Eight Hundred and Thirty-Four, Don't Treat Yourself as an Outsider

These days, even if the people of the Trinity Institute ate food, it was all leftovers from the fire soldiers, and the big pot of rice had been cold for nearly an hour.

In the current season, the body is already cold, and eating a mouthful of cold food, let alone how uncomfortable it is.

And the meat in those leftovers is basically invisible, at most it is poured with some broth, but now, the white rice in the lunch box is covered with braised chicken nuggets, and the rice has been poured into a nice soy sauce color by the broth. Very appetizing.

Liang Ce and the others worked hard to pick up the food, while eating, they muttered: "You still have a way, Xiaosu, you can get along with people from Tinder."

Seeing that no one has taken a shower for so many days, and those who live and sleep in trucks, all of them have gray faces, they don't look much different from refugees.

Ren Xiaosu opened a lunch box and handed it to Wang Jing: "Eat it while it's hot, old man."

Wang Jing looked at Liang Ce and the others and said with a smile, "You don't want to say thank you to Ren Xiaosu?"

As soon as everyone heard this, Sima Gang immediately took the lead: "Thank you Xiaosu, if it weren't for you, we might not even be able to carry the health center."

"Thank you coins from Sima Steel, +1!"

Liang Cele laughed and said, "Xiao Su, I won't say thank you for the relationship between us, there will be something in the future..."

Ren Xiaosu interrupted: "You should say thank you..."

Liang Ce: "Thank you..."

"Thank you coin from Liang Ce, +1!"

Everyone in the car suddenly laughed, and they didn't know why they were laughing, or what touched everyone's nerves, maybe it was a full meal, or Ren Xiaosufei asked Liang Ce to say thank you.

The fatigue of the past few days seemed to be swept away.

It's just that the laughter was not so comfortable to the ears of other refugees, and it was even a little harsh.

You know, Ren Xiaosu and the others are full tonight, but none of the other refugees lined up, so they can only wait to see if there is a chance tomorrow morning.

At this time, a weak voice came from the outside of Ren Xiaosu's truck: "Well, excuse me."

Not everyone among the refugees is like that middle-aged man,

So hostile.

The refugee who came this time was a tall, thin young man. He looked at Ren Xiaosu and said, "I have a gold ring here, can I buy a few meals from you?"

Everyone in the car looked at each other in blank dismay. Although Wang Jing was the head of the medical team of the Trinity Society, he would never make decisions for Ren Xiaosu at this time.

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while and then refused: "I'm sorry, I only got the permission of the people from Tinder to cook. I can't decide this matter. Instead of looking for me, you should go directly to the people from Tinder."

The refugee outside had a look of embarrassment on his face, obviously someone who dared not touch Tinder.

In Ren Xiaosu's eyes, he has dealt with Tinder many times, so he doesn't feel afraid, but ordinary people don't think so when facing enemies who destroy cities and houses.

However, Ren Xiaosu didn't pay any attention to the other party, he just wanted to protect the people of the Trinity Society, and he didn't care about the others.

What if the Tinder people saw that you were secretly taking money from others, and ended up not even giving food to the Trinity Society?

After the refugee left in disappointment, Wang Jing suddenly asked, "Actually, you can help him, right?"

"Old man, there are too many people in need of help in this world, he is the only one," Ren Xiaosu replied calmly, "Do you think I did something wrong?"

"No, no, no," Wang Jing shook his head, "It's just that I suddenly feel sad and distressed. A good child like you must have experienced a lot of hardships before making such a choice. There is nothing wrong with you, and I have no position to criticize you. I just don’t know when this world will get better.”

Ren Xiaosu was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Wang Jing to say this suddenly, so he fell silent.

What Wang Jing said was right, it was the world that taught him how to get along with the world, and the hardships he had suffered in those years were beyond count, so how could he still have the heart to help others.

But at a certain moment, Ren Xiaosu suddenly remembered that someone had told him that he was also a beam of light.

Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked Wang Jing, "Master, do you think I am a good person or a bad person?"

Wang Jing asked: "If there is no us, what will you do when you encounter the Fire Army?"

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while and replied: "They can't stop me, I will leave."

"So you stayed here for us, right?" Wang Jing said with a smile: "A good person doesn't want to save everyone in the world, otherwise the good person is too tired. You have done what you can, so you should ask your heart." No shame."

Wang Jing didn't directly answer Ren Xiaosu's question, but he seemed to have already answered it.

The Pyrotechnic Troop continued to head north rumblingly. Ren Xiaosu sat in the car covered with a blanket and looked out of the car, at the starry sky and the wilderness.

At this time, Yang Xiaojin under the blanket held his hand silently, that soft palm was warm and strong.

Ren Xiaosu suddenly laughed, why did he think so much.

However, at this moment, for some reason, Ren Xiaosu suddenly remembered what the artificial intelligence had said to him: it had witnessed with its own eyes how humans treated alien races at Fortress 61.

At that time, Ren Xiaosu said that the wall crawler was killed because it hurt humans, and the artificial intelligence said that it also hurt.

Just like what Wang Jing said just now, any choice made by human beings is determined by past experience, so since the birth of artificial intelligence, it has experienced its own life like a newborn baby. Will what it sees determine its future? s Choice?

Just like when Ren Xiaosu saw Zhang Baogen being taken away by the soldiers of Fort 113, he immediately decided to hide and regarded Fort 113 as an imaginary enemy.

Otherwise, there's no need for him to hide, it's more comfortable to be an extraordinary person upright.

Now, isn't the hidden artificial intelligence just like the self who concealed the identity of a superhuman back then?

After thinking about it, Ren Xiaosu fell asleep in a daze, and he and Yang Xiaojin never let go of their clenched hands.

...

The next morning, when the Pyrotechnical Troops rested for dinner again, Ren Xiaosu decisively rushed to the cooking class with two stacks of lunch boxes, seeing the corners of the cooking soldiers' eyes twitching, for fear that Ren Xiaosu would call them I call your name, how dare you Do you agree or something like that?

After dinner, Ren Xiaosu couldn't wait to find P5092, wanting to ask if today's newspaper had arrived.

P5092 was delighted when he saw Ren Xiaosu: "Did you come to visit early in the morning? You really think this is your home."

"Then what..." Ren Xiaosu looked at the newspaper in the officer's hand: "You have already read the first and second pages, so please show me the newspaper you finished reading first."

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