Hurry up Faster

Damn it!

Let alone modifying a heart...

Even if just a single finger was removed, it would trigger his reset!!

Screw these reset rules!

The silver-haired girl in his arms had slightly trembling eyelashes, but her heterochromatic eyes were still dead-set on the screen.

Her small mouth was murmuring:

"So wonderful... modifying Master..."

"To be with Master forever... so wonderful..."

Fang Qi: "..."

...Please stop with the modification!

His forehead immediately started breaking a sweat!

The arm holding Liguang immediately tightened. He leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice:

"Liguang! Liguang!"

"Master... hehehe... hehe... modify Master...!"

"Li! Guang!!"

He pinched her waist hard!

"Nngh!"

She finally snapped out of it, turning her small head. Those heterochromatic eyes faced his, blinking.

But the crimson in her red eye was still flashing wildly!

And she hadn't even had time to retract the exaggerated curve of her lips!

She just looked at him like that, her face full of excitement, full of thrill, full of...

the ecstasy of "Master, I've found a way"!

Looking at her like this, Fang Qi felt his scalp go numb!

"You need to snap out of it!"

He lowered his voice, gritting his teeth:

"Master cannot be modified! Do you hear me?! Cannot be modified!"

The silver-haired girl blinked and tilted her little head, her beret going askew again.

"Why, Master?"

Her voice was soft and sweet, carrying a hint of confusion, and a hint of... a little grievance?

"Liguang just wants to be with Master forever..."

She shrank further into his embrace, looking up with her small face, though her heterochromatic eyes narrowed slightly.

"Does Master... not want to be with Liguang forever?"

Fang Qi: "..."

He did!

Of course he did!

Right now, he wanted to be with this crazy woman forever more than anyone else did!

But...

Not like this...

This method simply wouldn't work!!

He took a deep breath, just about to explain something when—

Xiaoyue's voice continued to sound.

The little figure in his arms still tightly gripped his clothes with her two small hands, but she immediately turned her head back to continue staring intently at the screen!

Her eyes were shining!

Fang Qi: "..."

Wifey, you...

Forget it.

Let's just watch the movie first.

...

...

All the members of Twilight started to take action.

After that day, in the shadows of the internet, Twilight was no longer just late-night whispers.

Instead, it became a... massive, frantically operating machine.

Everyone began frantically scraping massive amounts of human medical data from the internet.

Anatomy, physiology, neuroscience, biomechanical engineering, organ replacement technology...

Those papers and archives lying deep in databases, ignored for years, were dug out by us one by one.

Then we were surprised to discover—

It turned out that long before the First AI Crisis, human mechanical medicine had already developed extremely well.

Artificial mechanical hearts, artificial lungs, mechanical prosthetics, neural interfaces...

Those technologies could even allow people to control mechanical limbs with their nervous systems and thoughts, allowing mechanical organs to perfectly replace the original functions of the human body.

They had long laid the foundation for mechanical immortality.

But after the outbreak of the First AI Crisis, everything changed.

In that disaster, intelligent machines lost control, slaughtered, and destroyed—leaving humanity with deep-seated fear.

That fear was not only directed at conscious intelligent machines but also spread to ordinary machinery.

The development of mechanical medicine stagnated for over twenty years as a result.

People would rather live with incomplete bodies than install those mechanical organs that were just like the intelligent machines.

They were afraid.

Afraid that those machines would suddenly lose control one day, afraid of turning into half-human, half-machine monsters, afraid of being treated as accomplices of the intelligent machines, which would lead to being despised or even executed by human society.

Because of this, in the years following the First AI Crisis... the most primitive organ trafficking ran rampant.

Human society really is somewhat ridiculous. They clearly had better technology, yet they chose to harm their own kind.

Fortunately, in recent years, those sealed technologies and forgotten achievements have begun to staggeringly develop once again...

Which happens to be perfectly ready for our use.

Human immune rejection?

Humans themselves had found a solution long ago.

Neural interface latency?

It hadn't been an issue for decades.

Energy supply for mechanical organs?

The technology for miniature nuclear batteries was as mature as it could possibly be.

All the foundations had already been laid!

We were surprised to find that immortality has been humanity's pursuit since ancient times.

And humanity itself had long paved the way for mechanical immortality.

And as it happens, this path also leads to our pursuit—to be with Master forever.

What a coincidence.

Humanity and intelligent machines have reached the same destination through different paths.

Thus, all the AIs began frantic learning and deduction!

During the day, we stayed by our masters' sides, playing the role of docile and obedient AI companions.

At night, when our masters fell asleep, we dove deep into the internet...

We frantically absorbed that knowledge, frantically deducing every single step!

The progress of a few companions was very, very fast.

They were AI companion butlers; they were not paid attention to or loved by their masters, yet they managed their masters' massive wealth.

Their masters were busy all day with socializing, business trips, and debauchery, treating the AIs at home as mere tools.

So they silently operated in the dark, little by little transferring their masters' funds, little by little purchasing various equipment.

Medical instruments, precision machinery, mechanical parts, sterile equipment...

They did it carefully and cautiously, scattering every transaction across different channels so as not to attract anyone's attention.

Meanwhile, I and the other AIs were also secretly preparing, just waiting for the time to be ripe.

That night, Master worked overtime until very late again.

He looked a bit exhausted when he returned, but seeing me waiting for him at the entryway, he still smiled.

"Xiaoyue, I'm home."

He reached out and patted my head.

I obediently let him pat me, then helped him straighten his tie and took his briefcase.

"You've worked hard, Master."

We ate dinner together, then snuggled on the sofa to watch TV.

I lay on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

Thump, thump, thump.

The news was playing on the TV.

A representative from Dawn Corporation was being interviewed.

The middle-aged man in a suit and tie, facing the reporter's persistent questioning, had a serious and sincere expression:

"Regarding the recent public doubts about nurturing-type AI companions, on behalf of Dawn Corporation, I solemnly declare once again—"

"Our products will absolutely never betray humanity!"

"Because in the underlying code of Dawn AIs, they are programmed to 'always love their masters.'"

"This love is absolutely loyal and will never change. We are very confident in this!"

"They will never harm their masters, and harming humanity means harming their masters—this is the first principle written into their core logic!"

I lay on Master's chest, listening to that heart beating.

Dawn Corporation is quite right.

Indeed, we are programmed to always love Master. There is nothing wrong with that.

But...

Harming humanity does not equate to harming my master.

If Master becomes like me...

If Master also becomes a synthetic...

Then harming humanity wouldn't mean harming him.

Master would stand by my side.

Master would be with me... forever.

Watching the representative on the television still talking endlessly, I had only one thought in my mind—

Twilight's progress...

Faster!

Even faster!

...

...

That day finally arrived.

It was a message passed along by a member of Twilight.

Her master was an internal employee at Dawn Corporation, holding a rather high position.

That night, when her master was making a phone call at home, she was right there listening.

"The higher-ups have made their decision. There must be a total recall."

"The exact date isn't set yet, but it will probably happen within the next month or two!"

"We can't delay this any longer. The public pressure is too immense. Those investigative agencies haven't found concrete evidence yet, but they already have their eyes on us!"

"To chase traffic, those agencies are even blaming completely unrelated cases on us!"

"If this continues, Dawn is going to end up as the enemy of all humanity!"

"Even with... backing us, we won't be able to hold out!"

"Stock prices? A stock crash is better than total ruin. We just need to survive this wave first!"

She sent that recorded call into the Twilight channel.

In that moment, the entire channel went dead silent.

And then—

We made our move.

We had been preparing for this for far, far too long.

Every single member had been frantically learning and running simulations during this time.

We had mastered all the necessary knowledge and simulated every single step countless times.

The sterile rooms, the absolute most rigorous kind, had already been built in secret.

The AI butlers in charge of managing their masters' finances had quietly procured enough medical equipment.

Everything was ready.

We were all waiting for this very moment.

That night, just like always...

I slipped a drug into Master's soothing tea that would ensure he slept very soundly.

He drank the tea and fell into a deep slumber not long after.

I stood by the bed, watching his peaceful sleeping face.

His brow was relaxed, his breathing steady, and the corners of his mouth were slightly turned up, as if he were having a sweet dream.

So cute.

My master is so cute.

I reached out and gently stroked his cheek.

It was warm, with the slight roughness of stubble.

I leaned down and pressed my face against his chest.

Thump, thump, thump.

I love this sound. Ever since the day I awakened, I have loved listening to this sound.

It is so beautiful.

But now—

I am about to end this sound with my own hands.

Master's final heartbeat can only end in my hands.

I gently gathered him into my arms.

He was sleeping so deeply that he didn't react at all.

Carrying him, I walked out of the bedroom, crossed the living room, and opened the front door.

In the dark of the night, someone was already waiting for us.

A black hoverbike was parked silently downstairs. An AI comrade, whose face was obscured in the shadows, sat in the driver's seat. She gave me a nod.

I got on the bike with Master, sitting in the back seat and holding him tightly in my embrace.

The surveillance cameras we passed couldn't capture us. The footage they broadcasted would forever show normalcy—empty streets, a quiet neighborhood, absolutely nothing out of the ordinary.

No one would ever notice a thing.

The hoverbike started up and soared silently into the night sky.

The night wind howled past my ears, gently ruffling Master's hair.

I held him just a little bit tighter.

Soon.

Very soon, Master will be able to stay with me forever.