Euthanasia

Jon's office is almost entirely his style.The walls of the entire room were painted in strange colors, and the furnishings inside made Liu Zhiwei feel as if he had fallen into an Alice rabbit hole.When Jon arranged for Liu Zhiwei to sit down, Liu Zhiwei kept looking at the strange animal ornaments on his desk.

“Every once in a while I need to add a few more pieces,” Jon said, “for their contest gifts.”

"What competition?"

"I told you," Jon said, "sometimes when there's nothing I don't want, I'll send them a peanut."

Liu Zhiwei: "..."

Jon took Liu Zhiwei around casually: "There is my lounge at the back, where I can sleep, shower, and entertain, but because I don't have Andy, I rarely use it."

Liu Zhiwei walked around his lounge in amazement, and found that it was almost a magnificent noble bedroom.

"William had someone design it for me," Jon said. "I mean Prince William, who almost made my drawing room look like Hogwarts."

Jon went out again and sat in a place that made him feel more comfortable: "How do you feel?"

"...Excellent." That's all Liu Zhiwei could say.

"Nothing else?" Jon looked at Liu Zhiwei with wide eyes.

Liu Zhiwei under great pressure: "...your employees are very kind."

"What else?" Jon looked a little dissatisfied.

"...You did a very - great thing. You are great." Liu Zhiwei looked at Jon's face and said.

"I feel like I just built a building block." Jon said with a straight face.

"You created a world, Jon!" Liu Zhiwei said immediately, "I mean, I can see the development of the next ten years here in microcosm. You created a dream for yourself. I-I can almost Filming here!"

Jon's face improved a bit, and he took out a bottle of red wine from the refrigerator beside him.Liu Zhiwei saw it and immediately said: "Oh no, no alcohol, it's already too much..."

Knowing that he remembered yesterday, Jon suddenly laughed, and took out two more cans of Coke: "What about this one?"

"This is good." Liu Zhiwei caught the Coke thrown by Jon.

"At least I built a good building block." Jon joked to himself, "Did you know that the world's information flows into this building? If you imagine from the perspective of real space, nearly a quarter of the world One person is using our system, and countless data flows into the processing center of the hurricane every day for data classification and conversion. We know everyone's preferences from big data, analyze future trends, analyze the economy, analyze Demographics, analyzing presidential turnout . . . this building block is the world in microcosm."

Liu Zhiwei was completely ignorant of these before, but after being with Jon, he continued to receive relevant knowledge.But before that, he had no realistic concept of all this.His year had passed like a fairytale, and because of that, he didn't have any tangible, realistic understanding of what Jon was really up to.

Now standing on the 670-foot building, looking at the whole of Manhattan, he suddenly felt a more sci-fi and incredible feeling than the strange interior facilities he had seen before.

His husband is a giant in this world.

Liu Zhiwei opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be blocked by something.

Jon was like a king, landing in front of him, leaving his kingdom to live with Liu Zhiwei in a Chinese apartment building of more than 100 square meters.

He abbreviated these things he created—a nice building block.

"Jon...you—all this is really incredible." Liu Zhiwei said.

Jon opened the Coke and asked seriously, "Is it true that you want to make a movie here?"

Liu Zhiwei froze for a moment: "I just..." Jon said that very few media could enter the Hurricane Building to film the interior, and Liu Zhiwei thought it was for keeping secret.

"When do you plan to shoot?" Jon continued, "I think this building is too useless, neither as a filming location for Iron Man nor as an Ant-Man... Ha! Finally!"

Liu Zhiwei: "..." He suddenly had a feeling that maybe a movie director had visited here before...

Jon was not happy for a long time. A woman appeared by the door and knocked on the door with her finger: "Finally, the king comes back."

Jon's face drooped when he heard the other party's voice.He reluctantly taunted: "Hereyougo, troublemaker."

Liu Zhiwei looked at the capable woman in bewilderment.The woman was wearing a decent suit skirt, with short silver hair and light silver-gray eyes, which reminded Liu Zhiwei of Glacier.

"Zeo, this is Mona." Jon reluctantly introduced to Liu Zhiwei.

The other party stretched out his hand and shook hands with Liu Zhiwei.Liu Zhiwei found that the other party was almost as tall as him.

"Hello, Zeo, I've known you for a long time." Mona smiled coolly at Liu Zhiwei, then turned to Jon, "When do you plan to have a meeting?"

"Look, the meaning of my life is to hold meetings." Jon said coolly to Liu Zhiwei.

"You leave a mess and expect someone else to clean it up for you," Mona said. "Now that you're finally here, I hope you at least behave better with your husband."

"I'm showing my husband a hurricane."

"As chief—then you should do your duty in the Hurricane."

Jon couldn't refute Mona, and aimed at Liu Zhiwei while the other party was staring.

"I don't want to disturb your work," Liu Zhiwei said immediately, "You should go."

Mona raised an eyebrow at Jon.

All Jon could say was, "Well, what guys are waiting for me?"

"Old rascals," Mona said, "they've been sitting in conference rooms since you stepped into the building."

Jon left the room while talking, before he walked out of Liu Zhiwei's sight, Jon turned his head and said to Liu Zhiwei: "Zeo, you can go anywhere, your information has been entered, you can go in any door you want The door I want to go in..."

"Preferably not our archives."

"Hey, I have no secrets from him..."

Liu Zhiwei watched Jon being dragged away by Mona, he finally had a weird feeling of being stripped.He and this place are two worlds.When Jon was there, he didn't feel alienated, but when Jon left this space, he became a completely strange intruder.

Liu Zhiwei walked a few steps in Jon's office, touching his little ornaments.He didn't want to leave Jon's room, other places were too foreign to him.

Just as Liu Zhiwei was trying to turn a floating alarm clock on Jon's desk, a head poked out from the door: "Zeo—" the other party knocked on the door.

Liu Zhiwei almost dropped the alarm clock to the ground: "It's me, I mean, who are you... Rick?"

Then two more people leaned out from the door: "It's him."

"And us."

Rick said to him, "Would you like to come play with us?"

Half an hour later, Liu Zhiwei sat at a desk in the pink core technology department and turned on the computer.Almost all the programmers in the Doing Nothing group gathered around him.

"That's right, this game is very simple... Put on the equipment, yes, pick up this gun... Oh, AK's bullets are not enough, I suggest using a machine gun."

"Are you kidding, this will increase his load, he still has at least 3000 meters to run!"

"We need a car."

"We need a tank, I saw that tank..."

"Idiot, there is someone on that tank!"

"Shit, it's those guys, run Zeo!"

The screen in front of Liu Zhiwei was gray and white, and it displayed: YOUDIE.

"Oh!" Everyone shouted.

"Who are those guys?" Liu Zhiwei was a little confused.

"You know 'Jedi Tournament' is a rivalry game," Roger said, "almost all the programmers are playing it, and it's actually Jonathan's team that made it—"

"Nonsense, we wrote the script."

"The art is done by them—"

"Sports is what we write."

"them……"

Rick couldn't help but said: "Hey, hey, shutdown, in short, this game was written by Jonathan and Jon's team. Although it is an unlisted game, almost all relevant programmers will join. Although it has become It’s huge, and it eats up a lot of storage space for Hurricane and T-Rex, but since the account is only available by invitation, we can still play happily in it.”

"I think what you say is disgusting." Roger couldn't help saying.

"Other games are easily affected by the commercial influence of player customers," Peter on the side explained to Liu Zhiwei, "but 'Jedi Contest' is a completely free internal game, and our rules are also very simple. All participants have more or less Programming experience, every month participants will choose to join a camp, the two biggest camps are 'Hurricane' and 'T-Rex', the winning camp will get a power to find game bugs and write new weapons or new settings."

"Cheating, basically," Dan interjected.

"But since the game has been in operation for a long time, almost all the bugs that can be found have been found, so the difficulty of the game is getting more and more difficult. The Tyrannosaurus Rex won last month, but they have not been able to find the bug so far."

"If you fail to find the bug within 36 hours, you will lose this right, and we have already found a new bug. As long as we win once, we will be able to open a new cheat this month!" Jerry said excitedly.

"We wouldn't have lost to T-Rex last month if you hadn't programmed a useless bouncing jet last time," Dan said to Jerry.

"Hey! But that's cool! It's almost a flying machine!"

"What's the difference between an uncontrollable aircraft and courting death?" Roger rolled his eyes.

Peter held back the topic, and explained to Liu Zhiwei: "We can't design aircraft and other flying equipment, and the airspace limit is 100 meters high. Everyone has three lives per month, and you still have two now."

Liu Zhiwei had no interest in games at first, but with so many eyes looking at him, he could only sit in front of the computer and play for a while.However, the control of the game is not easy. There are only a few keys on the keyboard, but he has to control all actions and weapons to deal with attackers from all directions.

"Can I get used to it first?" Liu Zhiwei said, "It's a test of finger coordination."

"No problem," Peter said, "I have two lives left, and you can use them as you like, and if I die completely, you can use Roger's."

"Me? What no...I mean I just got the new one—I..."

Liu Zhiwei smiled: "Don't worry, I'm just playing around."