Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 516
What Della wanted to do, it was obvious, was to lay flowers in honor.

It's a pity that this small matter has become extremely difficult for her.The reason is very simple. It is nothing more than the "first death" of the regime. Its meaning cannot be downplayed, and it is destined to be colored in various colors.

Zuo Wu needs to use it to motivate people, and the speeches compiled and demonstrated by researchers of social sciences and those skilled bureaucrats are lying quietly in their vision.

And other people are also looking forward to seeing how the new regime of Xindilian will treat the dead, how will the pension be, and what status will be, whether it meets everyone's valuation of their own lives.

War preparations began, and the just right "imminent" made Xindilian start running like a machine——

The regime framework built by professional bureaucrats together with Ai Shanshan is simple and efficient at present.In the past, it was just not fully activated, but now it has finally revealed its glory.

There is no room for sentimentality in something like an imperial regime.With such a title, Zuo Wu will of course be irretrievably farther and farther away from the masses.

This ceremony to commemorate the birth of the babies and to comfort the first deceased is essentially a rare communication between the emperor and the masses after too long a time.

"Each according to tacit understanding", in other words, it means to speculate and speculate.

The funeral is destined to be stained with various colors, and every detail of the ceremony will be closely watched by countless pairs of eyes.It's as small as which foot Zuo Wu stepped on when he entered the arena, and which civilization and style of clothes he chose.

Therefore, the most important thing about the original deceased is the label that has become a thing of the past for her—what race she was, which civilization she came from, what contribution her occupation made to the entire regime, and what kind of identity she deserves. Not worthy of such etiquette, blah blah blah.

And her small garden, the elderly gardening teacher probably worried too much, because the garden itself was included in the scope of everyone's observation.

In order to show that Xindilian will value the inheritance of all people, the small garden will be properly looked after for a long time.

The teacher's lifetime experience cannot be compared to the supercomputer calculations. The concentration of fertilization and the time of pruning will be accurate to the millimeter. The garden taken over by the regime will definitely grow stronger than when it was in the hands of the teacher.

Della, who sneaked over, of course understood these principles.And, as the eldest princess of Xindilian, from before, countless people have asked her to vent her anger.What kind of etiquette should be followed in today's funeral, what kind of clothes should be worn, and how far away should be from the deceased, all of which are clearly arranged.

Yes, Daila's identity at today's funeral will be the eldest princess of Xindilian, not "Della" herself.The fact that Chongniang was once a student of this teacher is just a small good talk and footnote, and there will be no other more meaning on the official level.

and so.

Wanting to say goodbye to the teacher softly as herself, she only sneaked in when no one was around, and the timing of the choice was just right, but she didn't expect Zuo Wu to be the first.

Zuo Wu also had no stance to influence Della's condolences. At this moment, he could only follow Xiao Hui's movement of covering his mouth, forcefully squeezed into the invisible field she built, and then was vigilant if Xiao Hui would take her away on a whim. While throwing it out by himself, he quietly observed his daughter's every move.

Seeing that Della was standing in front of the crystal coffin, she wrinkled her nose, walked around the sea of ​​fast-growing flowers deftly on her toes, and then quietly placed her in the most inconspicuous corner of it according to the method taught by the teacher. , a garland woven from planted flowers and plants.

Just let it go for a second.

Della frowned, because projected short messages began to appear around the mourning hall, supplemented by unpleasant exclamation marks.

The general idea of ​​the projection is that a change in the environment has been detected, and the overall color after design has a little inconsistent pixel cloud, which serves as a warning and prompts the management personnel to quickly investigate.

Chongniang could only frown, picked up the garland again, and then, as if she had made some great determination, she pressed the position of her ear and whispered softly: "Ah! I'm in trouble, please help me!"

Zuo Wu was still wondering who became Della's accomplice, but as expected, the person who came was Della's good sister and his second daughter.

Another burst of guilt surfaced. After such a long time, the name of the second daughter was still not decided, but she rarely communicated with herself alone. The title "Second Princess" became more and more comfortable for her, and it seemed that she would not be able to change it soon.

During this year, the second princess's dilapidated body has also been repaired, at least those simple joints and incomplete repairs have been completed.Her arms are already as flexible as a normal person, and her missing limbs have been replaced.

However, somewhat unexpectedly, the second princess could not learn how to use the "chin".

After fitting the upper and lower jaws, it made her feel at a loss as to how to speak.Therefore, the scientific research team made a detachable design for her jaw, which is usually carried in her pocket, and only taken out to fit it on important occasions to cope with it temporarily.

Compared with Della's tiptoe, the second princess's footsteps were rather casual, and the echoes they created resounded throughout, but on the contrary, it made the mourning hall seem more empty and silent.

"Come on, come on," the second princess said, walking straight to the wall of the mourning hall, flipping out a control panel, and pulling out a cable from her own body, inserting, messing with, invading, those annoying warning projections Immediately disappeared invisible.

"Pay attention, sister. This is just a superficial effort. Anyone who is a bit lazy, come and check this panel, and you will find something abnormal, and then pick out your wreath and throw it away," said the second princess, squinting her eyes again:
"Ah, you don't need to check the panel, you can find it with a little careful glance. You see, compared with these fast-growing clusters, your wreath is a bit wrong in size, and even a little wilted."

"...Because it was picked." Della said, a little unconvinced: "Is it really obvious?"

"I said that as long as someone looks carefully, they will definitely be discovered." The second princess said.

Della gritted her teeth and looked away: "I don't think anyone will take a close look at my teacher's appearance. Everyone will only carefully observe my parents, you and me, and won't waste time on my teacher."

The second princess shrugged: "But the manager of the mourning hall, out of his duty, will definitely check this panel."

Della turned her head and stared at the second princess again: "Didn't you learn the skills with your own mother for so long during this time, can't even the small control panel be hacked?"

indeed.

Della liked to study and play in various cram schools before, and the second princess also felt that she had to learn some skills.It's a pity that as an intelligent "creation", it also has a talent for learning because of its different performance.

The second princess's body design has a problem at the source, it is piled up with waste materials in an extreme environment, she is not like the talented Della, who can learn while playing, and can constantly surprise teachers from all walks of life. While learning all the skills, you can also innovate.

After several lessons with Chongniang, the second princess was left far behind, her face was shattered, and she could only hide her face and escape, thinking that she would be isolated from her studies.

Unexpectedly, by accident later, the second princess developed her own track—her essence is the iterative product of the blunt clone, more or less, always inheriting some of the talents of the bald AI.

Although the things that Duzi is good at are quite subtle, she was once the management AI of the old Imperial Alliance, and the reason why she was evaluated as a defective product was also because she had too much emotion, and she was more than enough to teach the second princess.

The second princess now at least has some culture, so she won't be at a loss what to do with the control panel in a mourning hall.

But her efforts obviously did not get Della's satisfaction.

Fortunately, Della only complained a few words.In fact, Chongniang's knowledge of machinery and programming is only much better than that of the second princess, she just wants to find someone to talk to.

at this time.

The air conditioner inside the mourning hall still adjusts the environment to a pleasant environment, with perfect humidity and temperature.But the environment and atmosphere here add a chill.Let Chong Niang hold her arms tightly, and couldn't help squeezing to the second princess's side.

The second princess hugged her shoulder: "Okay, okay, sister, life and death are different, don't be sad."

Della sniffled: "Did you just say that my wreath is really not as good as these fast-growing clusters?"

"In terms of intentions, sister, you must have won a lot... It's a pity that everyone including this teacher doesn't need your intentions." The second princess said.

"Why, is my intention not sincere enough?"

The second princess tilted her head and thought for a while: "Have you seen the maintenance plan for the garden left by the scientific research team for this teacher?"

"Seen."

"What do you think of that girl?"

"It's great, it's complete," Della smiled a little self-destructively: "How else can I comment."

The second princess shrugged: "Then if plants have thoughts, would they be willing to accept the care of the scientific research team, or would they prefer to stay under the meticulous care of your teacher?"

Hearing this, Chong Niang's eyes were a little dazed: "...It must be that the scientific research team has taken better care of it. For the sake of the plants themselves, I also hope that they will stay under... more professional care."

"Even if your teacher spent more than 30.00% of her time, more than 40.00% of her energy, and 90.00% of her love and affection for that small garden;" The eyes of the second princess met the faint eyes of the mother of insects:
"And what the scientific research team pays is only a plan that was run out by a supercomputer in a second, and then they randomly program an unmanned creature to complete the task, and then forget it, and never remember it for a lifetime?"

"Look, it's ironic. The energy they put into one thing is not the same, but the plant itself can get a better life on the other side. So, do you still want plants to be taken care of by the scientific research team?"

Della's gaze lowered slowly: "...After all, this is good for the plants themselves."

"Yes, that's the truth,"

The second princess looked away from Della, and turned to look at the old woman lying in the crystal coffin with a peaceful expression put on by the mortician:
"If there is no Xindilian and your father, then this teacher will only be one of the countless creatures killed by the circle. Her name will not be passed on, and her hobbies will be unknown. She will be like No one mourns for someone who never existed."

"But it's different now! As long as Xindilian can last for a long time, then this teacher will be recorded in the history books of Xindilian as the 'first deceased' for a long time. In the future, your father's regime will become Without civilization, it is possible to give birth to a festival based on the date of her death."

"Didn't the Dragon Boat Festival on Earth come about for a similar reason?"

Della pursed her lips: "That's the truth, but..."

But the second princess interrupted her, and continued:
"Even, sister, you like learning so much, you have attended countless cram schools in the Star Sea Alliance, and you have had countless teachers. But in the end, among the many teachers you have had, the one who survived the darkness of the ring Isn't she the only one?"

"Sister, do you dare to say that your thoughts and sorrows for those other teachers can add up to more than this teacher alone?"

Della froze for a moment, thought, and shook her head slowly.

The second princess put her arm around Chongniang's shoulders and patted her arm again: "Yes, because you were able to witness the death of this old lady, your grief will overwhelm all your other teachers combined."

"Your mother watched the last moments of this teacher for her duty, and I was also touched. Even I can see that she has no sense of belonging to your father's Xindilian. But so what? You want Good for her, right?"

"Only here are people mourning for her; only here are people paying attention to her death. Even if this kind of attention is not what she thought when she was alive, what does it matter?"

"So, sister. If your wreath is found and thrown away by the administrator of the mourning hall, don't be sad about it. The administrator of the mourning hall is also using his means to show his importance... Although it is not sorrow, it is respect for the ceremony. Seriously, this is also a kind of attention.”

The second princess said, secretly relieved.She had no feelings for the old woman, and all she said was to comfort Della, and she went full circle.

Della nodded slightly, but suddenly broke into a smile: "...You in the past absolutely couldn't say these words, one set of one set. Did you learn all the skills of being a mother?"

The second princess raised her head: "I would rather say that I am born out of...in..."

"Blue out of blue!" Daila finally giggled, and took a final deep look at the crystal coffin and the warmth of the woman inside: "Okay, thank you for your comfort, let's go."

"Walk."

Chong Niang turned around, but her feet were still nailed in place: "No matter how many times, it is really difficult to say goodbye."

"Indeed." The second princess still stood side by side with Della.

Chong Niang looked at her: "You have been trying to lure me beyond the Milky Way, haven't you?"

"Ahaha, yes, I am determined." The second princess nodded.

"Then how do I say goodbye to my parents? My parents are here, so I won't travel far." Della pursed her lips.

"There is another sentence that is not 'You must have a good way'. Your father knows that you are going beyond the Milky Way, and he also wants to see you choose this future." The second princess said lightly.

There was a sad smile on Della's face: "...At that time, you, Dad, would you send me outside the galaxy because of 'for my own good', regardless of my own thoughts? Just like the teacher is doing for her now. Like a good funeral."

The second princess said seriously: "I will."

"Ah! You can't beat me again."

"So what? It's my subjective opinion to be good for a person, and I will try my best to abduct you."

(End of this chapter)