However, Mill did not expect that after forgetting the past decades, one day, not only the painful memory was awakened again, but also the person who awakened his memory was precisely under the command given by himself, the body and consciousness that were copied and created by himself, and he personally pressed the switch and transferred consciousness into the body, thus appearing artificial life out of thin air. It was precisely this artificial life that directly led to the arrival of a great disaster and led to the extinction of billions of goblins.

The forgotten memory in the sleeping period was awakened bit by bit, Mir looked at Eva, as if he had seen the past. In memory, watching a particle that was invisible to the naked eye replicate and grow in the liquid little by little, turning into a complete human form little by little, growing in the sleep little by little, every time he measured the body, he found that the test subject grew another millimeter and the cheers of all researchers seemed to be still stuck in his ears. In memory, the experimental subject was implanted with artificial consciousness for the first time, and when he opened his eyes for the first time, everyone held their breath and didn't even dare to blink their eyes.

Just like what happened yesterday. It was named Eva for the first time, it said the complete sentence for the first time, it was walking with both legs, and it was picking up objects with both hands. Too many, too many, first emerged from the depths of memory, and overlapped with the expressionless blonde girl in front of her. It was obvious that ten thousand years had passed, but the girl's face had never changed. Just like the day when she was separated, it made people feel that everything seemed to have happened yesterday. This sense of time made Mir feel like she was in a dream, unable to distinguish between memory and reality.

Mir sat dejectedly on the ground with a mummy-like body, holding his head with his shriveled and black hands, burying his face on his knees, and his whole body was trembling slightly. This goblin sage, who was once respected by billions of goblins, forgot most of the past after his recovery, perhaps because it was because at the last moment that he could not save the entire clan in advance, nor could he save the people around him. This subconscious memory made him make some mistakes in everything he did. Although he could do it well in the end, it would always attract sarcasm from his companions. Perhaps, this is the goblin-like self-punishment.

Although he could not see it with his head down, Mill could feel that it could almost be equivalent to the girl he created with his own hands. His bright eyes were staring at him, but he did not dare to look up and did not dare to look at those eyes again, eyes that were once as pure as a piece of white paper. Mill didn't know how to face Eva, and Mill really didn't know what attitude he should choose for this girl who was very similar to Sigren. It should have been a happy meeting after a long time of separation, but Mill obviously could not be happy at this time. If it weren't for the fact that the tears had dried up after death, he even had the urge to cry.

He knew that girls were innocent. Perhaps the appearance of girls was the direct cause of the extinction of goblins, but that was caused by their goblins themselves. From any angle, they could not shift the blame to the girl. However, the face of the girl and Sighn was too similar to him, so he could not control the hatred he had accumulated over the years. However, he also knew that not only did he not have the right to hate the girl in front of him, but the girl was qualified to hate himself and all goblins. The goblins created her as a test subject, and ordered her without any emotion, just like manipulating the central controller. In the end, everyone probably left her behind and left her alone in that overlapping space. Such treatment would probably be hated by anyone.

Therefore, he did not dare to look at Eva's eyes. He was afraid of seeing deep hatred in those eyes, but he was also afraid of the other party seeing entangled love and hatred in his own eyes. Yes, love and hatred come from the anger of Siegen's hatred, and love comes from the creator's feelings for his works. As one of the creators, Mill, like other creators, forced himself to treat her like a machine without adding any personal emotions, but in their hearts, this is their child, so how could it be without emotions?

"Deputy Speaker Mir." Ava's stereotyped and straight voice came into Mir's ears: "It took 4.87 million..."

"Ahem." Catherine seemed to have a dry cough accidentally, interrupting Eva's habitual call.

"We finally met again." Ava's voice paused and continued: "I'm sorry, I'm not in the research center now, and the attempt to connect to the network has not been achieved. I cannot report the specific data of the research center to you. Please forgive me."

The familiar way of reporting made Mill shake violently as if he was struck by lightning. He still couldn't help it. He slowly raised his head and looked at the expressionless girl looking straight at him, as if she was waiting for an order as before. Mill's shriveled mouth twitched, revealing a smile that was even worse than crying, and said hoarsely: "Stop the reporting task and enter the idle state. Thank you, Ava. Also, can you tell me if there are any goblins in the center after the catastrophe..."

"Sadly, there are no survivors, Deputy Speaker Mill." Eva said with a blank expression: "The last researcher, his vital signs completely disappeared in the fourth hour after the catastrophe."

"Sure enough, they are all dead." Although Mir was mentally prepared, he still felt sad when he heard this answer and murmured: "The fear of death and pursuit of immortality was ultimately destroyed by this process. This is also the greatest irony of the goblins' history for more than 7,000 years. Huh, I understand, thank you, and I'm sorry, Ava."

The artificial girl didn't say anything, just blinked, waiting for what Mir wanted to say.

"Because of our greed, selfishness and arrogance, you have carried too many things you shouldn't have carried. I believe that in the last few hours, you have also suffered too many blame and hatred that you shouldn't bear." Mill sighed and said bitterly: "And, you were just born, and when you needed us the most, we abandoned yourself wherever you were alone. Now, although the goblin has perished and I have become the dead, and I am not the same me as the past, I will still say sorry to you for the last time in the name of the Goblin Sage and Deputy Speaker, I hope you can forgive our mistakes and hope you can no longer hate us."

"I'm sorry, I can't agree to this request." Eva's words made Mir desperate, but she did not stop, but continued: "There is no hatred in the repository, so you no longer hate your request that cannot be implemented."

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Chapter completed!