A Race to (Be) The Top

Ji Meng's palm moved slowly from behind his neck to the front, resting on Ling Xiaolu's face.

Ling Xiaolu didn't understand his behavior, and cast his eyes down in surprise.

Ji Meng raised his other hand with difficulty, and it landed on Ling Xiaolu's face on the other side, holding him firmly in the palm of his hand.

This posture is very ambiguous, and they are so close, Ling Xiaolu can even feel Ji Meng's heavy breathing.

He just confessed, why did he get a result that was almost a confession?

Ji Meng lifted his jaw a little, and his eyes met each other. The emotions in Ji Meng's eyes were complicated, unclear, and even painful for no reason.

Ling Xiaolu's heart was filled with guilt, he just concealed the fact of his identity, did it hit Ji Meng so hard?

That handsome face got a little closer, as if he was going to rub Ling Xiaolu into his eyes, and observed every detail of his face fiercely.

Ling Xiaolu has no doubt that when that hot gaze falls on his lips, Ji Meng will kiss him without thinking.

The atmosphere was beautiful, Ling Xiaolu could hear his heart beating violently in his chest, thump, thump...

Skip ambiguity, shyness, and hypocrisy. Usually the story develops here, and the next link can appear logically.

It's just that he has no experience, should he keep silent or close his eyes.

In case Ji Meng didn't, should he give him a signal, or take the initiative...

Ji Meng, who looked at each other affectionately, squeezed Ling Xiaolu's face heavily.

Ling Xiaolu: Ouch!

The other side of the face was also pinched, squeezed, and rubbed. Ling Xiaolu could imagine his own face being deformed by Ji Meng's rubbing and rubbing.

It should look ridiculous, but the voice in my ears is inexplicably bitter.

"Does it have to be so realistic?"

Ling Xiaolu:? ? ?

Ji Meng did such an unreasonable and unreasonable behavior to him, Ling Xiaolu couldn't help but want to ask this person if he was sick, but Ji Meng's voice sounded like he was about to cry again.

"I thought I made friends in the game."

"..." Ling Xiaolu's heart softened all of a sudden, how could he forget that he was the first and possibly the only friend Ji Meng made in this game.Being cheated by the only friend, can you not allow others to be sad?

"Although I lied to you in this matter, I sincerely treat you as a friend..." Ling Xiaolu said cautiously.

Ji Meng shook his head vigorously, not wanting to hear anything from him.

He pressed against Ling Xiaolu's forehead, closed his eyes tightly, and twisted his brows into the word Chuan.

Ling Xiaolu could even feel his grief flowing in along the skin-to-skin contact parts of the two, invading his mind.

Never seen Ji Meng show such an expression, Ling Xiaolu couldn't bear it, and stretched out his hand to him tentatively: "Friend..."

Ji Meng avoided his touch: "Leave me alone, let me be quiet."

He reached out and groped the back of Ling Xiaolu's neck: "Where is the shutdown, is it a long press here?"

Ling Xiaolu:? ? ?WTF?

He struggled to break away from Ji Meng's hand: "My friend, did you misunderstand something?"

Ji Meng waved his hands in pain: "It's not your fault, and you don't know."

Ling Xiaolu: I don't know what? ?

Ji Meng let go of him, and walked headlessly in the room, raised one arm, trying to thump somewhere to vent his anger, but couldn't find the target, swung it vigorously twice, and finally slammed it heavily on the door of the pet food cabinet. There was a loud noise on the cabinet door, which made Ling Xiaolu startled.

His voice was obscure and choked: "The pet food in the cabinet is getting less and less every day... I thought it was a squirrel..."

Back-to-back man Squirrel: Damn you.

Ling Xiaolu worried: "...I'm sorry, I don't know, you mind this so much... I can make it up!"

Ji Meng shook his head again, as if he didn't care about this matter at all.

The more he recalled, the more loopholes Ling Xiaolu exposed, he didn't seem to have deliberately concealed them at all, and he himself ignored them all.

"Why didn't I think of that before?"

"It's not your fault," Ling Xiaolu wanted to comfort him, "After all, not everyone is like my master..."

Mentioning his master, Ji Meng had another epiphany: "What is your mission? Is it to stimulate Lizheng's consumption?"

Ling Xiaolu looked confused: "Huh?"

Ji Meng quickly denied himself again: "Forget it, why would I ask you this question, you obviously don't know anything."

Ling Xiaolu: "..."

"Friend, I've told you everything about me, can you stop playing dumb with me?"

Ji Meng stood upright in front of him: "Have you ever asked yourself a philosophical question?"

Ling Xiaolu:?

"Who am I? Where am I from? Where am I going?"

Ling Xiaolu counted on his fingers: "...these are three questions!

"But do you have a question? Ask me this kind of question at a time like this?"

Ling Xiaolu thought that he would beat him up in a rage, and then ask him to form a contract with him unreasonably... This is in line with Ji Meng's personality, isn't it?

What kind of twist is suddenly discussing philosophy?

Ji Meng stood one meter away from him with a complicated expression.

"I really envy you, you don't know anything."

...You know a lot, but you say it!

Ji Meng didn't start, for fear that if he continued to watch him, he would break down emotionally.

"Sorry, I'm going offline first."

Ling Xiaolu was really stunned.

Ji Meng hesitated to speak: "... I remember today's Friday."

"Friday... what happened?"

"Every Friday night at 21:37, it's time for you to go offline to video call your parents."

"...You actually remember it so clearly."

"I originally set the alarm clock..." Ji Meng covered his eyes in pain again, "I should have thought about it a long time ago. I never log off, but log off at a fixed time every week. How can someone call their family members with such precision?" Time...why do you even consider the reason for system maintenance so humane."

Ling Xiaolu: Excuseme? ?

Zhenjiu and Lizheng were bored waiting at the door of Ji Meng's house, and neither of them wanted to leave first.

"Hey, Li Zheng." Zhen Jiu called the person on the other side.

Li Zheng glanced at him sitting on the ground indifferently.

"It's so boring to wait, come to learn from each other?"

"..."

Half an hour later, a passerby passed by.

The passerby hallucinated, and the passerby left.

The passer-by turned back again.

[World] Chu Fang: Please identify, am I blind?

[World] Jiangdong Jixuezi: Tell us, let us see how blind you are.

[World] Chu Fang: I saw Li Zheng and Zhenjiu fighting in front of Ji Meng's house.

[World] Ten years: Completely blind, identification completed.

[World] Little Hammer: All - this level is a bit shallow.

[World] Chu Fang: ... The name of the Great Demon King seems to be still golden.

[World] Ling Qifeng: It's really rude to conclude that people are blind!I think this situation may mean that you have hysteria.

[World] Lin Duidui: Aren't you the patient in the next bed to me?Why did you go to Dongye?

[World] Lu Mashoe: Why don't you send a live broadcast and let everyone go blind together?

[World] Chu Fang: [Live Video]

Soon, everyone in the server was blinded.

Ling Xiaolu slowly opened the door of Ji Meng's house, Li Zheng and Zhen Jiu, who were fighting inseparably just a second ago, stopped at the same time.

"Apprentice."

"Little brother, are you finally willing to come out to see me?"

Ling Xiaolu was confused and hesitant.

"Ji Meng... seems to be crazy."

……

The mad Ji Meng was with Chang Huanxi, Chang Huanxi was forcibly pulled off the line by Ji Meng, and the original words were to ask him to drink with him.

But since neither of them knew how to drink, Chang Huanxi dragged Ji Meng to the water bar, and kindly ordered a cup of pearl milk tea for him.

big cup!Go ice!Three points sweet!

"What terrible thing happened that made you think of drinking to drown your sorrows?"

This once-in-a-thousand-year situation can be ranked as the most unimaginable event in Ji Meng.

Ji Meng took a sip of milk tea hard and didn't speak.

There are not many people who can make Ji Meng have such big mood swings. Chang Huanxi only needs to guess in order: "Is it Lubi..."

"Don't mention Deerby."

Chang Huanxi: ...that's too easy to guess!

"I see! Brother Xiaolu must have brought Xiaolubi to live in his master's house!"

"..." Fortunately, the cup in his hand is made of glass, otherwise he would definitely be crushed by Ji Meng. What kind of devil is Chang Huanxi, who can kill every word of his heart.

"Thank you. After you said that, I actually think the previous question is acceptable."

Chang Huanxi: "..."

Is he so gifted with enlightenment?

"Brother, what is the problem, you tell me so I can find a way to help you solve it."

Ji Meng scribbled out from between his teeth: "A deer compares to it, it's not a human being."

Chang Huanxi:?

"It's an AI, a simulated AI, do you understand? Intelligent life!"

"Don't worry, don't worry," Chang Huanxi calmed him down, "Of course I know what AI is. Please speak slowly, what does Luby mean by AI?"

Ji Meng told Chang Huanxi everything he knew, including what Ling Xiaolu himself told.

"I didn't expect them to make up such a rich story background for AI. Even if they made it into a novel, it would be enough to write more than 30 words." Thinking about it, Ji Meng felt even sadder.

—how truly he believed that he was a human being, with parents, friends, and even an unlucky, unspeakable experience.

——If you tell him everything is false now, how sad will he be?

It took Chang Huanxi a long time to figure out the ins and outs of the whole incident.

"You mean, Brother Xiaolu is an AI developed by Xinshan's experiment? But he doesn't know he is an AI? He thinks he is just like everyone else, an ordinary...uh, there are some unusual players?"

Ji Meng nodded with difficulty.

"But all of this is just your guesswork. Do you have evidence?"

"He's been weird since I first met him. Likes to eat pet food, gets drunk on deer wine, regularly goes offline for maintenance... More obviously, it has a switch on the back of its neck, like many entities The kind of switch an AI would have."

"But if what he told you is the truth, can these be explained? Think again, is there anything else suspicious?"

"I don't want to recall," Ji Meng inserted his hands into his hair sadly, "I thought I had made a real friend, he even liked every post of mine, which has never been done by anyone before."

Chang Huanxi felt a chill in his heart: "It's over, it's over, the AI ​​is really hammering, how can a real person not block your circle of friends. It seems that it is not only an AI, but also an AI with a built-in one-click like applet..."

Ji Meng looked at him with complicated eyes: "You also blocked me?"

"..." Chang Huanxi patted him on the shoulder loyally, "Brother, don't talk about such a hurtful topic."

Ji Meng was hit even harder.

"But even if Brother Xiaolu is an AI, you don't have to be so sad..."

Ji Meng interrupted his enlightenment: "Not sad? Wouldn't you be sad if you knew Zero is AI?"

"Of course not, what's wrong with AI? It's 2415, AI is running all over the place, what's the difference between it and a real person?" Chang Huanxi said as a matter of course.

"But a buckby is incorporeal!"

"There is no entity, let Xinshan make one for you, it is not difficult for the current technology..." Chang Huanxi was suddenly enlightened, "You are wrong, the mission of Brother Xiaolu may not be to let Li Zheng recharge his money, it is It was developed for you!"

"for me?"

Chang Huanxi was very excited about her discovery: "Think about it, do you think Xiaolu is very special not long after you first met it?"

"...is... so what?"

"Because it is likely to be designed according to your preferences! And it knows how to get close to you! Why does it live in your house instead of Lizheng's? It spends more time with you, but it still stays with Lizheng How much time? It must be that the employees of Xinshan saw that you were bored playing games by yourself, so they specially designed an AI to accompany you!"

What he said was well-founded, and Ji Meng was almost convinced by him.

"Is that right?"

"They see that you go online every day just to play with your baby, so they simply make a smarter baby for you. You will treat it like a little deer brother, the talking Leilulu, and the grown-up little deer, and you will treat it like a baby Isn't it over?"

"But it has the intelligence of an adult."

"Then treat it better! You are an expert in raising pets! You don't care what kind of memory it has been implanted, otherwise why didn't it agree to its master and Master Zhenjiu, because it belongs to you!"

"But, but that feeling is different!"

"Is it nothing more than a friendship that transcends species? I understand," Chang Huanxi worried about her best friend, "What age is it? Don't live like an ancient man in the early 21st century. The man-machine that my mother chased There are more than 180 episodes of romantic dramas. If Xinshan can’t do it, I’ll introduce Netzero’s artificial intelligence team to you later, and I promise to make you a Lubi that is exactly the same as the one online, OK?”

Ji Meng drank the milk tea with a solemn expression, but didn't speak.

……

On the other side, on the rooftop, Ling Xiaolu was still wearing a scarf, making a video call with his mother.

It's been so long, and Ling Xiaolu's mother asked worriedly: "Son, did you have an operation, and you want to hide it from me and cover the wound?"

"...Mom, I think you have a big brain, I can't think of it even if I have my head opened."

"Or craniotomy? That's even more serious."

Ling Xiaolu: "..."

He scratched the yellow hair on the top of his head: "Mom, let me ask you a question, am I human?"

The mother in the video screen was stunned: "Oh my god, what's the problem?"

"If I'm a real human being, why aren't you all by my side?"

My mother was distressed: "Is it because your parents can't be with you, and you are so lonely that you start talking nonsense?"

"But our call time is really fixed, and I can't remember when was the last time I saw you."

"Are you juvenile dementia? Your dad and I didn't get on the boat when you were in junior high school. We still lived together?"

"But memories can be fake."

"..." Mom called out to the people around her, "It's over, it's over, his father, come and take a look, this kid is crazy."

The author has something to say: Ji Meng: Those who laugh at my stupidity, how do you judge that Lubi is really human?Is the author a human being?