Chapter 113: Wishful

The tranquility that should be at night is cut by the fighting sound, no one will come to investigate, and the residents here have long been accustomed to this kind of voice.
Without any sympathy, compassion, reluctance and love, these are just two ruthless agents who want to kill each other and kill each other to gain the right to survive.
Ling Qi pours heavily, and the dagger in the hands of the nightingale is also pierced into the other's chest, only judging from the posture, thinking that they are just overwhelming another, who can think of cruel facts in this occur.
A cold breeze blew Ye Xun, he recovered from the loss of control, Ling prayed lying under him, the weapon that pierced his chest was in his own hands, although it just fell into the tip of a dagger, but it was enough Enter the heart of Ling Pray.
The words that the mysterious man said during the day were still in his ear. He finally killed his lover again, and they found each other in their lives, but each world went to the same end.
Is this destiny destined to change? The nightingale painfully pulled out the dagger, and the bright red liquid came out. He bowed his head and licked the wound on his chest, trying in vain to stop the blood from flowing out.
"Don't leave me anymore."
This kind of thing happened too many times, he has no longer want to go through it.
He kissed from the chest to the lips, and Ling’s eyes were stunned, and the melanin inside was fading away. When the color there was completely transparent, it was the end of his life.
"I don't want to lose you anymore."
His tears drip down, falling into the eyes of Ling Qi's godless, as if he had swayed some kind of embarrassment.
For a long time, Ling Qi’s eyes turned slightly, and the black fade stopped, leaving a layer of hard-to-capture ash.
This slight action makes the nightingale ecstatic.
"Ling Qi?" he cried tentatively.
The person underneath responded to this sentence after a long while, and his empty eyes produced a focus, and the nightingale determined that the focal length was set for himself.
"Ling," he exclaimed a few more excitement and finally got a further response from the other side.
"...nighting?"
Ling Qi’s voice is very weak.
We are...?

"You have survived," the nightingale held his face in disbelief. "You really survived."
He held the lost person in his arms tightly, and wanted to smash it into the bone marrow. Even if it was an illusion, he didn't want to let go. He had been dreaming for so long, and finally he could come true.
Ling Xiao jumped from the tree and bowed to the light gray eyes of Shang Ling.
It seems that he is the one before him, it is them, it is the color shared by all the eyes of the deed.
He has not seen such gray eyes for a long time. Since returning to history, the eyes of Heavenly people are only black and dark gray, which is more monotonous than their time.

What happened to us?
Ling prayed.
This is what you said in your mouth, and the solution that most people are satisfied with?

"I……"
Ling Xiao did not speak, and the nightingale couldn’t wait to speak.
We can go to the gene center. The experts invited by the government are there. If this is not the case, this is an opportunity to change the adult ceremony.

The expert in the nightingale is the one who added the active triggering condition for the adult ceremony today. However, when Ling Xiao saw this person, he found that he was not a heavenly person - at least not the current day.
"Where are you from?" he asked.
"From the fire star," the man replied. "My ancestor is a heavenly man, that is, the nation that was destroyed by you. My father's name is Thai baht. He used to be a scientist in this country. Our family I have immigrated to the fire station a long time ago, and I grew up there too. This is my first time to come to this planet."
It turned out to be the day before, and all three were surprised. The staff at the Gene Center were busy explaining, "Tai Shao is a former day, but this time he came to help us."
"You? Come help us?"
Lonely stars have a genocidal hatred against the people of the day before, and they can't think of them still having a bereaved family in the world. But even so, they only have the reason for revenge, how can they help the lone star?
Tai Shao saw their doubts. "We are the survivors of Tiansu people, but my grandfather has always stood on the side of the anti-genetic transplant. Tianshang people can have today's encounters and he was predicted by him early. Arrived."
"He once left his will and said that our compatriots have become self-sufficient in this way. They created you and gave you the wisdom of human beings. They should treat you as independent individuals equally. He copied the day before he left. The code of the host, but only we can master, we are not allowed to make it, so that one day, when it is used, give you some help."
Seeing Ling Xiao, they want to talk, and he rushed. "You don't have to be too grateful or anything else. He ordered us to do this for ourselves. If you continue in the current mode, you will only become more and more. The more terrible it is."
"The Lone Star Program was also proposed by our ancestors. We don't want the artificial arms we created to become a threat to the existence of the entire galaxy."
"If possible, he still hopes that you can enjoy the emotions brought by human wisdom. As long as you are willing to live as ordinary human beings, I will do my best to help you improve the code. Of course, only through the imperial power can you modify The core program, I am helpless."
After explaining his reason for coming here, Tai Shao turned to Ling Qi. He survived from the adult ceremony, but he still couldn’t help but be seriously injured. After being held by the nightingale, he was always half-sitting, pale face and pale. Light gray eyes achieve an amazing unity in color.
"You said that you survived the adult ceremony?" asked Tai Shao.
Ling prayed and nodded.
"How do you feel now?"
"I feel that the soul in my body is not my own."
The night smashed his hand, his eyes were completely black, and even a little bit of gray was thrown out, and it was almost undetectable.
Tai Shao used the instrument to read the data of Ling Qi.
"It’s strange that many of his code is different from ordinary people. Isn’t the biochemical person genetic mutation? In terms of the current reaction, I guess it’s the one who won the adult ceremony, and this is your instinct. Conflicting, being able to overcome instinct, is really hard to come by."
Tai Shao shook his head, science could not explain everything, so there was religion and superstition.
But people at the gene center don't care how it is produced, but rather care about whether this case can be applied.
"So, can this code that allows him to survive can be copied to others?"
"It can be," Tai Shao held his chin. "But there are indications that the life he can continue is not created out of thin air, but entirely from another person."
Tai Shao turned to the nightingale. "If you don't guess wrong, you have continued his life. The price paid for this is your own life."
He pointed to the complicated data on the instrument. "Even if it is artificial life, there is also an aging day. When the system determines that you can't load more information, it will automatically recycle, empty, and cultivate. Of course, this process is quite long. Many people have accidentally died without arriving, so it seems that you have endless lives."
"If everyone is like him, splitting his life span to the other party that is defeated by the adult ceremony, then the life expectancy of both of you will be reduced, not only half, but even lower."
"If I just let my life go out and let him survive, I certainly want to do this." The night shouts.
"I haven't finished it yet, and the truth is far from that simple."
"I will give you an easy-to-understand example. Now there are two computers in front of you. One of the cpus has been damaged, but its memory hard disk graphics card and so on are normal. If you want it to continue working, you can only Plug these parts into the motherboard of another computer, which is equivalent to a host connected to two displays."
Tai Shao pointed to the two screens placed side by side in front of him. "The surface looks like it has two windows, but in fact one window is controlled by another window, and the second computer can control everything on the first computer, even, "He paused, "behavior."
"That is, if you want to continue this relationship, your identity will no longer be equal. One person can control everything except his thoughts. His words and deeds, manners, and everything can be easily Control the ground."
"And another person, who will become a subsidiary of this person, will live with him forever, and if he leaves this person, he is likely to suffer the pain of root separation."
"I have no way to make such a complicated program a multiple-choice question, so that everyone who participates in adult ceremonies can choose independently, not to mention that the host can't load such a lengthy code. So you can only have one decision. The decision will be related to each of your compatriots, either accept it together or refuse it together."
Tai Shao carefully checked the status of Ling Lingqi. "The time left for you is not much. You only temporarily extended his life. If you don't consolidate it, he will reincarnate. The probability of this change happening. Very small, if you don't grasp it, you may never have a chance in the future."
The nightingale held the hand of Ling Qi tightly. From the end of the adult ceremony to the present, he has not loosened it. It seems that as long as he releases the other party, it will turn into a soul flying away.
However, at this moment, he has to make a choice, let the person's hand continue to stay in his palm, or let him go.
The two of them watched each other for a long time. It was the love accumulated by the Seventh and Seventh Generations, and they were lucky enough to have a moment to get along with others.
"I used to think that losing you is the most painful thing. Until today, I realized that the abandonment after the recovery is the real thing."
The night whispered, "I am willing to pay all my life to save you, but I am reluctant to pay more than life. I hope that you will always be free and happy, not become anyone, even my vassal. ""
"If you want to live with freedom and dignity, you can live," he paused for a long time, tears falling. "I choose to let go."
His hand was getting harder and harder, but he slipped away a little bit, and Ling’s hand was pulling away from his palm a little bit.
This is the toughest decision made in the longest time in the world. The two hands clasped each other, but gradually drifted away.
"Wait a minute!" Ling Qi suddenly took his hand back.
"I can't give a reply right now, because when people have nothing, they are always desperate to have it, but when people have everything, they will never pick one."
"Now we are the ones who have nothing. In the desert, even if we find a drop of water, we will drink it happily. But when this drop of water becomes alcoholism, will our descendants accept all that the predecessors left?"
"They may resent and hate because our selfishness has become the origin of their inequality."
He turned to Ling Xiao. "Everyone here is a party who cannot make an objective decision. Only you, you come from the future where both adult rituals will live. Only you know best whether this decision will bring happiness or misfortune. ""
"So please forgive me for irresponsiblely handing over this difficult choice to you. Your decision today may affect the future of the whole world, or even rewrite the world you exist in. Therefore, please make a careful choice. ......"
He stared at the nightingale with deep affection, "...abandoning his status, abandoning his dignity, abandoning everything with his beloved, or living alone forever and freely."