"You...what are you doing!" Xiaomei took a step back in fright.

"Xiao Mei, I lost my bet on this house yesterday... It won't be long before the people from the Sixth District come to take over this house. I still have a debt of thousands of kels..." The man's words seemed as if

a bolt from the blue.

Xiaomei's whole body was shaking. She was most afraid of this! Her only safe place was gone.

Why, why does a man go to this point, why does he have to gamble away their last tenderness?

"Xiao Mei, please help your father one last time. From now on, your father will never force you again..." The man stepped forward like a mangy dog, tears streaming down his face.

"..." Her lips trembled: "What can I help you with?"

This man, who had always treated him with fists, now humbled himself in the mud. He lowered his head, cried and kissed the instep of her feet. The temperature of those tears made her unable to retreat.

...she couldn't refuse.

Regardless of the bullshit family affection or her deep-rooted cowardice and kindness, she just couldn't kick him away.

"The prince of the investor of 'Dream' said that he can help us. He doesn't dislike you, as long as you follow him and serve him well..."

At this moment, my eyebrows felt as if they had fallen into an ice kiln.

She once thought that the first half of her life, like a broken flower, was the most unfortunate thing. She never thought that a man could prepare a worse ending for her.

"You want me?" Xiaomei could barely hear her own voice:

"Becoming someone's lover?"

When the last words came out, her eyes went dark and she could hardly see anything.

"There is no way for your father to survive, so you should help your father for the last time... Do you just watch your father die? No one wants you in the first place. Since there is someone who doesn't dislike you, you might as well..."

Xiaomei couldn't listen anymore.

She rushed out of the house and ran hard, the cold night wind hitting her tears, the temperature was hotter than ever.

She coughed, her physical weakness getting worse, and the tears left by the man on her instep were colder than snow.

She wanted to roar out the things in her throat urgently, roaring out happily along with the pain of her fragmented first half of life, but she coughed, her throat was choked, and she sobbed, and in the end she couldn't say anything.

……too painful.

...Why does she have to suffer this?

... She also wants to have a healthy body, a normal personality, grow up in a warm room, or go to school... But why do things always get worse?

Finally, she stopped and stood on the mountain of metal garbage, staring blankly at the night light of the city, with the red cloak behind her fluttering like blood.

She seemed to be able to see through the cold moonlight the person who was three whole areas away and said he wanted to take her away.

Where is he now? What is he doing?

"Maomao, you are very powerful, you can protect me, but in this situation... what should I do." She pressed against the white cat's warm body:

"I can't leave my father alone. He will be beaten to death by debt collectors. What should I... do?"

"After all...he is also my father. He raised me. I, I can't leave him..."

This city-state, this city... to her, it was prosperous and dilapidated, warm and cold.

The world is so big, but there is no place for her.

"Meow~"

The white cat meowed lazily and turned over. The fat ball pressed against Xiaomei's thin arms, and she almost couldn't hold it.

Her eyes were confused.

"Dear... love, don't be afraid in the dark..."

"Appreciate with me the dawn of new life..."

She seemed to have stepped on something.

In this mountain of garbage, there are countless discarded machines and androids. Most of them have stopped functioning. But one android with a sound-producing device still running is singing.

She slowly squatted down.

This is a bionic man wearing a cloth apron, lying among the broken mechanical parts, leaving only intermittent singing.

"We enjoy the wind of freedom..."

It sang loudly, the song was unrestrained and free, like a bird flapping its wings.

Her tears fell to the ground.

…

After a day of teaching, Su Mingan pushed his emotional value to the full value of 2,000 points. Whether it is the judgment skill or the lamb enchantment, he can now use it at will.

Every time he attends class, he can hear a bunch of favorability prompts, and the favorability of many people has soared to more than 80 points. The effect of the missionary aura and SS-level charm is obvious.

He looked at himself in the mirror of the teacher's dormitory.

There are obvious dark circles under the eyes, the face has lost its color, and the lip color is on the verge of being blue.

...his complexion seems to be getting worse and worse.

There is only one day left before the opening of Kaiusta. Tomorrow, he will get in touch with the biochemical technology of this university and push [Biochemistry] to level 10. In this way, the preparations are almost done.

He turned on the faucet, and water of moderate temperature was sprinkled on his hands, with Xiko floating next to him.

"Xiko, I always have a hunch that something is going to happen," he said.

"..." Xike was silent.

He took out the bronze pocket watch with a gold chain. The hands on it were broken, and a line of small words was clearly visible.

…

【Time will tell you, don’t be afraid in the dark, I love you.】

…

Every time he saw it, he always felt sad.

Akto's body has always been very magical, and he seems to have a strong ability to empathize. When he sees the tragic scene of this city of measurement, he can't help but feel uncomfortable for the city-state. Seeing this pocket watch, he also

will feel sad.

"[The depth of life is more worthy of pursuit than the length.]" Xiko suddenly said.

"...What?" Su Mingan looked at it.

"Nothing." Xi Ke remained silent, as if he had said nothing.

After a moment, it noticed Su Mingan's unblinking gaze.

"Doctor, the difference between your words and deeds is as high as 78%. I have a question to ask you." it said.

"You ask."

"In the Fringe Zone, you can sympathize with a girl who trades flesh, and you can be so impulsive that you want to bring her back to Central City. You can also have a good conversation with the leader of the resistance group and say, 'I will never forget them.'

But after returning to Central City, you were so rational that you could concentrate on discussing the situation in the city-state with the leaders, as if you had never been to the edge zone... Why is this?

I can't understand your thoughts of action, your personality and your actions are so different that even my program cannot measure it."

Su Mingan picked up the towel and wiped the water drops on his hands.

He closed the pocket watch with a "click", and the falling chain made a clear and sweet clang sound.

He has long been aware of the disadvantages of this kind of data measurement.

It ignores human emotions and psychological states, blindly measures "people" by data, and ignores the most precious thing in human beings... It ignores sensibility.

The reason why it exists reasonably is because most people are not inferior personalities. Therefore, the City of Measurement is superior to the other ten cities, changing their fate of becoming a "doomsday city".

But who said that the potential criminals in Measurement City... are not another "Doomsday City"?

He put away his pocket watch.

"Because humans are very complex things," he said.

"Is it complicated?" Xi Ke said: "Everything can be measured, and so can human beings. The city-state is built on vast data, and no one can escape from it."

"After all, data cannot take into account everyone." Su Mingan looked at her projection: "For example, if I say 'Xiko, I love you' here, can you calculate my intention in saying this?"

"..."

Xiko suddenly fell silent.

The barrage suddenly exploded:

[Is this okay?? AI can do it, are you still a human? 】

[The first player has a unique taste and can always do things that ordinary people can't do...]

[Uh, why not consider that Su Mingan is testing Xi Ke? 】

【Because he is on vacation.】

[Yes, this is too much of a vacation, a six-day trip to a science and technology city, with delicious food and drinks, and personal care. I would like to call it the most dungeon in the world...]
To be continued...