This villain, please exercise some restraint.

"..."

He looked at the Wukong mask. At this moment, the eyes under the mask no longer seemed to contain a simple sense of powerlessness and... a collection of cowardly emotions.

"Oh?"

"what happened?"

The white-haired boy asked calmly.

"I think--"

Qi Dasheng opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and said with determination in his eyes, "I think maybe you are right. If you are willing, we can sit down and have a good talk."

......

Zhongzhou, "Apocalypse" family, laboratory.

In front of the closed laboratory door, Miss B once again tidied up her neat pure white long uniform, breathed a sigh of relief, and then passed the facial recognition solemnly and walked in.

This laboratory, which can be said to be the most sophisticated and well-equipped in the game, is still the same as it was not long ago. It seems that nothing has changed, except that the humanoid body in the center, soaked in a transparent and unknown liquid, soon became... caught her eye.

It was the body of a girl, with long silver-white hair floating and floating in the transparent liquid. Due to the angle, she could not see her specific facial features clearly.

The girl was floating in the liquid, her back slightly bent, her hands crossed and placed on her chest.

This posture is a bit like a baby in the mother's belly.

This is--

Miss B couldn't help but move closer, wanting to see more clearly.

But a voice made her stop.

"It's beautiful."

It's the boss's voice.

Miss B turned around and found that the boss had stood behind her without knowing it.

"...Is she a player?"

She lowered her head slightly, looked into those brown eyes, and asked.

The boy with short light chestnut hair smiled and shook his head.

"So--"

Miss B looked surprised. She couldn't help but look at the girl in the transparent container again, and reached out to cover the scream that was about to overflow her mouth.

"Yes, as you can imagine, this is an empty shell. To be precise, it is a very beautiful... body that conforms to male aesthetics."

"Boss, you..."

The short boy stepped forward and covered the cold container wall with his right hand.

He seemed to be accustomed to this. The "work" in front of him, like the countless strange works before, did not touch him in the slightest.

Because...his works have no temperature.

And a work without warmth, no matter how perfect it is in the eyes of others, will ultimately be flawed in his eyes.

Sometimes, he would think, isn't he the same?

Sometimes, he would briefly envy those beings who could cry, laugh, be heartbroken, like to their heart's content...even, love to their heart's content.

The mayfly lives and dies, but he has the opportunity to understand the world and taste the ups and downs. But he, like a peeper who is isolated from the container of the world, can touch and communicate, but can no longer truly experience it.

He would wonder if it was the loss of memory that took away the ability to perceive that he was born with?

He wanted to get that memory back, but sometimes he felt inexplicably... afraid.

"Ah, me?"

The young man took back his hand and pointed at himself. He saw the shock and disbelief on his staff's face.

"Boss, you couldn't be led astray by that guy A, right? A has indeed been thinking about opening an inflatable doll exchange in the holographic game all day long, but... that kind of idea is too vulgar and obscene."

"Although I don't know what technology you used to create this body that looks very realistic, and you even designed it with care...well, it is so in line with male aesthetics, but!"

"Boss, I want to say that this cannot be mass-produced!"

Miss B talked a lot in one breath, and her expression was quite reminiscent of an ancient loyal minister admonishing a tyrant.

At this moment, most people would probably laugh, right?

The short boy thought.

He did laugh: "You're so funny."

He said.

"This is not something that can be mass-produced, because the consumption of making it cannot support mass production at all. What's more, when beautiful things have replicas, no matter how beautiful they are, their charm will be reduced."

"Then this body——"

Miss B was stunned and asked a little unclearly.

But looking at the body floating in the solution, which looked exactly like a real person, no matter how beautiful it was, she still felt a sense of awe.

Bad, knowing that she is not a real person, she has committed the uncanny valley effect.

This was the key point of the question. The short boy looked at Miss B and motioned for her to extend her hand.

Then, he handed her a silver-white card.

"I plan to close this laboratory and reset its access procedures. This card will be the only key to enter and exit the laboratory from now on."

"The reason why I leave it to you is because I think, in comparison, you are the most reliable one."

"So, starting from today, Miss B, you will be the deputy patriarch of 'Yuoguang' who has always been vacant, and become the actual person in charge of 'Apocalypse'."

"And your mission is just to keep the key in your hand, treat what you saw today as a secret, and then, at the right time, open the door to the laboratory for the existence designated by me."

"I will inform the whole staff of Apocalypse as soon as possible about the specific personnel changes... Miss B, you will do it, and you will keep it a secret, right?"

At this moment, there was a little more gentleness in those gentle brown eyes. Miss B had many questions in her mind, but staring at those eyes, she cleverly put the silver-white card into her space backpack, and then slowly clicked on it. Headed.

The boss has always treated her well. It can be said that without the help from the boss, she would not be where she is today.

As long as she can fulfill the boss's reasonable request, she will not refuse.

The boy with short light chestnut hair seemed to be satisfied with this response. He reached out his hand and gently... patted the girl in front of him on the shoulder.

"Okay, don't be stunned."

The short boy took back his hand and walked towards the door of the laboratory.

Miss B looked back at the beautiful girl's body, then followed and left.

The door of the laboratory behind her closed automatically. Staring at the short figure walking calmly in front of her, for a moment, Miss B felt that although the figure was very close to her at the moment, it was actually very far away... Far, far away.

Moreover, what the boss said today made her feel that after this moment, he would be even further away. This thought made her feel a little flustered.

"That...boss."

After hesitating for a few moments, she called out to the young man walking in front of her.

"Do you still remember what you called me before? I mean, when we first met."

She saw the boss in front of him paused, then turned around with a gentle smile on his lips.

"Beibei, I will call you...Beibei."

Miss B was stunned for a moment...this is not her name.

But in a flash, she remembered that she seemed to have never revealed her real name to the boss.

In the perception of the boss, and in the perception of many people, she is called... Beibei.