After selling something, the money in Song Shuyun's hand was almost enough.

Things in the game also come to the aftermath.

The Wood Spirit and the Divine Tree have been hiding since they were resurrected, and Song Shuyun asked Nightmare to take care of them, and they were still safe until the player level was not raised.

The task on them is unique, once someone takes the task to kill them, Song Shuyun will not wait for the game to be resurrected like now, but needs real money of 100,000 luck to resurrect one.

Nightmares' care for them became a top priority.

Of course, if the player's level hasn't reached one hundred and fifteen by the time she completes her mission, that's a different story.

After retreating from the game, Song Shuyun no longer squatted quietly at home, but began to go out for a walk.

Rahman seems to have been in trouble at work lately, going out early and returning late all day, and not paying as much attention to her as before.

Because of this, she obviously didn't get sick again, but no one mentioned the matter of letting her go to school.

However, the new semester is about to start, and it is estimated that she will not be able to live this kind of leisure for too long.

Fortunately, the things in the game are taken care of.

In the days that followed, Song Shuyun often went out to wander around, taking the things she needed home while strolling around, and slowly assembling them.

Now that artificial intelligence is everywhere, as long as Humere hides it well, no one will find out that it has awakened its self-awareness.

Song Shuyun is unlikely to understand how far artificial intelligence will develop after awakening its self-awareness.

There were some things that were too specialized for her to comprehend, or some of the Lamp Keepers could know, or only the Lord God could understand.

She polished the body prepared for Humil little by little, and sometimes went to the game to see Humeer's current situation.

Afraid that the other party would encounter an accident, the wood spirit and the divine tree were actually still quietly guarding it, and the nightmare was also introduced to Humil by Song Shuyun, and followed the other party openly.

However, Humil is not interested in nightmares, and it seems that one friend of Song Shuyun among the players is enough.

It's also possible that it doesn't want to make friends anytime soon.

Time passed little by little, and the pain of parting manifested day by day.

There is no 'Christit' hiding and sleeping behind those flowers, and there is no kind and kind 'Big Gray' around them.

Every time Humeel discovers something interesting and wants to share it with others, he always feels the real sadness that parting brings to him again and again.

Suddenly, it seemed like it couldn't find the joy to share, and every time it looked back, it could only see the nightmare there collecting this, digging that, or chatting with others.

In the past, it was forced to talk to people, but after going through this, it seemed to be enlightened.

All of a sudden, I don't want to cause trouble to others.

Humere grieved for many, many days, and felt as if the forest was empty, and everything that had been small had become so big and endless, and it had only one soul, but its heart was becoming more and more empty.

The time it spent communicating with Song Shuyun was one of the few happy times it had, and it would talk to Song Shuyun about the wood spirit and the sacred tree, about where it had gone, and that they had not lost their memory yet.

Later, it would be said that Christit did not lie to it, and sure enough, it was its longest leg.

After Song Shuyun heard it, she would leave and continue to do her own thing.

This one is getting more and more lonely, one is busy, and soon half a month has passed.

Laman's affairs were finally over, but when Song Shuyun was still a lot off work, they sat at the same dinner table and talked about reading.

"Giorgina, you're about to start school recently!"

Raman spoke in a firm tone, and the meaning was self-evident.

After she was busy for a while, she had two days off, hoping to take advantage of these two days to deal with her daughter's study.

"Hmmm! Right! ”

Song Shuyun replied casually, and Avis squinted at her from the side.

Everyone knows how rebellious Qiao Zina was before, but now Song Shuyun has nothing at all, only slowly indifferent.

Rahman looked very tired, looked at his emaciated daughter, and could no longer find a trace of what she had been before, and could not say what she felt in her heart.

"I have a vacation in the past two days, I want to go to school with you to deal with your school's affairs, you may not be able to study in the previous class anymore!"

Song Shuyun was very calm, she didn't care what she read, but when she thought of the client, she still nodded obediently.

Many jobs here have been replaced by artificial intelligence, and humans have less and less work to do.

Moreover, the average life expectancy of human beings has been able to live to more than 200 years, and the retirement age has reached 150 years old.

In this environment, the client has not been able to study well, and the future is very worrying, and he can only rely on subsistence to survive.

Song Shuyun borrowed the other party's body, so she naturally wanted to leave something for the other party.

It's also good to accumulate a little more knowledge.

Seeing her nodding so easily, Raman was also relieved, the two children in the family were not worried, and now that her daughter is sick, she seems to be a lot more sensible!

Two days later, Song Shuyun followed Rahman to school, went through a bunch of formalities, reassigned classes, and then started a new campus life.

On the day she returned to school, the students in the previous class had come to watch, and when they saw her and the two of them before, they didn't say anything they wanted to mock.

It's not that I pity her, but there is really no sense of familiarity, and there is no ironic happiness.

Song Shuyun didn't care, fortunately these people didn't do anything excessive, otherwise she might have to put sacks on her side at night.

It would be exciting to think that a class of students would be beaten up en masse.

Outside of school, she continues to be busy with her own business.

Because she was much more well-behaved in school this time, she also showed Raman part of what she was doing calmly and generously in the name of learning experiments.

Of course, the part shown to Raman was all cheap and tattered assembly, and the purpose was only to clear the way, not to attract the attention of others.

More than two months have passed, and Song Shuyun ushered in the first exam since coming to this school.

Her results have taken a huge leap, directly from the bottom, to the top in one go.

Not only that, but she also learned a lot in the later courses, because the background is different, the things to learn are also different, and she also squeezed a lot of game time for this, and even almost affected what she was doing.

Fortunately, on the third day after her exam, she finally finished her work and made a small robot about the size of a trash can.

The robot is just a plain metal color, round like an egg.

There is a display screen on his head, what will be displayed on it, Song Shuyun doesn't know, its 'hands and feet' can be stretched.

It uses the same process as the artificial retardation at home.

Seeing the finished product, Song Shuyun's heart finally let go of half of it.

The remaining half depends on whether the hardware equipment can fully accommodate Humeer!

"Don't worry! I've calculated it all and there is absolutely no problem. ”

The streamer's tone was firm, and he almost patted his chest and assured her.

But this comfort has no effect, and until the dust settles, everything is fart.

Song Shuyun checked the situation at home and made sure that no one would come back in a short time, so she logged back into the game.

During this time, the Nightmare Wood Spirit and the Sacred Tree had been doing everything possible to prevent Humeel from seeing any people or creatures.

Let it have that loneliness stacked up to the point of no more.

Recently, she has even begun to take the initiative to ask Song Shuyun when she will take it to the place where she lives.

However, when it came to the end, I still had a different feeling.

Even though it has walked through this forest countless times, when it really wants to leave, its heart is still full of sadness.

No one can understand this sadness, as if the world was left alone overnight.

Song Shuyun and Nightmare persuaded it for a while before it looked at the surrounding scenery with reluctance.

After that, it descended into darkness.

The rest is a streamer thing.

Song Shuyun quit the game and connected the small artificial intelligence robot to her light screen, she wore smart glasses, her eyes were firmly fixed on the light screen in front of her, her hands were around her chest, she didn't do anything, just quietly watched the data on the light screen quickly sweep over.

She knew that the streamer was parsing Humeer.

This is a necessary step for Humeel to come from the game to reality, and it is also a great learning opportunity for Streamer and her.

Analyzing an artificial intelligence that can awaken consciousness, the improvement of the two of them can be imagined.

Here, Song Shuyun was sitting in her bedroom watching everything flickering on the light screen.

In a spacious office over there, a group of people were going crazy.

One by one, the light screens hit in the air, and everyone with intelligent eyes crackled on their hands.

Unknowingly, a group of high-end artificial intelligence, holding stacks of documents, methodically shuttled through various card slots.

The sounds of people around them, the sounds of communication, typing, printing, calls, and quarrels are mixed together, making a lot of noise.

One of the men took off the headphones from his head and fixed his eyes on his light screen.

"Humil escaped, interceptor activated."

The huge text seemed to leap out, and at the same time, a lot of exclamations came from all around.

"What's the situation? Humeer wasn't a good ...... before."

"I signed a lot of contracts with game companies last month!"

"Who's watching on the server, and why is it so sudden?"

"How could Humeer himself escape, someone must have done it."

"Don't say that, hurry up and find a way, hurry up and intercept it, otherwise the loss will be even greater."

"Boss!"

"Quick, the boss is here!"

"Hurry up! Otherwise, even if it is intercepted, the loss will be huge! ”

I don't know who said something, and the escape of Humil suddenly jumped out on the largest light screen in the center.

For the sake of easy viewing, the percentage of data loss has been shown above.

The people in the office moved quickly.

For an AI like Humeer, there must be data backups, but having backups does not mean letting others steal their research results at will.

A large group of people here moved quickly, scolding and scolding, while hurrying to solve the problem.

Over there, Song Shuyun could no longer continue to watch, but operated with the streamer.

With the streamer, the concealment of her identity is not a problem, and she is not afraid that someone will follow the clues.

All she needed was time, as quickly as possible, to snatch Humil from the other party's hands before the other party destroyed the data.

As for whether it is reasonable or not, it has nothing to do with her.

The atmosphere between the two sides is becoming more and more serious.

Song Shuyun now felt that there were more and more things beyond the outline, and if it weren't for the streamer, she might not have been able to bring Humil out at all.

And the other side is even more hectic.

"A bunch of rubbish! It's all rubbish! Lao Tzu has so much money to support you, he can't even find who the other party is, what use do you need! ”

An emaciated middle-aged man in a shirt and suit pants angrily scolded the people in front of him.

And these people didn't dare to say a word, sweat swept across their faces, but none of them dared to wipe it.

The man was bald, looking a little like Giorgina, and he didn't know where the tie was thrown, and even the two buttons on the shirt didn't know where he had thrown it.

He hurried out of the room to the larger office.

It was even more hectic, and as soon as he went out, he kicked a man with the materials in his heel, knocking the stack of documents into the air.

"Who set it! Is it blind? Why let it go to the door, and how many times have you said it, you have to count the information you take every time, you can't have so many! ”

After speaking, he looked at the light screen in the center, and this glance scared him into a spirit, and the progress bar on it had reached forty-seven percent.

He immediately shouted, and the pace of the office was a little faster, and everyone reached a faster speed point.

It's so messy that I can't even drink my saliva.

As soon as the efficiency on their side increased, Song Shuyun's speed was faster, she had fallen into mechanical mode, and her body was a few points faster than her thoughts in many cases.

This is a process of mutual game, Song Shuyun only participates in it, but it cannot play a decisive role, and what really depends on the streamer.

It was only at this moment that she realized how important it was to upgrade the system.

The so-called raising soldiers for a thousand days and using soldiers for a while is talking about the current situation!

The time went from late night to early morning, and from early morning to full dawn.

Because of the rest after the exam, Song Shuyun had more time, didn't sleep all night, and sent the artificial intellectual disability at home, and finally at noon the next day, after a lot of twists and turns, the robot named Humil was successfully turned on.

The moment Humil turned on the phone, the office on the other end was full of wails.

Their losses are incalculable, not only on the other side of the game, but also on a lot of other aspects.