The next day, everyone drove away from the courtyard in the north of the city and returned to the divination sect.

The winter snow has gradually melted, the coldest time has passed, and it may be a while before spring is coming.

When they came down the mountain, they were still alienated from each other, but now they are already lifelong friends.

And they also have a new friend, the Black Dragon.

The last dragon in this world, and only a black dragon cub.

And the wallets of the senior brother and the second senior sister are also empty, and they have calculated the recent weather, which is suitable for travel.

So he rented an open-top broken carriage at the car dealer and rushed to the Fortune Sect.

"Senior sister, our carriage is good, ventilated on all sides, and you can see the scenery, I haven't had time to take you to have a good time along the way." Gu Shiqiu said.

The young man stretched out his hand and took the peachwood sword and stuffed it into the corner of the carriage, making a triangle, otherwise the roof of the carriage would be about to collapse.

"Senior brother, the peachwood sword probably never thought that he would one day be used to stuff carriages."

"I can shelter everyone from the wind and rain, and my sword can be regarded as making the best use of it."

Gu Shiqiu said with a smile, and the realm had a tendency to loosen faintly.

Sword cultivators spend their lives pursuing their own swords, holding swords and wielding swords.

The strength of the sword intent added to the sword is the difference between the spiritual power that can be used when swinging the sword.

Ji Hanyue couldn't deny it, sat in front and drove the horse, speeding up the speed of returning to the divination sect.

The black dragon has a long life, and he is still only a twenty-year-old black dragon cub.

For Shi Qi, who took himself out of Si Tianjian and regained his freedom, the black dragon had a certain complex like a fledgling.

The black dragon sat cross-legged in the carriage, with a stack of miscellaneous books beside him, a bit like the gossip monthly magazine of the immortal cultivation version, mainly talking about the ability factions of the immortal cultivation sect and the gossip events of the major sect masters.

Sure enough, having fun is the instinct of all living beings.

He was still silent, silent, immersed in his own side of the world.

Only occasionally raised his gaze would fall on Shi Qi.

Shi Qi held his chin with both hands, thoughtful, lazy, and still looked like he was not seeking progress, leaning against the wall of the carriage.

In the void they couldn't see, red and green codes flew around.

Shi Qi's fingers slid up and down, trying to understand the meaning of each piece of code.

The system opened up its core code permissions to Shi Qi.

This time, I didn't pick and search as much as before, until I returned to the Divination Sect, and Shi Qi could check its source code.

Along the way, Shi Qi is very convinced that the system is a real artificial intelligence.

Although he is occasionally mentally retarded, he has a high resemblance to human consciousness.

If you can get a glimpse of its architecture and algorithm from the system's code, maybe Shi Qi can solve the problem of hexagrams.

The way the code is written can often see the level of a programmer's ability, conciseness, neatness, whether the hierarchy is clear, high cohesion and low coupling.

Separated by time and space, Shi Qi only felt a pleasant palpitation.

However, the architecture of the system is extremely large and cautious, and some seemingly meaningless cycles are considered very important when Shi Qi continues to look down.

"The system, your creator, is a strong team."

She felt like a lemon essence, sour.

Once upon a time, when she was alive, her team was also the top team of Blue Star.

An algorithm, an architect, a front-end, a product manager, a test, a security, a code.

The system hummed a few words modestly and pretended not to care, very proud.

"Master, after all, the world you are in is still only a second-level civilization, and it is leaping towards a third-level civilization, and my developer is a top-notch existence even if it is a seventh-level civilization. You can read part of the source code, which is barely enough. ”

"But there is one thing you said is not right, master, my creator is not a team, but a person."

"How old is he, is he hundreds, thousands of years." Shi Qi admitted that when he asked, his heart was a little dark.

"There are confidential documents in the back, I can't tell the master, but my master is also a cute girl."

Shi Qi nodded, feeling even more sour.

Most of the past time, Shi Qi always faced most things with a dull sense, and his emotions were thin.

It's just that when it comes to her own professional field, Shi Qi's heart has a strong unwillingness.

Murder and heart......

Shi Qi fell silent.

Before, the system didn't like Shi Qi, and it couldn't talk about dislike.

Just wait for one day, Shi Qi, a salted fish programmer, will be wiped out by one of the many dangers in this world.

After all, Shi Qi would only lie down and sleep when he was in a mess before, and he didn't know when the catastrophe came, and he didn't panic with his dead fish eyes open.

It wants to find another host, and the next one might be better.

But now the system has generated some kind of human-like mood.

When it began to be domesticated, the seven began to differ for it.

"In the fifth-level civilization world, my source code annotation is public on the CSDN star network, master, I can download a note to you on the star network."