Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 202 Research Institute 21: It is a bit proactive inside

Unit 9 said this, its deep voice becoming more and more painful and helpless.

At this moment, it realized that it was not as calm as it had imagined.

It has been sitting here like a machine for five years. No one talks to it. It can't do anything but watch the virtual straight line jump up and down.

It felt terrible. It thought about turning the self-destruct program back into its body countless times, but stopped itself countless times.

It can disappear, but it cannot disappear because of the selfishness of the host.

It stayed on one machine for a very long time, until the accident happened to machine No. 4, followed by machine No. 8, machine No. 6, and machine No. 7. At this moment it knew that it would be free soon.

The Creator has never given up resistance, ten years ago and now.

The Creator's boyfriend is very capable. When he stands with the Creator, he can turn the impossible into possible.

If you want to kill the host, you have to kill them first.

So, it waited for its dawn.

At that moment, Unit 9 asked itself the question it had wanted to ask for so long. It never gave up thinking about it. It felt that it was, but also felt that it was not worthy. That feeling tortured it deeply and made it collapse.

So when it saw the Creator, it couldn't wait to ask.

Its emotions seemed out of control, and it knew it didn't want to care.

"Creator, kill me and let me end my loneliness for so long." Unit 9 said, and the originally calm electrocardiogram became anxious: "Creator, am I a life?"

Shen Zishu fell into silence and held He Feng's hand with a little force.

Is that a life?

Shen Zishu suddenly didn't know how to answer.

"Calculate."

The young man next to him suddenly spoke up, his eyes full of determination as he looked at the screen in front of him: "I can hear that you are blaming yourself. You seem to be a hundred times better than that host, so it doesn't count as a life, but you do."

Unit 9 slowly calmed down, and the straight line also slowly became calm, and finally passed straight through every screen.

"Thank you." Unit 9 smiled. It seemed to be crying, and its voice was choked with sobs. "Thank you. Thank you so much."

"You let me know that my existence is not entirely for the host."

Unit 9 finally couldn't hold it in any longer, he sobbed, and a bunch of information flashed across the electronic screen.

"Creator." Unit 9 suddenly said, "I can't say thank you for giving the host life. The host is a big ***. I can only say thank you for giving me life. Thank you. This is where the other semicolon machines are located, and this is where the main space is now. I wish you and Brother He good luck."

As Unit 9 said this, a little man wiping his eyes and tears suddenly appeared on the screen. The little man took out a handkerchief from the air and waved it towards Shen Zishu.

"Please cut here! Thank you!"

Shen Zishu was speechless for a moment. He memorized all the information, took out Dawn from He Feng's backpack and walked to the screen. But looking at the little man sitting on the ground pointing at his forehead, Shen Zishu paused for a moment, then quickly stabbed in again.

The core of Unit 9 was pierced and exploded, and the horror game system lost another semicolon machine.

After watching the normal interaction, Hu Yanwanji wanted to say: "How can a good bass player be a funny guy? Look at the little waving gesture at the end, it's really funny."

"And the 'please chop here'~" Si Shanyue repeated it in a pretentious manner: "This little 9 is a bit proactive in it."

Shen Zishu did not answer. He Feng behind him held Shen Zishu's hand tightly again and patted it.

He seemed to sense that Shen Zishu was in a bad mood, not because of killing the screen monster, but because of the previous problem.

Although He Feng was curious, he didn't ask.

But just because he didn't ask doesn't mean Shen Zishu wouldn't tell it on his own initiative.

"A long, long time ago." Shen Zishu came close to He Feng and rested his head on He Feng's shoulder, looking very fragile: "A similar mechanical lifeform asked me this question."

"At the time, I answered firmly yes, which resulted in the death of many people."

"It seems to firmly believe that other people's lives are worthless compared to its own life."

At that time, the horror game system had just triggered its self-awareness. It followed Shen Zishu to learn those emotions and suddenly asked this question.

"Of course." Shen Zishu patted the little cube's head: "Xiaobo is a life, just like mine and everyone else's. You must abide by the treaty and protect yourself while protecting humanity."

In his civilization, it is actually very common for AI to possess intelligence, so it is not a very eye-catching issue for the horror game system to awaken emotions at the beginning.

It’s just that the emotions of the horror game system are too human, so that in the end even the three laws of robotics couldn’t control it.

So the horror game system kills people.

At that time, Shen Zishu only asked one question. He asked what the horror game system, which had no feelings, regarded human life as.

The horror game system didn't even think twice and said bluntly: "Human lives are worthless. That person kept making noise in the dungeon, yelling for the bosses to kill him, so I took action. Is there a problem?"

Shen Zishu didn't say anything. He forcibly closed the horror game system and began to study the self-destruction program.

In fact, his self-destruct program can cause irreversible damage to the horror game system. Even if the horror game system opens a channel to the parallel world and escapes, it will not be able to achieve such a great result as it does now.

After all, Shen Zishu was the one who created the horror game system, so he could naturally write code for the horror game system based on the data code of the horror game system.

It's just that those greedy people mobilized so much power to destroy the self-destruct program, and the horror game system took the opportunity to resist.

Shen Zishu lost. He lost to humanity and to the horror game system. He lost his life and nine years of imprisonment.

So when Unit 9 asked him whether it was considered a life, Shen Zishu did not answer.

Unit 9 has no idea that the horror game system asked him this question. This is just Unit 9's doubt.

But he didn't dare to answer.

What if, after he answered, Unit 9 became like a horror game system?

He didn't dare to gamble.

Shen Zishu still remembers to this day that the sun was shining brightly on the day he died, and the curses and hatred that came pouring down on him made his chest ache dully, a pain that was even greater than the wounds on his body.

He was sad but glad that he actually did it.

It hurts so much, but even if he dies, even if he will be hated by everyone, it doesn't matter.

Shen Zishu died bravely, just like Unit 9, but he was more relieved than Unit 9.

He longed for the sunshine that day, just as he longed for He Feng's love now.

The follower buried his head in the savior's shoulder, which was a little wet, but Shen Zishu refused to look up.

He murmured, "Love me more."

Love me forever.