When AI intelligent people meet fierce gods

Since Li Pu was detained by the police, the old house ushered in a period of peace.

There were no sudden supernatural adventures, no friends around him were killed, and even a certain golden-eyed thief never bothered him again.

Yiqi became a quiet and handsome man again, immersed in scientific research all day long, and became an ordinary science popularization anchor again.

The old audience wailed and looked forward to the arrival of "Outdoor Ghost Show" in the live broadcast room.

[My anchor has been recommended on the homepage more than once, beheaded and show off, leading the way!His name must be on the list of this supernatural show! 】

All the viewers are in the barrage, swearing to declare so.

Each "Outdoor Spiritual Show" is jointly organized by the Mantou Company and the Bread Company.

There is a limit on the number of guests to participate, usually three from each of the two companies, a total of six people will participate.

Each company has countless contracted anchors, and the anchors have been intriguing, fighting openly and secretly, and desperately trying to attract traffic for the only three places in the competition.

It was the turn of this year's "Outdoor Spiritual Show" to be held in Lujiang City, but the candidates for the two companies did not know what problems they encountered, and they hadn't decided until now.

The audience was dying of anxiety, but Yi Qi continued to do experiments leisurely in the live broadcast as if nothing had happened.

Today, he's been grinding a sphere in front of the camera.

The whole body of the ball is silver, which is very similar to the color of his eyes. There is no trace of welding on the outside, and the inside is not clear.

Yi Qi just polished it over and over again, making its outer shell more and more round, and finally infinitely approaching the roundest sphere.

Those who watched in the live broadcast room were confused, and Yi Qi didn't explain much. He didn't throw the ball into the air until the completion of the work: "Start it."

Following his voice, regular blue fine lines lit up on the shell of the sphere, and it floated steadily in midair. The sphere vibrated slightly, and a sound came from inside.

"My maker, hello."

Yuanqiu asked politely, "What is the meaning of my existence?"

Its questions are exactly the same as those asked when the 250 was born.

There was an uproar in the live broadcast room.

[Fuck!Strange!How did the anchor make another robot?How was it made, why was it able to stop firmly in mid-air, and still be able to speak? 】

[The host's robot last time was modified from a sweeping robot, maybe this one is modified from a drone? 】

[What about it?Whose drone has no wings, just a round ball? 】

[The effect of special effects?Or is the anchor really a mysterious and crazy genius scientist? 】

[Maybe it's just a prop!Then install the communicator, add a magnet to absorb it, and cause the metal ball to hover...]

The barrage was constantly arguing and discussing, but Yi Qi just looked up at the ball floating in mid-air in front of the camera.

"Be a housekeeper who handles foreign affairs." He replied, "You are a socially defensive intelligent machine."

"Okay, sir."

The housekeeper Yuanqiu immediately changed the title, and continued to ask: "May I ask for my name?"

Yiqi: "Do you have a name you like?"

"How about number 0?" Yuanqiu politely suggested, "0 is a wonderful number that contains all possibilities."

The barrage in the live broadcast room couldn't help laughing out loud after hearing its name.

[0 is a good name, but there is still a 1 missing. 】

[It named itself because its body is a ball, more like 0? 】

[This name is too stalking...]

Facing the request from ball 0, Yi Qigang wanted to agree: "Yes..."

"No! I don't agree—"

But at this time, 250 suddenly rushed into the work room, with two big eye lights flashing, and wailed in a mechanical voice: "Where did this little bitch come from, wanting to take my place in the palace?"

Yi Qi: "...250, don't watch so many Gongdou TV series recently."

"And you two have different functions and occupations." He paused and added.

"I don't care!" 250, like a child who suddenly found out that his parents had a second child, tried to play tricks to maintain his status as the only child, "Am I not your only cutie?"

"..." Yiqi paused, and then tried to appease him, "You will always be the only brat in the family."

250 turned around at his feet, making a weeping sound: "嘤~~"

"Don't be coquettish, obey orders."

Yi Qi introduced each other respectively: "It's 0, it's 250, let's get to know each other."

"Tsk!"

250 made a disgusted voice: "Number 0, what a weird name!"

The sphere No. 0 floating in the air couldn't help trembling, and asked seriously: "250, is this name serious?"

The two sides unanimously began to dislike each other's name.

And in the live broadcast room, the audience watched the two of them fight each other, and they were already laughing like crazy.

【Ha ha!Script or not, the plot is really interesting. 】

[The first robot palace competition is just beginning. 】

[They will also compete for favor, these two little things are so cute, it reminds me of the cat and dog at home, they scratch each other like this! 】

Just when the barrage was full of laughter, suddenly another barrage was caught in it, which was very obvious.

[The list of "Outdoor Ghost Show" is out!The three quotas for Mantou Company are: Zhao Junxuan, Li Guoqiang, and Yi Qi. 】

[Congratulations to the anchor, you are going to compete! 】

……

The annual "Outdoor Ghost Show" was held in Lujiang City this year.

Many fans and spectators came here admiringly, but they were all blocked by the staff, so they could only gather a crowd to watch the venue before the start of the match.

Feng Qingtong, the big boss of Mantou Live Broadcasting Company, and Duan Tiangang, the big boss of Bread Live Broadcasting Company, sat in the judging panel respectively, warming up for the live broadcast in advance.

Boss Feng was handsome, with sculpted eyebrows and handsome eyes. He sat on the seat, smiled and waved to the outside, which immediately caused a burst of screams from the onlookers.

Amidst the cheers and shouts of his fans, he unceremoniously tore open a bag of chicken feet with pickled peppers, preparing for a pre-match snack.

Si Jiuliu, assistant to the president, was standing beside him. Seeing that he was about to slap the chicken paw, he hurriedly leaned down and whispered into his ear, "Now there is a live broadcast."

In front of so many viewers in the live broadcast room, it seems unattractive for you to gnaw chicken feet like this.

Reminded by Si Jiuliu, Boss Feng paused for a while holding the snack, but finally reluctantly put down the chicken feet that were about to go into his mouth, and picked up a small cream cake instead.

Even if he doesn't eat chicken feet, he can eat some other snacks, anyway, it is absolutely impossible for him to give up snacks.

Si Jiuliu has been with him for many years, knowing that his boss has only such a hobby, so he no longer obstructs and persuades him, but honestly stays by his side.

Being good-looking is to take advantage. No matter what Feng Qingtong does, even if she simply eats some snacks, it will always cause cheers from the onlookers.

On the other hand, Duan Tiangang, the owner of Bread Live Broadcast, is here, but it is quiet and cold, and no one pays attention.

Boss Duan glanced at Feng Qingtong, and let out a cold snort of disdain from his nostrils.

After coldly snorting, he glanced enviously at the tall and thin figure of the other party, and then looked down at his round beer belly.

Why is that guy still in such a healthy body after eating Hesai and eating snacks every day?

And I have hired so many personal fitness trainers, I don’t even dare to touch meat every day, my stomach is so fat that I can’t see my toes?

Is this reasonable?

Boss Duan buried this envy deep in his heart, raised his eyebrows coldly at Boss Feng, and snorted again in disdain.

This pair of old enemies in the business war didn't like each other very much.

Just as the anchors of the two companies entered the arena, Boss Duan glanced at the contestants and immediately sneered, "Boss Feng, is there no one in your company? Why did you send so many newcomers to the stage this year?"

The participating guests of Mantou Live Broadcasting Company: Zhao Junxuan, Li Guoqiang, Yi Qi.

Among them, apart from Zhao Junxuan who is called "Teacher Zhao", Li Guoqiang and Yi Qi are both newcomers who just emerged this year.

"The only veteran, he didn't perform very well in Ping'an Middle School!" Boss Duan continued to speak eccentrically.

Boss Feng swallowed the cake in his mouth, and smiled slightly: "It's not as good as Boss Duan, the veteran on your side. In the live broadcast, even if you lose face, you have to lose the most."

What he was referring to was naturally Ping An Middle School.

The participating guests of Bread Live Broadcasting Company: Liu Feibai, Yuan Linlin, and Zhou Zu.

And Zhou Zu, the anchor of the bread company, first abandoned his partner and fled in the wild during the live broadcast, and then fell into the hands of Li Gui in an equally embarrassing coma, and was finally rescued by Yi Qi from the steamed bun company.

Faced with the ridicule of her old enemy, Feng Qingtong naturally poked the opponent's painful feet unceremoniously.

In the friendly atmosphere of the two exposing their scars to each other, the guests entered the arena smoothly, and all the live broadcast equipment was in place, aiming at the six anchors on the field.

The most watched "Outdoor Ghost Show" will start live broadcast soon.

Just at this time, Feng Qingtong raised her eyebrows and turned to look in the direction of the backstage.

All eyes were on the upcoming live broadcast, Feng Qingtong quietly slipped out of her seat while no one was paying attention to him, and crept into the rest room at the backstage of the venue.

As soon as the door of the rest room was pushed open, I saw a person dressed in red, reclining on a chair, with black hair like a waterfall, winding and hanging down, holding an ebony brass cigarette rod in his hand, and a faint aura slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth. smoke ring.

Hearing the noise, the man glanced over impatiently with the only remaining dark gold eye.

With a smile on Feng Qingtong's face, he bowed and saluted: "Living ancestor, what do you want to do as an old man?"

"Why, not welcome?"

"Where do you dare, I'm just curious about what wind brought you here? Also, I heard people say that your eyes..."

He raised his head curiously, and glanced at Feng Zhu with some trepidation.

In Feng Zhukong's eye sockets, the scars around the corners of the eyes have become very shallow, leaving only a few faint traces of gold.

As for the eye sockets that had been gouged out, traces of black energy actually gathered in them, surging continuously in his eye sockets.

"The eyes are given away." Feng Zhu didn't blame Feng Qingtong for looking up and down, but pointed lazily at the eye sockets, "But it won't be long before the eyeballs will regenerate."

The black air surging in the eye sockets gave people a very ominous feeling.

It's sticky and cold, full of evil thoughts, and it's disgusting at a glance, and it doesn't match Fengzhu's handsome face very much.

"Evil thoughts in the world are not extinguished, and I will last forever."

He tapped the cigarette rod in his hand on the armrest of the chair back, with a half-smile on his mouth: "You all know about this, and you are also afraid of this, aren't you?"

Feng Qingtong didn't dare to speak casually, so she could barely cope with it a few times, and promptly shifted the topic to another place: "Living ancestor, the purpose of your coming this time is to..."

He glanced at the live broadcast in the lounge, and glanced at a certain white-haired guest.

Feng Zhu finally showed a smile on his face: "I'll come and see him."

As if a naughty child finally met his favorite toy, when Feng Zhu met Yi Qi, his heart and eyes were full of each other.

Feng Qingtong sighed secretly in her heart, silently praying for that talented young man.

Since ancient times, if you encounter a fierce god, you will only have bad luck, and there will be no good luck.

I hope young people can hold on!