shock!The code machine is actually an alien tentacle monster!

In the evening, on the corner of city A, in an ordinary Internet cafe.

Today is Friday, and it's not yet school time, so there are not many people in the Internet cafe.Now that Internet cafes across the country have been rectified, there have been significant improvements in fire protection facilities and protection of minors.Internet cafes are no longer like a few years ago, full of smog and elementary school students.

In the past two years, tablet computers and smartphones have been sufficient to meet most people's needs for work and entertainment, so those who come to Internet cafes seriously are mostly college students who have an appointment with each other.In order to meet the needs of these game players, the hardware facilities and environmental level of Internet cafes have also increased.Some Internet cafes are even decorated like cafes, clean and bright, with beverage areas and rest areas.

Crackling keyboards are unsurprising in such an internet café primarily geared toward gamers.

However, in this quiet and peaceful afternoon with few guests, there was a typing sound that attracted everyone's attention.

Because that hand speed is too fast.

The game industry will use the number of operations per minute to discuss hand speed. The statistics include each left-click and right-click of the mouse, and each keyboard stroke.

But this person is not playing games.

It was an ordinary seat in the corner.Sitting in front of the computer was a boy with fair skin and a baby face.His fingers were rapidly tapping on the screen, accompanied by an even and steady typing sound like twelve equal rhythms, and the text emerged line by line in the document.

Just glance at the file and you'll know what the boy is up to.

"Are you writing a novel?" The passing otaku Ah Si pushed his glasses and came over curiously.

The boy was startled by him, and raised his eyes hastily.A pair of round eyes are like a frightened deer, full of water vapor, as if being bullied.

Ah Si was a little embarrassed by those little deer eyes, and quickly apologized: "Oh, sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to peek. You continue, you continue..."

The boy withdrew his fingers from the keyboard.It was only then that Ah Si noticed that his fingers were slender and lonely, giving people a feeling of fragility that would break if they were lightly pinched.

Ah Si couldn't help thinking of the slender tentacles of butterflies.

At this moment, the boy's hands were also curled up like butterfly tentacles, shyly shrinking in front of his chest.Obviously uncomfortable.

Writing a novel is seen by others, I feel sorry...

Ah Si scratched his head in embarrassment and left.

"Huh..." The young man let out a long breath, obviously relieved.

He put his fingers on the keyboard again.Just as he was about to press it, he raised his head worriedly and looked around.

Fortunately, no one was looking at him this time.

The boy regained his composure and returned to typing.

This time, however, his hand speed slowed down.

——The game industry calculates hand speed by the number of operations per minute, while web writing is calculated by the number of words produced per hour.

The average web writer's speed is about [-] words per hour.The fast hand speed can reach five or six thousand.

And if it is supplemented by voice code words, Shuangpin input method, etc., the hand speed can be further improved.The master of hand speed can reach a speed of more than [-] per hour.

If Ah Si knew about this, he would find that this young man's hand speed has reached [-] without using any auxiliary tools.

Almost beyond human limits.

However, after Ah Si bumped into him, the boy deliberately restrained himself.

Reluctantly, he lowered his hand speed to the best level of ordinary humans - tens of thousands per hour.

The text on the screen seemed to come alive again, and long sentences poured out like a silver bottle tilted.As if there were endless stories in the boy's mind, he quickly finished writing this chapter.

After creating, he opened a green website called "Jinjiang Literature City", logged in, and uploaded the text.

After finishing all this, he raised his head and saw that it was getting dark outside the glass wall, then stood up and went to the front desk of the Internet cafe to get off the plane.

"Get off work?" The guy at the front desk of the Internet cafe has seen him coming over for several days in a row, each time at a fixed time: from [-]pm to [-]pm, just like going to work.

The boy nodded, and gently put the membership card in front of him.

The boy at the front desk raised his eyes and glanced.The young man seemed to feel the weight of his eyes, and retracted his fingers like butterfly tentacles.

Hidden and tucked away, like a baby, not to be seen by others.

shy?

The guy at the front desk remained calm, took the membership card and scanned it on the machine.The other party's membership information is displayed on the screen.

Name: Professor Chu.

Sex: Male.

Age: 21.

Membership level: Ordinary member.

Card balance: 23r.

The guy at the front desk finished deducting the fee and returned the card to him.

Chu Shou took the card and was about to leave, but the guy at the front desk couldn't help but stop him: "Hey, do you want to upgrade your membership? You are now the most common consumer member, and the price is a bit more expensive every time you deduct fees. If you save and recharge If it is more than 100r, you can get a discount, and there is an extra 30r that can be consumed in our store."

"Eh?..." Chu Shou's eyes lit up and he turned back.

He leaned forward slightly with his upper body, and propped his hands on the front table, looking very interested in it.

The guy at the front desk explained to him the membership system of this internet cafe: 5r per hour for ordinary members to go online.A one-time recharge of more than 100r can be upgraded to a VIP member, and the Internet access fee will be discounted by 5% instead of 2.5r per hour to [-]r.If you are buying food and drink, or buying keyboards, mice and other things in the store, the price is still discounted.

Professor Chu listened carefully for a while, with longing on his face.

But when the receptionist finally asked him if he could do it, he sighed again.

"But I don't have enough money." Professor Chu said.

The boy at the front desk: "It's okay, tomorrow will be fine——will you come back tomorrow?"

"Come on." Professor Chu nodded.He added: "But I don't have any money tomorrow either."

As if afraid that the other party would not believe it, Chu Shou even took out a handful of change from his pocket.The banknotes and coins add up to no more than thirty.

"This is all the money I have on me." Chu Shou said.

The boy at the front desk was taken aback.Can't help but look him up and down.

The man was dressed plainly.The clavicle is looming in the white shirt, and the slender legs are wrapped in jeans.He has a slender figure, giving people a sense of fragility that can be broken at the touch of a touch.Coupled with those deer-like eyes, no one can bear to hurt them.

It's like the kind that was hidden in a glass cover from childhood and carefully cared for.

The young master who ran away from home?

The little brother at the front desk couldn't help thinking about it.

He subconsciously wanted to say something, but saw the other party smiled at him, said "I'm leaving, goodbye", and left the Internet cafe.

The glass door of the Internet cafe was pushed open, and the wind chime made a series of crisp ringing.

Like a sweet and soft wind in late spring and early summer.Blow it and it's gone.

……

After the sun went down, the temperature dropped significantly.

Chu Shou walked briskly on the street.His eyes looked around curiously.

He was born with a good skin, well-behaved, soft and cute, like a shiny ice cream in the hot summer.

He walked on the road, and he would have had a high rate of turning heads.However, passers-by would meet his gaze as soon as they glanced sideways.

Passers-by were secretly looking at him, and he was also peeking at passers-by.

Passers-by reacted differently.Some hurriedly looked away, embarrassed.There were also people who looked at him calmly and smiled friendlyly.

When someone smiled at him, he smiled back in return.

There is always a curious light in the eyes.

Finally, before the sun went down, he reached his destination.

--Landfill.

At this point, there is no one in the dump.Quiet, away from the hustle and bustle of the city.There are occasional birds in the air, flapping their wings and flying past.

Chu Shou raised his head and saw that the sun was like an orange-red egg yolk, warm and hot, as if it was about to be punctured.

...the weather is getting hotter and hotter.

There was thin sweat on Chu Shou's face, and his originally fair and delicate skin was covered with a layer of pink under the scorching sun.

He wiped off his sweat, raised his hand, and pushed open the door of an abandoned container.

It was a blue-gray container, covered with rust, and looked abandoned for a long time, just like other broken copper and iron piled up here.

—Of course, that's only in the eyes of outsiders.

When Chu Shou walked into the container, the interior, which had never been through the virtual projection, was displayed in front of him in a real posture.

This is a starship.

The speed of light propulsion allows it to sail between the stars, and the self-circulating ecosystem can guarantee the basic survival of passengers for hundreds of years.

The mimic system can cast light and shadow, and the shape can be changed at any time whether it is inside or outside the spacecraft.The latest optical brain system can operate even offline, providing a convenient life for the spaceship owner.

Chu Shou came to the sofa made of jelly, took a deep breath, and fell down in front of the portrait.

The jelly sofa fully supports him, wrapping him in all directions and angles.The sofa was so soft and elastic that when he fell down, the sound he made was not a "bang", but a "ton, ton, ton".

Ah, it is simply a gentle town...

Chu Shou sank into the jelly sofa and completely relaxed.

After half an hour.

The shirt and pants, still warm, slipped off the edge of the jelly sofa.

The handsome boy who was stuck in the center of the sofa disappeared.In its place was an alien creature with a dozen tentacles.

The alien creature has a translucent texture, the pink cavity is delicate and soft, and its structure is somewhat similar to that of a jellyfish.

It lay all over the sofa, its long tentacles curled softly around its big head.

With even breathing, its body undulates slightly.The pink cavity shone with a moist luster, like a transparent jelly that had been sucked by someone.

Fragile and delicate.

A beautiful creature from another planet, just like a tired social animal after a long day's work, nestled on the sofa and fell asleep.

Unfortunately, the comfortable and pleasant nap time did not last long, and the optical brain reminded him: The spaceship's energy margin is insufficient, please replenish it as soon as possible.

The pink jellyfish reluctantly got up from the jelly sofa, raised a tentacle, and rubbed its eyes.Another tentacle stretched out long enough to press a button a few meters away, summoning the ship's information panel.

It glanced at the spacecraft information: the energy reserve is less than 1%, and the flight mode cannot be awakened.The remaining energy is given priority to the appearance mimic system, and if necessary, choose to cut off the self-circulating ecosystem.

...It won't last long.

The pink jellyfish sighed and summoned the light brain.

"How's the power generation system for love?" Chu asked.

Optical Brain: "After a simulation test, it is confirmed that the system can run in Blue Star."

A little hope was ignited in Professor Chu's heart, and he asked again: "Then what about the novel I published on Jinjiang? Has anyone read it?"

Optical brain: "Due to insufficient resources, the optical brain is currently in a low-energy operation mode. It cannot connect to the Bluestar network. Please connect to the network to check the host."

Professor Chu: "..."

The co-author wants me to go to the Internet cafe again, right?

Chu Shou reluctantly sat up.As it stood up, its originally soft and translucent body gradually became fuller.The soft pink tentacles turned into slender white limbs, and the round head turned into a slightly juvenile baby face.

The giant alien jellyfish is missing.In its place, there was a delicate and slender noble boy who was as beautiful as an antique doll.

The boy was naked, his body as white as porcelain.Eyelashes as black as crow feathers blinked, and he looked down at his body.

Yes, Not Bad.

The mimicry is perfect, very human-like.

The clothes fell under the sofa.The boy habitually wanted to stretch out his tentacles to grab it, but what he lifted up was a forearm as white and tender as a lotus root.

...Human hands are really short.

Not only short, but only two.It's just not enough.