Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From The Trash - Chap 18
061 came out of the “between” and went to 023’s office.
The light brain is still the same wave surge, with a plated luster, tiny streams of data flowing through it, occasionally colliding with a little spark.
023 sat in front of the light computer playing the Pac-Man game that 061 sent last time, and the room was filled with the chirping sound of little people eating beans.
His albino silver hair was cut short and curled.
061 said hello to him, “New haircut?”
023 looked at him with false eyes, “Why are you here at this time.”
061: “The Lord God is looking for me.”
023: “What did Brainflower ask you?”
The Lord God is indeed a giant brain-shaped creature, and unlike the shapely, imageless light-brain that 023 watches over, it has a solid, light-monstrous writhing, synaptic, neural, like the brain of an ancient giant cultivated in a laboratory.
…… certainly does resemble the favorite brain flower of hot pot lovers.
023 fiddled with the game console: “You’re afraid he’ll hear? My office is sixty rooms away from the ‘between the whiskers’. Besides, our initial data contains the privacy covenant and firewall covenant. Even the Lord God has no right to violate our privacy.”
061 said helplessly, “Of course you can say it in front of me. But since you mentioned the brain flower thing to 009 last time, he looks at the main god wrong every time we meet.”
023 rolled his eyes: “…… What did he call you to do?”
061 smiled faintly, “Good thing. The Lord God asked about my recent work and said that he wanted me to participate in an expansion program for a new type of service project.”
061: “The maximum number of missions performed was reduced to 120.”
After asking for the benefits, 023 just asked, “Content?”
061 shook his head, “I don’t know.”
“…… doesn’t know?”
“I haven’t signed up yet. The Lord God said he just forewarned me and would let me know when the plan was underway.”
“What about the general status of the experiment?”
“The Lord God states that it will not violate the space laws and the basic treaties that are already in place is all.”
“120 times, quite a generous deal.” 023 coughed, put down the game console, and as he stretched his body and moved his muscles, he asked, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, “How’s it going with Xiaochi Chi now?”
061 intuitively 023 this is a bit strange to ask, but probably in fear that he and the host are too close, and did not think deeper.
He objectively commented, “The relationship is pretty good, I guess.”
023 responded casually with disinterest, “Uh huh.”
061 smiled gently: “Hey, it’s obvious that you asked, why are you reacting so coldly.”
023: “I’m just asking off the top of my head. What do you want to hear me say?”
061: “Like asking what I came to see you for?”
023 lifted one eyebrow, “What did you come to see me for?”
061 says, “The entire Harry Potter collection. Please.”
A few minutes later, 061 checked the database, “Roger that, thanks.”
023 flattened his palms and said, “Where is my reward.”
061 digs in his pocket and throws a small packet of Xiaochi Chi baked cookies over.
023: “…… really fake? Do you take me for 009?”
061 said, “It came too soon this time, wait until next time to make up for it.”
023 grunted in dissatisfaction and kind of let him go.
When 061 walked out, 023 picked up the laminated cookie bag and the game console together and casually put them on the floor. With his legs crossed, he sat on the chair and lifted the thin tabletop with his hands, revealing the inner workings of this table.
Inside is a set of interlocking and dense communication lines, densely packed with thousands of intertwined and crisscrossed, blue light like a sea, reflecting the fine streams of data in 023’s eyes more and more clearly.
He nimbly picked out 70 or 80 communication lines that showed “online” status from inside and connected them to his cranium one by one.
Immediately, a chat channel flashed up in front of his eyes, the name of which was “me and 367 big idiots”.
: There’s good news, would you like to hear it.
:023, I remember saying many times for you to change your name.
: Every time I see this channel name I want to go to your office and beat you to death.
: I didn’t start it. Whoever started it, you go to whoever started it.
The channel was gagging, and in the blink of an eye, 023’s voice messages were topped out of sight.
After swiping a hundred or so messages, someone finally said something reliable.
: I just saw 061 go out of your room.
: So it’s something related to 061?
: Something to do with Xiaochi Chi?
: I think so. I just saw that 61 was just called by the main god.
: Inside information, he got a nice perk, a chance to get back early. — His mission cap count has been reduced to 120.
: really?!!! He can go back?!!! Great!!!
: It’s still a really good thing.
: Yeah, I thought it was just another 023 bluff that wouldn’t end up in the dog’s mouth.
: 1112, if you don’t want to play small movies in the future, you don’t have to say it in such a roundabout way.
: …… Dad!
: Dad, do you see the standard posture of my kneeling.
: Well, it’s okay.
: White hair, I remember you used to be the least supportive of 061 and Xiaochi Chi.
: That was before, it’s not the same now.
: Yes, yes, 200 missions and 120 can be the same. 061 came in twelve years, never take public holidays, only to be able to do more than half.
: I thought before that Xiaochi Chi wouldn’t wait for him and there was no need for him to continue with false hopes. It’s good to just forget about Xiaochi Chi.
: But if he’s successful in that program, after taking Xiaochi Chi, he’ll be able to go back to his old world line after another four or five years of busy work at most.
: But will Xiaochi Chi choose to go back to his old world line?
: The hosts I took all wanted to go back at first, but in the end none of them would go back to the original world, they all picked the one they liked best out of the ten mission worlds.
: What if he’s just like everyone else.
: Also, now that 061 doesn’t remember anything, even if he goes back to the original world, does he know who he’s going to find?
: We were under a non-disclosure agreement, so we couldn’t tell him about Xiaochi Chi, and even the slightest mention of the incident back then could have been completely blocked.
: Everyone was talking happily, why are you talking so much.
: Can someone please do the right thing and shut this pessimist up.
: I live next door to 131, I’ll go.
023, who was following the situation in the channel with a raised eyebrow, suddenly heard a knock on the door.
It was too late to force the line down, and 023 just hit it off with 061, wide-eyed.
He was messily plugged in with a head of light cords, 023 was thick-skinned and steady at heart, calm as ever: “What are you doing back?”
061 asked him, “Gossiping again.”
023 denied, “I’m not that boring.”
…… I’m not, I’m not, don’t you dare talk nonsense.
061 held the door frame and smiled openly: “Good, not boring. I deliberately abducted back to tell you, cookies if you do not want to eat, give everyone a share, do not waste.”
023 looked to the cookie bag and spared the words and responded, “Hmm.”
061 added: “Also, the Lord God has said that that plan is not considered a confidential project. But because the plan has not yet taken shape, need to internal testing, the quota is also temporarily set only one of me.”
023 raised his snow-white eyebrows, “What do you mean by that? Am I the kind of person who casually chews on people?”
061 Laughs: “…… Well ahem, of course you’re not. I’m just worried that with the exceptions, people’s hearts will get over it.”
023 coolly stated, “Don’t worry. Even if there is only one -slot left that can be separated from the main god, I’m afraid no one will grab it from you.”
…… who knows how long you’ve been waiting.
Even though you don’t know who you are waiting for now yourself, everyone helps you remember after so many years of friends.
061 gave a polite nod, “Thank you.”
023 waved his hand, signaling him to withdraw from the court without any business.
After 061 really left, 023 took a look at the channel and found that people were already discussing whether they could go to group around the rumored Xiaochi Chi.
023 huddled for a while longer before he closed the communication channel with interest, took the bags of cookies and went to distribute them one by one to the system employees at home.
With a snap, the door to room 1008 closed, leaving only the data inside the light brain raging and surging, casting a mixture of light and dark shadows on the empty desktop.
Gradually, a bulge protruded from the light brain.
The bulge slowly takes shape, at first like a not-so-smooth sarcoma, and eventually turns into a human face.
The human face has no mouth and no nose, only the eyes and ears are unusually well-defined.
The whole light brain and the room began to deform, emitting a thin sound of soxholes.
…… light brain, floor and wall surfaces, floating a thousand sarcomas, a thousand human faces, eyes and ears developed, silently watching and peering at everything that just happened in the room.
For a while, the clean and dust-free data staging area turned into a flesh-and-blood place full of ears and eyes.
If someone had entered the door at this time, they would have been startled.
Soon, 023 folds back into the room.
He casually pushed the hidden door, attached to the door behind the flesh tumor face also moved slowly along with the door.
But what caught 023’s eye was the unmistakably normal data station. The entire room returned to normal, and the light brain still emitted a warm barge of light, as if the strange sight just now was nothing more than a dream bubble.
And all the images, all the sounds, were transmitted to the main god “between the moments”, which is sixty rooms away.
The dark red giant’s brain wriggled beneath the towering dome, while a huge data board was embedded in the wall of the “between”.
In the past, this data board would show numerous red and blue data changes, which waxed and waned like a tidal wave.
But today, only one person’s message remained on the datapad.
“Host data information monitored for host 1198.”
“Host name Xiaochi Chi , gender male, age 26, height 181cm, weight 64kg.”
“Current data, good feeling value 46, remorse value 46, the former on a downward curve, the latter on an upward curve.”
The red bar for good feelings and the blue bar for regret are not very different from those shown on Xiaochi Chi’s personal data panel.
However, in addition to these two data, there was an additional black count bar on the data board of “In between”.
When this item was scanned, the androgynous AI mechanical voice steeply raised its volume –
“Alert, alert, host 1198 has been found to have an abnormal entropy value, with an abnormal entropy value that is well below the average data. Call attention to this.”
After a moment of silence, a command was issued from the fluctuating cortex: “Where is the peak point of entropy generation?”
The system goes through a series of measurements and presents a segment of the image on the data board.
–It was the first time Xiaochi Chi saw Baihua Yang. Xiaochi Chi, who was leaning against the car, was slightly stunned when he saw the visitor.
Just at the sight of that face, Xiaochi Chi’s entropy value fluctuated significantly.
But since then, Xiaochi Chi’s entropy bar has become a puddle of stagnant water, and Baihua Yang has not caused any fluctuations even when he dangles in front of his eyes.
After watching the image, the Lord God was silent.
After a long time, he issued a second order.
The command trailed off with a long, careless tone and a hint of unspeakable weirdness: “…… pay attention to the entropy change situation of this host. If the situation remains unchanged until the second world, increase the difficulty of World II as appropriate; if the unchanged situation continues, prepare to put 061 into the test program.”