I loaded the dream game

So... is it time?

Jibril shook her head hesitantly.

It seems not entirely.

If I have to describe it, it seems that it can be described as a kind of "convergent space-time"?

Looking at the dragon spirit in front of her, Jibril could finally intuitively feel its abnormal characteristics that seemed to run through the "past" and "future" and exist in all time and space at the same time.

I can see it, I can understand it, I can... Strange, why does it smell like something burnt?

Jibril turned around in confusion, only to see Hubie staring blankly at the dragon spirit in front of her, with wisps of white smoke coming out of her head. The burnt smell just now seemed to have come from her.

Is this...going to burn out? Jibril tilted her head.

"..."Xia Zhi curled the corners of his mouth.

He reached out and gently pinched the girl's cheek.

"Well!"

Hughie turned around and looked at him in pain. After thinking for a while, he tilted his head and said, "Xiazhi, it hurts..."

"Stop talking nonsense, I didn't use any force at all." Xia Zhi rubbed the girl's head. The temperature from his hand was a little hot, as if the overheated processor in the girl's brain had not had time to cool down.

"Data recording... has been interrupted..."

Hubie raised her little head and looked at Xia Zhi quietly with her eyes as clear as a lake, as if wondering why he did this.

"We can talk about the data later. You almost got burned just now, and you didn't know to stop. Are you burned stupid?" Xia Zhi ruffled her hair into a mess with some resentment.

"It's useless for you to say these things. These machines are so stubborn that they can't be persuaded." Jibril said with a slightly disdainful tone.

Hubie ignored her, looked at Xia Zhi and replied: "It's okay... Hubie has calculated it..."

"Before the processor completely crashes... Hubie's body can maintain the overloaded computing state for at least 134 seconds..."

"So...it's okay..."

"But it will definitely cause damage to your body, right?" Xia Zhi interrupted.

"..."

Hubie didn't refute and lowered his head slightly.

· ········Request flowers··· ··

"...Hubby, I just want to help Xiazhi as much as possible..." The girl said weakly in a low voice.

“…Is it not possible…?”

Xia Zhi was slightly stunned for a moment, then he sighed and gently embraced the girl in his arms: "I say, Hubie..."

"……Um?"

The girl's body seemed a little stiff, and her voice suddenly became a little strange.

"From now on, how about setting the upper limit of the overload operation state to zero seconds?"

“…Is this an order?”

“It’s a request.”

"Can I refuse...?"

"No."

0 0 0

"...bullying?" The girl tilted her head slightly.

"Just think of it as me bullying you." Xia Zhi chuckled and whispered in the girl's ear: "But, I don't want you to hurt yourself like this again in the future."

"So...promise me, okay?"

"...Hmm..." She leaned gently on the boy's shoulder, feeling his body temperature through the thin clothes. The temperature of the body, which had already cooled down, rose slowly in her sight, and Hubie agreed softly.

A large number of logical errors appeared in my mind again. The alarms given by the host echoed again and again, and the abnormal reports of various values ​​of the body were sent one after another...

But... I don't want to care, I don't want to pay attention.

But now, it's good enough.

I don’t know what kind of feeling is brewing in my heart, it feels both familiar and strange.

What kind of feeling is this?

Instead of relying on records in a database or analysis by a central processing unit, for the first time, Hubie tried to understand with his own "heart" and finally got the answer.

"Summer Solstice..."

The girl raised her head and stared at Xia Zhi quietly. Her eyes, as clear as lake water, sparkled with a bright light. She opened her mouth slightly and whispered:

"Hubby...I think I found it..."

Chapter 162 So-called Feelings

Jibril felt very strange.

An Ex-Machina could actually have his own emotions? This was truly unheard of... No, it could be considered incredible.

Since coming to this place, she felt that she had seen too many things that overturned her previous common sense.

If an Ex-Machina can have emotions, what is impossible in this world?

Suddenly, Jibril felt that this "known" world seemed to be gradually becoming "strange" and "unknown", and at the same time, it was becoming more interesting.

Turning the unknown into the known - before this, Jibril once thought that this was the only thing that made sense to her.

However, when she saw with her own eyes that the knowledge accumulated by the Skywing race over thousands or even tens of thousands of years was completely overturned by a single person with just a few words, one can imagine the shock she felt.

The familiar world collapsed and past common sense was easily overturned. Logically, one should feel fear.

However, Jibril felt another very strange, anxious and exciting feeling, which was even hotter than turning the unknown into the known.

If "unknown" represents possibility, then does it mean that there are infinite possibilities for the person who can transform "known" into "unknown"?

Thinking of this, Jibril suddenly had an idea.

In the past, she had never worried that Artosh-sama, who was the being who created them all, the one who was revered by everyone, and the strongest among the Old Deus, would fail one day.

But... after realizing the infinite possibilities of the boy, she couldn't help but have this thought:

If it were him, maybe he could really...

Although her intuition told her that this was impossible, but...hadn't there been enough impossible things happening to that person in these days?

Jibril raised her head and looked at the unfinished ritual pattern floating in the air in front of her, emitting a faint blue light. There was an inexplicable and complex light flashing in her eyes, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"I say, your name is Hubie, right?"

Jibril turned around, looked at the mechanical girl beside her, and called out her name for the first time.

"May I ask you a question?"

“…passive resistance?” Hubie tilted his head.

"It's just normal small talk. It won't take up much of your computing power, right?"

Jibril seemed to be unaware that the "passive sabotage" mentioned by Hubie was actually referring to herself, and asked curiously, "You said at that time that you had found it... What did you find?"

"...Hubby...refuses to answer..."

Hubie answered in a flat voice, but if you look closely, you can see that her cheeks have a barely noticeable blush, and her eyes are involuntarily moving to the side.

After seeing this scene, Jibril could finally be sure that the Ex-Machina girl in front of her did have her own feelings.

Suddenly, she realized something else.

Everyone knows that the Ex-Machinas are a race that share thoughts in real time and are spiritually linked to each other. To some extent, they can even be regarded as a whole race.

Thoughts can be shared, spirits can be connected, so can "feelings" also be shared?

In the past, although the various races were wary of the Ex-Machinas, they were not afraid of them, because everyone knew that these Ex-Machinas would only act according to the optimal plan calculated by logic and analysis, and would not actively attack other races. They were truly neutral parties, so as long as they did not actively provoke them, it would be fine. ........

However, what will happen when an absolutely rational Ex-Machina has contradictory sensibility?

Looking at Hubie's appearance, Jibril understood something.

"I remember you said before that you have been disconnected from the link, right?"

"Um……"

Hubie nodded:

"While acting independently without the link, Shubi's body accumulated a lot of errors and was judged to have irreparable mechanical failures... It was scrapped and the link was disconnected..."

"Have you ever thought about reconnecting?" Jibril asked curiously.

She didn't care whether or not Ex-Machinas could have emotions... In fact, if such a thing really happened, she would find it very interesting.

The Ex-Machinas are known for their concepts of wholeness and connection. They are a race born for the collective, live for the collective, and die for the collective. In order to ensure the integrity of the entire connected body, they are even willing to sacrifice themselves.

So, naturally, for an independent individual who has been separated from the Link Body and destroyed, if it can reconnect back to the Link Body 3.2, it should do so without hesitation, right?

However, to Jibril's surprise, Hubie flatly refused.

"This is... a feeling that belongs only to Hubie... I absolutely don't want to share it with anyone..." The girl shook her head and said firmly.

Even if... they were once from the same clan, it is no exception.

"...Is that so?" Seeing the determined look in the girl's eyes, Jibril chuckled.

It was an unexpected decision for the Ex-Machina, but... for the girl who now has feelings, it is completely "reasonable".

This is what is called emotion, or...what is called "heart", right? .

Chapter 163: Azriel Misses Her Sister

Gently fluttering her wings, she flew gracefully in the crimson sky. She was the first individual of the Flügel species, a girl named “Azrael”.

"Ji-pu-chan~"

She deliberately stretched out her voice and called her sister's name in a strange accent. If the person concerned heard it, she would definitely feel ashamed and angry, but the girl seemed to enjoy it.

"This is my way of expressing my love for Jipu-chan, meow."

If she were questioned, she would definitely make such a rebuttal explanation, but unfortunately, the person who would question her for this is not around.

Or rather... disappeared.

It might sound funny that a Flügel would go missing, but Azrael had indeed not seen her beloved sister for several months.

Even if he was deliberately avoiding me, there was no need to hide for so long, right? Did he really hate me that much?

"It shouldn't be long." After hearing her complaint, Raphael replied: "Remember last time, didn't she hide in the repair surgery room for you for several years?"

“That’s different, meow!” Azriel retorted on the spot: “At that time, I knew that Gip-chan was inside. Although I couldn’t see her, I could still feel her presence. But now, I don’t even know where she is, meow!”

"To put it bluntly, aren't you a stalker?"

"That was just... proper protection!"

"If in your mind, 'appropriate' and 'excessive' have the same definition, then I can only say that your brain is indeed abnormal." Raphael exposed Azriel without giving any face to the original individual.

Azrael puffed up her cheeks and said something like “I don’t care, I’ll die if I don’t see Jibril again, nyan”, and turned around and left Avant Heim, trying to find Jibril’s trace below.

However, one can imagine how difficult it is to find an ordinary Flügel girl in such a huge continent.

Although it would not take much time for Azriel to cross the entire Lucia continent, there was a difference between "traveling" and "searching". The former only required speeding up, while the latter required paying attention to possible traces along the way and searching every possible corner as much as possible.

Azriel wasn't good at this kind of thing, so she thought of a good idea - since it was difficult to find, couldn't she just go and ask someone?

Jip-chan has been outside for such a long time. With her personality, it is impossible for her to endure the boredom and she will definitely find something to do.

Her collection of books was still in Avant Heim, which meant that if she wanted to do something to kill time, it would only be fighting.

Given Gip's personality, she would not cause trouble to the weak unless necessary. Even for fun, she would only focus on those strong people who are challenging.