The Mechanic

Autumn is gradually approaching, and most of the limited arable land in Paradise Lost is harvesting, and the harvest festival is also approaching. This unique festival in Paradise Lost is scheduled on October 10th every year. On that day, the entire Paradise Lost is closed for a day, and people flock to the grand carnival party in the fourth district, like farmers celebrating the Harvest Goddess Festival in ancient Greece. Drink big, and there will be a psychedelic fireworks display.

Adam heard several mechanics talking about this festival, and couldn't help looking forward to it. Before going to the fourth district with Zhang Xun to have an accident last time, he also liked the lively and festive atmosphere very much, as if the air was filled with happiness everywhere, and the aroma of food was already urging his salivary glands to salivate just by imagining it .

But Zhang Xun still locked himself in the research room.

Adam knew what Zhang Xun was making, but it had been a month... Anxiety gradually climbed up his brows, making him a little anxious.

"Pan, tell me about Axun."

"His fatigue index is high, but other than that, everything is normal." Pan replied curtly. This is Zhang Xun's request, not to reveal too much information about Adam to Adam.

Adam never asked, but asked Pan to bring some words to Zhang Xun, such as "It's time to eat", "It's time to sleep, lack of sleep will reduce work efficiency", or "Should we go out for harvest festival? "Such a message. Zhang Xun would reply occasionally, but most of the time, the oral messages were like nothing, and there was no news.

On Harvest Day, Adam was sitting quietly in his room at three o'clock in the morning, planning the new AI structure in the complex matrix of his mind. Suddenly the door of his room was opened, and the ghostly Zhang Xun with extremely haggard face, stubble chin, and bloodshot eyes stared at him with strange, almost morbid excitement.

"Axun!" Adam finally experienced the feeling of "a big rock falling to the ground" described by humans, "You finally came out!"

"It's done." Zhang Xun Mingming was extremely exhausted, but his eyes were shining like stars, "Give me your arm, I'm done!"

Adam wasn't surprised, but he dutifully showed all the micro-expressions and body language needed for excitement, "Really? That's great!"

Zhang Xun strode up to him, grabbed Adam's mechanical right arm, and led him out of the room. The empty Lab is so empty that it seems that there are ghosts at every corner, and the countless light bulbs hanging above the head light up and go out with the sound of their footsteps. Everything is very much like when it was just seance.

Zhang Xun led him into the operating room at the end of the fourth floor. It was originally used to debug Adam's brain after a seance, but it was actually not used a few times. Adam obediently lay down on the operating bed, watching Zhang Xun take out his toolbox.

"Adam, close your eyes, you can only open them when I tell you to open them." Zhang Xun ordered.

Adam closed his eyes obediently, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Then there was the hum of a small electric drill, the grinding of metal, and the strange feeling of some habitual part of the body being suddenly removed.

Originally, his mechanical right arm was very exquisitely made, all the sensors were distributed evenly and efficiently, and the feeling was already very close to the human body. Only at this dismantling moment does it become clear that the arm does not belong to him.

Zhang Xun neatly removed Adam's right hand, and threw it aside indifferently. At this moment, Adam lost his arms and was lying motionless on the operating table. He actually had a strange aesthetic feeling like a broken sculpture. But incompleteness is incompleteness after all, and Zhang Xun doesn't like incompleteness.

There was another buzzing sound, and he felt something cold sticking to the incomplete part of his arm, and something soft and sticky penetrated from the cross-section of his severed arm, like an earthworm burrowing into the soil. The weird and numb touch made Adam frown uncomfortably, and he wanted to open his eyes but controlled himself in time.

"It will be fine soon, bear with it. The neural connection must be done, give me time."

Why did Ah Xun replace the other arm?

About two hours later, Zhang Xun finally wiped the sweat from his forehead and said softly, "Open your eyes."

Adam hesitantly opened his eyelids and raised his hands.

The ethereal blue eyes widened slightly, and the reflections of his hands were reflected in the pupils.

Those were a pair of perfect arms, there were no blemishes or seams on the arms that were filled with metallic luster, they were as warm as skin to the touch, yet stronger than human skin. He could feel all the flow of the air surrounding the arm, and his fingers were stretched, so flexible that he could do whatever he wanted, even more flexible and light than the original physical arm.

"This is... a compound of biological cells and alloys?" Adam admired this pair of beautiful and sensitive hands in admiration. Such a material, such a perfect fusion, Axun was actually able to make it. It's unbelievable.

"They... are so beautiful." Adam was hypnotized and couldn't take his eyes off his hands. So Zhang Xun grabbed his wrist again.

"It's not even the most fun. Come with me."

Zhang Xun led Adam all the way up to the roof of the Lab, standing on the edge of the metal pipe, looking at the bloody morning glow spreading below the eastern horizon. At this time, the land in the west was still shrouded in the dark blue of night, and the entire Paradise Lost was still soundly asleep. Only the first people who got up to clean up the streets moved like small dots among the narrow and winding lanes.