Papaloka, female, is 39 years old and works for an obscure credit bank in Yada First Star. Her job is as an accountant.
Her job is not glorious.
The bank usually supports this employee with relatively high benefits. Once something goes wrong, such as a large amount of bad debt or some senior officials lose money through leverage, the employee may be asked to take the blame.
The intelligence organization of the Yada Democratic Republic easily controlled this woman and brought her to the solemn Torch Square.
——Torch Square is the political core area of Yada First Star.
Senior officials, senior agents of the Yada Intelligence Organization, and the executives involved in this matter all had the same question at this moment.
Why is the famous white ghost looking for such a woman?
Papaloka is just an ordinary person with no special talents. In addition, she also has some bad living habits. She has a record of using more than three legal addictive drugs. She has been going to some "Cowherd" for a long time.
Custom shops that serve consumers have many bad credit debts, and the social credit is on the verge of bankruptcy.
Does she have a beautiful appearance?
Although judging a person's appearance is very subjective, everyone has their own preferences;
However, officials and agents of the Yada Intelligence Organization unanimously believe that this woman, who is bloated and out of shape, with aging and sagging skin, and who looks like she does not apply skin care for dozens of days, should, probably, maybe, not be able to make the white ghost fall in love with her at first sight.
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"I think it is unlikely that the White Ghost came to look for Ms. Papalocka for this reason."
The deputy directors of the intelligence organization carefully expressed their views in secret meetings.
"Look, everyone, this is a photo of Her Royal Highness Daphne, the imperial singer. This is a photo of Captain Catherine, the imperial goddess of war who has defected. This is a photo of this lady from our country."
"Well...the difference is huge."
"Your Highness Daphne is the best, I am her fan."
"No, no, no, Her Highness Daphne is so gentle and lovely that she looks like a perfect woman, but Captain Catherine is different. She is full of heroism and personality, and her resolute eyes are the same as when she kills insects.
His heroic performance... Sorry, we digressed."
"So, the white ghost must have an ulterior motive in looking for this lady."
"Is there a possibility," a slightly younger female official asked in a low voice, "that they are soul mates? In some way, the white ghost saw the interesting soul hidden under the ordinary skin of Ms. Papaloka.
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"Is it okay to read less female-oriented literary works? My leader."
"Oh, okay, okay, I'm just...hehe, the white ghost is so handsome."
This secret meeting was not serious at all.
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After Yang Ming formally met with the Prime Minister of the Yada Democratic Republic, the head of government, he went straight to the room where Forerunner No. 5 was.
The room has been closely monitored.
There was an observation window at the door, and Yang Ming took a few glances inside.
This place should be an interrogation room, with a light gray style, simple seats, and a slightly narrow space that can easily make people feel depressed.
Yang Ming glanced at the officials who followed him and said with a smile, "I can just go in by myself."
"Okay, please do as you please... However, due to political considerations, we need to record the entire communication between the two of you."
"Well, yes," Yang Ming said with a smile, "but I suggest you raise the confidentiality level. If you don't have the title of deputy minister, don't listen to our conversation."
"I will report your suggestion to my superiors immediately!"
Yang Ming didn't say much.
This guy is damn good at reporting.
Dang Dang.
Yang Ming knocked on the door, and the door opened a crack on its own, and a faint smell of perfume suddenly came from inside.
"Please come in."
The husky female voice responded calmly.
Yang Ming entered with a smile and looked at the No. 5 forerunner.
Through the real-time feedback given by Lu, Yang Ming was able to determine that this was the human individual identified by the Faya people.
Yang Ming closed the door casually, adjusted his expression, walked calmly to the woman, and waved to the side.
In the surveillance room next door, on the projection screens used for secret meetings of the Prime Minister's Office and the Intelligence Department, a scene that shocked the audience appeared.
The desk and chair beside them floated over on their own and landed gently in front of the two of them.
The power of the human spirit!
Yang Ming sat across the table from Ms. Papalocka. He looked very relaxed and loosened his collar, revealing his chest that still had some horrific scars.
The two of them were sizing each other up.
Their expressions look very similar, they are both so relaxed, but in fact they are slightly different.
Yang Ming is a sure winner;
Ms. Papalocka has the calmness of not caring about anything at all.
After two minutes of silence, Papaloka took out an 'e-cigarette' from her cheap and damaged lady's bag, lowered her head and took two puffs.
"How did you find me?" she asked suddenly.
"The Faya people gave accurate information," Yang Ming said calmly, "They are very dissatisfied with you, No. 5."
"Yeah?"
Papaloka smiled softly.
This smile reminded Yang Ming of the old lady next door whom he often met in the factory when he and Lao Kolev first went to Ellando Star to start their own business.
"Hahaha, it's really an honor for me to be able to cause them some trouble."
Papaloka said happily.
Her voice is always gentle, as if she is talking to her children:
"I have been paying attention to you a long time ago, and I discovered something unusual about you when you were fighting with another guy online.
"The trajectory of your rise and your mastery of relevant information later made me conclude that you should be my kind, one of the five.
"Do you find it difficult along the way?"
"There are some," Boss Yang sighed, "I like chatting with you. For example, the guy in New Federation, he is the one who has the most conflicts with me, but when we sit together, I can still communicate with him calmly. Everyone There is a feeling of sympathy for each other.”
"Yeah?"
Papaloka smiled disapprovingly.
She asked softly: "What did they say about me?"
Yang Ming said: "You said that you seriously affected the normal operation of the project and caused a lot of trouble. You even missed the good plot of the insect tide, so that the excitement of the project was reduced a lot...most of this was made up by me. ."
"Then what are they in your eyes?"
"Higher Dimensional Life."
"Then what?" The lady's eyes were a bit confused, "God? Faith? Savior? Destroyer? Cold parent?"
Yang Ming repeated: "High-dimensional life."
He turned to look at the 'wall' on the left. He could easily sense what was happening in the surveillance room next door.
A senior official hurriedly opened the closed alloy door of the control room and said in a deep voice: "Only one person with the highest position will be left, and the others will leave...the Prime Minister's order."
Seven or eight people quickly left the control station of the monitoring device.
Yang Ming didn't say anything about this and continued to stare at the lady in front of him.
He asked: "Can you explain why you... are like this?"
"Personal choice," Papaloka smiled, lowered his head and took a puff of the e-cigarette, then breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't need to explain this to you, do I? We are in a competitive relationship."
Yang Ming said seriously: "Competition does not mean that we cannot cooperate. Maybe we can improve our understanding of each other and find some common interests."
"Is your home planet very weak?" Papaloka suddenly asked.
Yang Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
How can this be seen?
Papaloka asks and answers:
"It should be, you are too active.
"Mingming has clearly exceeded that standard line, but he is still struggling to seek greater power in the dangerous political environment of the empire.
"Even though he has the personal strength to easily assassinate various political figures, he still has to bow his head to the corrupt royal family and nobles.
"Logically, all you need is two things.
"The first is to give our home planet a better living environment, but we all know that this is impossible. Greenhouse civilization will be quickly assimilated by interstellar civilization, and the size difference between the two sides is huge.
“The second is that you want to establish your own influence and reversely influence the future game process by building a powerful alliance of forces.
"No matter which point you start from, you can come to the conclusion that you have no confidence in the strength of your home planet."
Yang Ming:……
Mud, this guy is not easy to deal with either!
"You're right," Yang Ming shrugged, "They are indeed very weak, so weak that even the Faya people advised me to give up on them."
"Then why not give up?"
"I can't represent my planet, I can only represent myself, so I have no right to give up their hope of survival," Yang Ming's eyes were very sincere, "I can protect my home and ideals at all costs for this goal.
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Papaloka took a deep breath of the e-cigarette and said slowly: "Don't you think this is hypocritical?"
"Everyone has different definitions of kindness and hypocrisy," Yang Ming said. "I just feel that this is what I should do."
"What to do?"
Papaloka seemed to have heard some funny joke, and suddenly lowered his head and laughed, and then he laughed uncontrollably, until tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.
"You are indeed a cute guy, haha!
"Only young people like you, who are pure in heart and have ideals, can be easily deceived by the rhetoric of those guys.
"Why should you do this? Oh, forgive my gaffe, this is really the biggest joke I have ever heard."
Yang Ming frowned and said, "I don't think there's anything funny about this."
"Of course, um, I'll bear with you for a while."
Papaloka put out the e-cigarette and asked briskly:
"You say this is what you should do, does that mean you agree with the following three views?
"First, the Faya people have absolute control over our respective hometowns.
"Second, your hometown is just a life cage with no right to independent existence.
"Third, all possibilities exist in the Faya people's project feasibility deduction array, and your hometown has lost its uniqueness to a certain extent."
Yang Ming leaned back slightly and stared into the lady's eyes.
He asked: "Isn't it? Besides, you are secretly changing the concept."
The other party asked back: "Is that so?"
Yang Ming said: "Didn't our hometown originally originate from the seeds planted by the Faya people?"
Papaloka hummed: "Do creators have the right to kill their creations at will?"
Yang Ming said quickly:
"If you look at it from the perspective of the creators, they must be trying their best to deny this power. From the perspective of the creators, they think they have this power.
"This is a difference in stance, just like humans trying to eliminate out-of-control artificial intelligence.
"After the birth of artificial intelligence civilization, we go to extinguish the fire of this civilization. It is no problem for us as humans, but for the civilization of artificial intelligence, this is a sin committed by humans."
"So?" Papaloka asked, "Can your artificial intelligence be able to smoothly integrate into the human world? Creations will always be just creations, and if this creation doesn't even dare to resist, then the civilization in which this creation is located will
There is no hope at all, let alone those words that make people sick when they hear them... Possibilities, damn possibilities!"
The more she talked, the more excited she became, and she sprayed Yang Ming in the face.
Yang Ming frowned and touched his cheek, then shook his head slightly and said slowly: "I agree with part of your point of view."
"uh-huh?"
"But under the current circumstances, we have no way to fundamentally solve this problem."
Yang Ming said coldly:
"I just used humans and artificial intelligence as examples. The relationship between Fayians and us, humans and artificial intelligence, is fundamentally different.
"We are the predecessor civilization of the Fayan people, and we have the same origins as the Fayan people.
"We are essentially equal beings.
"Of course, I don't think that the Faya people's wanton behavior towards my hometown is reasonable. Our destiny should not be dictated, but should be controlled by ourselves.
"What then? Number five? What then?
"After these slogans are shouted and these concepts are clarified, we have become saints, and we can stand on the moral high ground and point fingers at others.
"Does this rhetoric make sense?"
Yang Ming sneered and shook his head.
Papaloka said calmly: "Thought is the foundation of everything. Only when the mind is awakened can civilization progress."
"Believe me, I can tell you a truth ten thousand times more profound than your words."
Yang Ming said calmly:
"But now, we must recognize the facts.
"The fact is that if they want to destroy us, they can destroy us at will. If they want us to disappear in the Milky Way, they can make us disappear in the Milky Way. Our home star is even just their petri dish.
"We should find a way to become equal to them first, master the same technology, and then change everything, and then spread our love to an unknown number of greenhouse civilizations. What do you think?
"But now, all we want to think about is this project.
"Faya's game!
"We must use the rules as much as possible to keep our home planet alive, so that we can have the opportunity to let our descendants, the successors of our spiritual world, change this rule in the more distant future."
"Heh," Ms. Papalocka sneered, "That sounds nice, but this is just a compromise."
"Is this how you fight?" Yang Ming asked with a frown.
"I'm not resisting these things," Papaloka said calmly, "I'm just tired of these things. If the Fayas ask you to kill me, you can do it."
"Come back with me," Yang Ming said impatiently, "I will arrange what you need to do for you."
Papaloka said coldly: "Unless I die here, you take my body back."
"Do you think I don't dare?"
Yang Ming stared at Papaloka, his eyes cold and his expression a little scary:
"If I kill you here, the politicians in this country will not make things difficult for me.
"I might even say you are a spy for the bugs.
"I'm actually very annoyed by people like you. When you suffer a little setback, you start to become self-deprecating. You're dissatisfied with reality and don't want to change it. You just scold them from the sidelines.
“A true idealist is one who moves firmly towards his ideals. Even if his ideals are shattered and he is damaged, he will do everything he can to create his own utopia.
“From the time I came into contact with Faya until now, I have only one idea.
"To save people, I want to save my family, I want to save my hometown! I want to save the civilization that cultivated my consciousness!
"Even if the price you pay for this is that I will be the dog legion of the Faya people!
"What about you? You are just a false idealist. You are worse than a hypocrite. If you want to resist Faya, then go ahead and do it! What have you done?
"You are decadent, you are waiting for death, you are like a maggot.
"You are using an argument of self-satisfaction and self-deception to avoid difficulties, and talk without thinking about the actual situation. Then you say in self-pity that the world does not understand me at all, and it is the world that is wrong."
boom!
Papaloka slammed his fist on the table, stood up and glared at Yang Ming.
Yang Ming sneered: "Look, I'm still in a hurry."
"They don't deserve it."
Papaloka squeezed out this sentence between his teeth, then lowered his head and exhaled, sat back slowly, and lit up the e-cigarette again.
"You can kill me now. You have to kill me twice before you can replace the Forerunner. I won't answer any more questions from you. We are two different people and there is nothing to talk about."