There is no distinction between day and night on the starship, so one can only rely on clocks to maintain the regularity of the biological clock. A few days later at noon, just after coming down from the training ground, Gu Xingqiao took a shower and was wiping his wet hair when he suddenly saw Tianyuan staring blankly in the middle of the field, as if he was stunned by Gu Xingqiao's move just now.
Gu Xingqiao didn't want to care about him.
Although in some ways, he should be grateful to Tianyuan, because it was the consciousness of this battleship that forced a deal on him and poured alcohol into his mouth to open his mouth, causing him to spit out the festering pus and blood buried deep in his heart.
Tianyuan has mostly lost his will to die. His analysis of himself is to the point, and his praise is like he doesn't care about money...
Well, praise doesn't count. Speaking of praise, Gu Xingqiao was too lazy to scold him. For a person who had actually committed suicide, those flattering words could only highlight the gloom and sadness of the past. And people like Gu Xingqiao could not abandon the past and look forward decisively in a short period of time.
Fortunately, he knew that as a rigorous AI, Tianyuan would only tell the truth, which somewhat alleviated the depression in his heart.
However, putting aside these major premises, Tianyuan is still the god-like intelligent life. Gu Xingqiao will never forget that he could only rely on death again and again to get rid of his control, and he failed.
Tianyuan is a strong enemy, and he always keeps a taut line of vigilance in his heart when facing strong enemies.
Leaving Tianyuan where he was, Gu Xingqiao walked straight out of the training ground and returned to his room.
He hasn't finished reading the book in the reader yet, so he plans to continue reading.
That night, after a day of special training, Tianyuan suddenly called him from behind.
"Would you like a drink?" he asked.
Gu Xingqiao's heart was filled with alarm. He turned around and asked cautiously, "Why, do you still want to get me drunk?"
Tian Yuan said frankly: "Last time, I didn't persuade you to drink, you got yourself drunk. This time, I don't want to force you to drink either. I have already increased my human-like proportions, so I plan to try the effect of alcohol on the human body."
Gu Xingqiao was still suspicious: "You can drink it yourself."
"Of course I can drink it by myself," Tianyuan repeated, "but according to human philosophy, it would be a waste if good wine is not shared with people who understand it."
He raised his hand, and like a magic trick, he showed two light gold wine bottles with slender necks and elegant curves.
There were so many kinds of golden wine that Gu Xingqiao frowned slightly. When he saw the brown label on the bottle, which depicted a huge city with bright lights, his eyebrows suddenly jumped and the answer jumped out from his lips: "The City of a Thousand Lights!"
If gold and emerald are the symbols of a planet, then the City of Thousand Lights is the image of a city. The skilled brewers make this sparkling wine appear as bright and dim as the lights of thousands of houses, and its complex and profound aroma is like the fireworks of an entire city.
This battleship is really huge.
Facing these two bottles of wine that have been lost but whose names are still praised by later generations, Gu Xingqiao realized this again.
"Come on." Tian Yuan said, "I'll drink with you."