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The tip of the ear, is the sensitive area of the pointer.
When Lin Xun licked the cat, once it touched the tip of the ear, the pointer's ear would stick up, hide back, and if it touched a few more times, it would bite.
This situation was changed to Lin Xun, in fact... the same.
He couldn't say anything at that time, and subconsciously grabbed Dong Jun's hand.
Dongjun's actions didn't stop there.
The tip of his tongue touched his earlobe, and he rubbed it inch by inch. The fine electric current radiated from the earlobe all over the body. If he hadn't bit his lip, Lin Xun felt that he had to breathe out. He was all soft.
Xue Xin's voice came from the receiver: "Senior? Are you listening?"
"I'm listening, I..." Lin Xun just wanted to end the conversation quickly, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Dong Jun's arm wrapped around his waist.
The clothes inside were very thin, and the warmth and touch came through through the thin layer of fabric, and Lin Xun felt tensed.
Lin Xun would rather touch his earlobe than touch his waist.
Xue Xin: "Senior?"
His hand gripped his waist and seemed to slide past him carelessly.
Lin Xun closed his eyes and trembled.
- He hung up the phone.
The moment the call was hung up, he let out a sigh of relief, and the next moment he was turned over and pressed on the desk.
The five fingers are separated and pressed, the fingers are interlocked, and the back of the hand rests on the table.
The body was imprisoned, a very intense kiss, no room, not gentle, attacked like a siege.
When he was finally let go, Lin Xun was panting, his body was still soft, lacking oxygen, and the things in front of him were slightly blurred.
He blinked a few times, and the appearance of Dongjun in front of him finally became clear.
The man looked at himself and lowered his eyelashes slightly, but he couldn't see anything in the color, just like he didn't do anything just now.
Lin Xun felt that he knew why he was doing this.
He felt that he should be a little angry, but he couldn't get angry with Dongjun's face.
In the end, he could only say: "... You are so annoying."
Dongjun still held his posture, leaned down and kissed the corner of his eye.
Lin Xun was a little itchy by him, smiled and hid: "I didn't plan to play with him."
Dongjun: "Yeah."
- The strength on the waist is relaxed a little.
How is this person like this.
Inexplicably, Lin Xun also tasted a little cute, and he felt that Dongjun was a little more real.
He looked at Dongjun.
Dongjun also looked at him.
After hearing each other's breaths, Lin Xun was pressed down again.
This time the movement was gentler, but the position was too dangerous.
When he noticed some signs, Lin Xun turned his head with difficulty and took a few breaths.
Him: "This is the office..."
Dong Jun leaned on his shoulder and smiled a few times.
Lin Xun was pulled up by him and placed back on the chair.
Lin Xun looked at Dongjun—his thin, pale lips finally turned a little bloody, which made the whole person look like a human being. The outline instantly became alive, and danger was about to emerge, like a thousand-year-old demon who has cultivated for ten thousand years. , as long as you close your eyes, you will be eaten by him in the next second.
Lin Xun blinked.
There is a faint smile in Dongjun's eyes: "...I'm not a beast."
Lin Xun said in his heart that you looked like you just now.
Dongjun picked up the glasses on the table and put them back on.
That kind of paranoid domineering was suppressed by a pair of glasses and disappeared without a trace. But at the same time, his temperament became alienated, and he turned back to the man who was aloof and ignorant of ordinary people.
Lin Xun adjusted his tie.
Xue Xin called again, he hung up, and sent back a text message, saying that it is inconvenient for him to answer the phone now, and because of various reasons such as project planning, he has no willingness to cooperate with you, sorry.
Dongjun: "Looking at Luo?"
"Well." Lin Xun looked back at the screen.
There was such a fuss on the desk just now, and a lot of files were messed up - but the desktop was big enough that his computer was not affected.
"I think it's a bit strange, it's a bit smarter than I thought, I can't rule out..." As he was talking, Lin Xun's brows wrinkled.
Before Xue Xin's phone call, he found a string of code that was not quite right, and was about to study it - he remembered it clearly, and he stopped the cursor there.
But at this moment, when he looked there again, he found that it was just a string of unremarkable codes, which were very harmonious with the context.
He pursed his lips.
To be honest, it was actually expected.
"But it doesn't rule out that there are factors that I haven't discovered." He said in his usual tone.
Dongjun: "So have you come to a conclusion?"
"Got it." Lin Xun turned off the interface: "It secretly learned things outside."
Dongjun: "It's amazing."
"It's pretty awesome..." Lin Xun whispered, "Dongdu spent 200,000 yuan to buy it."
Dongjun smiled deeply: "It's just a shareholding, buy out... I'm afraid I can't afford it."
Lin Xun also thought it was very funny.
"After Ruan Zhi called me the other day, I thought about how to hire people and develop external functions after getting tens of millions of investment." He said, "As of today, according to the plan, Luo Gai has become a mature man. Multifunctional management system."
"Compared with external functions, I think Luo's core is the most important thing," Dongjun said, "as if you are more important. I don't really want to see you spend your energy on managing employees or developing those The icing on the cake is functional.”
"I won't put my energy into that now." Lin Xun looked at Dong Jun, and he felt that he was emboldened: "I should spend my energy on falling in love with you."
Dongjun laughed.
"This is an exception," he said.
Lin Xun got up from him, returned to his position, and asked him, "What are you doing today?"
Dongjun said: "Make a plan."
Then started doing it.
Dongjun at work refreshed Lin Xun's cognition again.
After three hours of discussion, a table appeared in front of him, detailing the tasks for these twenty days, accurate to a quarter of a day.
If it wasn't for Lin Xun's suggestion that "my teammates and I don't have a strong sense of time," he would even think that Dongjun could make the task accurate to every hour.
it is good.
A boss is a boss.
While making plans with him, other people will come in in Dongjun's office - most of which are operations such as signing a document. At noon, they got bored for a while, and continued to spend the afternoon at work. Lin Xun had to admit that he had spent a very efficient afternoon.
When it was time to get off work, the task schedule was full of checkmarks, and Lin Xun moved his joints.
Dongjun poured him a cup of coffee: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Lin Xun was a little content, and lazily drew a few straight lines without rules on the paper: "I feel like I'm back in my student days."
Dongjun: "You are like the kind of person who starts to review on the last day before the final exam."
Lin Xun laughed.
This is the truth.
When he was a student, he spent every day taking classes at the Mathematics and Physics College, flipping through a new class before the exam, and he could get a score of 90 or so.
Dongjun: "I'll take you home?"
"Well..." Lin Xun said.
Dongjun: "Or you come and live with me."
"Not tonight," Lin Xun said, "I still have everything at home."
Dongjun leaned over and kissed his forehead: "Think about it."
Lin Xun neither refused nor agreed.
In the car, he sent a message to the group.
Lin Algorithm: I'm going home.
Wang An An: Don't go back.
Zhao Jianzhu: Don't come back.
Lin algorithm:
But the group was silent, and no one replied.
Lin Xun: "?"
He felt a little confused - Wang An'an didn't matter, what happened to Zhao Jianshe. Overnight, a dramatic change in opinion
He felt that there must be something strange, which strengthened his heart to go back. Although, he still wanted to stay by Dongjun's side.
Holding Dong Jun's hand, he said good night, and after seeing Dong Jun's car drive away, he returned to the third floor holding the pointer.
Knocked on the door, no one opened.
Lin Xun frowned - Could it be that a monster has invaded.
He didn't hesitate any longer, the fingerprint verification passed, and the door opened.
The living room is empty, there are takeaway boxes on the table, and several professional books are scattered on the sofa.
Lin Xun's heart was raised at that time.
He put the cat down and walked quickly to Zhao Jiji's room, which was closest to the door. The door was unlocked, and he opened it with almost breaking force. At first glance, he looked at the computer desk that Zhao Jiji usually used to play games.
The desktop computer screen is dark and there is no one in the chair.
Lin Xun's heart beat violently.
However, the next moment, he saw something.
Lin Xun: "..."
He was about to blurt out uncivilized words.
On the side of the wall near the door, there is an oval-shaped silver object with beautiful lines placed against the wall. It is very large and can fit a person.
Of course Lin Xun knew this.
husk.
An immersive holographic experience cabin developed by Galaxy.
His mood was ups and downs, and at this moment, he was about to take a deep breath, took a deep breath, and kicked the silver-white holographic cabin with his foot.
A minute later, the hatch opened smoothly, Zhao Jiji's blond head stuck out, then he sat up from inside and looked at Lin Xun.
"You're back." Zhao Jijie's attitude was flat: "I'm playing games. I have something to eat in the refrigerator. I'll take it myself. I'll continue."
Lin Xun looked at him: "I thought you were dead."
Zhao Framework: "Go away."
Lin Xun looked at the fruit shell again: "Did you borrow money online?"
"Your husband gave it," Zhao Jiji said, "Speaking of a Children's Day gift, I gave four sets."
Row.
A nutshell, immediately changed his mouth and became "your husband".
After all, he still overestimated Zhao's integrity.
Lin Xun sat down on the chair next to him: "Are they playing too?"
"Yes," Zhao Jiji said, "I'm going to lie down now, you can play too, I'll add you as a friend."
Lin Xun: "...Okay."
Zhao Jiji did what he said, and when the voice fell, the whole person fell back into the nut shell, the hatch was closed, and he lost contact with the world.
Lin Xun thought to himself that if there was an earthquake at this time, none of the three people in the house would be able to escape.
But on second thought, in the event of an earthquake, running around in a building isn't necessarily safer than staying in a nutshell.
Without Zhao Jiji, the entire room fell into a dead silence like a cemetery, with only the faint humming of machinery running around. Lin Xun turned around and went back to his room.
An identical husk lay beside his bed, and the manual lay on his desk. He opened it to read and found that it was not only a Nutshell, but also the top model. The price of the Nutshell is divided into gradients. The price of the ordinary configuration is 200,000 yuan. If it goes up, it can almost be called the top of the official website. The matching is 700,000, and if it is customized, any price is possible.
According to Zhao Zhijie, on the day he was away, Galaxy delivered them four top-quality nutshells—this may be the reason why Zhao Zhijie didn't say a word all day, he may have been completely bought off, Or maybe he actually pretended to be bribed and was hooked by the game, so he didn't have time to go to Lin Xun to speak.
do not care.
Lin Xun edited information for Dongjun, mainly to express his gratitude.
Apart from his gratitude, he couldn't say anything else—Dongjun gave away nearly 4 million yuan, and he couldn't return such a heavy gift, unless Luo Cheng was a month later.
The message was sent, but there was no reply for the time being—he knew it was because Dongjun was driving.
Putting down the phone, he observed the beautiful shape of the nut shell, and then lay down in the cabin according to the instructions in the manual. The silver-white lid was smoothly closed, and at the moment of closing, all the subtle sounds from the outside receded like a tide, and he fell into a vacuum-like silence, with a vast silvery white in front of him.
The mechanical device began to operate, and the body was fixed. There seemed to be a subtle current flowing around the body, spreading all over the body, and an indescribable feeling spread. He knew that this was the function of the tens of thousands of probes in the legend.
About five minutes later, a soft mechanical female voice came out of nowhere: "Configured, please cooperate to activate."
A three-dimensional interface unfolded in front of his eyes, which was actually somewhat similar to the system space. Lin Xun cooperated with the system to configure various options, as well as a series of necessary settings such as account registration.
About five minutes later, the account was created, and the interface in front of him suddenly changed.
After a moment of dizziness, the scene in front of me gradually became clear - it was a silver-white cubic space, like a room. And his posture is no longer lying, but standing.
Lin Xun looked down. He was wearing a system-configured outfit, simple jeans and a white T-shirt. The T-shirt had a nutshell logo on it, and the fabric was very realistic. He tried to walk a few steps, and his steps were a little floating, but he could walk freely in this space.
At the same time, the female voice of the system sounded again: "Welcome to the Nutshell Space, please operate the guide."
Lin Xun.
The world inside the husk is divided into three parts.
One part is the "nutshell space" where he is now, which is private to each user, a personal space similar to a home. Users can follow their own preferences to set up here - you want to live in ancient castles, modern buildings, and even caves of cavemen You can, of course, you can also invite other users to be guests.
The second part is the community, which is used to meet the social needs of users. This part does not need to be repeated. There are only a few ways of socializing. However, the operation specifically explained that due to various reasons, Nutshell has strict restrictions on the mutual contact of users, and intimate actions below the neck are not allowed. If they insist on doing it, they will be forcibly separated by the system.
The third part is the most important, the game platform. Major game manufacturers have settled in, and users can enter various games designed by them through Nutshell to experience the joy of holographic online games.
Due to technical difficulties, there are still very few games on the platform, only a few, but it is conceivable that in the next few years, they will sprout like bamboo shoots after a rain, building a huge holographic game ecosystem.
Lin Xun had no particular interest in games. He adjusted several modes, set his personal space as a spaceship, adopted a white cat pet, and began to sit on the spaceship and play cats.
This theme is in line with his aesthetic, the silver-white streamlined building, the spaceship slowly moving forward in the endless star sea, and the eternal starlight is blowing toward the face, as if being in a science fiction movie about voyages.
The touch of the cat hair is very real, very similar to a pointer, but the virtual products are not as flexible as living things, and the reflections are very mechanical - for example, when the neck is touched, it purrs at a certain frequency, and when the ear is touched, it is another. One, after putting it down, it will follow you along the track you walked without leaving an inch.
The housekeeper npc—a little girl with silver hair and blue eyes is also in this state. Her appearance is extremely realistic, and it is the specification of the top CG. The interaction and language are very flexible, but—after all, you can feel that she is not a real person, Because the real artificial intelligence system did not appear.
Lin Xun analyzed the parts of interest one by one in this way, and received a friend invitation from Zhao Jiji in the middle, and then added Wang Anan and Jiang Lian to the friend list.
The friend list shows that both Zhao Zhe and Jiang Lian are in the game, but Wang An'an is in the social area.
Lin Xun chose an option "invite friends to visit the home".
After touching it, a pop-up response "Friend 'H World No. 1' has accepted your invitation."
Five seconds later, a silver light appeared beside him, and after the silver light dissipated, a figure appeared.
A handsome man with long silver hair, black trench coat, black sunglasses, slender and tall.
Lin Xun stared at him for three seconds, and after three seconds, he laughed out loud.
"Okay." He said, "Your plastic surgery was too successful."
The beautiful man "H No. 1 in the world" took off his sunglasses, sat beside him, and watched the stars outside the porthole with him. This scene is very beautiful and poetic, and Lin Xun almost applauds it.
However, the moment Wang An'an opened his mouth, this beautiful atmosphere was completely destroyed.
Wang An An: "What's your dog's name?"
Lin Xun looked at his name "A Lively Maxwell Demon".
He: "Just pick it up, what's your dog's name?"
Wang An'an plausibly said: "I just played the game, my skills must be unfamiliar, and I will be scolded by my teammates. So I am called 'H No. 1 in the world'. In this way, after I cheated my teammates, they will remember my name and discriminate against H. A language, I feel that people who use this language are rookies.”
Lin Xun applauded his tortuous brain circuits and his endless struggle with H.
He didn't continue the topic, but looked at the virtual starry sky, and then at the NC housekeeper who was standing beside her. Her snow-white petticoat looked as soft as the clouds in the sky. Lin Xun said, "I think it's quite real."
Wang Anan: "Maybe this is the top match."
Lin Xun didn't speak.
Wang Anan: "What happened to you?"
"I'm thinking about a question," Lin Xun said slowly, "How can we be sure that the real world we live in is not another virtual reality?"
Wang Anan: "Just think about it."
Lin Xun: "I didn't think about it. I'm serious. Do you remember the brain in the vat? There is also self-awareness. We took a course in the School of Philosophy and talked about it in order to make up the credits."
"You took seventy-two in that class." Wang An said, "I took ninety in the exam, so in front of you, I am a philosopher."
"Philosopher Wang, so what do you think about this issue?" Lin Xun asked sincerely.
"This question doesn't need philosophy at all, and I can overturn it for you." Wang An said.
Lin Xun: "You speak."
Wang Anan stretched out his hand and watched. First, he looked at the back of his hand with faint blue blood vessels, and then at the palm of his hand with shallow palm lines. It's real, but also lacks detail in places and looks too smooth—like nails that are too beautifully shaped, and skin that's smooth enough to be a top hand model.
"The technology is almost at the top," Wang Anan said, "but it also seems quite fake. If it is fully simulated - there is an old scar here, a pimple there, etc., the technical requirements are higher."
Lin Xun: "Well."
Speaking of Wang An'an's palm, he conjured a can of Coke out of thin air. He opened the tab, and after the popping sound typical of carbonated drinks passed, the man poured out the Coke—and it fell on the floor.
The dark liquid trickled out at a constant speed, forming a large pool on the floor, and then flowing down through the gap where the alloy floor was connected to each other. Although this picture is realistic, it lacks the layering that is unique to the real world, and it has a rubbery texture.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Anan flattened the cans with his hands—the cans became a mass of tin skin, the pictures of the bottle body were squeezed and twisted, and the bottle body was covered with various creases.
"This is not a 3D game, this is holography - think about the amount of computation required for the physical performance of this can," Wang Anan: "The physical feedback in this place is all at this level. Now there are nearly one nutshell in the world. 100 million units are in use, how many supercomputers must be combined to supply this amount of computation?"
Lin Xun thought for a while and smiled, "There are quite a few."
Suppose it's an ordinary machine, and you want to use it to make a holographic model of the hand just now - sorry, it can only answer you with a crash or a white screen. This level of operation requires the use of supercomputers, and there are more than one supercomputers, and everyone knows the success of supercomputers, which is astronomical.
"So only Galaxy or Eagle can afford this operation. Even so, if we look at it, it's still quite fake." Wang An said: "If this holographic world is so real that you have to think about it from a philosophical point of view. True or false, you think about the technical difficulty."
Lin Xun looked at the starry sky and sighed in confusion.
"Even if it can be achieved technically, it can't be done in terms of construction. How much does it cost." Wang An'an made a final decision: "I tell you, ten galaxies can't stand to burn like this."
Lin Xun: "You're right... I have to think differently."
Wang Anan: "What?"
Lin Xun: "...It's nothing, I started to regret that the philosophy class didn't listen well."
Wang An An patted him on the shoulder: "Don't doubt your life, young man. You now have a cat, a career, and a husband. You are a winner in life."
Lin Xun: "Why aren't you a little surprised by my sexual orientation? I don't think society is that open yet."
"Save it," Wang An said, "we still don't know what kind of virtue you have."
Lin Xun raised his eyebrows: "What kind of virtue do I have?"
"You just like people who are better than you," Wang Anan, "so I guess you will not only like your man, but you will also be a lover."
Lin Xun: "."
He clicked the option and invited Wang Anan out of his home: "I'm so disappointed in you."
Wang An'an struggled a second before disappearing: "Then you refute me."
- If he could refute it, would he still throw people out of their homes? Wang Anan obviously did not understand this truth.
Lin Xun continued to face the starry sky, thinking about life.