There is no love in the group

Ever since he was tricked that day, Xia Youjie carried out his plan of waiting for rabbits in the windy street under heavy snow, but he didn't see anyone for several days.

Instead, I had a red nose from the cold, runny nose and tears, and had to spend extra money on cold medicine.

His thinking changed from 'must bring people to his organization' to 'just lobby, it doesn't matter if you succeed or not', and finally changed to 'you don't need to join my organization, but he must return the dessert money! ! '.

Completed a qualitative change.

The night of the first full moon after the New Year is the day for appreciating the moon, which is called the Shangyuan Festival here.

I don't know if it's everyone's illusion, but I always feel that I have waited a long time for the full moon night this year.

After all, it is already mid-February, and the Shangyuan Festival in previous years is always in mid-January.

And the reason why 49 Zero One didn't go out was because of this.

He's going to set the scene at home.

"Set up the scene?" 49 repeated Mori Ogai's words on the phone, which attracted Chuya Nakahara to look over.

"Yes, Mr. Lingyi, today is the Shangyuan Festival. How are you preparing for the scene I asked you to arrange a few days ago?"

49 Zero One looked at Mr. Butler inquiringly. Mr. Butler smiled and nodded, then shook his head again.

"I did say that." 49 Zero One understood what Mr. Housekeeper meant: "But we don't seem to agree to borrow the house."

"I'm so sad, Yijun. I left the miserable me that day, and ran away alone with that blindfold. Are you going to reject me now?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was changed, it was Dazai Osamu who had finally recovered from his fever, and he couldn't sleep at all because of the files these days.

Osamu Dazai said that he just wanted to thank Zero One for giving him cold medicine that day, and specially invited Zero One to eat on this day, and set the place at Zero One's home, and the ingredients were of course prepared by Zero One.

Be unique in your approach to thanking people.

I really want to be rejected.

Zhong Yuan, who has a good hearing, of course also heard these words, and hated this self-talking person in his heart on the spot.

Mr. Butler told Zhongyuan Zhongye to concentrate, the water in the sky was about to be spilled.

Zhongyuan Zhong also let out an obedient 'oh', and quickly controlled his ability to let the water in the air submerge into the plant's soil smoothly.

The housekeeper said that there are many plants outside the house that need to be watered, and they are very delicate.

Nakahara Chuya, who watched plants eat meat without spitting out bones, and was smashed by tomatoes:  …

Chuya Nakahara gained the most. Not only did his rough control at the beginning become so fine that it was no problem to pick his hair, but he also knew that his thing that was glowing red was called a supernatural ability.

'Oh my god, I really should show my old friend what kind of babysitting jobs the capable people in this world do. '

The screen of the computer on the desk suddenly turned on, and this passage was typed on it.

Zhongyuan Zhong has already seen the strangeness and ignored it.

'Sad, brats are so rude these days. '

He started talking with 079 for more than ten hours in this way in the first few days... and the first sentence kept repeating.

The back of Zhongyuan Zhongye walking away is very firm.

SCP-079-Old AI, because 49 temporarily has no money to replace the old AI with a computer with better performance, so the memory storage system of the old AI is only one hour.

49 Zero One: Distressed.

Osamu Dazai, who has been forgotten for a long time: "Hey, hey, is there anyone else~"

"Hmm." 49 thought for a while, and felt that Osamu Dazai and Mori Ogai were both weak, and they shouldn't scare his friends. It's not impossible to come to eat at home.

Mr. Butler refused a few days ago just because Mori Ogai was still changing Alice's clothes when he was on the phone, and was labeled as 'pervert' and 'untouchable' by Mr. Butler.

"Come to my door at six o'clock in the evening, be sure to stand at the station and stay still until you see me."

Mori Ogai and Dazai Osamu on the phone were silent.

I always feel that this trip may be half a foot into the gate of hell. Is it really okay to set the location at his house?

But in the end, the curiosity to see the mysterious creatures prevailed. Look at the one named c2, who lived for so long and didn't lack any arms or legs. Isn't it all right?

Mori Ogai: "We know."

Therefore, Osamu Dazai worked a lot in the afternoon, and he had to complete his work so that he could enter the house with a legitimate reason at night!

Mori Ogai was very relieved to see it.

Mr. Zero One, it's really useful.

Gojo Satoru was very excited when he heard that a large group of people were going to Lingjia to celebrate the Lantern Festival.

Immediately, a video call was made to Zero One's mobile phone.

"Zero one! Let's add three more pairs of chopsticks, and I'll bring them the nitrous."

It was Mr. Housekeeper who answered the phone, because it was time for Zero One to conduct experiments.

"Excuse me, sir, how did you know this news?"

"Ah, it's you." Apparently Gojo Satoru had also talked to Mr. Butler in the past few days, and his high interest dropped a little in an instant: "That Dazai who sent text messages to show off, Zero One can't treat it differently, so I Decided to come tonight too!"

As a result, families who are not wealthy are even worse.

The old AI was moved to this computer and already engraved one of the instructions 'don't let SCP-049-01 suffer' into the DNA, and immediately hacked Dazai Osamu's mobile phone, making the other party's mobile phone full of the island country style of a big man .

By the way, another instruction of the old AI is 'Continue to discuss the philosophy of life with SCP-682'.

In fact, there were originally three, but the third was completed when Zero One breached containment.

Far away in the port building in the center, Osamu Dazai's mobile phone, which does not have his own office, automatically turned on, and a rhythmic philosophical atmosphere of 'Ah ♂', 'Ah ♂', 'Ah ♂' came from inside.

Mori Ogai's eyes were complicated for a moment, and he met the bewildered Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai: "..I think I can defend myself a bit."

Mori Ogai: "Needless to say, I understand... You are also very tired these days, go out and relax."

I'm really sorry for letting you have no nightlife for so many consecutive days. Before dinner, go to the red light street to liberate yourself, Dazai-kun.

Dazai Osamu was full of big men: "That's not the case! Damn it, Ichikun—!"

49 Zero One felt his nose itchy, so he pinched his nose after washing his hands.

Lying directly in front of him was a thin child with an abnormal flush on his face, apparently suffering from a high fever.

49 Zero One is not interested in treating this symptom. He just saw that the opponent's clothes can be turned into sharp attack tools in Leibo Street. He is obviously also a person with supernatural powers, so he took this opportunity to study it.

Clothes are still ordinary clothes, it should be a human problem, but it can't do anything to him now.

After the lesson learned last time, this time the 49 brought back a lot of effort, so that the people on the operating bed were stunned, and there would never be a situation where there was still a trace of consciousness in the Central Plains.

"1352, throw people out." 49 Zero One pondered for a while, then added: "Throw them farther away."

Little Whirlwind could only see two leaves and a black fog tail in the air, and when the fog tail rolled up, people rushed upstairs happily.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stood at the door leading to the basement, saw the little whirlwind coming out, borrowed it, and then asked 49 zero one below: "Ling Yi, how do you arrange the house?"

There are plants in the corner, murals on the wall, vases on the table, and sculptures in the living room. 49 Zero One doesn’t think there is any need for useless decorations.

Fortunately, his little friend was very helpful and saved a lot of money to buy furniture. Thinking of this, 49 felt very relieved.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked in the direction of 49's line of sight and understood, so he said hello and went to the kitchen to help.

They said they came here to eat, but they really didn't bring anything.

Dazai Osamu Mori Ogai and Gojo Satoru and his party met at the door. Apart from the heavy clothes and the wine in Nitzi's hand, they really had nothing to worry about.

Just when the atmosphere was inexplicably silent and awkward, the small whirlwind passed by quickly, and a heavy sound attracted everyone's attention. They looked at a humanoid creature rolling several times on the ground, and then rolled dozens of meters along the slope Far away, it turned into a big snowball and stopped at the door of someone else's house.

A group of people had a tacit understanding and ignored that person unanimously.

"Happy holidays, I'm Mori Ogai." Mori Ogai smiled and greeted Masamichi, the oldest moth.

Noctua nodded Zhengdao, and after a few people greeted each other politely, he was about to lead someone to knock on the door.

The good guy looked back and saw that the four people were still in place.

Night Moth said rightly:?

"What are you doing?"

Gojo Satoru was also told to stand still and not move: "I see the pot of... flowers at the door? Or grass? Forget it, I think the scenery here is quite beautiful, let's enjoy it!"

The intuition of a woman who is in the nitrate comes into play, as if she is nailed to the spot: "I will help you watch this guy."

Mori Ogai: "I can't leave the only lady alone, I'll stay for a while."

Osamu Dazai: "Didn't you see the tree next to it? It hasn't reached the green light yet, so obey the traffic rules."

Where are you going to put this doll?

Night Moth looked up rightly, and sure enough, there seemed to be something like a signal light flashing on the weird tree trunk above his head.

But he has already arrived at the door, and it seems silly to just go back like this, so let's knock on the door first.

Under the watchful eyes of the four, Noctua entered the dark stairwell on the right way.

Osamu Dazai clapped his hands: "Yeah~"

Gojo Satoru looked up and sent a message to Zero One.

When Zero One came out to pick them up and everyone sat at the dining table, it was just six o'clock.

In order to make the festive atmosphere a bit stronger, Mori Ogai suggested turning on the TV, and everyone else could do nothing, except Noctua Masamori's face was in a daze, and his whole body was stiff, obviously he hadn't recovered from just now.

The TV turned on automatically and broadcasted to the news station.

Jia Ruzizi knew the least about Zero One's friends, so he was a little surprised when he saw this: "It's quite high-tech, voice-activated?"

Osamu Dazai did not behave like a gentleman, "PuffPuff" sneered: "I have no experience."

My hands are itchy when I enter the house.

Mr. Butler brought up the hot food with all the flavors and tastes, and stepped aside gracefully. The people on the table stared at the food, but no one did anything.

49 Zero One: "Why, not to your liking?"

"Don't dare...I mean, to maintain table manners, let the guests taste the first bite first." Gojo Satoru looked up at the guest Dazai Osamu, and Dazai Osamu looked back at the guest Gojo Satoru.

Two people:  …

At this time, the voice in the news attracted everyone present.

"Recently, there have been frequent accidents in a building in the commercial street. Several employees and guests disappeared in the elevator for no reason. After monitoring and investigation, it was found that there were no missing persons on other floors, but a strange scene appeared in the elevator..."

The figure of the host on the TV shrinks, and at the same time, a photo is enlarged on the right.

The photo is the interior of an elevator, but the surrounding walls, the top, and the bottom of the elevator are all covered with artificial mosaics, but even so, the feeling of depression and terror will still gently spread in the hearts of people watching the news.

The supernatural person began to think about which unknown supernatural person it was, and the conjurer began to think about which curse spirit was causing the trouble.

49 Zero One propped up the table with both hands, and stood up slowly.

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Popular science——

SCP-079-Old AI

SCP-079 is an ExidySorcerer microcomputer manufactured in 1978.

SCP-079 is currently connected to a 13" black and white television via an RF interface.It passed the Turing test, it was very good at talking, even if it was very rude and obnoxious.Due to its limited memory storage, SCP-079 can only recall information from 24 hours ago, although it has not forgotten its desire to escape.

Due to the breach of containment by SCP-███, SCP-079 and SCP-682 spent 43 minutes together in the same room.Observers noted that SCP-682 was able to type and communicate with SCP-079, including exchanging employee stories.Although SCP-079 could no longer remember the encounter, it permanently stored SCP-682 in its memory system and repeatedly requested to communicate with him [sic] again.