"This era is better," Councilor Hu said with a smile, rubbing his belly.

"Yes, that's great," Aunt Qin said with a smile as she looked at the three children playing around.

It was almost evening before Xiao Yu returned home. As soon as he got home, he saw the mechanical armor soldier browsing the news.

After this ancient man left Fuqing Island, he seemed to have suddenly become a homebody.

"Grandpa, I brought you something to eat!"

Because the mechanical armor soldier did not allow the other party to call him grandpa, Xiao Yu changed his title. This time, the mechanical armor soldier did not object.

The mechanical armor soldier nodded slightly. The news he read were all about science and technology. He seemed to be judging the gap between ancient technology and modern technology.

Xiao Yu was also accustomed to it. First, she placed large and small bags of snacks and clothes on the ground, then picked up the engine oil and began to adjust her whiteboard prosthesis.

Although the clothes are beautiful and the snacks are delicious, her favorite is still machinery!

"Um?"

When oiling the leg prosthesis, Xiao Yu suddenly paused, then stroked the rough mechanical leg. She, who was always optimistic, suddenly had a strange expression on her face.

A strong emotion rushed into the brain along with the prosthetic body, which made Xiao Yu very uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but stuff her head into her knees.

The mechanical armor soldier paused with his fingers, and the news stopped switching.

"When the Honkai Impact No. 7 was being tested, it had a very wonderful ability, that is, it could sense the emotions of machines."

"We did a lot of experiments, and later we confirmed that it was not the emotions of machines. Machines have no emotions, only people do. In other words, what No. 7 perceives are the remaining emotions of the people who once controlled the machines."

The mechanical armor soldier turned around, and the electronic sound was calm.

"So, what did you feel?"

"Great pain."

Xiao Yu said.

…

Every era has its own anger. If anger is used in a good way, it will become the driving force for social reform; if it is used in a bad way, it will become the driving force for criminal law reform.

The anger at the Cyber ​​Proving Ground can basically be summarized into two aspects, the workplace and rules, and conversely, punks and hippies.

Just like the two virtual personalities in the hands of a senior engineer.

The soul of punk: the hatred of corporations and the resistance to power hide the fire of revolution.
Chapter completed!