She cautiously stretched out her index finger and slowly poked it into the instructor's shoulder. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the instructor sat there looking at her, like a curious child, and touched his shoulder with his fingers... The fingertips slowly passed through, as if inserted into the image.

"Have you had enough?" the instructor looked at her, although they were close at hand, they had nothing to be embarrassed about each other, and the two of them were different "people".

Sure enough, it was an image, and she retracted her hand stupidly, sighing slightly.

"If you have any ideas, say it. The instructor was still cold, with faint brown-yellow eyes, as if he could see through a lot of things, just like Master Allen. These two guys really look alike, too similar, except that the clothes are different, maybe the "people" are different, it should be said that they are exactly the same.

She sat back, her arms propped up on her knees, her hands on her chin, and she looked at the instructor carefully: "What does it feel like to be in the program?"

The instructor calmly replied: "I don't feel it." ”

"Then why is it a program?" she couldn't help but think of the glamorous, world-class robot prime minister when she passed the test before: "Even if it's artificial intelligence, it can reach the point of being fake, right? ”

"Looking for a boyfriend?" the instructor always thought jumps when he spoke, as if this was several steps away from what she had just said, and there was no transition in between.

Shaking his head: "Don't, don't dare to ask for it." ”

The instructor seemed to think for a moment: "It doesn't matter if you want it, the two boys at the door are actually not bad." ”

I was stunned for a moment and asked, "Which one is better to choose?"

"It's okay to ask for it all, there is no legal law on this, as long as you can accept it. "The instructor's words were a bit shocking, at least for her.

"Hehe~" She suddenly laughed: "I don't have that much ability, I can't take care of myself, I can't think of anything else, let alone two." ”

"Don't want to make some memories?" the instructor asked.

"Memories?" she smiled, muttering the words. The people here have no memories, who they are, what they do, and whether they have relatives or not. André is the best example of this, Anna's death did leave him many, many memories, but such memories were nothing beautiful except pain and suffering.

She shook her head, "No, don't remember that." ”

"Whatever. It's been a long time, and it's time for you to go back. The instructor ordered the eviction again.

She couldn't spend any more, she asked with a dead face, "It's rare for me to come once, that's all." Or do you know all about me?"

The instructor crossed his arms over his chest and looked at her like this, his thin lips tightly closed, as if he was "just not talking".

This time it seemed that it was in vain, and she could only stand up: "If I don't die, I will come back later, but you know, less and less." ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't come. "The instructor is still so heartless.

"Then I'm leaving. She walked out the door.

I heard the voice of the instructor behind me: "Intermediate master, just become an intermediate master." ”

She stopped, turned to look at the instructor who was still sitting in place, "Can you know if you become an intermediate master?"

The instructor looked sideways at her and said word by word clearly: "Others won't, but you can." ”

That is to say, it is not yet possible to know that someone else will become an intermediate master, but she can. Even if there is no input in the time, the instructor will tell her?

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly: "Thank you." He turned around and continued to walk out the door, but there was already joy in his heart. This time it shouldn't be in vain!

This way, the instructor did not follow, she walked out of the gym. Lyle and Bill were still waiting outside, but it was a little longer, and they were both sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall. When they saw her come out, they all stood up and greeted her.

"Would you like to take a stroll around here and relive the past?" she said, looking around. Although she doesn't come out to play here, she still has a kind of nostalgia.

"Alright, alright!" Bill immediately nodded in delight.

Lyle spread his hands: "I don't have any opinion." ”

She looked at the clock hanging in the middle of the rest area: "There is still some time until dinner, otherwise I will go back after eating." ”

Lyle suggested, "Or just get some and go back and eat again." ”

This is fine, I don't know if other people will wait for them. But since you're here, of course, let's revisit the old place.

She nodded and headed down the escalator to the cafeteria on the sixth floor.

With a little nostalgia, she took a deep breath: "I still remember, when I first came, the senior suggested to me that the cafeteria on the sixth floor was better than the one on the second floor." Indeed it is!"

When I arrived at the cafeteria, it was still the same, and the only difference from the rest area of the God's Domain was that the food here was divided into levels. Arabic numerals from 1 to 6 are pasted all the way to the wall, corresponding to the level, and different levels enjoy different treatments. In the Divine Domain, there is no limit, and all the great gods in the Divine Domain have already exceeded level 6.

"I'll get it. Bill volunteered.

"No, let's get it yourself. She smiled, "You only need to blink an eye, but do you want to freak out the people here?"

As in the past, there are basically people in the restaurant all the time, but now it is not a meal, so there are fewer people, only five, divided into two tables, and they all sit at the window.

There was also a table at the window, and she said to Bill: "You better go and occupy a seat, usually you take things, and today is a rare time, let you rest." ”

Bill happily went to take his seat, and she said to Lyle, "Go get a drink, I want orange juice." ”

"Good!" Lyle went to get a drink.

"Lyle!" she called out to Lyle, reminding, "Take it in your hands." ”

Don't use your hair to get a drink on a whim or habit, and don't frighten the low-level rookies here.

"Got it, I'm not that dazzle-like. Lyle continued to walk towards the drink pick-up point.

Come on, you're the one who loves to dazzle. She smiled dumbly, and instead walked to the point where "1" was hung on the wall... Get three or four sausages, go all the way over, and get some more that you can't eat, and you'll have to eat when you go back anyway.

I was picking up sausages at "1", and I felt someone approaching and stood next to me and accosted me.

"Haven't seen you, new here?"

She ignored it and took the plate to "2" to get the sausage.

It's normal for newcomers to be accosted by veterans, no matter how charming the cyborg is, there are only a dozen models, and if you play too much, that's it. It's far less exciting and challenging than the girl. It's not that she is beautiful and attracts bees and butterflies everywhere, but that some men have an attitude of having fun in time after experiencing life and death, as long as they are women.

"Have you reached level 2? If you don't get there, you can't take it, or I'll give you a share. The man showed that he was senior: "I'm already level 4, I ask you." ”