Finding that the original dream-making card had disappeared, Chi Xiaochi took another dream-making card from the warehouse, and after doing the same, put it back into the use slot.
After finishing this job, Chi Xiaochi fell asleep to the sound of 061's reading, with the little milk leopard, a constant temperature warm water bag, in his arms.
The little milk leopard was not very obedient, and crawled up and down on him for a while, and finally chose the nest on his chest, and his limbs were comfortably spread out.
With this little ancestor in his pocket, Chi Xiaochi slept well.
When he was woken up by it in the early morning, Chi Xiaochi was in a daze and thought of dog meat.
I sometimes play with dog meat and fall to the ground at home and pretend to be dead.
Dogmeat is also loyal. It can't see it, so it turns its nose on itself. When it finds that something is wrong, it immediately jumps on itself and jumps up and down, trying to force Chi Xiaochi to restart, and almost vomits blood on Chi Xiaochi's foot.
Thinking of the past, he smiled slightly, held the little milk leopard in front of him, pulled its front paws, wiped it with a wet towel, and kissed the soft plum blossom-shaped paw pads.
The little leopard was stunned.
The thick-skinned little guy before seemed embarrassed and hid under the quilt.
Chi Xiaochi easily grabbed the little leopard, put it on the side of the neck socket, scraped it from its ears all the way to the back with his fingertips, and pulled a little leopard out of the ear of the plane.
The little milk leopard was rubbed over and over, its neck, eyebrows and cheeks were rubbed over and over, and the meat tail was swung back and forth, making a comfortable low-pitched snoring.
Chi Xiaochi was playing with the little leopard with all his heart, and 061 spoke up.
There was some strange patience in his voice: "Xiaochi."
Chi Xiaochi's thumb was repeatedly rubbing the underside of its fleshy belly: "Why?"
061: "... wake up, time to cook."
Chi Xiaochi picked up the milk leopard, buried his face on the furry belly of the little milk leopard, and took a deep breath.
061: "…"
Chi Xiaochi put the little milk leopard on his neck and recommended 061: "Teacher Liu, the leopard tastes really good when you suck it."
061 pressed the numb belly, and said with a smile: "Really?"
Chi Xiaochi: "If you don't believe me, come out and try."
The little milk leopard hugged his tail and licked it, indicating that the taste was normal.
Chi Xiaochi heated the pot, took out three fresh eggs, and threw them into boiling water to cook.
After washing up, He Wanwan brought Jing Yiming, who was recovering from a serious illness, to watch Chi Xiaochi cook and cook.
Chi Xiaochi glanced at the two small dumplings made of pink and jade, and said to He Wanwan, "Want to eat soft boiled eggs or normal boiled eggs?"
He Wanwan replied in a soft voice, "Purple-hearted egg."
Jing Yiming asked, "Sister, what is a soft-hearted egg?"
He Wanwan stroked his hair very maturely and said, "Sister will tell you later."
After that, she turned to Chi Xiaochi again and threw the question as it was: "Uncle Ding, what is a soft-hearted egg."
Chi Xiaochi patiently answered the children's 100,000 whys: "It's an egg with an undercooked yolk."
He Wanwan and Jing Yiming: "Oh—"
Jing Yiming raised his face and asked He Wanwan, "Will the eggs hurt if they are fully cooked?"
He Wanwan has long passed the age of worrying about this issue, but she still gently coaxes the child who is much younger than her: "It should be."
Jing Yiming said in a milky voice, "Then I want to eat soft-hearted eggs that won't hurt."
Chi Xiaochi turned his head and was about to say something when he realized that Jing Yiming was not wearing gloves, he put his two small hands in his pockets, and a small piece of exposed skin turned red from the cold.
Chi Xiaochi asked, "Where are your gloves?"
Jing Yiming replied obediently, "I got up just now, but I didn't find it."
Chi Xiaochi didn't even talk about helping people find it, so he gloated first: "I'll see if your mother won't scold you for a while, hahahaha."
061: "..." What is this Uncle Mudslide.
As soon as this idea came to him, the little milk leopard that he sent his soul to was handed out with his belly on his back.
Chi Xiaochi's tone was like a hawker selling water heaters on the flyover: "Hey, keep this warm."
Jing Yiming unexpectedly took something soft and hot in his arms, and with a little difficulty he hugged the little leopard tightly, observed it carefully for a while, and said in surprise: "Yeah, it's the little leopard. I saw you in the picture book. "
… 061 was a little moved.
This is the first creature to recognize its identity without a tag after he came to this world.
He Wanwan kindly told her younger brother Science: "This is a dog."
Chi Xiaochi didn't change his face and said, "Nonsense, this is obviously a hand warmer."
Jing Yiming, whose worldview was originally normal, suddenly fell into chaos.
061: … ugh.
Hand warmers should be hand warmers. We can't let Chi Xiaochi, the uncle, sweep the floor majestically in front of the children.
He put Jing Yiming in his arms and dutifully cosplayed the hand warmer for half an hour. During this period, Jing Yiming ripped it open for various inspections, trying to find out where the switch was.
When he asked for the "hand warmer" back, Chi Xiaochi pinched the thin beard that just came out of its mouth, and asked, "Yi Ming, what is this?"
Jing Yiming said obediently, "Hand warmer."
061: "..." Sin ah.
That being said, undercooked soft-hearted eggs are not good for a child of this age after all.
Chi Xiaochi boiled the noodles with the mutton bone soup left over two days ago, and served it to everyone hot, while the eggs were laid in the woman's bowl.
He steamed digestible children's custard for the children, and even ordered sesame oil and chopped green onion on top of the custard.
While eating, he took the pen and paper in the lounge and began to draw the design of the original earthen stove.
Halfway through the painting, he called out, "Teacher Six, Teacher Six."
061 responded gently: "Huh?"
Chi Xiaochi: "This is what we eat, we need snacks. Help me to see how big the firewood stove should be and how to install the bellows? It's got a rough look."
061 said: "Let me see."
While speaking, 061 never stopped computing for a moment.
A few days ago, he used the little milk leopard virus to bring down several base stations, but he never expected to use this temporarily compiled virus program to paralyze the AI of the whole world.
When the virus was delivered to an AI close to the core, it was stopped, and a surveillance AI followed its path of transmission.
Although 061 designed anti-tracking performance for the virus, he was facing a group of AI after all.
It took two days to find out, which is the limit of 061's ability.
Not long after breakfast, his program was under siege, and countless AI viruses that were poisonous enough to self-destruct him continued to attack outside his firewall.
Fortunately, 061 saved his mind and locked his positioning system for the first time, at least blocking the possibility of them tracking Chi Xiaochi.
He hung up the inside line and sent a message to 023: "Jianghu emergency."
023 seconds back: "No help."
061: "Trouble 089 write me a virus."
023: "He is the biggest virus in the world, do you want it?"
…and then there is no text.
061 smiled and waited for 023's reply while dealing with those viruses.
About 30 seconds later, 023 went online again, but apparently the chat object had changed.
Because there were four powerful words from the opposite side: "Dad is here!!"
If it wasn't for being overwhelmed by the virus, and he had to help Koike set up a stove, 061 would be able to do the work with a single system.
After briefly informing himself of his requirements for the virus, 061 said, "Fifteen minutes?"
089: "Ten minutes to get it."
061 smiled: "Thanks."
After closing the chat window with 089, 061 quickly consolidated the firewall and solved the most ferocious viruses according to the data sent back by the firewall, while seriously discussing his stove with Chi Xiaochi: "The bellows should be installed on the right side of the firewood stove. The parameters can be measured when you start doing it, just where do you plan to ship the cement and sand?"
Chi Xiaochi turned the pen out of the flower: "We have a truck, so we can't bring anything."
061 really liked his energetic appearance, and said with a smile: "Well, everything can be shipped. But don't forget to design a chimney for heat dissipation."
Chi Xiaochi clapped his hands: "Oh, yes, the chimney."
He lowered his head to draw the chimney.
Jing Yiming, who was beside him, looked out the window and suddenly called out, "Xue!"
It was snowing heavily outside, like goose feathers, swirling in pieces, covering the oil pipelines in the rear, making the whole world quiet.
Jing Yiming wanted to go out to play in the snow, but his fever had just subsided, so he could only obediently huddle in his sleeping bag to rest, but the child's playful nature was a problem, and his watery eyes were still staring at the outside.
Chi Xiaochi hugged his little leopard and drew a sketch.
Jing Zihua is talking with the newly arrived brothers, the big and small suns.
The parents held a thermos cup with hot tea and discussed what to do in the future.
He Wanwan stood beside Jing Yiming.
Yan Lanlan put on gloves and a scarf and ran outside, planning to come back with a small snowball to play with Jing Yiming.
Yan Lanlan didn't dare to go far, so she gathered a pile of snow by the house, and planned to pinch two little rabbits, one big and one small, and give them to the two children to play with.
No one could have imagined that this small service area would welcome an uninvited guest at such a time.
Before it came close and spoke, Yan Lanlan didn't even realize that something was approaching.
She was busy pinching out Xuetu's ears, when she suddenly heard a pleasant young voice coming from her feet: "Excuse me."
Yan Lanlan shivered and immediately looked down—
The visitor was a small mechanical guide dog.
It's made to look like a Samoyed, furry, but it's really small, so small that the central AI doesn't bother to spend the extra effort to force it off.
There was a lot of snow on it, it looked a little bloated, and it was a little embarrassed to describe, but its attitude was very gentleman.
It raised its head and asked Yan Lanlan: "Miss, may I ask if you have seen a lady named Xu Jingyuan. She is eight years old, wearing a camel-colored trench coat, red leather shoes, a silver butterfly hairpin on her head, and big eyes. But my eyesight is bad."
Yan Lanlan calmed down and chatted with it for a while before learning from its mouth that Xu Jingyuan was its owner.
The small guide dog has been out of the factory for three years and was bought by an ordinary family in the next city.
For three years, it has been the guide dog of Xu Jingyuan, the daughter of the Xu family.
It was in a temporary hibernation state when the cataclysm occurred. The parents of the Xu family quickly fled with their blind daughter. In a panic, Miss Xu left the guide bracelet on the bedside table.
When it woke up, its little master was no longer there.
It found it out and got here step by step.
Knowing that Yan Lanlan didn't know the whereabouts of its little master, the little guide dog nodded meekly, as if bowing to Yan Lanlan.
It turned away and stepped on the road again, its little paws stamping on the snow one by one, covered by fresh snow again.
Until the little guide dog disappeared completely, Yan Lanlan couldn't come back to her senses.
In this world, there are still running, unstrike AIs.
Do they also have love, or is it because the program has set the "love" function for them.
Xue Xue slammed into Yan Lanlan's face. She stood between the white heaven and the earth, and suddenly, she had a real sense of the end of the world.
Who said that the last days must be bloody and wicked slaughter the city
As it is now, in a vast expanse of white land, not even half a person can be seen, but it makes people feel lonely and desolate in their hearts.
Yan Lanlan stabilized her mind, quickly pinched the two little rabbits, and returned to the house with them.
When she stepped into the house and closed the door, the hot water in the pot just boiled, and the pot was covered with a puff, and salted peanuts were boiled in it. When the lid was lifted, it was the fragrant smell of star anise and aniseed Come on.
Yan Lanlan was stunned for a while, and then a reassuring smile appeared.
… Anyway, at least she now has a nest and new friends.
She happily held the rabbit to the side of the sleeping bag, and received the surprise admiration of the two children.
On the other hand, 061 also put the virus made by 089 into use directly.
The system that attacked 061 collectively received a piece of attack feedback.
Although they suffered a similar loss before, they have been attacking for so long, and they have roughly figured out the upper limit of 061's ability.
It was estimated that 061 had been beaten passively for so long, and it was impossible to temporarily create a virus to attack them. Moreover, the information file was very small, about the same size as other scattered feedback information, so they did not hesitate and directly received the information.
In the next second, all attacking systems were paralyzed by a black screen, and the newly popped up page could not be closed at all.
A big question of mathematical calculus of geometric transformation popped up on the screen. On the geometric diagram next to it, the auxiliary lines, the vertical lines, and various lines crossed each other in a mess. At a glance, people's scalps exploded.
The question requires that you need to calculate the Archimedes spiral in the blank area, with a full score of 100 points and a total of 20 major questions.
If you answer a question correctly, the virus will delete a file randomly. If you answer a question wrongly, 5 points will be deducted. If the test is less than 80 points, the virus will send all programs to automatically format it, which is the so-called spiral to the sky, and it will explode directly.
All systems: "… "Fuck me.
Half an hour later, 089 couldn't wait to send a message asking how the virus worked.
The avatar of 061 was lying at ease in Chi Xiaochi's arms. He was gently combing his hair with a small comb. Hearing the words, he replied, "The virus you wrote, of course, works well."
089 excitedly: "How much did you kill?"
061 waving his tail comfortably: "All."
089: "Huh? Such dishes?"
061 answered patiently: "That's right, there are quite a few who answered well. But they forgot to write 'solution'."
089: "…"
061: "There are a total of 20 major questions, each question will be written with one less 'solution', and one point will be deducted from the test paper. Therefore, I will fail."
089 thought, is it so real
061 squinted his eyes comfortably, his slightly pointed baby teeth bit Chi Xiaochi's fingertips lightly, and after he flexed his knuckles and tapped his head, he became obedient. He opened his gray-blue eyes and looked out the window at the heavy snow. , I just feel at ease.
The new dream card was used again.
Chi Xiaochi added another one from the inventory.
061 couldn't help asking: "Xiaochi, are you going to let him have a repeating nightmare?"
Wrapped in a small blanket, Chi Xiaochi took a breath while holding the little leopard, feeling comfortable: "Well. Before I see him, he will repeat that dream."
"Will it work?"
"Yes." Chi Xiaochi smiled slightly, pinched the little milk leopard's claws, and kissed the heart of the paw gently, with a nostalgic voice in his voice, "Dreams have a great impact on a person's spirit. I know. "