Continuing like this, Yi Huan even felt that it was time for him to turn from a wizard to a writer. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The long whispered recitation even made his throat a little astringent, but after licking the dry corners of his mouth, the revision of the story still needs to continue.

Hoping that after the emergence of magical intelligence, this situation can be improved, Yi Huan can only tell himself this.

Several quills lined up and scribbled on the corresponding parchment, and although Yi Huan only needed to wave his wand, it was still a lot of mental effort.

“。。 It is somewhat similar to the Liquid Metal Robot Terminator, but uses the latest technology of S.H.I.E.L.D., and unlike Ultron, it is more like a product of the Tinder Source, and on the basis of the original magical intelligence, magic gives it a new life. ”

Two minutes later, the parchment that had returned again was thrown on the table by Yi Huan, and he sighed slightly, then turned his head sideways.

"Looks like we're going to waste an afternoon here." He said to Alimond, "I'm hungry, go and prepare a piece of food." ”

Although house-elves are good at housework, it also takes a long time to take care of people in order to find out the living habits of the owner.

Of all the house-elves, only Alimond took care of Yi Huan, but Rao was the same, and Yi Huan's irregular routine during his magical studies also made him confused.

Alimond was slightly stunned, then nodded, there were no ingredients for it to use, Alimond was going to go outside to order a takeout.

"Sir." But the next moment, it was slightly stunned.

"What?"

Yi Huan still leaned sideways on the chaise longue, he heard Alimond ask, but only gave a vague response, making up a story is a time-consuming and laborious task, even Yi Huan is a little unbearable.

"I'm afraid we don't need to spend an afternoon here."

Yi Huan immediately understood the meaning of this sentence, and following Alimond's gaze, he turned his head sharply, and several magical intelligences on the table had begun to melt, turning into something like liquid.

The droplet-like liquid slowly flowed down the edge of the table, making a ticking sound, and the liquid gathered again on the ground into a small puddle, as if some kind of gravitational pull was attracting them, and the liquid was outlined in a line, and then slowly flowed in a certain direction.

"Sir?"

An unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared behind Yi Huan, not Alimond, but a female voice, which Yi Huan had never heard at all.

But in the first second she appeared, Yi Huan had already realized what it was.

Or rather, it, what it is.

"Do you have a name?" Yi Huan turned around and looked at the woman standing behind him, with long black hair and brown eyes, and a face that looked like a mixed Eurasian race, although it was not outstanding, it looked very soft.

A magical intelligence, just like the original existence of the Dorn Pavilion.

"Nope." She shook her head lightly with a faint face, "You can pick a name for me, or I can choose a name myself." ”

"Do it yourself." Yi Huan hesitated for a moment, and then said.

"That's great, given the history of your name picking." Her voice was still calm, "Lucy, you can call me that. ”

Yi Huan fell silent for a second, and then decisively skipped the question, "How do you know?" He was curious that Lucy was able to familiarize herself with the history of her name so quickly.

You know, the magic materials he prepared for Lucy haven't been taken out yet.

"These little ones have a record on them." Lucy pointed to the melted magic intelligence on the table, and the liquid fell down the corner of the table before flowing to Lucy's feet.

Yi Huan noticed that after the liquid spread to Lucy's feet, it merged with her shoes, as if they were one in the first place, and they were very harmonious.

"They're logging when I'm not enabling them?" Yi Huan frowned slightly.

"Yes." Lucy nodded.

Fortunately, these are low-level magical intelligences, which are not fully functional, and when Yi Huan found them from the land of Oz, they were divided into labor.

But the Dornting was clearly different, it should have recorded something more, which gave another reason why Yi Huan had to recover it.

The appearance of magical intelligence brightened Yi Huan's mood, and with a wave of his hand, the discarded parchment on the table disappeared instantly, leaving only the last successful one.

The parchment was stored in a parchment scroll by Yi Huan as a backup.

Lucy had been tilting her head in silence as she watched the hustle and bustle, while Alimond had quietly left, not knowing if it was because of the discomfort of the magical intelligence or if she had gone to prepare food.

It's strange that house-elves are afraid of magical intelligence, but when you think about it, there seems nothing strange about it.

Humans have also shown confusion and fear of the future of artificial intelligence, and house-elves are just an ordinary creature among magical creatures, and if you replace magical creatures and magical intelligence with humans and artificial intelligence, there is not much difference between the two.

As if feeling Lucy's gaze, Yi Huan turned his head and looked at Lucy's eyes, and the nascent magic intelligence also showed doubts, and asked Yi Huan silently with incomprehensible eyes.

"Is there anything you need help with, sir?"

"Nope." Yi Huan shook his head, "I meant to say. Can your expressions be more human? ”

"Of course." He was answered with a perfect smile, which seemed to be not difficult for Lucy, and a light and soft smile appeared on her face, which matched her appearance very well, and made it easy to be fond of her.

"It's a bit of a nod to walk together at the same time, isn't it?" She chuckled.

The corners of Yi Huan's mouth twitched, Lucy's intelligence has indeed reached the point of being fake, even higher than he expected, and even her expression can't find any fault, but this smile seems to be a little. Familiar.

"Are you learning from the original me?" Yi Huan asked again.

After thinking about it for a while, Yi Huan finally knew why Lucy's smile looked so familiar, because this was also the expression he often showed when he had no feelings.

Perfect camouflage, but unfortunately almost every smile is exactly the same, and if you look closely, you will see that even the curvature of the corners of their mouths is almost the same.

Looking at Lucy is like looking at yourself in the mirror, no wonder it's so familiar.

"It's not." Lucy still shook her head with a gentle smile, "Our reference template is the same, they are all nice and polite smiles, but I'm a little better, each smile is almost perfect, and it can be adjusted for different situations." ”

In other words, his smile is not perfect, and he always has the same smirk.

Although Lucy's words came to an abrupt end, Yi Huan could still make up for the unspoken contempt in the second half of the sentence, he carefully observed Lucy with his eyes, and Lucy also stared at Yi Huan with innocent eyes, so that he couldn't tell whether she was intentional or her initial personality was naturally black.

After a while, Yi Huan gave up the inquiry, the ability test about the magical intelligence Lucy was already a big project, and these small questions did not need to be rushed.

"Follow me." Yi Huan waved his hand to put the things on the table back to their places, said to Lucy, and walked towards the two doors at the end of the room.

Although Lucy's intelligence is high, she still obeys Yi Huan's orders, after all, Yi Huan has been clearly written in the story, one unreliable magical intelligence is enough, and Yi Huan doesn't need to read the second one with a silver tongue.

The wooden door was opened, revealing another empty room, behind which Yi Huan and Lucy's figures quickly disappeared.

"Sir?"

By the time Alimond reappeared with steaming food, it was left scratching its head in a makeshift storage room that had long since been out of sight.

。。。

Miss Emma Roberts was unhappy.

Because she was enjoying that short-earned vacation, she was called to New York by her agent and arranged an audition for her.

Although she is not a big-name star, she has already become quite famous, so she doesn't need to audition so desperately every day.

。。 Well, she admits that the above is all brain supplements, and there are no short vacations, because she is very idle, almost every day is a holiday, and she is going to get moldy when she is idle.

is not a big name, not only is she not a big-name star, but her only fame is also supported by a few early movies, and most of them are not the protagonists, and now she has fallen to the point of acting in TV series, and there is a danger of being outdated.

But it's true that the audition didn't go well.

Today was not a very smooth day, as if no one could get along with her, and the car was stuck in traffic for more than an hour while passing Broadway on the audition road, and not only that, but a dirty-looking black cat jumped in through the open window and almost stepped on her.

Although there was no danger in the end, and he hurriedly drove it out, it also stirred up Miss Emma's already bad mood even more.

When she arrived at the scene in a hurry, the auditions were over, and although she was rescheduled to the end, she didn't feel much hope.

By the way, while waiting at the audition, she saw the black cat again, and she wasn't sure if it was the same one, because they all looked silly and stupid.

Miss Emma was angry, she wanted to smash something in her anger, but what made her even more angry was that there was nothing around to smash for her.

"Meow~"

Just as Miss Emma was reclining on the sofa with a grunt, bored watching TV to pass the time, a cat meow suddenly appeared in her ears.

She was a little puzzled, her eyes constantly patrolling the screen, it was the news that was playing now, why there was a cat meow on the TV, and she pricked up her ears, trying to catch the second call coming from the TV.

And it wasn't until she felt something stuffy rubbing against her ankle, causing her to jump up and shrink back into the couch, that she realized that the cry wasn't coming from the TV, but was in her room.

"Meow~"

There was a cat meow from under the couch, and Emma, who had calmed down, leaned down to see a black cat lazily stretching her waist and curling herself up into a ball, where she had rested her feet before.

Just a black cat.

"Holy."

Emma muttered under her breath, before she realized what it was, the black cat that suddenly rubbed against her ankle did startle her, and her heart was still pounding until now.

But after seeing that this was just a stupid and weak cat, Miss Emma's heart immediately swelled with anger, which was simply anger from her heart, and evil was born to the side of her guts.

Being taken aback is the primary reason, and the second is that she has seen this black cat three times today, so it is possible that this cat has stuck to herself, and she will not see it ten more times.

The black cat's representation is unknown, and even Miss Emma, who is quite violent, is not only a little muttering at this moment.

She couldn't help but clench her fists and squeaked her finger bones with some courage, making a creaking sound, and then landed a malicious gaze on the black cat under the sofa.

The black cat, which seemed to be pretending to be asleep, seemed to feel something, and its ears that had been shrunk moved slightly, and it seemed to be a little uneasy.

Soon, however, Miss Emma gave up on using it as a punching bag after measuring the difference between her delicate skin and her sharp cat's claws.

She's still very good at beating people.,As for beating cats.。。

So she decided to go down to the hotel front desk, in fact, a large part of her anger came from the hotel, after all, this is a star hotel, how could a stray cat be mixed in, and it is not a Bronx slum.

Glaring at the unaware black cat again, Miss Emma ran out of the room with her high heels in her heels.

And she didn't see it, just after she left, the black cat that had been under the sofa turned into a large black mist like a thick smoke after burning, and then swirled and disappeared into the gap between the floor and the carpet.

。。。

"How is that possible?! It's just here! ”

Just after Miss Emma angrily caught up with the hotel management, she found that the black cat was no longer there, and even a few people rummaged through the entire room, but they couldn't find even a single cat hair.

Miss Emma couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, and the hotel management thought that it might just be a prank, or a boring vent for the second generation of these rich stars.

"Ahem, that. . . Miss Roberts, perhaps you didn't close the door and let it sneak out when you left. A hotel executive said with a dry smile.

"Impossible!" Miss Emma still doesn't believe this fact, and she subconsciously retorts, "I opened it with a room key card before. ”

Of course, I also knew that it was opened with a key card, and the management couldn't help but feel a little helpless, he just wanted to give Emma a step, after all, his job is to provide comfortable service to the tenants, and it is not good for anyone if things are deadlocked.

Fortunately, although Emma reacted a little slower, she was not an idiot, and in vain, she could only say stupidly, "That maybe. ”

The manager quickly left the room, and after closing the door, Miss Emma felt even more irritable.

“。。 The chaos in the Broadway neighborhood has been effectively controlled, and we are still following up on the situation. ”

Looking at the chaotic images in the TV report, Miss Emma felt that today was simply her own unfortunate day, but fortunately she was not alone.

"Meow~"

But at this moment, another cat meow appeared directly behind her.

At this moment, Miss Emma's cold hair stood up, and cold sweat instantly spread all over her body, this is no longer such a simple thing as mixing stray cats in the room, she also rummaged through the room with the management just now, and found nothing, and when she closed the door and turned around, there was a cat meow.

It's a paranormal event!

In an instant, as a big star in the future, Black Cat Horror, Black Cat Murderer of Horror Hotel, Black Cursed Cat, this large number of names immediately poured into Emma's head.

The horrific scenes on the screen kept coming back from her memory, and then flashing back and forth, Miss Emma closed her eyes slightly, and then whispered in her mouth, "I didn't hear, I didn't hear, whatever it is, don't find me." ”

As she spoke, she shifted her steps toward the bed.

Whatever it was, she was going to grab her limited edition bag and get out of here, because she wouldn't live in this hotel.

But the next moment, her body froze.

"Are you talking about me?"

A voice came from behind and suddenly appeared in her ears.

This time, however, it was not the meow of a cat.