Friendly neighbors are villains

Amy accepted the request of the man she met for the first time to enter her private territory, although before that, this not-so-spacious bedroom belonged to the star-like young man in front of her.

The young Peter seemed to see Amy's defense. He didn't close the door, and he didn't go any further. With a modest smile on his face, he found a small stool and sat down.In that case, he won't be much taller than Amy, and he can avoid putting pressure on the other party.

"Does your head still hurt?" Peter wasn't tall, but he definitely didn't fit in what looked like a child's chair, but he didn't seem to mind curling up in that cramped position at all.

Amy couldn't help laughing, the young Peter looked very funny: "You can sit there." She pointed to a higher stool beside her.

"I like this little stool." Young Peter said, "It has been with me for many years. I sat on it when I was a child. I didn't expect it to still be there after all these years. I thought the new tenant would dispose of it. "

"It works great," Amy said.

"You like to sit on it too?" The young Peter seemed to be looking forward to Amy's affirmative answer. This small stool did carry a lot of good memories for him.

"Standing." Amy told the truth.

"Oh." Young Peter didn't mind, "Make the most of it," he said.

"Planning to interview me again?" Amy didn't believe that the other party was just for the sake of greeting, and he didn't look like he wanted to strike up a conversation or get close. The boy just wanted to ease his guard with some light topics, and Amy could feel it.

And the last one who gave her this feeling was another Peter in the game.

The smile on the young Peter's face faded slightly: "Not really." He said, looking at the computer on the desk and the VR glasses connected to the computer, "Do you know that since the game 'Heroes' was launched, there have been many Did the player encounter an accident?"

"Are you trying to say that this game is dangerous, it's easy to make people addicted to it and abandon reality, so it should be boycotted?" Amy's tone revealed a fleeting displeasure. She had heard countless comments about this. sound.

In the first month after the game was released, it was popular all over the United States. At that time, Amy felt extremely proud, because she was also responsible for the success of the game, and this was also her first performance after joining the work.As a result, Amy was appreciated by the company, and she was made a regular in advance, and had a stable income, as well as the development of new projects.

This is a very difficult achievement for a Chinese working hard in the United States, so she is more eager than anyone else to hope that the game can be restarted smoothly in one month.

Amy feels that this is really a great game, and it cannot become something that shouldn't exist just because it is too refined and real.

She knows that being deeply involved in the game can easily lead to players not doing their jobs properly, but that should not be a flaw in the game itself, which is why the company initially set an age limit. Even if the player is over 16 years old, if he is underage, 4 The game will also force the player to quit after hours.

In terms of preventing addiction, the company has considered very comprehensively.

"I didn't mean that, sorry, Amy, this is a very successful game." The young Peter immediately explained, "I mean, you must not know that those players who have problems, whether mental or physical, are It happened after taking damage in the game."

Amy thought for a few seconds: "I don't know this, is there any evidence?"

"There is no evidence. I originally collected some, but something happened and they disappeared. This is why I came to you. In fact, my colleague died suddenly at home shortly after entering the game half a year ago. At that time The result of the hospital diagnosis was a heart attack." The young Peter said with a serious expression, "but he didn't have any heart problems at all. The game time is not too long."

Amy thought of a lot of inexplicable pains. As Peter said, as long as she quit the game, her body would always experience various discomforts.

"What did you think?" Young Peter asked, "I'm not investigating you, Amy, I just want to know why this game is like this, you are the developer, I think, you always know something What. Of course, if you don't want to say it, I won't force you, you have the right not to tell me anything." His attitude was very sincere.

"There is nothing that cannot be said." Amy thought for a while. He believed that the other party was not here to steal information. What's more, she didn't have any secrets worth taking away from the young Peter. "I'm just a programmer. The scope of my involvement is limited, and, to be honest, I don’t really like playing the games I developed, and I don’t have a sense of substitution, but I promise that when I first made the game evaluation, none of the things you mentioned appeared.”

"It's so strange." The young Peter said, he had no doubts about what Amy said, "Where is the problem..." He seemed to be asking, and he seemed to be muttering to himself.

"What about you?" Amy said, "Did you find anything suspicious during your own experience? I can only say that the game will definitely be optimized many times during the release period, and its sensitivity and authenticity are as good as mine. The data from the original engagement is different."

"I haven't played games before," said the young Peter.

"You are investigating it, but you don't play it yourself?" Amy smiled. "Isn't it a bit too sloppy to rely on the feedback from interviewing players?"

"I can't pass face recognition." Young Peter said, "So I can't enter the game."

"Impossible." Amy said, "Even a cat and a dog can be identified and certified, provided that the cat and dog can freely operate the character."

The young Peter smiled helplessly: "That's the truth. I really can't pass face recognition. If you don't believe me, you can try it with your computer."

Amy looked at him suspiciously for a while, then manually operated the game interface, and he asked Peter to register a brand new account on his computer with his identity verification name.As Peter said, when he put on the VR glasses to receive the facial scan, the system prompted [face recognition error] many times.

Amy watched in disbelief that the young Peter was rejected by the system again and again. No matter what angle, expression, and result were all the same, she had to believe that what the other party said was true.

"Have you had plastic surgery?" Amy said.

"No, there isn't," said young Peter, scratching his cheeks to prove what he said was true.

"Then you can go buy a lottery ticket." Amy came to such a conclusion, "You are really the 'lucky one' to pick one in case."

The young Peter frowned, pretending not to be very happy: "If it makes you feel better to be sarcastic, I don't mind if you say a few more words about me."

Amy laughed: "You are very good at making girls happy."

"Really, I don't think so." Peter put down the VR glasses, looked at Amy and said, "There are many women in the place where I work, but they don't want to listen to me, thinking I'm too wordy."

"It's a pity." Amy said, "Your words are very interesting, and I like to listen to them." As soon as the words fell, she regretted it. It seemed that there was an ambiguous element. The lonely man and the widow were in the same room, and they happened to be able to chat. It is easy for the other party to misunderstand it as something else.

The indulgence of Americans for one-night stands is almost the same as that of most Chinese people who love to play skewers in the middle of the night.

"Thank you." The young Peter didn't say anything further, he still put the topic on the game, "Amy, I hope you stop entering the game, it has caused stress in your body, even if it is your job, You also have the right to say no."

Amy hesitated for a while and said: "VR glasses have a setting that connects the neural tissue of the cerebral cortex. It may be because of this that the stimulation in the game is transferred to the player. I will report it to the above. As for your suggestion, I will consider it." " She thought for a while, "Your face cannot be recognized should be a system bug, and I will also contact the technical department to fix it."

"Thank you, Amy." The young Peter said, he stood up from the small stool, and the long-term tightness of a certain part made the young Peter bark his teeth in discomfort, "Then, good night." He concealed his embarrassment and pretended to be calm Said, "I live next door, if you have any difficulties, you can come to me directly." He handed the business card to Amy, "It has my phone number on it."

"Next door?" Amy took the business card, which had the work address and mobile phone number of the young Peter on it. "I remember that there is only one bedroom here."

"Next door outside." The young Peter walked to the door, and he carried his backpack, which contained his personal belongings. "I rented the house next door, and now we are neighbors." He smiled and blinked.

"Sorry, I took your place." Amy didn't really apologize.

"I think Auntie would rather you live here than me," laughed young Peter. "She can charge extra rent."

Mrs May came to "see off guests" in her pajamas.

"Wait a minute." Amy dug out a pile of vacuumed snacks from the room, which contained dried chicken, and she put part of it in her pocket and gave it to young Peter, "I'm sorry I didn't make you a sandwich today, this is Think of it as a substitute, thank you for saving me today."

"What is it?" Young Peter studied the snacks he had never seen before.

"Jerky made from chicken breast." Amy said, "There is no one on the market."

"Chinese food?" Young Peter seemed very excited.

"Almost, it's not really food." Amy said, "My mother made it herself. It tastes good. You can try it. Mrs. Mei also likes it very much, but there are not many in stock."

"It seems that I have to restrain myself a little to ensure that I can eat for three days until you 'replenish'." Young Peter seemed to remember something, and he turned to Mrs. May: "I remember when I was in high school, the one next door The food was also delicious for the Asian mother and daughter, who sadly moved away."

Mrs. Mei nodded: "It's even more regrettable that you didn't seize the opportunity."

"I tried." The young Peter said unwillingly, "but she refused... er, what is that word called, puppy love, yes, that's it, she clearly promised to be my girlfriend when I grow up."

Young Peter looked very depressed.

Puppy love?

Amy was surprised that she heard this word from an American population.

"Then I guess, they must be from China." Amy said, because Japan and South Korea definitely don't get entangled in the matter of "puppy love".

"You guessed it right," said the young Peter. He stared at Amy for a while, with an indescribable emotion in his eyes.

Mrs. May interrupted young Peter's attention: "What's the girl's name?"

The young Peter frowned and thought for a long time: "I don't remember, it's too bad, I don't remember her name, it's just..."

The young Peter and Mrs. May had a brief review of what the neighbor next door was called and what they looked like. They seemed to have completely forgotten the neighbor next door who had left a deep impression on them many years ago.

Amy has no intention of participating in their discussion, she has more important things to do now.

Sending away the young Peter, Amy sent an email to Mr. Borg (the direct superior who appeared in Chapter 19), she expressed that she wanted to give up the test, and attached a good reason, as well as her current physical condition and mental state. Instructions for continuing this tedious task are not appropriate.

Amy really wants to get a reward of 10 US dollars, but if it is at the expense of her own health, it is not worth it.

The email was not answered immediately, which is normal, and the boss will not read the email on non-working days.

Sitting in front of the computer, Amy clicked on the webpage to search for various reports about the "Heroes" game. The content was pitifully small, and she did not find any content about the sudden death or schizophrenia of players because of the game.Amy should question the words of the young Peter, but she strangely does not feel that the other party is alarmist at all, because she does have personal experience.

Her head is still a little uncomfortable.

"Yuko, haven't you slept yet?" Amy dialed Yuko's cell phone. She seemed to be still in the game, but that didn't prevent Yuko from answering the call.

"What's the matter?" Yuko asked.

"Have you been in the game these days?" Amy asked.

"Hmm." Yuko's voice was full of joy, "I finally called Tony, and he expressed his willingness to come to the meeting. Thank God, I want to open a new account."

"Is it convenient for you to answer the phone now?" Amy said, "I heard the music in the game."

"It's not inconvenient, are you going to ask me out shopping or watching a movie tomorrow?" Yuko looked very happy.

"No, I want to take a day off tomorrow, and I just came back from the hospital." Amy lay on the bed while making a phone call, and the Spider-Man doll fell into Amy's arms.

"Hospital, what are you doing in the hospital? Are you sick?" Yuko stopped what he was doing, "Do you need me to visit? I'm free tomorrow."

"Don't worry, I'm fine now." Amy interrupted if he ignored the perverted killer in the hospital, "I want to make sure, have you been injured in the game?"

"Since the start of the test, I've been hurt every day." Yuko muttered dissatisfiedly, "I couldn't see Tony, I couldn't gain favor, I couldn't complete the mission, and my heart was seriously hurt. I think I was hurt from the very beginning. I shouldn't choose the love mode, I should be a heroine, Amy, do you know that there is a very famous manga in Japan called "Sailor Moon", the girls are so cool."

"Okay, Sailor Moon, listen to me." Amy threw the Spider-Man doll high into the air and caught it again, "Apart from your sincerity, have you ever been injured physically, such as sprained feet, collisions? some type of."

Yuko thought about it seriously for a while: "Yesterday I was robbed in the game. During the chase, I fell down the stairs and broke my calf. I thought it was a boring plot, but I didn't expect Tony to take the initiative to treat me. The secretary expressed concern."

"Then after you quit the game, does your leg hurt?" Amy subconsciously held her breath waiting for the answer.

"How is it possible." Yuko felt that Amy's question was too unprofessional, "It's not really hurt, let alone it won't hurt in the game, why do you ask?"

"It really doesn't hurt?" Amy said, "There is nothing wrong?"

Yuko said: "Of course not. If the injury in the game will affect the reality, the problem will be serious. Who would dare to play."

Amy said: "Understood, you can continue, hang up."

At the end of the call, Amy lay in bed and fell into deep thought. A notification sound of a new email cut off her thoughts. Amy glanced at the sender of the email. It turned out to be Mr. Borg. He replied to Amy outside of work hours. m demands.

"I can give you a week's vacation, Miss Amy, I'm very sorry to let you have a bad experience. But this test is very important to the company, please consider carefully. And, regardless of the final customs clearance result, you will To be able to get that bonus, this is a reward I give to the most dedicated employees in my personal name, of course, if you insist on quitting the test, you can still get this bonus—Mr. Borg."

"Jesus!" Amy sat up, she didn't expect to be valued so much.

Then a second email was sent.

"About your feedback about 'injury in the game, pain after leaving the game' and 'unrecognizable face information', I have already sent the data to the technical consultant at the headquarters, and they will solve your problems within three days. If you still want to continue, you can try to log in to the game again after three days—Mr. Borg."

Amy responded as quickly as possible to these two crucial emails.

"Thank you, Mr. Borg, I will seriously consider it!"

the other side--

Stark explained the issues about Cube Prison and the "Duke" at the press conference. He was so tossed by the reporter's sharp and ruthless words that he lost his appetite for lunch. Facts have proved that the government's insistence on concealing the news was indeed After the incident was exposed, it brought more negative effects.

In order not to cause panic among the citizens, Stark showed his new invention, and soon the press conference became a military weapons exhibition.

"Call Strange." Stark flew between the floors of the city wearing his armor, and ended his morning press conference. Now he felt that his ears were full of noisy voices.

"Stark." Strange responded to his bearded brother through the Avengers card, "I watched the press conference, unfortunately, I can't help you, neither the Cube Prison nor the Duke is under my jurisdiction .Last time I said that the Duke is not a mage, nor is he an alien creature. He is a species on Earth, or to be precise, he is a human being. Wherever he goes, there is no trace of magic."

"I'm surprised that you can say so much at once, doctor, I guess you must have prepared this perfect rejection speech?" Stark smiled.

"If any of you are injured, you can come to me." Strange made a final concession.

As the Sorcerer Supreme, his priorities are very different from those of the Avengers.

What Strange needs to protect is a pure land of the magic formation. He lives in New York, but he is not in a space where ordinary people can enter and exit at will. Unless necessary, Strange tries not to participate in the daily operations of the Avengers.

The "Duke incident" is a bit strange. The purpose of his active appearance is to determine whether the other party is also a mage. Since the result is negative, the follow-up has nothing to do with him.

"That's why I'm here," Stark said, "Can I go to your palace for a cup of tea?"

"It's the temple." Strange's tone was flat, without any extra emotion.

"It's almost the same." Stark said, "There is a cute girl who is congenitally painless. I guess this belongs to your jurisdiction?"

"I'm a brain doctor." Strange said, but usually when he defended, it meant that he acquiesced to the trouble Stark caused himself, "New Avengers?"

"No, an ordinary girl." Stark said, a towering building appeared on his left, which seemed to be newly built, and he had never seen it before. Stark cast a casual glance, and then She quickly flew away, "But it's very important to us. She has a mutant gene. I hope that before Professor X finds her, the child will have more trust in us. You are the only doctor I can think of. "

Strange said in a calm tone: "Are the Avengers very short of people now, you don't even let Charles's people go?"

"Wait, your name is Professor X Charles, when did you get to know each other so well?" Stark was very dissatisfied, "You still call me Stark, but call him Charles? I think we need to discuss this For further discussion, get your magic tea set and desserts ready, I'll be there soon."

At the same time, in the villain's base camp, Eric stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Iron Man's armor flash past his eyes, he could feel the thick metal breath, which was completely different from the nano-armor, he only needed to Move your finger, and Iron Man will fall directly from the air.

"You'd better not do anything that might expose this place, Magneto." Hannibal quietly appeared beside Eric, "It is the most correct choice for you to do nothing until the Duke gives orders. "

Eric looked out the window indifferently: "Have you never been curious?"

"What are you curious about?" Hannibal said.

"We are so close to the Avengers Building, but we haven't been discovered by any superpowers." Eric said.

"It's not surprising." Hannibal said casually. "The Duke has always acted comprehensively. He will not allow this kind of thing to happen. But you always seem to question him, which is wrong."

Eric left the floor-to-ceiling windows: "It's really sad." He said with contempt and pity, "You have been robbed of even questioning his freedom."

The author has something to say: Reveal the answer: Amy's mutant ability is: all people who try to harm her, whether they are ordinary people or mutants, will automatically reduce their success rate by [-]%. The killer Amy encountered yesterday was elusive, but Planted in her hands.

You're all thinking too high and high, but it's actually pretty silly~

Chapter 34 has a lot of information. Don’t read too fast, for fear of missing the details. If there is something you don’t understand, you can leave a message and I will answer it.I will read every one of your messages every day~

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