The air seemed to freeze inch by inch, and the heavy pressure was like the substance, pressing on everyone.

It cannot be seen, touched, cannot be detected with any instrument and cannot be "analyzed" - that is a pure "feeling".

It was so cold that even the rustling sound of leaves when they were blown by the wind was frozen, and the joints that sank to the metal seemed to lose their strength. At an indescribable moment, Randy No. 27 suddenly understood what it was like to describe in the human books it had read, "as if the heart was pinched."

Even if it has no heart at all.

As if there was a layer of tulle that it had never even noticed before and was forcibly torn apart, its consciousness became unprecedentedly...sharp.

It can clearly feel that some powerful force touches what it is independent of the body, the chip, and even independent of all its memories and that it does not know whether it is true or imitated.

The invisible thing was as fragile as the mist in the morning under the impact that had never been experienced, as if it was about to be blown away by the strong wind in the next moment, but at the same time it seemed to become strangely tough and clear because of being driven and oppressed.

A strange ecstasy accompanied by a tremor that arises from fear, passing by like lightning.

This is me - the robot who has been persistent in searching for the real "self", and he raised his hand and pressed it towards its still cold and hard chest.

I am indeed here, and it really exists.

It almost wanted to laugh out loud without any effort, laughing at the real joy, but it woke up in time.

This is not the time to laugh.

The power that hits its soul is the silent anger of a giant dragon.

“…Not me.”

It seemed that instinct drove it to blurt out.

Is turned his head slightly, and the sunlight flashed in his eyes was reflected on the extremely cold ice layer, bright and cold.

When he strode towards the place where Terry and Vatie disappeared, only Novi dared to stop it: "Is... don't be impulsive."

They don't know what exactly caused this situation. If this is a trap or even a spell, it is by no means a wise choice to fall into the trap.

"I don't."

Is did not look back or stop, but he still gave him a sentence, which sounded extremely calm.

It was a bit terrible.

At this moment, even Nana shrank her neck unconsciously and did not dare to say anything.

When Is stood where Terry was originally located and stopped in front of the last instrument that had been debugged, nothing happened.

He was not dragged into another world or was wiped out in an instant, only the operating instrument made a subtle and smooth sound, drawing one line after another on the connected screen that could not see any regularity.

Is looked at the lines down, his muscles stretched out clearly under the thin and smooth fabric. For a moment, Randy No. 27 thought he would raise his foot and kick the useless instrument away... It knew very well how humans would vent their anger, even if it was useless.

But the dragon with a bad temper suppressed its anger.

He even half-squatted down, observing the continuous curves more carefully, and pressing them on the screen without proficiency, looking back at whether the moment Terry and Vatie disappeared left any information that human eyes could not capture.

He found nothing useful. That moment might be so short that even the instrument could not be grasped or deduced. He just clearly left the existence of a living body and a non-living body before that moment, and the disappearance after a moment.

Randy No. 27 approached carefully. The intense fear remained on its consciousness, but it knew that it had to try to prove its usefulness...it had to try to protect the trust that Is gave it.

"I know some...similar situations," it whispered, "from the research data of Fenglincheng New Energy Research Institute."

Perhaps the most important wealth taken away by robots is the data that the Britans consider to be very "safe" stored in various machines.

The New Energy Research Institute's research on the black pebble actually did not have much results - their knowledge of it may not have ended up using it to cause the terrible big explosion.

Although those Nadens didn't get what they really wanted.

They want to control it and master it, but its power is beyond their ability after all.

In countless experiments, the Britanns only got many results that they had no idea of ​​the principle, and one speculation after another that they could not prove.

In the boring records day after day, when they successfully activate the power of the stone, occasionally, it will randomly "swallow" any organic or inorganic things around it, without any rules, no matter how far or near, as if it is just pulling out the unlucky guys as they wish. The farthest distance they measured, even beyond the Energy Institute, completely exceeds the barrier they set.

"They think there are two biggest possibilities, one is that the boulder can emit some kind of force, disperse like asteroids, completely breaking down any substance hit, and the other is that it can tear apart subtle, unrecognizable cracks in space, which are enough to suck anything close to into another space. More people tend to be the first possibility because they have not detected the attractiveness that the second possibility would have."

The robot paused and realized that the message it gave did not arouse Is' interest.

"...But what really affects that round stone is actually 'time', right?" it said.

Is finally looked back at it.

"I'm still guessing how long you have to go around to get to the point," he said. "I also think robots don't understand the 'art of language'... I'm wrong."

He looked calm and even smiled slightly, but Randy No. 27 felt an indescribable chill flying along its line, making it feel very bad.

"It's ironic." It tried hard to analyze, "You're angry... although I don't understand very well what you're angry about..."

"'I don't understand very much'." Is slowly stood up and smiled even brighter, so bright that he showed a smug white teeth. The moment he stretched out his hand, the robot had clearly realized the danger, but could not avoid it.

Its not-so-slim neck was pinned by Is with one hand in the blink of an eye, and its sharp claws stuck into its delicate joints, making a tingling sound.

"...Calm down! Calm down!" The robot raised his hands and shouted loudly - Fortunately, even if he was pinched like this, it would not be as speechless as a fragile human.

And Is can no longer calm down.

"Didn't you deliberately lead us here?" He gritted his teeth, "Even if other robots don't know, you should have known that the 'magic' that made these Nadens disappear is time... Don't tell me you have never heard of what Tiana did! Don't you calculate everything with your metal brain?! Are those robots and spacecraft your tricks..."

He didn't notice it at all. Randy No. 27 obviously did not want them to interfere in theft of technology, but instead enthusiastically led their attention to the Nadens. But they ventured into the robot territory, and their biggest goal was not the Nadens. They just wanted to determine whether the manipulator behind the scenes was a robot.

Is originally really thought it was not. However, his judgment was indeed more out of his intuition, but now, he had to doubt whether his arrogance made him unable to see the facts in front of him - there was something wrong with the robot.

And his carelessness and carelessness once again made the guy who was encircled by him disappear under his nose.

He simply doubted that it was some kind of irony or provocation… Randy 27 did this once, and what reason did he believe it wouldn’t do it a second time? Is it just about his appetite for his words?

Morana is right, the robot is not unlikely to lie. It has indeed helped him, but that doesn't prove that it can be his friend...it doesn't prove that it can be trustworthy.

His fingers tightened tighter and tighter, so tight that the metal bones began to make crack sounds, spurting out all the possible chances that made him angry: "You have hooked up with Amister for a long time?!"

Randy No. 27 did not resist. Anyway, it would not die if its neck was broken. Its chip was running wildly, but it still couldn't keep up with Ice's fullness. It was suspicious about to hit its face, and she was so dizzy that she almost felt a little aggrieved.

"I don't!" it continued to shout, "Not me!... Wait! What does it have to do with Amister? I hate that Britan!"

"You may hate him, but he won't hate you." Is sneered, "As a omnipresent guy like him, once you find your origin, you will stick to it like an ant that smells honey... The disappearance of the Naden is probably your masterpiece, right?!"

"No..." The robot felt like he was about to cry, "He did look for me, but I have always kept a distance from him carefully! I don't want to deal with that dangerous and untrustworthy person at all!"

Dariel hid aside, tilted his head and watched the fun with great enthusiasm. Nana had already sneaked from Is' arms to Norwi's shoulder, pinched her fingers and looked left and right.

She actually didn't quite understand what was going on, she just felt that Is was really a bit scary at this moment.

Still the only one, Novi walked over and put his hand on Ice's shoulder, gently and firmly pulled him back.

"Suspect is not a bad thing, Is," he said. "But doubt requires more sanity than trust... do you think you are sanity enough now?"

Is' fingers seemed to froze on the robot's neck. After a while, he slowly let go of his hand, and his face, which no longer tried to pretend to be calm, turned slightly red from anger and shame.
Chapter completed!