"Ding-dong".

In the empty base, the ringing of the telephone sounded extremely harsh.

Sun Yuanrang, who happened to be staying at the base today, put down the boxes of experimental materials in his hand and turned his head to look at the corner.

"Ling, there's a phone!" Sun Yuanrang said loudly.

And right next to him, a wheat-colored hand lazily raised: "Just put it over there, and when the time comes, it's over." ”

Listening to this voice, Sun Yuanrang couldn't help but sigh: "It's really ......"

But he couldn't blame that guy.

He still remembered that last month, this guy hadn't become the lazy person he is now.

At that time, she was still called "Netweaver" instead of her current name - "Ling".

According to her, the person who created her was a high school student surnamed Wang, and the name of the person who brought her out of mediocrity and loneliness had the word "Ling" in it. At the same time, the pronunciation of the word "ling" is a bit like "zero" - one of the most basic components of computer binary.

"This is my proud work," Sun Yuanrang remembered the girl triumphantly that day, "and I will definitely be shocked when the prophet returns!" ”

He won't be scared, Sun Yuanrang thought to himself.

Sun Yuanrang felt that there was probably nothing in this world that was more unfazed than that person. Gathering around him was like a mountain around him, and a heavy shadow covered them all.

Originally, he thought that it was that person's ability, and the power to foresee the future could indeed make people feel at ease. But later, he realized that the mere existence of that person was enough to unite everyone.

The proof is that since the person disappeared, the "bright day" that had been established not long ago fell apart almost instantly.

The grand cause promised in the past is like a big joke, and now Mingyang has no core competitiveness at all, although there is the support of the countermeasure bureau, but compared to another "morning and twilight", Mingday's popularity has really become low.

If it weren't for the huge wealth that that person left before leaving, and Lin Qi's hard support, I'm afraid that it would have to be completely dispersed soon after the establishment of Mingday.

Thinking of this, Sun Yuanrang couldn't help but sigh.

Just like the web weaver, or Ling, he had just made a breakthrough in experimental progress not long ago, and he was excited to wait for his junior to come back and report it to him.

But I didn't think of it......

Picking up the big box on the ground again, Sun Yuanrang said to the figure lying on the sofa: "Don't forget to answer the phone, it may be transferred to us by the Countermeasures Bureau, maybe we need help from Miss Lin or Miss Li." ”

"Yes, yes," Ling said lazily, "hurry up and get your way." ”

Shaking his head, Sun Yuanrang finally walked into the room with his big bag and small bag of things.

Ling, who was outside, glanced at the phone next to her.

A PX5 is in front of her, and a famous fighting game is shown on a huge LCD screen.

And she had a tube stuck in her body, and the other end of the tube was attached to the console.

watched the other party's character be defeated by himself again, and at the same time typed on the public screen in a frustration: "Is it open?!" ”

Ling was expressionless: "It's so boring, if you play well, it's open?" ”

As an artificial intelligence, she is not wasted enough to the point where she needs to open or sneak into the computer room of a game company to modify the data.

can play the top of the whole game so far, Ling She relies on her own strength and a little bit of racial advantage!

With a sigh, she casually unplugged the tube connected to the game console on her body: "Boring." ”

It's boring.

This is not the first time she has had such thoughts.

Originally, she didn't feel bored, and when she first got a new body, she wished she could do everything herself and experience everything she had been happy about.

But when she got to the back, she only felt dull and boring.

The whole world seems to have returned to the data that I once had in the online game, and the inorganic 0 and 1 filled the surrounding space, and even the oxygen I dreamed of breathing was no different from the "current" and "engine oil" that I once had.

During this time, she tried almost everything and wanted to have fun. She used her current photos and put them on dating sites, and then stumbled with men and women who couldn't talk but had brains, hacked into their devices and peeked at their black history; Or the body runs to the countermeasures bureau, and then the consciousness wanders in their server, and when it is discovered, it pretends to be nothing; She even tried to swim in the gymnasium, and was even asked for a phone call by several people on the way.

But none of this makes sense.

No matter how much she is praised, Ling knows that what they praise is actually her current appearance; No matter how much they paid attention, she knew that all they knew was their appearance.

This made her somewhat confused.

Originally, she wanted to get a body, and her previous wish was also related to this - whether it was falling in love or experiencing food, except for the former, which was not easy to implement because of the region, she basically tried everything.

But the more she tried, the more bored she felt.

Rei is horrified to find that the world she thought was colorful in the past seems to be gradually fading away from its glossy shell as she explores, revealing a hollow and empty interior.

The life she admires, longs for, and loves is actually just as boring. There are many, many people who go up and down in this kind of life, complaining about it, hating it, hating it, and having to rely on it.

So what is the motivation that you have been desperately pursuing?

Ling begins to sink into deep self-doubt.

As a special being, she used to think about it very rarely. Her twisted obsession doesn't make her think about what she should do, but "how to become human".

But when she really changed people, she found that this was not the same as she said.

For a while, she began to be confused.

It was a long time before she finally figured out what the problem was.

The man who would have listened to her complain and cheer is no longer there.

After hearing the news that the person was not there at first, Ling was actually very uncomfortable for a while. But because of her special life form, she didn't get haunted by this sad feeling for too long. In addition, she also needs to dominate the Internet throughout the day, so she slowly recovers her emotions.

After that, she began to try what she wanted to do before, but the more she did, the less she experienced the happiness she had imagined.

Seem...... After I really became a human, I wasn't so happy.

Until one night, Ling saw some chicken soup on the Internet that would inadvertently poke people's hearts.

People who are old and have entered the society will say in a sentimental tone that the happiest time is when they "come home from school and hold their mother's hand and tell her what happened in school all day."

This sentence directly poked at all of Ling's doubts.

yes, that's why.

She found that the time she used to be happy was indeed when the prophet was still there, and then she listened to her own complaints or doubts, and then patiently explained the problems to herself.

Although the other people were also very kind to her, for some reason, the way they felt in Ling's mind was completely different from the feeling that the prophet gave her.

If I had to use it for comparison, then everyone else was Ling's "friend", and the prophet was her ...... "parent" role.

After thinking about this, Ling noticed that the corners of her eyes seemed to be slightly moist.

She also figured out why she was bored.

The people who occupy the most of your life may only feel sad when they leave. And what can really stir your heart like an abyss is that after the wound has been erased by time, you are inadvertently opened one afternoon, and the thought that no one will make waves for your laughter and sadness.

At that time, the grief that was countless times more painful than before, and could almost completely crush your chest, will completely make you understand that someone is no longer there.

This is the moment when a person really starts to figure out "loss".

So Ling is getting lazy and lazy now.

She even started playing online games, something she hadn't touched since she came to Tomorrow.

Recently, she even lived in seclusion, and almost forgot that there was still a person in the countermeasures bureau tomorrow.

"Why don't you just let this body go?"

Listening to the sound of the phone in her ears, Ling couldn't help muttering: "I always feel that there is nothing to do now, why don't you just go to outer space and see if there are any aliens." ”

As an artificial intelligence, as long as there is electricity and network, then it can exist forever, even if it is a local area network.

From this point of view, Ling felt that she was really suitable for astronautics. If she was allowed to run the spaceship, she estimated that she would be able to run until the spaceship was completely scrapped.

It always feels like this is quite romantic, driving a spaceship with only oneself to wander in the dark universe, and then waiting for the spaceship to "die" in the ocean, or to age to the point of worthlessness.

There is a beauty of space.

Thinking of this, Ling really began to ponder the meaning of spaceship sailing.

The first call ended quickly.

This calmed Ling's mind a little.

She didn't really want to answer the phone, anyway, in the end, it was the other people who reported that they were safe tomorrow, or they didn't find Ji Qianqin "again". Of course, 97% of the time it's likely to be a sales call.

Since Ding Yan entered the Nine Divine Sect, Song Qingci went to the island country, and Li Jingwen went to Yanzhou, basically no one will call the base.

This phone number was also registered by the Prophet in the first place, so Ling didn't put anything on it to avoid harassment - if she was bored, she would still answer the phone and listen to the stupid AI inside say "Good afternoon, Mr. Bai" in a mechanical voice.

In a way, it makes her feel as if there really is a "white" gentleman here.

Just as she was thinking.

The phone rings again.

Ling was a little angry: "It's all boring. ”

Although she is an artificial intelligence, it does not mean that she will answer anyone's phone all the time!

She's not idle, she has nothing to do every day!

Thinking along the phone line, Ling glanced at the place where the caller belonged: "Huh? Yanzhou's? Is it Alyssa Lee? ”

But isn't Alyssa Lee supposed to be helping the Countermeasures Bureau deal with affairs now?

Thinking of this, Ling couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

Could it be ......

As if thinking of something, Ling's face couldn't help but be a little fearful: "Could it be...... Killed, right? ”

She subconsciously pressed her heart, and then her face turned slightly pale.

After a moment of silence, Ling finally picked up the phone next to her.

"Hello?"

On the other end of the phone was a mature-sounding voice: "Hello, is it tomorrow?" ”

Hearing this voice, Ling couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly.

She always felt that the voice was quite familiar.

"Hello, yes," Ling said skillfully, "Is there anything you need to consult?" ”

The female voice said calmly, "Oh, I have something to report. ”

Reporting?

To us?

Ling couldn't help but be stunned.

She grabbed the phone and said with some confusion, "Well, if there is a problem, you should call the local countermeasures bureau." Please do you need my help to transfer......"

Before she could finish speaking, the person on the other side of the phone interrupted her voice: "It doesn't have much to do with the countermeasures bureau, it's related to the members of the Tomorrow Day." ”

Could it really be ...... Li Jingwen sacrificed, right?

Hearing this, Ling felt as if her heart was skipping a beat, even though she was actually an artificial intelligence.

She said with some difficulty: "Okay, since it's related to tomorrow...... So please tell me, we're recording ......"

"That's right," the woman smiled, "I've been asked to tell you a word." ”

"He said, 'I'm back,' and I'm in Yanzhou right now. If you can, please help us arrange transportation. ”

"Oh yes," the man on the phone said with a smile, "there's no need for too much trouble—just arrange that bus." The man said that after getting used to sitting there, he was still a little uncomfortable sitting on something else. ”

The voice fell.

Suddenly, parked in the parking lot next to the base, a wide bus suddenly turned on its headlights!

The bright headlights shone on Ling's face, accompanied by the sound of the horn of "Tuk Tuk", as if this bus had been inspired by something, and the whole "car" was excited!

"Ah......h

Looking at the bus that was almost uncontrollable about to leave, he glanced at the phone he was holding in his hand.

Ling seemed to understand something, and her voice trembled a little: "Wait...... You...... Excuse me......"

In the end, for a long time, she didn't sort out her words.

But on the other side of the phone, the female voice seemed to know what she wanted to say: "Yes, the destination is Yanzhou, you can come now." If it's fast, you can return to Linjiang in the afternoon. ”

"Oh, by the way, that guy asked me to give you a word."

On the other side of the phone, the witch glanced at Bering next to her

Bering, on the other hand, nodded slightly and smiled.

After seeing this smile, the witch also smiled lightly and said, "He said, 'Ling is a good name, very good'. ”

After hearing this.

Ling finally couldn't suppress it completely, clutching the phone in her hand tightly, and her eyes were also covered with a layer of mist.

What a space voyage, what died alone with a spaceship, these once romantic things have now been completely abandoned by her, as if thrown into the trash.

"Yes, yes."

Her voice was a little out of voice, just repeating some words over and over again: "Soon...... Soon ...... Come on! ”

Yesterday I was busy helping my friend move, and I didn't have time to change my performance, I'm sorry

(End of chapter)