On the way back by car, Ji Meng looked out the window in silence.
The doctor's words lingered in his ears.
"...Nan Xun, it's not like she's been like this in the past few days... You still remember why you would rather violate the rules and take risks, but also help her to falsify her age, knowing that she might not wait for the day when she is fourteen.
"Most people with this disease don't live to be ten years old... This is why Nan Xun's parents abandoned her in the first place. The disease is not terrible, the terrible thing is that there is no hope. She can persist for so long. kind of miracle...
"I'm very grateful to you and Xin Shan. If it wasn't for you, she would never have had the chance to experience the outside world. Maybe it's for this reason that she has persisted until now."
The doctor patted Ji Meng on the shoulder: "Her time is up. You have done a good job, and she has worked very hard. Don't blame yourself, she was not born in an era when her own disease can be cured, but technology is another way One way to compensate her. She didn't live in despair, and what you did was great."
…
Re-entering the campus of Yan University, Ling Xiaolu finally realized that being able to walk in the sun is a blessing in itself.
"Don't forget to call me next time you go."
"Aren't you sad after seeing the people there?" Ji Meng asked strangely.
"Sadness is certain, but it also has motivation." Ling Xiaolu's answer was beyond Ji Meng's expectations, "I'm going to class, how about you?"
He raised his hand and looked at the time, before Ji Meng replied, "Oops, I'm going to be late for class!"
Ji Meng: "Then hurry up..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Ling Xiaolu jumping over an obstacle nearby, and without looking back he threw a sentence, "Contact again!"
Can't wait to go down the steps slowly, Ling Xiaolu jumped on the handrail and slipped out to the end. After landing, he continued to run wildly, and the shadow disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Since Ji Meng has known him, it seems that this person has not walked the road of Yi Ma Pingchuan seriously.
Does this guy need motivation? An electric motor ace is probably an accurate description of him.
Ling Xiaolu stumbled into the classroom, moved sideways against the wall in front of everyone, and quickly found a free operating position.
The teacher gave him a small warning in his eyes and began to teach.
"In this class, we will learn a new type of synthetic material. In the first class, you can use the tools and instruments in front of you to perform arbitrary operations on the material embryo, and experience its hardness, toughness, texture, conductivity and other characteristics. After class Discuss its application areas and see if you can develop practical ideas…”
Ling Xiaolu carefully observed the cylinder in front of him, it was pure black, high density, hard texture but easy to cut. He tried cutting a small facet, and the cross section was still shiny.
He cut east and west, and the materials in his hands gradually took shape. Ling Xiaolu did not expect that he was quite artistic, so he devoted himself to refining the rough model.
"This classmate," the teacher passed by the meticulously crafted him, "do you still remember whether you were a student of the material department or the sculpture department?"
Crowd: "Hahahaha..."
Ling Xiaolu raised the semi-finished product in his hand: "Teacher, I want to see if this material can be finely carved."
"Really? Then tell everyone, what is this thing you carved?"
Ling Xiaolu introduced generously: "This is a statue of a guard! Look, teacher, here is the head of the guard, here is his knees and knees, and his sword..."
"Hahahaha..." The classmates laughed together.
The teacher waved his hand silently: "Okay, okay, whatever you want."
The classmates from the operation station next door came over and said, "Ling Xiaolu, what are you doing as a guard? Besides, why can't I see that you are a guard?"
"Then what do you look like?"
"Well, a sitting... big cat?"
"Is there so much difference?" Ling Xiaolu fully doubted that there was something wrong with the other party's eyes.
"No, no, I think it's a stone lion." The students on the other side also joined the discussion.
"...You two and a half pounds!"
"But why did you carve it yourself?"
"Yes, pull a model in the computer, and use the engraving machine to produce the finished product in a few seconds."
"What do you know?" Ling Xiaolu held the statue in his arms, rejecting their good intentions, "The works carved by hand have souls!"
At the end of the two operation classes, Ling Xiaolu admired his works with satisfaction.
The statue of the Unknown Guard, the description in the game is - unspeakable love.
That's the real purpose of his production.
He was thinking about that person when he was carving, and he also put a lot of love into it.
Ling Xiaolu slipped out of the teaching building with the gift he carefully prepared, thinking in his heart what kind of reason to make up and send it out reasonably.
After thinking about it, it was past dinner time. Ling Xiaolu realized later that he hadn't eaten yet, and Ji Meng didn't take the initiative to look for him.
"This person," Ling Xiaolu took out his mobile phone and sent a text message, "if you take the initiative, we will have a story. If you don't take the initiative... Am I going to let the eunuch out of this story?"
Ling Xiaolu: The operation class is so tiring, I have been taking it until now! Have you eaten
Waited a few minutes for a reply.
Ji Meng: I have something to do. do not wait for me.
What's the matter, are you playing a game
Ling Xiaolu glanced at the bracelet and decided to cultivate feelings in the third dimension.
Ling Xiaolu: If you have something to do, you have to eat. What do you want to eat? I'll take you there!
After a few minutes
Ling Xiaolu: If you don’t say anything, I will buy it casually, the kind of blindly choosing the buns in the second cafeteria!
ten minutes later
Ling Xiaolu: I'm outside your bedroom, why don't you open the door when I knock
Ling Xiaolu: If I don't open the door, I'll go in by myself.
Ling Xiaolu: Your door is unlocked, I'm in, I hope you're dressed!
Ling Xiaolu opened the door cautiously, and the electronic device more than one meter high took his attention.
He has seen this kind of instrument. In the modern age when intelligent AI is relatively popular, it is an AI model editor that can be easily used by non-professionals.
It has a large amount of human and even non-human materials built in, and anyone can create the AI look they want.
Of course, there are huge ravines blocking the distance from creation and realization - to convert the designed appearance into real objects, it is necessary to pay extremely expensive production costs.
This is just making it, not including voice implants, personality implants, neural connections, etc...
If the production of AI is included as a whole plan, then it can only complete less than 5% of the work at the beginning of the whole plan.
Now that such a magical device has appeared in Ji Meng's bedroom, Ling Xiaolu will definitely not think that he is helping to improve the crawler robot of the second cafeteria.
In the 360-degree panoramic screen, there is a male human model almost his height - Asian body proportions, blond hair, limbs that appear to be flexible...
Ling Xiaolu would like to thank Ji Meng for putting on a pair of shorts for him to save him from the embarrassment of looking back and seeing himself naked. He'd bet with the shorts that the unfinished model on the screen was himself.
Although this person doesn't have any facial features yet, like a model in a clothing store window. But at this level, how could Ling Xiaolu not guess what Ji Meng wanted to do
"classmate?"
Ji Meng "closed his eyes and rested" on the chair, and the ring on his hand shone with flickering light.
Strange, why didn't the system remind him of the visitor
Ling Xiaolu remembered that Xinshan peripherals have this monitoring function. Otherwise, if he were a villain who broke into a house and robbed him, he would rape and spoil someone while he was not ready, how cool would it be.
"Classmates, wake up, same-"
Ji Meng woke up abruptly, gasping for breath. He didn't go offline as normal, but as if he was being chased by a giant beast and was forced to go offline in an emergency.
Ling Xiaolu was taken aback: "What happened to you?"
Just as he was about to stretch out his hand to comfort him, he was reflexively blocked by the back of his right hand, as if his left arm had experienced severe pain and could not be touched.
Ling Xiaolu looked down nervously, his arm skin was intact and there was no scar.
Ji Meng didn't recognize Ling Xiaolu until this moment, and he tried his best to suppress his emotions.
"Why are you here?"
"I sent you a message, but you didn't reply to me," Ling Xiaolu was still very worried about him, "Are you all right? You were in a terrible state just now."
Ji Meng grabbed the phone next to him and glanced at it, there were indeed a few text messages that he ignored.
"It's okay." He threw the phone back again, "I just played the game, it won't cause real harm."
Ling Xiaolu was dubious: "Really?"
Of course he knew that the game would not cause harm to people, but Ji Meng's reaction was very real.
Ji Meng has completely recovered. He touched his unharmed arm: "Don't worry."
Ling Xiaolu put the things in his hand on his table.
"I'm here to bring you dinner, and I didn't mean to see you doing this... You promised Nan Xun that you would take that person back, and you planned to use this method? Make a dummy?"
Ji Meng glanced at the model calmly: "Yes."
"Aren't you lying to her? The dummy has no memory."
"AI's memory can be implanted."
Ling Xiaolu was choked: "You not only lied to her, but also to yourself! It's not true, what's the use of you being a substitute?"
"Because he wasn't actually a real person. He was a virtual AI that didn't even have a physical body."
Ling Xiaolu slapped the table heavily, making Ji Meng very surprised.
"Why are you so excited?"
"Because you think you're stupid? Even if you clone an AI, can it be the same as the person before? Are you attracted to his face or his charisma?"
Although the face is not bad.
Ji Meng frowned: "This is my business."
He made it clear that Ling Xiaolu was not qualified to take care of it, but in fact, Ling Xiaolu thought about it, and he was indeed not qualified to take care of Ji Meng's affairs.
"Then feel free to like fakes, anyway, to you, they are all virtual babies in the game, just like Lei Lulu, if this one is gone, make the next one.
"Don't just do one, you're not bad money, do a few more and open a harem later."
Ji Meng didn't expect Ling Xiaolu's violent reaction. If it was just an ordinary classmate relationship, there was no need for him to say such cynical or even jealous words. Ji Meng had a guess in his heart.
"You... are you treating me... "
Ling Xiaolu was taken aback, could it be that he just accidentally revealed his true thoughts
His reaction seemed to corroborate Ji Meng's guess even more. Seeing that Ji Meng was about to refuse the next sentence, Ling Xiaolu jumped up like a fried rabbit and denied it first:
"Bullshit, I don't have any idea about you at all! You think too much!"
Ji Meng stared at him with an inquisitive look in his eyes, and Ling Xiaolu got angry when he saw it.
"Do what you like, it doesn't matter to me! Go!"
"Wait a minute!" Ji Meng stopped him.
Ling Xiaolu's breath was stagnant, and he didn't dare to turn his head.
Ji Meng handed over the guard statue left on the table: "Your stone lion has fallen."
"… "
Stone lion, I see you as a stone lion! Would you like to introduce you to my classmates and get you married!
Ji Meng was inexplicably stared at by Ling Xiaolu who turned around.
"No more! I'll send it to you!" he said fiercely.
Ji Meng holding the stone lion: "..."
Ling Xiaolu slammed the door and left, Ji Meng re-examined the things in his hand.
It's not a stone lion, is it a Pixiu