Chapter 115: The synonym for tragedy turned out to be a telephone
(There is one more shift in the evening, and at present, there are basically two shifts a day, with at least 4,000 words.) οΌ
The third special zone of Shanghai, also known as the apartment area. For no other reason, Shanghai is the largest special economic zone in the Celestial Empire, large and small enterprise groups abound, and in the context of the country's vigorous development of education, schools are gradually occupying an important part of the city's economic development.
It's one o'clock in the afternoon, which was supposed to be the time to fall asleep leisurely, but it was delayed for more than ten minutes because of the old professor's relationship. Although Ling Yi does not have the habit of taking a nap, it is always uncomfortable to walk on the asphalt road under the scorching sun, if you ask him why he doesn't take the bus, he can only answer that he is unlucky, he sees the bus leaving from a long distance from the station, and the next bus will take at least ten minutes to arrive, after all, there are too many stations outside the school.
It took ten minutes to return to the apartment, Ling Yi took out his identity card and swiped it on the identification machine, and as soon as he entered the room, he heard a rigid mechanical voice sound:
"Welcome back, master."
Humanoid machine steward. As conceived in the movies a few years ago, the silver torso of an iron bucket is extremely stable, the retractable steel limbs can do all the chores beautifully, and there are even small and convenient household devices such as a small refrigerator and cleaning system inside the torso.
Changing into the slippers that the machine butler had prepared for himself, Ling Yi said casually as he walked into the living room:
"Turn on the thermostat and help me prepare an extra cup of iced tea."
"Master, please wait a moment."
The humanoid steward answered, and faithfully carried out the order.
Ling Yi lay down on the sofa. Leisurely enjoying the comfortable feeling of the moist and cool air sliding through the skin, only when he comes home can he rest so peacefully, there is always a sense of urgency in the trials of the other world to restrain him, like a sharp knife that threatens the lives of others, although it does not stab people, it is always dangling in front of you, making people inexplicably nervous.
He blamed this on the task of the system, and if he couldn't complete the task, he would have to jump off Big Ben in London or something, or lose the skills he had so hard to get or something, although death could not be died, but in a sense it was more uncomfortable than death.
"System Genie. When is my next trial? β
"I'm sorry. This one cannot be answered. It may be ten days or a few hours later, depending on the system's judgment. β
The system elf, who had not spoken for a long time, replied that it was still as impersonal as ever.
"Really? Then I'll change the question. "The uncertainty about the timing of the trial, although it doesn't seem good on the surface. But think about it. Doesn't that mean the possibilities are endless? Let's take an analogy. In the event of an emergency, you can immediately conduct a trial to avoid risks as much as possible. Ling Yi has no doubt about the system's ability to make self-judgments, which is an intelligent system that is above humans. Its thinking logic is by no means inferior to that of human beings, and from another point of view, the system is more human.
Therefore, Ling Yi pondered for a while and asked:
"Can I tell me in advance about my next trial mission, the World Realm?"
"No, this will affect the system's record of the host's growth."
The system wizard answered truthfully.
"I see it differently than you. If the purpose of the trial is to make me grow, then you should reveal some information to me in advance, the results of the previous two trials are enough to prove my own ability, rather than worrying about affecting my growth, it is better to try a new cultivation channel, whether it is failure or success, it is beneficial and harmless. The system's rejection was expected by Ling Yi, but he had already prepared some words.
If the system really has no less self-judgment than a human being, then it will not ignore his opinion.
"After systematic analysis, there is some truth in acknowledging the host." The system elf hesitated for a while and said, but immediately changed his words: "However, the host's personal ability has not been fully recognized by the system, if the host wants to know the content of the next trial in advance, he must complete the special task assigned by the system, so as to prove that the host's potential will not affect future growth because of the information." β
Hearing this, Ling Yi raised his eyebrows.
Another mission? And it's a special mission.
"Can you explain what you mean by a special mission?"
It was the first time he had seen this type of mission.
In the past, it was either a normal quest or a main quest, and special quests were really unheard of.
"Special missions refer to trial missions that are limited to the realm of the main world."
It's a succinct description, but the word 'trial' alone is enough to make Ling Yi more vigilant.
"What kind of trial mission? I mean difficulty. β
"The content is uncertain, and the difficulty is comparable to that of a normal trial."
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For the extremely concise description of the system elf, Ling Yi no longer had the heart to complain, and with his analytical and reasoning ability, he could naturally guess a rough idea. Indefinite content? Combined with the previous related discourse, it should be a task based on the standard of 'testing the host's personal ability', so that the general direction can be determined.
The problem is the difficulty, though. Trials in general? Could it be that the two trials that took place before were all 'average'? It's the first time he's heard that trials are divided into difficulty, so there are even more difficult trials waiting for him in the future? Regardless of this, the most important thing to grasp at present is the difficulty of special tasks, and it is easy to make mistakes if you don't understand it clearly.
While Ling Yi was pondering, the humanoid robot butler had already brought his favorite iced tea, and said at the same time:
"Master, during your absence, there was a phone call."
"Huh? Whose phone number? Ling Yi asked in surprise.
With his interpersonal relationships, basically no one will call him except Dong Peng. And the classmates of elementary and junior high school are not as good as their current classmates, at least they will say hello when they meet, and if they meet their former classmates, they probably won't recognize them.
"A young lady who claims to be your mother."
The humanoid robot butler answered honestly.
But how to say it, Ling Yi was already stunned, his mother would call him or something, it sounded as outrageous as Dong Peng no longer looking for cute girl paper.
"Are you sure?"
It's a bit weird to ask, but it's a must!
"The caller ID is Italian, judging by the voice, it is a woman between thirty-five and forty years old." The humanoid robot butler told the results of the analysis.
Ling Yi's expression froze, and he immediately looked up at the ceiling and sighed.
"What did she say?"
"That lady invites you to be in Italy within three days, above."
"Wait, you must have heard me wrong! This is definitely not the normal way to invite. I think you'll need a blacklist to keep track of the numbers of guys who upset your owner, and then hang up the next time you encounter such a call! β
Ling Yi put his hands on the shoulders of the humanoid robot butler with great seriousness, and said in a deep voice word by word.
And thenβ
"Help me pack my bags" (to be continued......