Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 1607 - 75: Fireworks of Life

"Is this big sister's pet?" One of the children cautiously walked over.

"Yes, if you want to touch it, be gentle, or you could comb its hair, it would like that too."

"Okay~" Hearing that they could get closer, several children became happy again, and then walked over in small steps, gently touching the giant boar with their hands, which were smaller than pig's trotter.

For this brown-haired boar, such a touch wasn't even enough to scratch an itch. It just glanced over and then closed its eyes again, continuing to nap.

Although the boar didn't care, the kids seemed to have found a treasure. For them, this simple touch seemed to carry endless joy as they took turns with the small comb.

On the other side, Tilan, having finished her tasks, turned around. She walked across the grass in sandals, her steps light, and then swiftly tied back her long hair as she approached, looking spirited.

"Do you like the big boar? You can come to touch it tomorrow too."

"Really?"

"Yes, we'll be here for the next few days." The black-haired, violet-eyed girl smiled as she bent down, picked up a child, and placed them on the boar's back.

"Wow, it's so warm, and there's fur." The child was amazed by everything beneath them, the hardness and texture of the bristles felt like a brand-new continent.

Yes, things adults find ordinary can become a new and vast world in the eyes of children who have never experienced them before.

"Me, I want to play too." Seeing a child being placed on the boar's back, another girl with deep purple hair raised her hand enviously.

"Sure, no problem." The girl took her hand and also placed her on the boar's back.

And so, a group of children romped around until the teacher called for them, and they reluctantly left.

Later, Tilan and Mel packed up the ice cream machine they had brought and placed it back on the boar's back, preparing to return.

But at this moment, the teacher, who had been busy looking after the other children, walked over.

"Hello there." The young teacher wore a snow veil long dress,

"I am the teacher of those children, my name is He Xin." She first introduced herself and then inquired about the two's background.

"We came here following Lady Tilan and currently do some odd jobs to earn money," Mel introduced herself.

"Is that giant boar yours too?" The teacher, curious about the boar carrying goods beside them, asked.

"Yes, I'm a breeder, and I own quite a few extraordinary animals," Mel nodded in acknowledgment.

"I see. I've actually been wanting the kids to get to know real animals, but since this place is the Mechanical Council's world, it's hard to find wild animals around here, so I'd like to ask for your help." She thought of something.

"If that's your request, we can help," said the black-haired, violet-eyed girl as she walked over.

"We have all sorts, but of course, you'll have to buy our ice cream." She waggled her finger.

"Haha, that won't be a problem." The teacher nodded with a smile, knowing the ice cream wasn't very expensive, and considering there weren't many places to spend money in today's world, she thought the two were doing it out of interest.

The three of them continued to chat for a while before parting ways.

On the way back, Tilan and Mel talked.

"The children are really cute," Mel recalled the previous scene.

"Yes." Tilan's gaze was drawn to the fallen leaves on the street.

"Some of those children were not human," she suddenly mentioned a scene she had seen earlier.

"Ah, I didn't even notice." Mel was surprised.

"They aren't human children, but they are similar; they're immature mechanical life forms, part of an experiment to intentionally slow down the cognitive development of mechanical life outside of a lab for continual observation and summary."

"We don't know what life should ultimately look like, so we follow the trajectory of historical experience, trying again," Tilan recalled the plan's origin.

"Perhaps, according to the truths of the world, life isn't necessary, nor is it precious. We're merely sparks passing in an instant, without a designated place in the universe."

"Therefore, we can't find a foundational basis for the inevitable existence of life in truth or law. We can only continue along the path of our birth, striving to spark once again."

"When the spark gains consciousness, at the very moment it desires to continue, life begins to exist in this world."

"Although I can't point out the future path for mechanical life, the moment they choose to save themselves rather than let themselves collapse and destroy, their life truly begins."

"Because they wish to survive, whether to continue working, experiencing, or for more growth."

"At the very moment a line of code deems continuity more valuable than self-destruction, they are born into this world."