The sun-facing flower stamens sway in the wind, emitting a faint, elegant fragrance.
Like the light, floating glow of the sunset.
Touched by the girl’s fingertips, they shimmer with a blue-purple hue.
A faint sound emerges, as insects hidden deep within the sea of flowers are startled and fly up, brushing past the girl’s cheeks.
“Blue-purple flowers…”
“Are they violets? Or irises?”
Xu Xi takes a few steps forward.
Walking side by side with the mechanical servant.
Under his gaze, the petals overlap in an orderly manner, casting clear textures under the sunlight, forming a blend of light and shadow.
The air is damp, carrying the scent of soil and grass, not particularly pleasant but comforting.
“Ailei, do you like these flowers?” Xu Xi asks.
“I do.”
Ailei calmly explains why she likes these flowers.
Unlike Xu Xi’s lack of understanding.
As an intelligent machine, Ailei immediately finds relevant records in her database upon seeing the flowers.
In the era of the old Federation, these flowers were known as “the tail of a meteor,” resembling a fleeting comet in the sky, with their delicate petals referred to as the tears of stars.
However.
What Ailei truly cares about is not this.
The only thing she focuses on and likes is the language of the meteor flower.
“Loyalty, freedom, and eternal love.”
The girl forged from machinery murmurs.
Her cold eyes reveal a silver-blue light, the natural color of metal, and also the mechanical servant’s longing for a heart.
Her face is exquisite, dotted with a bit of white light.
Emotions almost break through her calm features.
Transforming into a fervent surge.
“I see…” Hearing Ailei’s response and looking at her cold face, Xu Xi is momentarily stunned, then smiles.
“These flower meanings really suit you, Ailei.”
The complexity of human emotions is intricate.
It’s not a game.
Not a score.
Not something that can be understood through one or two events.
But the mechanical servant’s fondness for the flower meanings genuinely makes Xu Xi feel that Ailei is more like a human.
“Master, for you,” Ailei crouches down, picks the blue-purple meteor flower, and calmly hands it to Xu Xi.
Under the brilliant sunlight, her smooth long hair shines with a golden hue.
Slightly shaking Xu Xi’s startled face.
“Alright, thank you,” Xu Xi regains his composure, expressing his gratitude with a smile, but instead of taking the flower, he adorns it on the girl’s head.
“Compared to me, this flower suits you better, Ailei.”
“Hmm, just as I thought, it looks beautiful together.”
Xu Xi steps back a few steps.
Admiring his handiwork.
The breath of life adorns the cold metal, merging into a splendid beauty.
Not bad, not bad at all.
Xu Xi is satisfied, his face showing an appreciative expression.
Afterwards, considering that the starship research is nearing completion, Xu Xi ends this flower sea journey.
He turns and walks back, the loyal mechanical servant closely following, but in Xu Xi’s blind spot, Ailei silently pulls out a small booklet.
“Thirty-Six Stratagems for Love.”
Her slender fingers flip through the pages.
On the page about giving flowers, she silently draws a cross.
“Failed… but… happy,” Ailei’s expression is blank and puzzled, she gazes at Xu Xi’s back, tilting her head in confusion.
Not quite as expected.
Is this what the master often says, not to blindly trust data and information?
Hmm—
Next time, try something else.
The mechanical servant frowns, feeling that human hearts are indeed hard to guess.
…………
[Regarding this flower sea journey, you are satisfied, and Ailei is also satisfied]
[You are satisfied with Ailei’s growth, sincerely marveling that the former 9090 household intelligent machine has transformed into a true life form]
[Except for the lack of flesh and blood]
[Nowadays, Ailei even appears more emotional than some humans]
[While marveling, you adorn Ailei with the meteor flower, the flower itself is not important, what matters is the person wearing it]
[Returning to the base, Ailei becomes busy]
[You curiously observe, finding that the mechanical servant is searching for a way to preserve the flowers, not making specimens, but preserving them permanently, fixing their still brilliant form]
[The loyal mechanical servant succeeds, but also fails]
[She can fix the form of the flowers, but cannot retain their essence, the fragrance of life, an intangible thing lost with time]
[You comfort Ailei, suggesting that planting can complete the flower’s cycle, there’s no need to cling to the original flower]
[The mechanical servant gazes at you, for a long, long time]
…………
[Simulation Year Fifteen, you are 34, Ailei has been with you for 13 years]
[Your starship research is completely finished]
[The machine soul is explosively joyful, mechanical force super resonates, the engine roars with your will, energy surges with your command]
[You are the master of the starship, and also the creator of intelligent machines]
[From now on, you can finally look towards the stars, taking the first step towards the brilliant starry sky]
[You are thrilled, but not overwhelmed by joy]
[Using Ailei as a medium, you control all engineering intelligent machines, mining planetary resources and storing interstellar supplies as efficiently as possible]
[You deeply understand the vastness of the universe, and the many risks it entails, thus, you must prepare everything in advance]
“Hopefully, the time ahead won’t be too boring.”
“Space travel is destined to be lonely, even more so than the wasteland before.”
“During the wasteland period, although there were fears, considering the various impacts of rebellious intelligent machines, at least there were things to do.”
“The scale of the universe is too vast, just traveling could take decades or even centuries.”
“Thinking about it…”
“It’s a bit disheartening.”
South, Sixth Satellite City.
34-year-old Xu Xi, with the help of gene therapy, still looks as young as ever, unchanged.
He basks in the sun, a look of helplessness on his face.
All along.
Interstellar travel has been a clichéd topic.
The vastness of the universe, the enormity of celestial bodies, destined civilizations with slow speeds to never escape the vicinity of their home planet.
Fortunately, Xu Xi has a cheat.
With the joy of the machine soul and mechanical resonance, along with Ailei’s help, the speed of technological development far surpasses ordinary civilizations, with the potential to go even further.
“Master, please drink some water.”
A familiar voice interrupts Xu Xi’s thoughts.
“Thank you, Ailei.”
Xu Xi habitually takes the water cup.
Taking a sip, he finds the taste quite good.
“Ailei, did you add something to the water?”
“Yes, I added some herbs, beneficial for your health.”
“I see, you’ve worked hard.”
The sunlight creates rippling light spots through the leaves, Xu Xi drinks the carefully prepared beverage by the girl, feeling a sense of admiration.
His mechanical servant is truly capable.
“Ailei, how is the starship manufacturing going?” Xu Xi asks.
“Everything is going smoothly, master, whether it’s the main battle fleet or the ecological starship you reside in, all are undergoing modifications and production, soon to be completed.”
The mechanical servant, dressed in a maid outfit, elegantly responds.