"Grandpa, what is outside the sky?"

A little girl raised her head and looked at the dark clouds, which looked like black.

"It's the starry sky."

"I really want to go outside and take a look."

"Why?"

"Because I heard it's beautiful outside."

"The starry sky is not only beautiful, but also has terrifying monsters."

"But," the girl looked at a huge mechanical city rising from the ground. The city gate looked like a bloody mouth: "But, I think there are monsters here."

"The monsters here don't eat people."

‘Bang!’

The storage room slammed shut.

"Suzi, you killed a rich man again during the operation. You know it will be difficult for us to explain to the outside world."

"Explain what? Explain that this rich man kept more than a thousand little android girls in captivity, abused them, and insulted them?"

"The old civilized moral values ​​are not applicable to this world. These are black goods, low-level androids that are not protected by the "Bionic Man Law". Those robots don't care about themselves, so what do you care about?"

"...You talk too much, partner."

……

The scene changed again. It was a dim electronic hall, with countless eyes staring at the ponytailed girl in the middle.

"Motoko Yagami, you are now appointed as the leader of the first action team of the Ghost in the Shell mobile department. I hope you can implement the will of the department and maintain the integrity of the test site."

"Yes."

In an office, a bald old man looked at him, with a smile on his cold expression.

"Congratulations, Yagami Motoko."

"Thank you for your cultivation, Minister."

"Do you know what the integrity of a proving ground is?"

The girl with the ponytail frowned and said: "The interests of giant companies, the results of experiments, and the transformation of human beings."

"You don't like any of this?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"I am one of the first orphans after the civilized era, and a certain Mr. Aramaki also cultivated in me an inappropriate sense of civilized morality during my childhood. I think this may be the main reason."

"You talk more than you did when you were a kid, Suzi."

The minister's lips curled up, and the ponytail girl's expression softened a bit.

"Now that you have come this far, let me teach you the last lesson. The integrity of the test site is not what you said. These are, at best, just its appearance."

The minister stood up and turned to look at the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and the huge neon world behind them.

"Morality is the final integrity of the testing ground."

"That's the funniest joke I've heard this year, Minister."

"Old morality was squeezed out, creating a new social order. Before the new order gave birth to new morality, the order was subverted again by technological transformation, and the cycle repeats endlessly."

The minister said softly:

"But if there is really no morality at all, this testing ground will completely lose its use value, just like those bionic people whose experiments failed. You know where those bionic people went, right."

"I have been to all the android cemeteries, to be precise, they are garbage disposal plants."

The girl with the ponytail said expressionlessly:

"With the evolution of bionic human technology, I can feel that their intelligence, physical strength, and perception are beginning to be infinitely close to humans. After two or three generations of improvements in bionic components, it is possible to surpass native humans and even transform humans.

Expected.

But based on the cases I have handled over the years, I can confirm that they are not like humans at all. They do not have the empathy generated by chemical brains, and their emotional systems are indifferent and utilitarian. I think that bionic people will not dream.

Electronic Sheep."

"So, you think that androids have no souls?"

"If the soul refers to a high-level information body, then the bionic man has indeed not evolved to that point."

The minister chuckled:

"So, conversely, do you think the ultimate goal of bionic people is to completely become a native human?"

"I'm not an expert in this area, but I've heard a saying in the scientific community that the ultimate goal of bionic people is to kill native people, from a civilized perspective."

"Now do you understand what the integrity of the test site is?" the minister asked.

The girl with the ponytail frowned, seeming to understand, but also not understanding.

"There is a monster in the starry sky, Suzi."

Yagami Motoko suddenly opened her eyes.

"Good morning, Miss Suzi," Miss Ke's concerned voice sounded, "During your 2 hours, 13 minutes and 51 seconds of sleep, your cortex showed signs of heating. It is initially concluded that your brain nervous system is storing information.

A special kind of processing of information, according to the parlance of the civilized era, dreaming."

Yagami Motoko stood up. The one-piece tights has the functions of heat preservation, massage, simple repair, etc. It is the best 'quilt'.

"I did remember something."

Yagami Motoko stood up. The curvature of her chest was very large, which could be used as a good protective pad when falling. Moreover, due to the improved reinforced muscles implanted, it was also bulletproof.

And her purple eyes are full of strong alertness and danger. The first impression given to people is that of a female leopard.

She got out of bed, went to the coffee table, and made herself a cup of coffee.

Although everything has been automated for a long time, she is still used to having a cup like this by herself in the morning. According to ancient books, this is called a ‘sense of ritual’.

"Would you like a drink, Miss Shell?"

"I have no taste system and no digestive system."

"The feeling that you can install one for yourself and drink something is one of the few joys in this boring era."

"As a large-scale data processing system serving the Ghost in the Shell Mobile Division, I must ensure that every piece of data generated is in its own processing mode. However, the processing of 'emotional data' is very difficult and the uncontrollability reaches 41.5%.

."

Yagami Motoko heard what the other party meant.

"You want to say that there is something wrong with my emotional module?"

"No, what I mean is that you should process the redundant data you generated last night and re-adjust the artificial nervous system to ensure that such a thing does not happen again."

"Do you want me to stop dreaming?"

"I just want to ensure that, as one of the strongest combatants in the department, your body's operating efficiency is always in the most efficient mode."

"Interesting idea."

"But you will refuse, as always."

Yagami Motoko drank the last sip of coffee and said: "Report today's process, Miss Shell."

"At 8 o'clock in the morning, you need to participate in a group meeting at the headquarters. All ten group leaders will be present. This is also the last regular meeting before the arrival of the new minister."

"At 12 o'clock, you need to go to the 'Digital Space'. According to monitoring, more and more data refugees have appeared there recently. You have to participate in the questioning process of the Diwang Group."

"16 o'clock, combat training as usual."

"At 22 o'clock, as the interim minister, I will participate in the meeting of the six ministries online."

"Let's go to the headquarters first."

Yagami Motoko simply put on a red jacket and went out in tights.

Soon, an autonomous flying car flew out of the high-end data apartment in the mother city and drove into the magnetic energy channel.

"Miss Shell."

"I'm here."

"What kind of person do you think our new minister is?"

"We have dealt with each other before. Since the appearance of 'Scenery of Life', there is an 81.4% probability that the person who blocked us in 'The Escape Game' was Mr. G."

"Is that a biological monster?"

"Yes."

"I mean his character, strong? Mild? Ambitious? Or crazy?"

"According to the information I have collected, Mr. G is not a male who likes to be in the limelight. In most cases, he hides behind women and will only come forward unless absolutely necessary; according to gossip, he
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