"Speaking of which, this is my first time taking a private airship."

Russell sat in front of the spacious table, resting his chin on his hand: "I didn't expect you could order food here. Opposite him was Delphinium, who was having lunch.

Two plates of soft-boiled omelettes sprinkled with pepper and coarse salt, two portions of synthetic snowflake steak, and one portion of fusilli with bacon, onions, garlic and tomato sauce.

When Delphinium heard this, she raised her head in confusion and ate a piece of juicy and tender beef: "Didn't you sit there when you came back from Tongshen Island?"

"It was in the morning, and I came here after breakfast. And I went to the emperor's show, right?" Russell looked at Delphinium's cut steak eagerly, put his head on the table, and rested it on his hands to reveal

With a pitiful expression: "Sister, are you really not going to give me some? Just one piece is fine."

"Then you meow." ".Meow." "You're so good~"

The delphinium happily picked up a piece of steaming meat and fed it to Russell. "How is it?"

"Hmm, surprisingly good"

Russell chewed on the perfectly fried synthetic steak and found that its toughness, softness, aroma, gravy and seasoning were all perfect.

He can be sure that even the highest-grade "original meat" will never taste better than it. Compared with the kind of synthetic meat that imitates the taste in order to reduce costs, it is closer to the kind of "molecular cuisine" in order to transcend

The ultimate natural taste, but only through the use of technological means.

He had originally reserved his stomach, intending to starve and have a big meal when he arrived at Sogo Island. But smelling the aroma of the food in front of him, Russell couldn't help it for a while.

Seeing Russell eating so deliciously, Delphinium also chuckled and inserted another piece of meat. Before Russell could completely swallow the previous piece, another piece of meat was inserted into Russell's mouth.

"Don't be in a hurry, eat slowly."

She was a little helpless: "Who do you think I ordered two portions for? You ate so much in the morning, you will definitely be hungry."

"I originally wanted to eat more deliciously on Sogo Island." Russell was also a little aggrieved.

Delphinium made a serious face: "No. Hungry and full after one meal, it will hurt the stomach. If you want to eat more, I will stay here with you for a few more days. You can eat a few more meals, but you are not allowed to eat.

support."

Russell originally wanted to be tough and say something like, "If your stomach is damaged after eating, you can just change it."

But he thought about it and didn't talk back. After all, Delphinium was right. But Russell's ears twitched down softly.

Seeing this, Delphinium couldn't help laughing.

She stretched out her hand and rubbed Russell's ears vigorously until the cat ears that were lying down were rubbed until they stood up, suddenly trembled in the palm of her hand and jumped out, and then she reluctantly let go of the soft ears.

"Let's not talk about that anymore."

Delphinium followed Russell's previous example, supporting her chin with her left hand, and her dexterous right hand rotated the stainless steel fork as lightly as a pen, letting it hover between her five fingers.

She simply stopped eating and focused on feeding Russell.

Every time before Russell finished eating, another piece of meat was brought in.

"Just eat yours. If you don't eat it, it will get cold. I'd better do it myself."

After being fed more than half of the steak by the delphinium, Russell immediately couldn't help but reach out to reject the delphinium. Because the delphinium's visible flesh was growing faster and faster, Russell's cheeks could hardly hold it down.

…

While pouring iced Coke into his mouth, he picked up a pair of chopsticks from the side of the table and brought one of the plates of fried eggs in front of Delphinium to himself.

"By the way, this is my first time on an airship."

Delphinium was not in a hurry to eat, she just twirled the fork quickly. The stainless steel fork spun in her hands like a silver moon disk, which made Russell, who was sitting opposite her, feel a little scared.

"You mean private airship?"

"No, it's just an airship. I've never been on an ordinary airship. Do they sell food on it?" "Yes, but not much."

Not only is it expensive, but it also tastes bad. Even first-class food is not good.

"It's not that the food is not fresh enough, it's because the most expensive thing is the labor cost, or in other words, "people who can be absolutely trusted and absolutely loyal to their work." If you bribe the cook and poison the airship, you want to rescue him.

They can't be rescued. So the food on the airship is cooked by machines and then delivered to each room."

Russell shook his head: "After all, an airship cannot fly very far. The longest distance is only five or six hours. Unless you are extremely hungry, eating an hour or two late is not a problem."

"Only in this kind of private airship can a chef of this level be kept, and the highest-level ingredients will be stocked regardless of waste. Because this is actually a chef raised by the directors themselves."

This kind of private airship, which is not usually used, can only be dispatched with the permission of the board of directors. It is generally not used to transport elf directors, but to transport ordinary "elves" - those who cannot be reborn through the mother tree.

, the highest level talent in the world.

Their brains are the treasures left behind by this dying world. Their bodies, which are close to immortality, are just display racks used to store these minds. The elves' transformation ritual is just to prevent them from getting sick for a long time.

Or go crazy.

They value the living specimens they "collected" more than the directors' own lives.

This is like a game—the character you control can die, and the battle can fail, because everything can be repeated countless times. But the equipment and accessories collected must not be dropped or shattered. Because that is their hard work.

.

From this perspective, Russell and Delphinium can already be called "elf reserves". Although they do not have any decent power, their status is much higher than that of human directors.

At least it has been upgraded from a "tool" to a "pet". It will cause the owner to feel pain when it dies.

Yes, tools-

For these name-bearing elves who survived from the previous generation, humans cannot be regarded as their kin, but can only be regarded as a tool. Only a few people are confused and regard humans as beings on the same level as themselves.

.

Modern humans were all created by the "healer" of Ampoule Biomedicine. Although embryos carried by old humans were used in this manufacturing process, they became

The "new human beings" with the mark of beasts. Later, precisely because there were people among the eighty-four "last heirs of civilization" who sympathized with their existence, and relying on the dragon who also recognized them as "human beings", the new generation

Only human beings can obtain the human rights of freedom.

…

—All these evolutions are exactly the same as those of the synthetic humans born in this era.

The perspective of the name-bearing elves of the past regarding the new humans is no different from the attitude of today's humans towards synthetic humans.

It is precisely because of this that Russell feels sad for those on Tongshen Island. The more they emphasize that synthetic humans are just machines and tools, the more they emphasize that synthetic humans can only be vassals and slaves of human beings, the more they demand from the head office

Legislation that restricts the thinking ability of synthetics and limits the scope of their work will only make directors laugh sarcastically.

After learning the secret of "spiritual relatives", Russell immediately understood why Theosophy Heavy Industry did not restrain or guide the public opinion of synthetic people at all -

Those humans who are talking enthusiastically on the Internet are actually choosing their own attitude towards themselves for the elven directors.

And this is one of the reasons why Russell packed up all the synthetics and took them to the island of happiness where he could control public opinion -

You know, when Russell announced that he wanted to transport all the synthesizers, the board of directors of Shenzhen Heavy Industries had no reaction. They neither agreed nor objected, but helped Russell arrange a private airship that would only be allocated to transport important talents.

At that time, Russell was already vaguely aware of their true attitude.

Delphinium saw Russell eating so deliciously, but she didn't touch her fork much.

Instead, he put his arms on the window and looked at the big house under the sunlight outside the window.

The sea is like the clearest aquamarine.

".So, the sea is so beautiful?" Delphinium was a little lost for a moment.

Upon hearing this, Russell also cast his gaze over.

He also looked at the empty sea, as well as the scattered islands in the distance, and the flag belonging to the "Hudson Marine Mining Company" erected high above it, and sighed lazily: "If there was no Gray Dome, it would still be there.

More beautiful.

"The sea at that time will be brighter and brighter, instead of this darker color. It will be shining with sparkling waves under the dazzling sun. It will be like countless silver mirrors surging and broken, and its most distant

The other end - right there. It will blend with the dark blue or sky blue sky, and it is not easy to see the boundary at a glance. The sun is scorching when it shines on you, so dazzling that you can't look at it directly with your eyes.

"

"That sounds wonderful."

Delphinium murmured softly: "It's a pity that I can't see it. It's a beauty that only belongs to the past and is out of print."

Russell also put down his fork and sighed: "You'll see."

The sea outside the window did not shine with dazzling light even under today's exceptionally bright sunlight. But at this moment, the delphinium suddenly turned around.

Her blue pupils were like the sky that towered over the sun: "Didn't you say that the sky should be ultramarine?"

"In ancient times, ultramarine blue was a noble color. It was once more valuable than gold."

Russell whispered: "A painter named Raphael mixed it with 'white', and he would get a brilliant and pure sky blue. Another painter named Vincent used it to paint the night sky."

"Although it is industrially synthesized ultramarine, it is no longer noble, but it is still beautiful. He used it to depict the most beautiful starry sky, and mortals will dream as long as they see it. It is burning life and an illusion.

Such a fate.”

…

"It's a pity that I can't see that painting either." Delphinium lamented softly.

"You really won't see it. Because in that painting there are bright stars and moon, deep blue sky, naturally growing cypress trees, and peaceful villages under the night. That is a beauty that will no longer appear in this era.

When Russell said this, he suddenly realized why he seemed to feel resonance when he heard the word "ultramarine", and why he subconsciously thought that the sky should be ultramarine.
To be continued...