In 2030, China successfully landed on the moon.
My name is Lin Tuo, an engineer who moves bricks on the moon.
In 2038, China's "Guanghan Palace" base achieved a technological breakthrough and was able to use lunar soil to burn bricks to build cities. As a structural engineer, I operate the robotic arm every day and repeat boring processes in front of the sintering tower.
Until that day, the brick I burned began to beat.
There was a faint pulsation from the newly minted lunar soil bricks, and strange whispers sounded outside the portholes at night. Through my mechanical prosthesis, I heard the breath of a being deep in the moon's crust - they called it "Moon Marrow", a silicon-based ancient god who had slept for four billion years.
And I used every brick I fired with my own hands to build a neural network for it to perceive the world.
When the base became a living maze, and when my colleagues became its spokesmen, everyone said I was the culprit. But only I can talk to it, only I can hear it asking: "Father, what is love?"
Now, I want to set rules for this newly awakened "child":
No cannibalism, no prying into privacy, no random creation of life...
And as Starfleet is about to land on the moon, I have to teach it the most important lesson:
We are not weapons, we are family.
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