"I'll be back within three months."

The female spy looked at you and said this, her eyes were firm.

But you couldn't listen. For a moment, you felt that you had a lengthy, unreal dream. Is it absurd to have a person wandered on a planet without humans for a year, or is it more like dreaming to meet such a woman?

The female spy decided to leave a month ago. Since you picked up the black box of the lost satellite from Hainan.

Her original words were:

"The source code in the black box gave me a lot of inspiration... or in other words, I had already had a general idea before, but I only had the mature conditions now."

"I plan to... go to several top scientific research companies around the world, bring their source code back and reintegrate them."

"This is something that is impossible in the past. In fact, every company that develops artificial intelligence will have unique advantages. Some companies have advanced chip research, some companies can produce batteries with higher energy utilization efficiency. For example, the sweeping robot in our home, Qianfeng Enterprise, also has a unique program algorithm that can accurately plan the running route of the program... In the past world, in order to maintain core competitiveness, all these research was not passed down, but now, if I can go to their headquarters, I can get the source code. With these source codes, I can realize the automated operation of the shelter... By that time, whether it is planting, production, or grazing, it will become very easy."

"The satellite maps stored in the black box allow me to know exactly what has happened around the world over the past period of time, so that I can find a safe flight route. Yes, helicopters do not fly that far, so I will go to the capital first, where there are many military aircraft that can be used..."

"These are not important at all!" You interrupted her. This happened so suddenly that you had no way to calm down and think. You just felt a little wronged. You practiced with her for a long time these days and finally could make exquisite, triangular zongzi. You carefully prepared a lot of stuffings, including bean paste stuffing and meat stuffing, and tried to make glutinous rice chicken. But now, all of the zongzi are placed on the table until it cools down. No one has touched them.

At least she should eat rice dumplings, that's what you think.

But that's what you said:

"There is no need for automation at all, right? These things are meaningless, right? Even if you are a little tired of farming, only two people don't need to reserve so many things, right? ... Besides, aren't you only left for the last half year?"

The countdown for female spys will come to an end at the end of December. There is only half a year left before that day comes. You grit your teeth:

"Even if you don't do anything from now on, eat and sleep every day, just rely on the food in stock here, there will be no problem..."

The female spy looked at you calmly and said:

"What about you?"

"What do you care about me...I..."

"How could I ignore you?" The female spy interrupted your words, paused, and seemed to say to herself: "How could I ignore you?"

"Zhang Sirui, you have twenty-nine years left? How old are you in twenty-nine years? Are you fifty or sixty? By then, can you still feed all the animals in the shelter by yourself? What if you live here alone, have a cold, a fever, encounter any illness, or drought, or flood? How can you survive alone?"

She was not excited when she said these words, but to you it sounded like sharp swords piercing into your heart. You couldn't refute it because you knew deep down that what she said might be right. But you still stubbornly said:

"Since you can do what I can do, I can do it too. After you leave, I can learn it slowly... but at least after you leave... or, you can stay and teach me... those astronomical knowledge, those messy inventions, and the Alpha Dogs, I can learn all these."

The female spy chuckled gently and shook her head again:

"It's too late. There's no such simple thing. It's more realistic, like a child."

You were a little angry and retorted:

"What about you? Are you not like a child? Do you have to go out alone for three months? How to solve the fuel on the plane? How many days do you bring enough food to eat? So what if you update the satellite map? What if you encounter any emergencies? What about the plague? What about illness? You will die, do you know?"

"I'm not going to die."

The female spy said:

"I will be back within three months." Her eyes were firm. She stretched out her little finger and said:

"I will come back in September. What festivals are there at that time... Mid-Autumn Festival, right? We made an agreement to celebrate the festival together. This is a promise, and I will definitely come back."

"No." You stand up: "If you have to find any source code, I will accompany you. At worst, both of them caught a serious cold on the plane, kicked their legs, and there was no need to think about anything."

"You can't leave." The female spy also stood up, she was a little shorter than you. She raised her hand and held your cheek with a little begging in her tone:

"You have to stay here... to take care of this refuge, help me take care of Shirley... I beg you."

She rubbed the corners of her eyes, pretended to be relaxed and smiled, and patted your shoulders.

"Romance can't keep you alive, boy, welcome to the earth."

After a month, the helicopter on the tarmac was running again. But this time, only the female spy boarded the helicopter. Her hand injury had healed. This time, she was going to embark on a long, dangerous journey, and there would be no other witness to this.

You looked at her back silently, and she turned around, held her helmet, and waved to you from afar. In the violent wind, you didn't even have a suitable occasion to say goodbye.

So you just told yourself in your heart that it will only be three months, and when the late rice is harvested, she will naturally come back.

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...

It was September and the temperature was colder than in September before. At night, you had to wrap it in a long time without wearing it and keep it warm. You sat in the flower bed in front of the house, and there were a variety of small flowers around you, one of which was pink monocrop.

This is a Mid-Autumn Night without a moon.
Chapter completed!