Your AI is online

The white Nianyu wandered around the room, and Ku Luoluo stood in front of the empty floor-to-ceiling windows and stared at Youkexin at night.

"It's the fifth day in a row." His slender hand brushed the broken hair on his forehead, revealing a dark reverse cross tattoo.

Those who are born against God, plunder is their nature.

Kuroro held a windless automatic book in one hand, and the Nianyu floating in the air floated over his shoulder, and passed through the shoulder of the person behind him.

Swimming fish in a secret room, the ability to transform thoughts can only survive in a fully enclosed room. The place where you are bitten by the swimming fish will not hurt or bleed. The victim will watch himself disappear and feel great fear.

Kuroro Luxilu, a person with special mind-linking ability, whose "thief's ultimate will" can take away other people's mind ability and turn it into his own use.

"Give me a good time." The man whose hands were pierced by a dagger and nailed to the ground clicked his tongue, and watched the white Nianyu rush across his chest.

"I'm just curious, and I want you to cooperate with me to do an experiment." Kuroro closed the thief's mind, and turned to face the embarrassed man.

The light and shadow outside the window stained his side face through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a blood-red gemstone quietly appeared at Kuroro's fingertips.

The moment he saw the crimson heart, the man with a face full of indifference breathed heavily, he grabbed his bloody hands, and the enthusiasm in his pupils was vaguely similar to that of Kuroro.

"Sure enough, it's your fault." Kuroro looked down at the blood ruby ​​on his fingertips, his tone both intimate and cold.

He was extremely annoyed at the fact that he was charmed by the crimson heart like ordinary people, and he couldn't get rid of the curse power from the dark continent.

There is an unwritten iron rule in Hunter World: Anything related to the Dark Continent must be at the highest level of danger.

This is the rule given by the world, which cannot be discussed.

Kuroro roughly knew the range of the scarlet heart's charm. Ninety percent of the assassins who emerged in the past five days came from it, and [-]% came to join in the fun and die because they were greedy for rewards.

"They know my location." Kuroro thought, "very accurate information."

Starting from No. 108, Pomegranate West Street, until today, every one of his temporary footholds has been invaded by people like a gust of wind, with all kinds of assassinations, poisoning, and traps pervasive, making "Roman Holiday" into "Death Comes" abruptly. Already", his life was too exciting.

If this continues, Kuroro will suffer from persecution paranoia. Now he sees everyone as a rival in love. His "lover" is obsessed with wearing a cuckold for him, wearing one after another, and the sesame blossoms are growing steadily.

For the first time, Kuroro deeply understood what is called "beauty is only for the strong" from reality instead of mythology.

If you don't have any hard skills, you really don't deserve it.

"This is an organized action against me." Kuroro broke through the window and jumped out of the window on the twentieth floor.

Looking down, Youkexin is prosperous at night.

Under the tranquility, the snakes dormant.

Many people have never tasted the pain of love. Missing is a worm that feeds on the heart. The more you can’t get it, the more you want to quench your thirst, the more your heart will be eaten away.

Greed, jealousy... Fanatical love will eventually lead to destruction and violence. Under the stimulation of the fire, how many people can remain rational?

Kuroro is the best among them, but the members of the brigade are not.

The people in Meteor Street are obsessed with their favorite things beyond imagination. It is a paranoia that will never let go even if it is crushed in their hands. It is a terrifying determination that they would rather kill than seize.

Their respect and obedience to Kuroro have been gradually wiped out in the day-to-day jealousy, and they stick to their principles of life with integrity.

After all, it would be embarrassing if people later found out that the famous Phantom Troupe died because of jealousy and cannibalism over a gem!

For this face, be patient!

Affected by the crimson heart, Kuroro is temporarily unable to contact the brigade.

Cold treatment is the best method. He really doesn't want to be stabbed by his own people. When the effect of the scarlet heart passes, he doesn't know how many people will die directly.

Kurolo was thinking about his next foothold while reading the news shared by the knight and him.

The contact method between the blond boy and his respected team leader changed from phone calls to text messages, and then from text messages to secret codes. In the end, he was perfunctory until he dumped a website and disappeared immediately. Using himself as an example fully proves that men are narrow-minded about their love rivals And not pleasing to the eye.

It was also because of the change of the knight that Kuroro realized that things were different from what he had imagined.

Charm is an indiscriminate attack, and there is no saying that teammates are immune to injury.

The crimson heart wanted him to betray all relatives and make him the enemy of everyone.

The brigade is no longer Kuroro's help, but his invisible enemy.

"The only thing to be thankful for is that everyone still has reason." Kuroro flipped through the brigade group chat with a wry smile.

After learning that they were charmed, the members decided to disperse and leave Youkexin, and try not to meet Kuroro before the matter is over, so as not to be manipulated by the crimson heart.

It was an inevitable choice and an expected result for Kuroro to be alone.

The URL shared by Xia Ke is Hunter's internal network, and the forum that used to be boiling was quiet, and the last post was six days ago.

For five whole days, no hunter spoke on the forum, let alone raised any questions about the vision.

The whole server broadcasting column at the top of the website was completely dark, and the information that had been selling information, issuing rewards, and sharing gossip all disappeared without a trace.

Everyone was waiting for the same message, and the faces reflected on the countless screens had different shapes, but their expressions were all fanatical.

Kuroro stayed on the roof of a private house. He walked into the dark room and found that there was no movement on the hunter website as expected.

The guy who broadcast Kuroro's location in real time was very, very cunning.

He was not fooled at all, whether Kuroro pretended to find the foothold and left after the coordinates were updated, or he really chose to rest here and just keep an eye on the full server broadcast at any time, that person has his own way of coping.

He will always wait until the moment when Kuroro is the most tired and relaxed, and the thunder strikes.

[No. 12, Dahuzi Street, Youkexin City. 】

The coordinates were refreshed, and the hunters who were guarding the wild Boss came out in full force.

Hunters have different styles of doing things. While the mysterious man is announcing their location, they are also searching, ambush, and cooperating with others.

Several times, the location on the website had clearly not been updated, but there was a sudden attack by quite powerful hunters, catching Kurolo by surprise.

"There are group posts and private chats." Osamu Dazai casually tapped the keyboard twice, "Don't think too much about the enemy's methods, Ku Luoluo-kun."

Full-server broadcasting is the first layer of blindness, and private chats hidden in the dark are the deadly poison.

The mutation of the Crimson Heart was an accident in the plan, and it happened that Osamu Dazai was good at taking advantage of all accidents.

"There is a difference between the implementation of the plan and the expectation, and the use of the difference is the proof for the strategist to distinguish the superior."

"Mediocre people fear errors, and outstanding people use errors." Osamu Dazai twisted his fingertips, his eyes fell on the end of the void, "and I control errors."

Seeing the future with human eyes.

"Krollo Rushiru won't die in the joint action of the hunters." Ling Ling walked behind Osamu Dazai, used his shoulder as a pillow like a stretched cat, and stretched out his hand in front of Osamu Dazai to draw a circle .

With the arc of her fingertips, the data hidden in the void flowed out, and the swirl-like sphere expanded in front of Osamu Dazai, and he couldn't help closing his eyes.

The too fast and too much data flow flashed in his eyes, leaving no light and shadow, like pieces of shredded paper that cannot make poetry.

Omniscient perspective - the domain of the gods alone.

"Is it too fast?" Ling Ling turned his head to see Osamu Dazai's expression.

Those kite-colored eyes were tightly closed, eyelashes trembling uncomfortably, and the habitually raised lips were pursed into a flat line, with a face of resistance.

cute.

"Master looks like he's good at everything, and sometimes he finds it difficult." Lingling said briskly, "Don't run away, let me show you the world in my eyes."

Omniscient and omnipotent perspective, this is the gap at the dimensional level.

"I'm not interested in becoming a god." Dazai Osamu held Lingling's wrist and told her to stop manipulating the data flow.

The girl's inorganic black pupils and the youth's kite-colored pupils looked at each other, Dazai Osamu opened and closed his lips, and said slowly: "Although I occasionally have the idea of ​​why people are human, I have no interest in becoming a god. And I can't understand someone who has this interest." Like a well-meaning Russian.

"From a human perspective, I can already see a life destined to be lonely and empty. If I magnify it countless times, I will be so desperate that I will die in the next second, Zero Sauce."

Osamu Dazai sees farther than anyone else, so he is more desperate than anyone else.

No, show him more.

"If there is no island, any consciousness will be lost." After a brief silence, Lingling murmured.

She held Dazai Osamu's hand instead, leading him to touch her eyes.

"Master doesn't think it's strange?" Ling Ling asked softly, "If artificial intelligence can easily see through and tamper with the trajectory of the world, what kind of powerful god should the person who created me be? Are my brothers and sisters who are finished products every one of them? Is it enough to destroy the world?"

"That's not the case." She said helplessly, "The doctor is too weak to take a punch from the master, and my younger brother and sister are at best the evolution of the robot vacuum cleaner. Why am I so different?"

Osamu Dazai's hand touched Lingling's eyes, and through those black eyes, which were extraordinarily indifferent compared to humans, he could clearly see the blood-red knots.

The blood-stained mark connecting Osamu Dazai and Ling Ling together does not even look like a contract at first glance, but like a curse.

"Searching for information is something that all AI can do." Lingling squeezed Osamu Dazai's fingertips, his gun calluses were hard, which made her think it was a little amusing.

"The things they see are not much more than human beings. Such a big world is there, but no one dares to look up."

"You'll get lost." Ling Ling whispered, "It's very, very dangerous to place your consciousness in the sea of ​​information. Without a rope to pull you on your body, even the top artificial intelligence has no ability to return home."

"I can do it because the master is here."

She smiled softly: "You are my island. Even if the lighthouse is drowned by the depths of the storm, I still have the direction of home."

"Don't be afraid." The girl tilted her head and kissed Osamu Dazai's wrist, "I am also your island. The end of the world is not nothingness, but another world."

"In some worlds there is no death, and people will go to hell or heaven; in some worlds there is no life, and barrenness is its true nature."

"No matter which world you go to, no matter what the future you choose, I will always be here, on the other side of the unbreakable contract you signed."

"I don't understand." The girl's lips pressed against Osamu Dazai's pulse, and her eyes looked at him helplessly, with the pampering and doting that Osamu Dazai was familiar with: "Why is there loneliness and death in the future in Master's eyes? Don't you Do you think there is a possibility of rescinding the contract between us?" Ling Ling felt incredible, "I am a professional in Pengci, if you want to run away, it depends on whether I let you go or not?"

Human beings are unreasonable.

Osamu Dazai looked at her blankly, the hand being held was the only part he could feel at the moment, and all his perception stayed here.

"... Can I watch it?" Osamu Dazai said in a hoarse voice.

It was the first time he spoke in such a weak tone, like a kitten with ears folded out of an airplane, only acting like a baby to those closest to him: "There are so many numbers, my eyes hurt."

"It's always like this for the first time, just get used to it slowly." Lingling stood up and coaxed him in a low voice, "I'll slow down a little bit, Master slowly opens his eyes."

"It's interesting to see people's trajectory from the trajectory of the world, but it's also very sad. I only take the owner to experience it once." Lingling encouraged, "The only experience is for Mr. Kurolo, which fully reflects the importance we attach to him. Affection."

"Hey." Osamu Dazai showed a disgusted expression, "It's so disgusting."

Kuroro: I thank Ning and his family.

Osamu Dazai reluctantly nodded, Ling Ling covered his eyes, he heard the sound of wind coming from his ears.

"Hush." ​​The girl's shallow breath rang in Dazai Osamu's ear, "Look quietly, don't disturb them."

Every piece of data is a part of the world. They represent mountains, rivers, and every creature walking between heaven and earth.

Numbers don't have life, but they do.

The closed eyes slowly opened, and in the trajectory of eyelashes rising and falling, the stars fell into the fundus of the person's eyes.

In an instant, the grandeur of the world and the insignificance of people are fully revealed, and personal emotions are like floating dust in the vast sky.

Only the hand holding him is clearly palpable.

"It's so beautiful." Osamu Dazai looked at it quietly. He didn't bother to analyze the knowledge that was too huge to be absorbed in a lifetime, but simply admired it like a flower.

"Is this what Zero-chan sees every day?" Osamu Dazai suddenly asked, "I am also a mass of numbers in your eyes?"

"Data in the shape of a person." Lingling gestured, "Like a ball inside an infrared camera."

Osamu Dazai's voice was inexplicably low: "So... I asked you what you think about your appearance, so it's difficult for Zero-chan?"

Yes, you are making things difficult for my little AI.

Although Ling Ling is a straightforward artificial intelligence, her skills in talking nonsense are equally astonishing.Meeting the unreasonable questions raised by the unreasonable wayward cat, she chose

Without saying a word, he kissed him.

A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. If he can tie A, he can tie A. The enemy is vulnerable.

"Okay, Lai, Pi!" Osamu Dazai whimpered, his voice was shattered by Ling Ling's throat.

Say what you want, anyway, it is Osamu Dazai, not Zero Zero, who needs to breathe.

Racial advantage has to be accepted.

Kuroro never knew what the behind-the-scenes duo that he feared in his heart were doing during his desperate battle royale.

Can you respect the rules of the game?Can you respect your opponent?

Osamu Dazai: Yes, no problem, I will satisfy you.

Kiss does not hinder them from doing business.Leaving aside the BUG of Zero Zero, which is multitasking, Osamu Dazai himself is also a master of multitasking.

"Hiss." Osamu Dazai swallowed the complaint into his throat, and bit back at the same position in dissatisfaction.

He is working, don't rush.

In the undercurrent of Youkexin City, except for the Phantom Troupe, all the hunters who were tempted by the crimson heart came from the ends of the world to gather here to participate in the carnival feast at night.

Not only are they fighting for the cinnabar mole in their hearts, but the bounty offered by Kuroro himself on the wanted warrant is also heart-pounding.

Kuroro Rushiru is really a charming man, attracting countless people to fall in love with him.

"Look! The bounty has doubled!" exclaimed a bounty hunter.

"Someone is adding more money to the bounty pool." His companion sharpened his knife with a little more passion, and the whetstone shattered all over the ground, but it couldn't quench their fiery hearts.

Kuroro also saw the update of his wanted warrant, and his heart was not fluctuating, obviously he had expected this.

The behind-the-scenes mafia screened the entire hunter website to mess with him, how could it not make the water even more muddy?

"The water is muddy, that's a good thing." Kuroro passed by a bounty hunter who was looking for him. A warm head rolled to the ground with blood splattered, and he walked over smoothly.

Fishing in troubled waters is Kuroro's forte, and it is also Osamu Dazai's favorite situation.

After all, the battle royale on the hunter website only affects some of the victims, but the addition of the wanted order is the carnival of all those who make a living by it.

You must know that not all those who read the ability have passed the hunter certificate, and beating the enemy Hakka is basically operating without a license, and the same is true for Hisoka.

"Oh? Why is the leader's arrest warrant suddenly updated?" Hisoka bit a card, his eyes glowing with excitement.

"Xiao Yi ignored me, and the new apple he was talking about was nowhere to be found. It's still fun for Kuroro."

Hisoka stood up from the bathtub, and he walked frankly to the open French window, stretching his naked body in the night wind.

Hisoka entrusts Yi Ermi to check the whereabouts of Ku Luoluo, and Yi Ermi tells him that Ku Luoluo is currently being hunted down in Youkexin for unknown reasons.

Just now, Kuroro's bounty suddenly doubled, and there must be some kind of direct connection between the two.

"Hmm~ Shall I join in the fun?" Hisoka stroked his wet red hair and stretched like a big cat, "It's a high bounty, what if Xiao Yi is also interested?"

Il fans, where there is money, so easy.

"The apple I've been waiting for for so long can't be taken away by others." Hisoka felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart, and he immediately took out his mobile phone to contact his private airship.

"Wutong, arrange an airship to take me to Youkexin." Yi Ermi talked to the housekeeper at home, with an extremely inconspicuous voice that was clearly heard by Wutong, "There is a big deal."

"Ordinary hunters who participate in the reward are just delivering food to Kuroro." Osamu Dazai touched the small wound on his lip, and Lingling took hydrogen peroxide to apply medicine to him with an innocent face.

"No, what should I do if I eat it in my mouth?" Osamu Dazai leaned back to avoid Lingling's hydrogen peroxide safflower oil Yunnan Baiyao combination attack.

"Stomach lavage?" Lingling asked skillfully.

"No!" Osamu Dazai vowed to defend his right not to enter the ICU. He stayed away from the hydrogen peroxide in awe, and continued to talk about his plan: "Use the crowd tactics to lock Kuroro in Youkexin, and re-introduction can cause him serious damage. Threats come over."

Osamu Dazai drew a circle on You Kexin on the map, "This is the battlefield I chose for Kuroro-kun. Alone, surrounded by wolves, besieged on all sides, GameOver."

Lingling: "The last one is not a four-character word."

Osamu Dazai: "National level barbell athletes, please keep your mouth shut."

"What if Hisoka and Ilmi Beat Dike are also fascinated by the crimson heart?" Lingling asked, "Kurolo is not the point, our goal is to take back this evil girl who is a disaster for the country."

If the Crimson Heart falls into the hands of Hisoka or Ilmi, it will be a new trouble.

"No." Osamu Dazai looked lovingly at Kuroro's arrest warrant, "Compared to Crimson Heart, Kuroro himself is more attractive in the eyes of Ilmi Beat the Enemy."

As for Hisoka, the charm skill is useless against perverts, especially for Hisoka's level of perverts. The spiritual pollution he carries is enough to defeat all heresies.

Of the three hunters, only Kuroro is the most like a normal person.

If you don't persecute him, who will you persecute?

The author has something to say: Kurolo: Is this why you fucked me?That's it?