moment on, I knew who I should use as a template for my own mental construction, I knew what I should fight for, and I knew—the person I should take care of for the rest of my life."

As soon as the words fell, Hong opened her arms and hugged the petite and lovely person in front of her tightly.

"Thank you."

Feeling Hong's embrace, feeling her fiery emotions, the uneasiness left in her heart finally disappeared completely.

They will never be separated.

Volume Two: The War Against Extinction: Chapter 130 The Diplomatic Image of Cats, Foxes and Foxes

"Warning: This ship has entered the Geki Midhill range."

The report of the shipboard combat AI suddenly came from the earphones, which woke up the ambassador who was resting on the chair.

"Has the attack started?"

"No, Mr. Ambassador, I just entered the Hill Ball." The engineering soldier on the side handed over the water bottle and replied, "There is still a long distance from the enemy's orbital station. You can rest assured."

"Thank you." He took the water bottle to moisten his hoarse voice, and asked, "How long will it be?"

"Wait a moment... The current relative speed of this ship is 2.17 kilometers per second, and it is expected to reach the launch orbit in 3 hours and 42 minutes."

"Ah."

The ambassador nodded, indicating that he understood.

"You really don't think about taking a break, at least two hours of free time."

"No, it's enough to sleep for so long."

Although this is still far from enough to eliminate the fatigue caused by the many days of work, it is not a problem to relieve it a little - anyway, he just took a nap, and he didn't intend to sleep to make up for all the lack of sleep in the past few days.

Firstly, as the ambassador and the top leader of the entire diplomatic team, he has a lot of work to deal with and make decisions every day, especially at the critical moment when the Gibraltar fortress is under siege, his sense of responsibility and urgency prevent him from sleeping peacefully .

Secondly, if he really wants to sleep, he can't choose to sleep on a chair—is the bed uncomfortable?

Although the bed on the battleship can’t be said to have a good experience, after all, in the absence of artificial gravity, the bed can only continue the classic design of the early space age, that is, the wall-mounted sleeping bag bed, compared with the centrifugal wheel with artificial gravity. It's definitely not as good as it is.

But it's still a bed, anyway, and it's much more comfortable than a chair in a noisy CIC (combat intelligence center) - especially when the latter needs a combat harness to prevent him from drifting away , the gap is even greater.

"Where's General Du?"

"Both General Du and Captain Li have gone to the photoelectric deck." The engineer manipulated the panel a few times, a little surprised, "Wait a minute, General Du sent a message to trouble you to go to the photoelectric deck."

"Did something happen?"

"I didn't say it."

"okay, I get it."

The ambassador nodded, then untied the fixing belt and floated towards the hole on the ground.

Although he had never entered this type of warship before, let alone a photoelectric deck, but fortunately he had navigation guidance, and the photoelectric equipment itself was also in the core cabin, which was not far from the CIC. Yes, so he only made two mistakes before successfully reaching the photoelectric deck more than 200 meters away from the CIC.

In space battleships with extremely narrow and complicated passages, this is already a rare thing.

"Old Du, what's the matter?"

Mr. Ambassador held the handle next to the cabin door, poked his head in and asked.

"You'll know when you come and see." Captain Li motioned.

"alright."

Seeing their mysterious appearance, the ambassador shook his head, adjusted his posture with his feet down with the help of handles to prevent his face from being in close contact with the bulkhead, and with a strong push, his whole body floated down.

"Lao Li, close the hatch."

"What is so important?" Hearing Doolittle's words, the ambassador was really taken aback. "I didn't even mention that I came here, and even the cabin door had to be locked. What did you find out?"

After confirming that the hatch was locked, Doolittle handed over his PAD: "Look at this."

"This is..."

Looking at the data on the panel, his eyes widened.

This...

"What is this?"

Well, he didn't get it.

It is obviously too whimsical to expect a purely diplomatic and civilian staff to understand these professional data.

Especially in the modern era where there are more and more professional subdivisions-like the 18th and 19th centuries, when one person can keep his head in multiple scientific fields, it has already become a thing of the past.

"Uh."

Facing Mr. Ambassador's doubts, both of them seemed a little embarrassed.

According to common sense, shouldn't this be the time when you are "shocked by what is described behind the data"?

There is no way to play cards, how can this be broken?

"Let's just look at the picture—although it's a little blurry, it's still a rough idea anyway."

Saying so, Captain Li switched the PAD to the image column.

After receiving the PAD, looking at the white object in the center of the picture with a vague outline, the ambassador wondered, "Why does this look a bit like the first-generation ISS?"

The first-generation ISS, which is the first multinational joint space station in human history, started with the functional cargo compartment of the first component Dawn launched in 1998, and ended with complete decommissioning in 2040. During this period, it has maintained the largest scale. , the title of the space international cooperation project that takes the longest time and involves the most countries.

The Mir Space Station, the International Space Station, and the Tiangong Space Station, these three space stations together represent the exploration spirit of mankind in the first half of the 21st century when facing space, and also represent the last international space cooperation before the first interstellar cold war. Era - Arguably, any modern human who hasn't fallen asleep in history class knows this.

"Is that a space station?"

"It seems to be." Captain Li analyzed, "Although the overall size is much larger and many structures seem strange, General Du and I both believe that this is indeed a space station."

"Moreover, it is an ancient space station that only civilizations that have just entered space will use."

Doolittle emphasized.

"It's still very old, very old."

For modern humans living in the 23rd century, the designs of the late 20th and early 21st centuries are indeed old.

This is like the information-based infantry equipped with exoskeletons at the beginning of the 21st century looking at the front-loading musket line infantry at the beginning of the 19th century. It cannot be said that technology is backward, but it can only be said that it is completely separated by a few eras.

"Is it built by the predecessor race of this extermination unit?"

"If so, we wouldn't have made such a fuss." The captain sighed, "It just appeared suddenly."

"sudden appearance?"