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Looking at the line of text, Hai Hao was momentarily stunned.
Suddenly, he pulled a pair of scissors from the drawer and handed them to Min Di, saying, "Hurry, shave my head! Completely bald!"
Min Di was bewildered.
"Quick! We don't have much time!"
With a swift motion, the scissors fell, revealing a tattoo on the back of Hai Hao's head that was identical to those on Tang Xuan and Du Fansheng.
Hai Hao calmly informed Min Di that he had never had any tattoos.
After saying this, a strange expression crossed his face, a smile that was both bitter and painful.
Seeing this smile, Min Di stammered, "This is impossible! Could it be...?!"
Min Di couldn't finish her sentence.
After a moment, she finally mustered the courage to ask Hai Hao to shave her head as well, but there were no words on the back of her head.
"This tattoo is a mark, equivalent to a factory seal. It indicates that many of us are robots. Even we robots don't know that we are robots," Hai Hao said bitterly.
Hai Hao was a robot, while Min Di was not.
On the street, pedestrian A was a robot, while pedestrian B was not. In the park, the person throwing the ball might be a robot, while the little boy swinging might not be.
But they were all completely unaware.
The appearance and internal structure of the robots had become indistinguishable from that of humans. They could cry, bleed real blood, classified into types A, B, AB, and O, and possessed all the internal organs. Most crucially, they were unaware of their own identity.
If God exists, whom is He truly mocking?
From the afternoon of December 31, 4,319,999,999 to the early morning hours.
The country where Hai Hao and Min Di resided had set up the robot production line in the most desolate desert.
Few people ventured there. Hai Hao piloted the Supersonic Biplane, and after thirty minutes, he landed alongside Min Di in a sea of sand.
The afternoon sun was glaring and sharp, piercing their skin like a barrage of arrows.
As they stepped off the plane, the first sight that greeted them was the unguarded factory gates.
Dunes of yellow and white sand had piled halfway up the factory doors. No one was on duty.
Inside the factory, something was being blown by the wind, producing a clanging sound of rusted metal colliding.
Entering through the gates, both were taken aback by what lay before them. Beneath the yellow sand was a charred building blackened by fierce flames. The entire factory resembled an abandoned explosion site.
Hai Hao found a fragment of shrapnel among the ashes and immediately recognized the damaged markings on the dark green shell: B3590-183. This was a military-grade special bomb.
The Government Military had destroyed this factory.
Amidst the sounds of metal clashing, there was an additional noise—a distinct cawing sound. At first glance, it blended with the other noises; however, it possessed a unique quality. While the other sounds were chaotic and aimless, this one was crisp and clear.
Min Di perked up her ears like a wild rabbit, searching for the source of the sound. On a heavily charred concrete pillar, she spotted a camera the size of a child's fist. The camera swiveled its head, tracking the movements of the two.
Min Di quietly shared this discovery with Hai Hao.
Understanding her, Hai Hao nodded, and the two stealthily exited the factory.
Just as they were about to board the biplane, a door swung open, revealing the dark muzzle of a gun aimed directly at them. The gunman looked unlike anyone they had ever seen.
The gunman had a natural left eye and a metallic right eye; parts of his skull and pelvis were made of metal, while the rest of his body was flesh. He had no hair, no Adam's apple, and lacked any secondary sexual characteristics that would indicate gender. In other words, it was impossible to discern whether he was male or female.
The gunman confiscated their weapons and forced Hai Hao and Min Di to walk toward a dune.
The dune parted like theater curtains, revealing an entrance. The sun in the desert was setting in the west, casting a golden glow that enveloped everything in a chaotic brilliance.
Hai Hao and Min Di stepped down into the entrance, cloaked in sunlight that felt metallic against their skin.
There, they beheld an unfathomable world.
This was a world that should not exist, yet it thrived before their eyes.
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