A Race to (Be) The Top

On the way back in the car, Ji Meng looked out the window in silence.

The doctor's words lingered in his ears.

"...Nan Xun is not like this these days... Do you still remember why you would rather violate the rules and take risks to help her change her age, because you know that she may not wait for the day when she is 14 years old.

"Most people with this disease can't live to be ten years old... This is why Nan Xun's parents gave up on her. The disease is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that there is no hope. She can persist for so long. a kind of miracle...

"I am very grateful to you and Xinshan. If it weren't for you, she would never have had the opportunity to experience the outside world. It may be for this reason that she persisted until now."

The doctor patted Ji Meng on the shoulder: "Her time has come. You have done a good job, and she has worked hard. Don't blame yourself, she was not born in the era when her own illness can be cured, but technology can cure her in another way." One way compensated her. She didn't live in despair and you guys are doing great things."

……

Stepping into the Yanda campus again, Ling Xiaolu finally realized that being able to walk in the sun is a lucky thing in itself.

"Don't forget to call me next time you go."

"Aren't you sad after seeing the people there?" Ji Meng asked strangely.

"Sadness is certain, but I also have motivation." Ling Xiaolu's answer was beyond Ji Meng's expectation, "I'm going to class, how about you?"

He raised his hand and looked at the time, before Ji Meng could answer: "Oops, I'm going to be late for class!"

Ji Meng: "Then quickly..."

Before the voice finished speaking, Ling Xiaolu jumped over the obstacle nearby, and said "Contact again!" without looking back.

Unable to wait to slowly descend the steps, Ling Xiaolu jumped onto the handrail and slid to the end. After landing, he continued to run wildly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Ever since Ji Meng met him, it seems that this person has not walked the road of Yimapingchuan very seriously.

Does this guy need motivation?Electric Motor Da Jing would probably describe him accurately.

Ling Xiaolu got stuck and rushed into the classroom, moved sideways against the wall under the eyes of everyone, and quickly found an empty operating position.

The teacher in charge gave him a small warning in his eyes and began to teach.

"In this class, we learn a new type of synthetic material. In the first class, you can use the tools and instruments in front of you to perform arbitrary operations on the material body, and experience its hardness, toughness, texture, conductivity and other characteristics. Discuss its application areas and see if you can develop practical ideas..."

Ling Xiaolu carefully observed the cylinder in front of him, it was pure black, high density, hard but easy to cut.He tried cutting a facet, and the cross-section was still shiny.

He cut everything from east to west, and the materials in his hands gradually took shape.Ling Xiaolu didn't expect that he was quite talented in art, so he devoted himself to detailing the rough model.

"This classmate," the teacher passed by him who was meticulously carved, "do you still remember whether you are a student of the Department of Materials or the Department of Sculpture?"

Audience: "Hahahaha..."

Ling Xiaolu raised the semi-finished product in his hand: "Teacher, I want to see if this material can be finely carved."

"Really? Then tell everyone, what is this thing you carved?"

Ling Xiaolu introduced generously: "This is a statue of a guard! Look, teacher, here is the head of the guard, here are his kneeling limbs, and his sword..."

"Hahahaha..." The classmates laughed together.

The teacher waved his hand speechlessly: "All right, all right, whatever you want."

The classmate next door came over: "Ling Xiaolu, what are you doing as a guard? Besides, why can't I see that you are a guard?"

"Then what do you look like?"

"Um, a sitting...big cat?"

"Is there such a difference?" Ling Xiaolu fully suspected that there was something wrong with the other party's eyes.

"No, no, I think it's a stone lion." The students on the other side also joined in the discussion.

"...You two are the same!"

"But why do you want to carve it yourself?"

"That's right, pull a model in the computer, and use the engraving machine to produce the finished product in a few seconds."

"What do you know?" Ling Xiaolu held the statue in his arms, rejecting their kindness, "The works carved by yourself have souls!"

After the two operation lessons were over, Ling Xiaolu admired his works with satisfaction.

The description of the statue of the unknown guard in the game is - unspeakable love.

This is the real purpose of his production.

When he was sculpting, he had that person in his heart, and put his love into it.

Ling Xiaolu slipped out of the teaching building with the gift he carefully prepared, thinking about making up a reason and sending it out reasonably.

With this thought, it was past dinner time, and Ling Xiaolu realized that he hadn't eaten yet, and Ji Meng didn't take the initiative to look for him.

"This person," Ling Xiaolu took out his mobile phone to send a text message, "If you take the initiative, we will have a story. If you don't take the initiative... Am I going to let the eunuch get rid of this story?"

Ling Xiaolu: The operation class is so tiring, I have been on it until now!Did you have meal?

Waited for several minutes for a reply.

Ji Meng: I have something to do.do not wait for me.

What's the matter, are you playing a game?

Ling Xiaolu looked at the bracelet, and decided to cultivate feelings in the third dimension.

Ling Xiaolu: I have to eat even if I have something to do. What do you want to eat?I'll take it to you!

After a few minutes

Ling Xiaolu: If you don't tell me, I just bought it casually, the kind of blind selection of buns from the second canteen!

ten minutes later

Ling Xiaolu: I'm outside your bedroom, why don't you open the door when I knock?

Ling Xiaolu: If you don't open the door, I will go in by myself.

Ling Xiaolu: Your door is unlocked, I entered, I hope you are dressed!

Ling Xiaolu pushed open the door cautiously, and the electronic equipment more than one meter high took his attention away.

He has seen this kind of instrument. In the modern era when intelligent AI is relatively popular, it is an AI model editor that claims to be easy for non-professionals to use.

It has a large number of built-in human and even non-human materials, and anyone can create the AI ​​appearance they want.

Of course, there is a huge barrier between creation and realization—if you want to transform the designed appearance into a real thing, you need to pay extremely expensive production costs.

This is just making it out, not including voice implants, personality implants, neural connections, etc...

If the production of AI is listed as a whole plan, then it can only complete less than 5% of the work at the beginning of the whole plan.

Now that such a miraculous device appeared in Ji Meng's dormitory, Ling Xiaolu would definitely not think that he was helping to improve the crawler robot in the second canteen.

In the 360-degree panoramic screen, there is a male human model that is almost the same height as him - Asian body proportions, blond hair, and flexible limbs...

Ling Xiaolu would like to thank Ji Meng for putting on a pair of shorts for him, saving him from the embarrassment of seeing himself naked when he turned around.He'd bet those shorts that the unfinished model on the screen was himself.

Although this person does not yet have any facial features, just like a mannequin in a clothing store window.But at this level, how could Ling Xiaolu fail to guess what Ji Meng wanted to do?

"classmate?"

Ji Meng "closed his eyes and rested his mind" on the chair, the ring on his hand was shining brightly.

Strange, why didn't the system remind him of a visitor?

Ling Xiaolu remembered that Xinshan's peripherals had this monitoring function, otherwise, if he was a villain who broke into a house and raped someone before he was not prepared, then it would be... How cool.

"Student, wake up, and—"

Ji Meng woke up abruptly, panting heavily with his mouth open, not like going offline normally, but as if being chased by a giant beast and forced to go offline urgently.

Ling Xiaolu was taken aback: "What's wrong with you?"

Just as he was about to reach out to comfort him, he was reflexively blocked by the back of his right hand, as if his left arm had experienced severe pain and could not be touched.

Ling Xiaolu looked down nervously, his arm skin was intact, without any scars, and he didn't know why he reacted so aggressively.

Ji Meng didn't recognize Ling Xiaolu until this moment, and he tried his best to suppress his emotions.

"Why are you here?"

"I sent you a message, but you didn't reply to me," Ling Xiaolu was still very worried about him, "Are you okay? You were in a scary state just now."

Ji Meng grabbed the mobile phone next to him and took a look. There were indeed several text messages on it that he had ignored.

"It's okay." He threw the phone back again, "I just logged in and out of the game, and it won't cause real harm."

Ling Xiaolu was dubious: "Really?"

Of course he knew that games would not cause harm to people, but Ji Meng's reaction just now was also very real.

Ji Meng has completely calmed down, he touched his unharmed arm: "Don't worry."

Ling Xiaolu put the things in his hand on his desk.

"I came to bring you dinner, and I didn't intend to see you doing this... You promised Nan Xun so vowedly that you would bring that back. That's why you planned to use this method? Make a dummy?"

Ji Meng glanced at the model calmly: "Yes."

"Aren't you lying to her? The dummy has no memory."

"The memory of AI can be implanted."

Ling Xiaolu was choked: "You not only lied to her, but you also lied to yourself! It's not true, what's the use of being a substitute?"

"Because he is not a real person. He is a virtual AI that doesn't even have an entity."

Ling Xiaolu slapped the table heavily, which surprised Ji Meng.

"Why are you so excited?"

"Because you think you're stupid? Even if you clone an AI, can it be the same as the previous one? Did you fall for his face or his charisma?"

Although the face is not bad.

Ji Meng frowned: "This is my business."

He made it clear that Ling Xiaolu was not qualified to take care of Ji Meng's affairs, but in fact, after thinking about it, Ling Xiaolu did not have the right to take care of Ji Meng's affairs.

"Then it's up to you if you like fakes, anyway, to you, they are all virtual babies in the game, just like Leilulu, if this one is gone, you can make another one.

"Don't just make one, you don't need money, make more, and open a harem later."

Ling Xiaolu's fierce reaction was beyond Ji Meng's expectation. If it was just an ordinary classmate relationship, there was no need for him to say such cynicism, or even jealousy. Ji Meng had a guess in his mind.

"You...are you treating me..."

Ling Xiaolu was taken aback. Could it be that he accidentally expressed his true thoughts just now?

His reaction seemed to further confirm Ji Meng's guess. Seeing that Ji Meng was about to refuse in the next sentence, Ling Xiaolu jumped up like a furry rabbit, and denied it first:

"Nonsense, I don't have any thoughts about you at all! You think too much!"

Ji Meng stared at him with inquiry in his eyes, Ling Xiaolu couldn't get angry when he saw it.

"You can do whatever you like, it has nothing to do with me! Let's go!"

"Wait a minute!" Ji Meng called to stop him.

Ling Xiaolu's breathing was stagnant, and he didn't dare to turn his head.

Ji Meng handed over the statue of the guard left on the table: "Your stone lion has fallen."

"..."

Stone lion, I think you look like a stone lion!Do you want to introduce you to my classmates and let you get married!

Ji Meng was inexplicably stared at by Ling Xiaolu who turned around.

"No more! I'll send you off!" He said fiercely.

Ji Meng holding the stone lion: "..."

Ling Xiaolu slammed the door and left, Ji Meng re-examined the things in his hand.

It's not a stone lion, is it a Pixiu?