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4 | 3 | 3 | 504 | AniZhuanchangEnd | 0.7 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
5 | 4 | 4 | 301 | DialogEnable | Upon the tallest tower on the Nighter, a Construct in a mask is half-kneeling on the floor, her head lowered, waiting quietly for her actual mistress. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
6 | 5 | 5 | 301 | Soon, the Construct hears her mistress' familiar footsteps, and an imposing woman steps forward from the dark hall. The Construct lowers her head further. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
7 | 6 | 6 | 201 | 1 | 500150 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
8 | 7 | 7 | 301 | 1 | ??? | Rise, Yazi. | 1 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
9 | 8 | 8 | 301 | Hearing that, Yazi slowly looks up and stands, retreating behind the woman. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
10 | 9 | 9 | 203 | 1 | 0.25 | 450 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
11 | 10 | 10 | 201 | 2 | 500143 | -450 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
12 | 12 | 12 | 301 | Qu | That's not necessary... I'm not my pompous sister. I have no desire to waste my breath on them. | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
13 | 14 | 14 | 301 | Yazi | I understand. This is the only way this ship sails on the right course, as Huaxu told us. | 2 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
14 | 15 | 15 | 301 | Qu | Yazi... would you think I'm doing something foolish? | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
15 | 17 | 17 | 301 | Yazi | I think... there's no one better for this role than you. | 2 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
16 | 19 | 19 | 204 | 1 | 1 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
17 | 20 | 20 | 301 | Qu | In the end, all I can do is steal her name and her role. Perhaps that's only fitting—a false monarch for a false prosperous time. | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
18 | 21 | 21 | 301 | Yazi lowers her head, unsure how to respond. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
19 | 22 | 22 | 204 | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
20 | 23 | 23 | 301 | Qu | Yazi, turn on the video system. This will be my first time on the stage in this role and perhaps my last. Here begins the endless night. | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
21 | 24 | 24 | 202 | 1 | 2 | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
22 | 25 | 25 | 401 | 2 | 613 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
23 | 26 | 26 | 501 | 300 | Assets/Product/Effect/Prefab/FxUi/FxUiStoryNew/FxUiNoiseNew.prefab | 3 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
24 | 27 | 27 | 101 | Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/BgStory0.png | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
25 | 28 | 28 | 505 | Assets/Product/Effect/Prefab/FxUi/FxUiStoryNew/FxUiNoiseNew.prefab | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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27 | 30 | 30 | 301 | The Laws of the Nighter: | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
28 | 33 | 33 | 301 | 3. The Nighter is to sail on the ocean until the calamity is over. Everyone who leaves or boards the Nighter without permission will be sentenced to death. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
29 | 34 | 34 | 301 | 4. Those who are chosen to be the Children of Kowloong after becoming a Construct will gain the right to stay on the Nighter forever and bear witness to our glorious future when we return to Kowloong. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
30 | 35 | 35 | 301 | AniZhuanchangBegin | 5. All freedoms save the restrictions in the aforementioned laws are granted in the name of Kowloong. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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32 | 37 | 37 | 101 | Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory167.jpg | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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34 | 39 | 39 | 401 | 1 | 207 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
35 | 40 | 40 | 301 | AniZhuanchangEnd | Inside a quiet room, several holographic projections slowly overlap, forming an almost-humanoid figure. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
36 | 41 | 41 | 201 | 1 | 500160 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
37 | 42 | 42 | 301 | 1 | ??? | Respond accepted. Password authorized. Loading preset—general interaction interface— | 1 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
38 | 43 | 43 | 301 | Huaxu | The administrator logged in. Welcome, Master Villier. | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
39 | 44 | 44 | 301 | Hearing Huaxu's usual greetings, the Construct Villier reveals a rare, gentle smile. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
40 | 45 | 45 | 201 | 1 | 500150 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
41 | 47 | 47 | 301 | Huaxu's figure flickers as if thinking about something. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
42 | 48 | 48 | 201 | 1 | 500160 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
43 | 49 | 49 | 301 | 1 | Huaxu | The passengers' survival rate is, in fact, increasing compared to the simulations done every half an hour after your initial announcement. I want to understand why you did it, Master Villier. | 1 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
44 | 50 | 50 | 301 | Villier turns on the surveillance system, monitoring the different corners of the Nighter lives. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
45 | 51 | 51 | 201 | 1 | 500150 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
46 | 52 | 52 | 301 | 1 | Villier | Huaxu, you still don't fully understand humans... You have to understand them to manipulate them well. | 1 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
47 | 53 | 53 | 301 | Villier | Apart from a few, most people who boarded the Nighter were the working class who struggled under Qu's rules. These seemingly authoritative but extremely pliable rules are in fact an opportunity. | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
48 | 55 | 55 | 201 | 1 | 500160 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
49 | 56 | 56 | 301 | Huaxu | My body... | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
50 | 57 | 57 | 301 | Villier tries to caress Huaxu's face. Even though he knows the figure before him is just a hologram, he is still disappointed that his touch meets only air. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
51 | 58 | 58 | 201 | 1 | 500150 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
52 | 59 | 59 | 301 | Villier | I once thought not to rely on humans as well... I thought I could build you a perfect body with my own hands. | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
53 | 60 | 60 | 301 | Villier | That was the most flawless mechanoid I'd ever built—or so I thought. Even when I tailored it for you, its logic system still failed to adapt to your consciousness, a mind that uses the same architecture of Gestalt. | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
54 | 61 | 61 | 301 | Villier | But it made me realize that only a Construct's M.I.N.D. is ideal for you. | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
55 | 62 | 62 | 301 | Huaxu's form flickers again. Emotions and self-awareness take root in Huaxu's constant calculations and reflections. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
56 | 63 | 63 | 201 | 1 | 500160 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
57 | 64 | 64 | 301 | Huaxu | What happened to that failed mechanoid? | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
58 | 65 | 65 | 301 | Villier looks a little surprised to find Huaxu curious about a mechanoid. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
59 | 66 | 66 | 201 | 1 | 500150 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
60 | 67 | 67 | 301 | Villier | It accidentally generated excess human sentiments... even produced its own thoughts during its development. It was a defective product that lost its value. The Nighter has no use for defective products. | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
61 | 68 | 68 | 301 | Villier recalls how the mechanoid stared at him with the gaze of a human. Even when Villier was the one who granted it a mind, it still turned out like the humans he despised the most. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
62 | 69 | 69 | 301 | Villier | It was left behind in Kowloong, so I assume it has long been infected by the Punishing Virus and turned into a Corrupted, probably destroyed in a fight with humans. | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
63 | 70 | 70 | 201 | 1 | 500160 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
64 | 72 | 72 | 301 | Villier walks toward the hologram, looking into Huaxu's eyes, his gaze conveying boundless affection. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
65 | 73 | 73 | 201 | 1 | 500150 | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
66 | 74 | 74 | 301 | Villier | Your existence itself is your value... You are the only perfect existence in this world. Nothing matters except you. This planet and this ship are just a cradle, existing only for your perfection. | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
67 | 75 | 75 | 301 | Huaxu flickers again, the light flashing on Villier's passionate face. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
68 | 76 | 76 | 204 | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
69 | 77 | 77 | 301 | Villier | That's it for today... I'll be working on your system expansion next in preparation for your eventual frame. | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
70 | 79 | 79 | 301 | Villier | Then, you might be able to witness more closely... how despicable humanity is. | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
71 | 80 | 80 | 301 | 1 | AniZhuanchangBegin | Villier takes one last look at Huaxu's flickering hologram before turning away and heading into the laboratory in the dark. |