Five people want to attack me [Interstellar]

On the second day, Qin Lang entered the prison's residential area with the permission certificate in hand.

Prison No. 0289 is large, but Qin Lang has gone through the basic internal structure. The only place he didn't go was the living area of ​​the prison members. The last time he went, he was stopped by IS.

This time, the silver-haired officer came down from the tower, checked Qin Lang's certificate of permission, "You passed," Iss entered the certificate of permission into his quantum terminal, and the man in black military uniform had a silent and compelling aura. , "Let's go, I'll take you into the No. [-] residential area."

"It's troublesome." Qin Lang carried a few gifts and followed Iss, watching the silver-haired officer swipe his card to open the door, revealing the wide white passage inside.

"What are you carrying?" Yisi didn't look at him, and after swiping his card, he walked side by side with Qin Lang in the wide white passageway enough for ten hovering vehicles to parallel, and asked coldly.

"This?" Qin Lang raised the gift in his hand, "This is a meeting gift for No. [-]. When you come to visit, you must bring some gifts."

The silver-haired officer was silent for a while. "... Where's mine?" His voice was very low and light, but there was a pathetic grievance.

Qin Lang fell into silence.He thought he had heard wrong.If you heard me right, it was too scary.

Looking up at Yisi with a cold expression, the other person's expression is always cold, and there is no trace of grievance or other expressions.

"...Mr. Hurn, what did you just say?" I must have misheard, or I misheard the meaning of the other party's words.Qin Lang resolutely hypnotized himself, he couldn't have heard Is Huen speaking in that tone...absolutely impossible!

"It's nothing, I just said," the tone was as indifferent as ever, and a trace of annoyance flashed in Yisi's dark red pupils, "You also came to visit me."

In other words, what about my gift?Why not mine?

This time Qin Lang accurately got the meaning of Yi Si.That's right, despite the different tone and words, the silver-haired officer was indeed asking him for a gift.It's just that the tone now is much better than the pitiful tone just now.

"... I still have it. If you want it, I will send it to you when I have time." Qin Lang said to Yi Si, "It's just not something valuable, it's very common..."

"It's okay," Iss interrupted him directly, with a crisp tone, "Thank you."

"It's good that you don't dislike it," Qin Lang smiled, and walked beside Iss, "I am also very grateful for you accompanying me back to Yiwen Town and taking care of me."

Qin Lang also thought about what to send to the officer to express his gratitude, but he gave up after thinking about it. There are not many things he can show, and the other party may not necessarily like it.

It can be seen from the aura between Is Huen's gestures and gestures that the other party's usual status and treatment will not be low.Qin Lang couldn't even show such an ordinary thank you gift.

At this time they had already reached the end of the passage, where there were rows of suspension vehicles parked there, all with silver casings, Qin Lang didn't know the model, but also knew that the price should be astonishing.

"It's nothing." Yisi opened a floating car door, motioned for Qin Lang to get in the car first, followed him to get in the car, and set the route. "I also had a very pleasant vacation."

"You know." Leaning on the seat, the silver-haired man casually tapped the gemstone cufflinks on his wrist with one hand, and said in a smug and lazy tone, "Many people in the prison don't have this kind of treatment... Heh .”

The upbeat ending sound at the end is meaningful and boring/sexy to the point of explosion.

Qin Lang thought for a while, and felt that he was not very good at communicating with people, otherwise, how could he not understand what Mr. Huen meant—of course, the brain circuits of the two of them seemed to be not right all the time.

After spending two days together in the small town of Yiwen, the two of them were finally able to talk to each other in the car.

The suspension car drove very fast and arrived at the destination in a short time. Iss got out of the car first and opened the door on his side for Qin Lang.

Somewhat unaccustomed to Yi Si's actions, seeing the silver-haired officer take it for granted, Qin Lang still wisely said nothing, "Are you here?"

"Well, just walk up from here." The silver-haired officer pointed to the white stairs in front, "After you enter the range area, No. [-] will sense it, send me a message when you are about to leave, and I will come to pick you up. "

Qin Lang thanked him again, took the gift he had prepared, and walked up the stairs in front of him.

The structure here is different from other places Qin Lang saw before.

Looking at the seemingly endless stairs ahead, Qin Lang felt as if he was on the way to heaven.Even though he doesn't believe in any religion.

The stairs are very wide, enough for more than 20 people to walk side by side. There are no guardrails on both sides, but are wrapped in white mist, and there is a white mist above the head, which really looks like walking on the clouds.

Qin Lang walked for a while, still wondering how long he had to walk, when the stairs in front of him broke off suddenly, and he stood alone at the end.

"Qin Lang, welcome to my area." The water-blue boy stood at the very end, with no expression on his white porcelain face, and his blue eyes were like the sky, reflecting the white mist above him like a dream. magical.

The boy's voice was still weird, as if it was mechanically synthesized.And he was wearing a well-fitting black suit and tie, which was a complete gentleman's attire.

Qin Lang heaved a sigh of relief, walked up to No. [-], and handed him the gift in his hand, "Hi, it's my first visit, I brought some greetings, please don't dislike it." Although No. [-] looks like a child, it may be because he is not very With the same personality, Qin Lang rarely treats him as a child.

The little boy paused, stretched out his hand, took the gift box in Qin Lang's hand, and took a look, it was matcha shortbread.

"Thank you very much." After saluting sternly, the aqua-blue boy said seriously, "Return the salute soon."

"No, no, no need," Qin Lang was frightened, and quickly waved his hands, "No need, I came to visit, and I needed to bring gifts."

Ordinary people might take such words as a joke, but Qin Lang knew very well that the other party definitely didn't mean it as a joke. Rather, he didn't know how to joke at all.

"This way..." The blue boy obviously hesitated, Qin Lang noticed that his water-blue eyes seemed to be hollow, but he quickly returned to normal, "I understand, I will bring it with me next time I visit. gift."

"...Don't mention this, let's talk while walking? What is the game you said before?" Feeling that he couldn't reason with the other party with such useless words, Qin Lang decisively chose to change the subject.

Talking to such a simple child is also very hard, Qin Lang has a deep understanding of this, the other party is too well-behaved, believe every word he says...the pressure is a bit heavy.

"Well, there is a problem." Qin Lang clumsily changed the topic obediently, and the blue-haired boy led him forward, "I'm a little troubled, I always feel that the data of the model I made is wrong."

"...Sorry? I don't quite understand, what is model data?" Qin Lang was stunned, "It's just a game...do you need this?"

A tilted his head, showing a pensive look. "I don't know how to explain it. Anyway, just follow me and take a look."

With the presence of A, the stairs had reached the end at some point, and when Qin Lang reached the end, he was completely stunned.

"This..." Qin Lang was shocked to see all kinds of cute little animals like a game screen in front of him, and was so shocked that he lost his voice, "My God..."

In front of Qin Lang is the game that he played for a long time and played hundreds of levels.

As if he had traveled through time, Qin Lang is now leaving the screen. Standing in front of this game, he can see the furry and living animals in each grid, and even a small animal is playing lazily. yawn!

"Well, this is the model I built." A's tone was very calm, and he stepped forward, only then did Qin Lang notice that there was actually a small virtual screen in front of the game.

"....I have only seen virtual games for real experience, the kind of fighting, or simulating life," Qin Lang sighed, and walked to A's side, "You are really amazing, you can make all the fun gone."

This kind of immersive game is not uncommon on Xingwang, and the top-ranked games are basically like this, but like this, it is rare to be able to make all the ancient Xiaoxiaole, let alone A alone .

He is just a child, why should he be such a genius.

"It's not perfect yet." A gave up the position to Qin Lang, motioning him to look at the screen, "This game has an end, I need to set up the end data simulation, but the uploaded data is incomplete."

It sounded very high-end, but I didn't understand a single word.

"It's already very good," Qin Lang encouraged, his eyes slipped unconsciously from the screen to the little furry animals in mid-air, and he didn't realize how eager his eyes were, "It all looks good... Very good."

The teenager who was concentrating on studying the code on the screen seemed to have noticed something, and turned his attention to the distracted black-haired young man next to him.

The blue eyes gradually became hollow, and the blue-haired boy whispered, "Calculated data... The eager component is 23.2%, the longing component is 52.6%, the depressive component is 22.8%, and the unknown component is 1.4%..."

"What are you talking about?" Qin Lang reluctantly pulled his eyes back, and heard the little boy next to him muttering something in a low voice.

"The calculation is over, it's nothing." The water-blue boy had no expression on his face. He lowered his head and manipulated on the virtual screen, and drew a paragraph of codes that Qin Lang didn't know with his dexterous fingers.

Qin Lang watched blankly from the side as he did this, watched the water-blue boy leave the screen with his fingers, and finally tapped the screen.

The next moment, Qin Lang felt the combination of heaven and hell - he was overwhelmed by the hair balls falling from the sky.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!" Qin Lang was shocked and sat on the ground in embarrassment, his glasses were also knocked crooked, his vision was blurred, and he could only see large groups of milky yellow or Milky white hair balls - they are still desperately rubbing against Qin Lang's body, the warm and fluffy touch feels great.

Qin Lang sat on the ground with complicated emotions, letting the hair ball rub against his body, just when he was at a loss, a small white hand reached out and helped him put on his glasses.

"...Thank you." Having glasses is like having the whole world. Only then can Qin Lang clearly see the surrounding environment, as well as the dozen or so hair balls around him.

The water-blue boy standing in front of him looked at him expressionlessly, stretched out his hand, picked up a milky white dumpling from the ground, and rubbed its hair, "Do you like it?"

"...What?" Qin Lang's attention was all on the little hair ball all over his body, and a small white ball came down from his head. Qin Lang squeezed it lightly, and felt that the hand felt really good.

The light blue boy standing in front of him showed a rare troubled look in his eyes. He moved his fingers slightly, and a few of the little hairballs that were climbing vigorously on the black-haired youth fell off, and the ones that had just climbed onto his legs fell off. The little hairball also quickly climbed down, ran to Qin Lang obediently, and sat in a row looking at him.

Qin Lang: ....My heart is almost melted.

"Do you want to get up?" The blue-haired boy stretched out his hand, and spread his white palm flat in front of Qin Lang.

"No need, I can get up by myself." Qin Lang couldn't let a child pull him up, put his hands on the ground, stood up all of a sudden, and clapped his hands, "That...you made this?"

After finally pulling his mind away from the beauty of the hair balls, Qin Lang suddenly realized the key point. All these small balls fell after the blue boy in front of him wrote the code. This surprise is too great .

"Yeah." No. [-] nodded directly, staring at Qin Lang with light blue eyes, which were cold and inorganic blue, "Do you like it?"

The author has something to say: A’s identity has almost come out, and the contrast is so cute =￣ω￣=

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