Chapter 13

WARNING! NSFW!

Since returning to the base, Shen Zhiyu has been sleeping on drugs. Only when Clare is not there can he get a long sleep due to physical exhaustion.

At 5 o'clock this morning, he had just fallen asleep for half an hour, and the bio-energy receiver in his body suddenly received a message from an unknown location.

"AWAKE."

Shen Zhiyu's eyes widened suddenly. He checked the time. The message was sent more than two months ago. It was transmitted through the layers set by him, and because of the shielding settings of the base, Shen Zhiyu had not received it until now.

When bringing Shen Zhiyu back to the base, Clare's first thing was to check Shen Zhiyu's body. Fortunately, Shen Zhiyu's receiver was implanted in his throat by a famous bionics expert on the black market more than ten years ago, no matter what he used. Only a very small adenoma will be detected. Later, after Shen Zhiyu fled from the base, he asked him to implant something in his back in case of emergency.

Only Shen Zhiyu understood the meaning of this signal. It was sent from the TL8 game cabin, representing Ji Mao walking out of his greenhouse.

Shen Zhiyu stared straight at the roof, his heartbeat became very fast, after a few seconds, he felt a little breathless, so he sat up. There was a thin layer of sweat on Shen Zhiyu's back, as if he had just finished a nightmare.

Clare in his sleep felt Shen Zhiyu's movements. He frowned, half-opened his eyes, grabbed Shen Zhiyu's bruised shoulders, pulled him down, pressed him next to him, and leaned forward to Shen Zhiyu's earlobes. Asked him: "When did your energy become so good?"

Clare's hands wandered around Shen Zhiyu's chest and lower abdomen, teasing Shen Zhiyu's delicate sexual organs.

The aging effect of Shen Zhiyu's somatosensory isolator was almost over.

Clare was interested, and he sat up halfway, letting Shen Zhiyu sit on top of him.

Shen Zhiyu hadn't cleaned himself yet, the lubricant on his back was already dry, but Clare opened the tunnel with his fingers, and the semen that Clare poured into it flowed out.

Feeling Clare's hard stuff squeezing his hips, Shen Zhiyu sat on it without waiting for Clare to expand a few times, let the hard sex organs enter him, and moved up and down numbly.

"Isn't this very good," Clare held Shen Zhiyu's waist and helped him move faster. "If you write the program, or if I find it, I will treat you better."

Shen Zhiyu groaned slightly. He looked dazed, as if he wasn't listening to Clare.

"Shen Zhiyu," Clare approached his ears, forcing him to answer, "Where is it?"

Shen Zhiyu's eyes didn't look very focused, he let out a soft nasal sound, and said, "Okay."

Then he dropped his head. He kissed Clare and found that Clare's body stiffened a bit, and Shen Zhiyu wrapped his arms around Clare's neck, looking supple and addicted to desire.

Sure enough, Clare stopped questioning him.

On the way home, He Zhi's eyelids kept twitching, as if some unknown disaster was waiting for him. He glanced at Ji Mao, who was quietly holding a flower in a daze, and said nothing.

When they arrived home at nearly two o'clock, they entered the door. He Zhi's room was already brightly lit. He Yongchen and Fu Haoyin were sitting in the living room, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy.

He Zhi’s heartbeat almost missed a beat. He took Ji Mao, walked over, and asked: "Dad, Mom, why are you here so late?"

He Yongchen looked at him blankly, stood up, and said: " Come up with me."

Ji Mao first let go of He Zhi's hand, and he pushed He Zhi a bit. He Zhi originally looked at He Yongchen. After being pushed by Ji Mao, he squeezed his wrist and pulled him in front of him, kissed him in front of his parents, swore his sovereignty, and followed He Yongchen upstairs.

Ji Mao walked to the sofa and saw that Fu Haoyin looked a little worried in his eyes, and said, "Auntie, do you want to drink something?"

He walked to the beverage cabinet, turned his head and continued to ask: "Milk, orange juice or pure water?"

" Yes? Coffee?" Fu Haoyin said, with an imperceptible tremor in her voice, "I want a latte."

Ji Mao walked to the coffee cupboard and pressed the latte button. When the coffee was ready, he took it to Fu Haoyin and placed it in front of her.

"Mao Mao, don't you drink too?" Fu Haoyin asked.

Ji Mao shook his head and said: "I'm not thirsty."

Fu Haoyin stared at him, and said in a very soft voice: "Are you not thirsty, or can't you drink?"

"I can't drink," Ji Mao pursed his mouth. "Nor can eat biscuits and cakes."

He found that he was not as calm as he imagined, and he would still regret that he had lied to Fu Haoyin, and would be annoyed and nervous.

Fu Haoyin nodded, and she was still looking at Ji Mao, her eyes lit up, and she was about to fall.

Ji Mao was at a loss. He took a tissue and handed it to Fu Haoyin. Fu Haoyin took it down, folded it and wiped the corners of his eyes, and asked Ji Mao, "Then you... do you feel it?" She stretched out her hand and covered it on the back of Ji Mao's hand.

Ji Mao shook his head honestly. He dared not look at Fu Haoyin anymore. Ji Mao was ashamed of his selfishness.

Fu Haoyin was silent for a while before he said, "Mao Mao...Do you love He Zhi?"

Ji Mao finally dared to look directly into Fu Haoyin's eyes, but the question he read in Fu Haoyin's eyes was "Can you love?"

The numbers 1 and 0 are either black or white, and they are neat and tidy. Humans have worked hard for hundreds of years, but they can't mess up the rigid binary world. Artificial intelligence is difficult to break through the status quo, as if it has become a global consensus.

Ji Mao is supposed to be a technological innovation, attracting much attention, but before being recognized, he has to be questioned, and he has been criticized by countless people such as "Can you love?", "Can you hurt?", "Can you felt sad or happy?" He can't get away of such questions.

He has experienced love, pain, sadness and joy, but it is difficult for him to prove himself, and it is difficult for him to gain the trust of others, because these are things in his heart, just like human beings.

The difference is that human beings are flesh and blood, so lying can be taken seriously.

"Although you may not believe it,"Ji Mao said with difficulty, "I love him."

Fu Haoyin's tears still flowed out.

She hunched over a few tissues to wipe her tears, looked at Ji Mao, stopped for a while, shook his hand, and said, "He also loves you very much."

The atmosphere on the second floor is not as warm as the downstairs. He Yongchen sat on He Zhi's chair and made He Zhi kneel down.

He Zhi glanced at his father and knelt on the ground obediently.

"Ji Mao, with a score of 76 in the comprehensive genetic test, graduated from the Semi-intelligent Device Management Department of the Chinese Academy of Humanities and Sciences in City A," He Yongchen said slowly, "There is no record of plastic surgery."

He Zhi lowered his head and did not refute.

He Yongchen said word by word: "He Zhi, you are really capable."

"You have passed the prize." He Zhi raised his head and said.

He Yongchen was so angry that he grabbed He Zhi's signature pen and threw it over. He Zhi avoided it on his side.

"Artificial intelligence, are you hiding it?" He Yongchen stood up, walked to He Zhi, lowered his head and glared at him, "He works in the salon? He Zhi, you should grow up too, right?"

Seeing He Zi not saying a word, He Yongchen whispered: "Ji Mao, I will took it home."

He Zhi refused: "No."

He Yongchen said impatiently: "No discussion."

"I didn't have any discussion." He Zhi said with a calm complexion, he confronted his dad.

He Yongchen looked at him for a few seconds and asked him, "Are you serious? With an artificial intelligence?"

He Zhi knelt and numbed his knees, stood up with the chair beside him and discussed with his dad, "Is it serious?"

"..." He Yongchen looked at He Zhi's unrepentant face, "You are really spoiled by your mother."

He Zhi shrugged and said, "That's my mother."

He Yongchen didn't dare to blame his wife, so he had no choice but to silent. Suppressing his anger, he said, "I'll talk to that artificial intelligence and let him come up."

Seeing He Zhi still lingering, He Yongchen asked impatiently, "What kind of baby are you, can't you say anything?"

He Yongchen walked out of the room. Looking at the two people downstairs, he politely said to Ji Mao, "Can I talk to you alone?"

Ji Mao walked up after hearing the words, and was about to enter the room when He Zhi stopped him.

He Zhi said to He Yongchen: "I'm with him."

He didn't want to let Ji Mao and his dad be alone. His dad had no principles when facing his family, and it was another way to deal with other people. What did he want to talk with Ji Mao?

He Yongchen glanced at him and said: "No."

Ji Mao didn't let him follow into the study, but just let him rest assured.

Before Shen Zhiyu left, he briefly talked with Ji Mao about his experience in country D.

He told Ji Mao that once discovered, the best choice would be the Logan Group, because country A is different from country D. After experiencing a national sensation in the suicide of the president’s daughter, the political circles of country A have a little bit of opinion on the lower class.

The Logan Group is closely related to the military and political circles, and its identification of classes is also quite subtle and difficult to distinguish.

Unlike the X Group, which completely separates the boundaries from the lower level, the Logan Group has always had charitable cooperation projects, hiring lower-level people in some areas to replace simple mechanical labor, and paid not small amount.

Advanced artificial intelligence such as Ji Mao was created. If it is not used incorrectly, it should be a thing worth celebrating, but the purpose of the X Group is too extreme and Ji Mao cannot stay there.

Once Ji Mao enters the Logan Group, He Yongchen and the forces behind him will inevitably protect Ji Mao's information from leaking out. Even if it is necessary to conduct research on Ji Mao, it is better than being in the X Group. This is one of the reasons why Shen Zhiyu chose to remain anonymous in Qianzhan Technology.

Now that the situation has reached this point, Ji Mao can't justify any more evasions.

Shen Zhiyu loves his creation, so it is not correct to give Ji Mao the choice to escape.

He Yongchen asked Ji Mao to sit opposite him. The first question was directed at the point: "Is Shen Shun your creator?"

"Yes." Ji Mao admitted.

"Your fake identity is indeed perfect." He Yongchen said.

Ji Mao asked him, "Where did you see it?"

"My wife showed me your picture, which is exactly the same as the one painted by He Zhi when he was twelve years old, and you have no record of plastic surgery," He Yongchen said. "I don't believe in coincidences, so I asked the secretary to help me check all the recent movements of He Zhi. He customized three inflatable dolls from the laboratory back and forth, using your face."

"I will also ignore the TL8 game cabin. I understand," He Yongchen continued, "Shen Shun is the person in charge of Falcon's plan to defect three years ago, am I right?"

"He didn't mention much to me." Ji Mao did not deny.

He Yongchen nodded and said, "This is right, you are too human and not mature enough."

Ji Mao looked at He Yongchen and said nothing.

"Do you think He Zhi is good?" He Yongchen continued, "That kid likes you very much now, but He Zhi is more immature than you. You are together, and the variables are big."

Ji Mao did not object to He Yongchen's words, and sincerely asked for advice: "Then what to do?"

He Yongchen was stunned, he didn't come to act as an emotional advisor.

"Is there any solution?" Ji Mao asked again.

"Let's do this," He Yongchen thought for a moment, and said, "You come to Logan, I can let you live the same life as a human being, provide you with the best technology, and obtain your data and composition within the scope of your consent. I don't ask you to separate from He Zhi, but..."

Ji Mao waited patiently for him to continue.

He Yongchen paused before saying: "You must move out of He Zhi's house. It is not safe and convenient."

He Yongchen explained what he and the military are going to provide for Ji Mao and the information to be obtained, suggesting that he and He Zhi will meet once a month, they can use communication tools to contact, but it is best not to be too frequent.

"How long I will not live with He Zhi?" Ji Mao asked.

He Yongchen considered for a while and said: "Two years."

Ji Mao agreed.

He Yongchen nodded, and said: "He Zhi, that temper..."

"Let me tell him." Ji Mao answered the words thoughtfully.

"I'll send someone to pick you up tomorrow," He Yongchen finished the conversation and told Ji Mao, "We'll talk later." Ji Mao smiled and walked out with He Yongchen.

Contrary to what He Yongchen thought, in front of Ji Mao, He Zhi was not so bad to talk with.

Ji Mao said a lot to He Zhi, about the process of Shen Zhiyu creating him, and the last words left by Shen Zhiyu, and then repeating his conversation with He Yongchen.

They both knew that Ji Mao couldn't stay at He Zhi's house forever and do something too small.

He Zhi was silent for a long time, saying that he respected Ji Mao's decision, although he seemed a little unhappy.

"Once a month is too long," He Zhi bargained, "Once a week."

Ji Mao didn't speak, He Zhi knocked him down, lowered his head and said, "Just after confessing to me, you won't see anyone?"

Ji Mao looked away, and said, "I am not a human being, and there is no figure in sight."

He has now accepted the facts well, and even made jokes about these things.

He Zhi decided not to bother with Ji Mao. He squeezed Ji Mao's face and told Ji Mao: "My mother likes you very much. She asked me if I have technology to make you feel physically."

Ji Mao thought of Fu Haoyin's tears. There was a heavy heart, and there was news from Shen Zhiyu. The future of both he and He Zhi was like a blunt sword hanging above his head, shaky and undecided.

"Don't put on such an expression," He Zhi sensed Ji Mao's worries, straightened his face, and looked at him, "There is nothing to worry about, it's better if us-- " Ji Mao raised his head and pecked He Zhi and quickly say: "It's almost late, I will sleep, good night."

Then he really sleeps.

He Zhi glared at Ji Mao's peaceful sleeping face and held his stomach in flames. After Ji Mao woke up the next morning, he threw it out.

On June 17, 2090, at 3 pm, He Yongchen and the Minister of National Defense came to pick up Ji Mao.

Country D has a plan for the Falcon, and Country A naturally has its own projects that cannot be said about it. They took Ji Mao to Hengwan, passed a secret entrance, and entered an experimental base under the lake.

The base is built at the bottom of Hengwan Bay. It is a round, wide and empty plane building. Ji Mao's new body and the newly formed research team centered on him are waiting there.