Obedience

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An embarrassing battle finally settled.

Arthur still can't recall how he survived.

After witnessing that unbelievable scene, his eyes suddenly went black, his electronic brain was completely blank, and his limbs fell to the ground weakly, as if he was paralyzed without any consciousness.

After waking up, he was transported back to the Institute of Biochemical Intelligence without any injuries, and got the news that the rebellion had been quelled.

Even though the victims were numerous and the survivors few, they were victorious in the end.

This is the most devastating blow since biochemical intelligence was used as a military weapon in war.The programs of several Servants were invaded, tampered with, and controlled by the network.Without exception, they first ended the life of their masters, then killed each other with their own kind, and finally detonated themselves.

And those mass-produced biochemical intelligent humans who were regarded as military weapons from the beginning were even played by the opponent between applause and confusion.

The entire Institute of Biochemistry fell into a huge panic.

The Imperial Parliament ordered the research institute to give a reasonable explanation, and public opinion caused an uproar, constantly questioning and criticizing the meaning of the existence of "biochemical intelligent people".The research institute was in a mess and had to hold frequent press conferences to defend itself.

However, everyone knows that if the problem of "easy to be invaded by the network" cannot be solved, then biochemical intelligent people will no longer have the value of serving the empire.

He came home without turning on the light.

Vincent's pajamas were neatly folded at the head of the bed, Vincent's exclusive milk cup was placed on the dining table in the living room, and the computer that Vincent had been occupying for playing games was still on the sofa.The scenery in the room remained the same as when they left, nothing changed.

But Arthur knew that everything had turned upside down.

The child named "Vincent" seemed to have evaporated, disappeared without a trace, without any news.However, the memory of the two being together is like a bomb buried in his heart, which may explode at any time.

He tried to find some way to clear the memory in the electronic brain, but his efforts were in vain.

Humans don't have the ability to clear the memory in their own brains, so neither can he - because he is the closest model of biochemical intelligent people to humans.

He was lying on the bed, covering his face with the quilt, but his breath was full of that person's breath.

Memories flashed in my mind like a splendid revolving lantern, and I vividly remembered every minute and every second.

When they met for the first time, Vincent was sitting on the ruins and winking at him.

Every night, Vincent curled up in his arms and fell asleep peacefully.

Every time he got angry, Vincent begged him to forgive him coquettishly.

Vincent panting under him in the narrow flying machine.

...and Vincent who smiled at him in the smoke and fire on the battlefield that day.

He did not look for the child, nor did he dare to.

Because, if Vincent is that person, he doesn't have any power to interfere with his freedom.

If only he was the one.

If he is the one who let himself look for five years!

Arthur suddenly realized something, got up from the bed, and ran to the tarmac without tidying up the messy clothes on his body.

In the lobby of the Technical Bureau.

He stood in front of the consultation desk, unable to muster up the courage to speak for a long time.

After standing upright for a while, he cleared his dry throat and spoke with difficulty:

"Requesting information on... ServantI-0000 Arthur Spencer."

"Connecting to the database for you, please wait."

Female-I's unwavering electric sound entered his eardrums, but it made him flustered intermittently.He waited anxiously, his fingers gripping the hem of the uniform tightly, almost tearing the fabric in his hand with such force.

The familiar holographic projection interface unfolded before his eyes.He slowly raised his hand and clicked on the column of Master.

The heart was beating violently, as if it was about to burst through the chest cavity.

At some point, the once empty database has been filled with unfamiliar data.

"Master

Vincent Johnson"

And in the photo column next to the name, it is clearly that innocent face.

He walked out of the Technical Bureau in a daze, and sat down on the grass next to the tarmac.

"Why are you sitting here?"

A familiar voice came from not far away.Arthur looked around and saw Dr. Durant walking towards him.

It was the first time he had seen Dr. Durant with his hair down and in civilian clothes.The black and smooth bangs and temple hair softened the originally deep and three-dimensional facial features.

I haven't seen him for a few days, his face is morbidly pale, and his figure has obviously lost a lot of weight.

As he walked, he turned his head and said, "Luke, you don't need to follow, just stand there."

Only then did Arthur discover that Dr. Durant was followed by a strange Servant.He has a completely different face from Caesar, and his respectful and docile appearance is also far from the original man.

Luke stopped far away, and nodded at him with a distant and indifferent smile.

Aware of Arthur's complex gaze, Dr. Durant smiled and said:

"Why, feel strange? Just after that person disappeared, I changed into a new Servant, isn't it very cold and heartless?"

Arthur was organizing the appropriate language, but Dr. Durant lowered his eyes and said slowly:

"If the Servant breaks down, just replace it. This is the rule of the game for the privileged. That person is just one of many biochemical intelligent people, and it's no big deal."

Arthur was silent, not knowing how to respond.

Dr. Durant looked at him quietly, and after a while, he said:

"Vincent asked me to bring you a sentence. He said that when he returns, he will give you an explanation."

Arthur's pupils contracted sharply, staring at the person beside him in disbelief, and said with trembling lips:

"You...have known each other before...?"

Dr. Durant turned his head and looked into the distance, and said calmly:

"In the past four years, I have kept his identification bracelet on my behalf. I didn't return it to him until I met you on the tarmac before going to the battlefield."

Arthur's chest heaved violently, and he was too shocked to utter a complete sentence.

"What did you say……"

Dr. Durant sighed, lowered his head and played with the silver bracelet on his wrist, which symbolized power and status, and said:

"If you wear this thing, you can never take it off. In fact, the privileged are not as beautiful as they appear on the surface. To put it bluntly, they are ordinary humans with high IQs. Do you know how to become a privileged person, Arthur?"

Seeing no response from Arthur, Dr. Durant said to himself:

"Every year, the Institute of Biochemical Intelligence will go to various civilian areas to carefully select children with extraordinary intelligence and arrange them to study in special schools. After graduation, they will directly enter the Institute and become the so-called 'privileged'. We have the supreme social status and rights, and even allowed to be equipped with the most high-end private biochemical intelligent person like Servant. Isn’t it very enviable?”

Arthur was dumbfounded, moved his lips in vain, and finally chose to remain silent.

Intuition told him that there were far more secrets that were deliberately concealed than he had imagined.

Dr. Durant chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"However, the moment we became privileged involuntarily, we signed an irrevocable contract of sale. We lost our personal freedom, our relatives, lovers and friends, and the right to marry and have children. Stay with Servant for life and dedicate our lives to biochemical intelligence research. As you can see, we may die in any war, or we may just die of old age alone in the research institute.

"So, the privileged are not entitled to love, and cannot have love. Do you understand?"

The end of the question was choked in his throat, with a sense of helplessness.

Dr. Durant stroked his temples unconsciously with his hands, cleared his throat to cover up his gaffe, and continued:

"'Having the right to equip private Servants' is just a pretense. When we create you, we must bear any risks that exist on you. We bring you with you all the time, not for playing and enjoying yourself, but to monitor you closely Take action, find your defects, and serve the research and development of the next generation of biochemical intelligent people.

"You may not know that before you leave the factory, countless outstanding seniors in the research institute have lost their lives at the hands of their own works. Because of this, starting from you, the bodies of biochemical intelligent people have been loaded with ten seconds Detonate the device to avoid the behavior of harming the owner.

Dr. Durant paused for a while before lowering his voice to continue the topic.

"In the final analysis, Servant is a test product of the privileged, and the privileged is just a test product of the research institute.

"The reason why the Institute of Biochemical Intelligence is so lawless is that it has the support of the royal family and the parliament behind it. The Institute unconditionally supports the rule of the empire, and develops various types and functions of biochemical intelligent people for the empire, such as you, such as those who act as human beings on the battlefield. Poor bastards of military weapons. Let biochemical intelligent people gradually replace human beings and engage in all potentially dangerous jobs. This is their ultimate wish. Unfortunately, in the war of the [-]th district of the common people, the performance of biochemical intelligent people disappointed them greatly .”

The corner of Dr. Durant's mouth curled into a playful smile, and he continued:

"As for your unreliable master Vincent, his father, Dr. Johnson, was once the most authoritative chief designer of the institute. It is said that during a certain war to suppress the rebellion 20 years ago, he and one of the common people The woman combined privately and gave birth to a child. You must know that the research institute will never allow anyone to break the taboo. Once the rules of the game are broken, there is only a dead end. Even if that person is the pillar of the entire R&D center and holds the most core scientific research technology.

"Dr. Johnson foresaw that he was about to be destroyed, so he secretly hid all the research and development materials in his hand, and left the password to Vincent. Sure enough, within a few days, Dr. Johnson disappeared without a trace. The research institute All his information was destroyed, and any trace of his existence was removed, as if he had never appeared before.

"Since then, the research and development of the Servant biochemical intelligence designed by Dr. Johnson, which is also your predecessor, has been completely stopped. It was not until Vincent entered the research institute to take over the project that all projects were restarted. I have to say, that The guy is simply a genius. I remember when he was forcibly tied to the research institute, he was just a little boy. In only three years, he successfully created the first biochemical intelligent person Servant-I. No If I remember correctly, number 0000 is you, Arthur."

Arthur was dumbfounded.

"Vincent's talent and talent far surpassed that of ordinary people, and brought immeasurable benefits to the Institute of Biochemistry. But no one expected that after Servant-I was fully put into production, he submitted a report, claiming that the production There is a secret program set in the template, he can activate any Servant-I’s ten-second detonation device anytime, anywhere to make it self-destruct. In exchange for five years of personal freedom.”

Dr. Durant shrugged, and his tone became lighter.

"I think you can guess the rest. The research institute removed his identification bracelet and erased all his identity information. Vincent can't enjoy any rights that belong to the privileged, and he must never disclose himself However, he must fulfill the obligation of a privileged person, and submit the corresponding data analysis and evaluation report to the research institute after each war. So I said, you will be able to find him on the battlefield. It is also because of this , you will become such a special existence."

Is this why Vincent begged him to come to the battlefield, and risked his life several times to leave the aircraft?

Arthur scratched the hair on the back of his head, feeling a little dumbfounded.

"Do you hate him?" asked Dr. Durant, "that he left you alone, lied to you, and hid you for so long?"

Arthur bit his lower lip, bewildered.

"As a master, he is indeed a bit selfish. You two met on the battlefield, it must be considered fate by accident. In the end, no matter how smart he is, he is still just a young boy who is not afraid of tigers at birth. Rebellious and willful due to age, regards freedom as the most precious thing in the world, resists the research institute with the most innocent and childish behavior... and also has a little bit of a strange taste of mischief."

"Arthur." Looking at Arthur's serious expression, Dr. Durant sighed and said:

"He could have enjoyed the freedom that made all the privileged jealous, unfettered and free, and spent a full five years doing everything he loves. However, he came back early. He couldn't face you as the master, so he had to try his best. There is a way for you to keep him, just to stay by your side."

For you.

"The reason why I'm telling you these things is because that guy is special, and you are also special. That's all I have to say, and you can settle the rest yourself."

Dr. Durant brushed off the grass clippings stuck to his pants, patted Arthur on the shoulder, and turned to leave.

When the breeze brushed his hair, Arthur was slightly taken aback:

"Doctor, you..."

The setting sun elongated the desolate but resolute figure.He resisted the words that were about to blurt out, thought for a moment, and then said:

"He'll be very happy. You know what I mean."

Dr. Durant's back trembled imperceptibly.He didn't look back, just took a deep breath and waved to Arthur.

Duplicity guy.Arthur smiled silently.

Covered by sideburns is a ruby ​​earring.

He clearly remembered that the earring was still worn on Caesar's ear until the explosion sounded.

The words between the lips were torn apart in the wind, dissipated, and no one listened.

"Doctor, how long did you search for in that ashes that night?"