[Xiao Huo: Good morning!]
[Xiao Huo: It’s Friday again! !]
[Tao: Good morning!]
[Tao: What will you call me today?]
[Xiao Huo: I calculated with my fingers, it will be randomly generated after you finish breakfast!]
[Xiao Huo: Get up quickly, wash your face and brush your teeth!]
Tao Zhiyue was a little dazed when he was woken up by the alarm clock, but he quickly woke up after reading the energetic news between the lines of Huo Ran's words.
He got up, changed his clothes, and walked quickly to the bathroom.
Last time Huo Ran said he would get up early in the future, and he actually did it over the past week or so, waking up earlier than him.
So when Tao Zhiyue opened his eyes every morning, he could see his energetic Good Morning.
Moreover, there will be a little surprise every day: what Huo Ran will call him today.
Huo Ran thought about it for a long time, but he was not satisfied with the names he came up with for him. Finally, he decided to leave everything to fate and call him whatever he thought of every day.
On Monday, Zhiyue was a very conventional person. On Tuesday, he started to go off the beaten track and suddenly changed his species into a "Ma Tuan". On Wednesday, he was called a "handsome boy" again. On Thursday, he was called "Zhizhi" with an ambiguous tone, which made Tao Zhiyue feel like he was being called out whenever he heard the cicadas chirping outside the window.
What will today be
Tao Zhiyue thought about this question, finished washing up, went to the kitchen, fried an egg, heated up some toast in the microwave, and poured a glass of milk, which was a hearty breakfast.
He took photos as usual and sent them to Huo Ran.
Huo Ran replied immediately.
[Xiao Huo: OK!]
[Xiao Huo: Egg wrapped in lotus root!]
Tao Zhiyue smiled while biting a fried egg.
[Tao: I should pretend that I can’t figure it out. Is this what it means to turn a fried egg upside down?]
[Xiao Huo: Of course!]
[Xiao Huo: Cat Grinning.jpg]
[Tao: I have discovered the pattern!]
[Tao: The main data sources for generating the names this week are my name, my breakfast, your breakfast, and some random messages you received when you checked your phone in the morning, mainly funny jokes.]
[Tao: How about I write a random generator for you?]
[Tao: This way you can also be surprised~]
[Tao: cute and mixed.jpg]
[Xiao Huo: !!!]
[Xiao Huo: Cat shaking its head.gif]
[Xiao Huo: Tomorrow I will change the naming method to something you can’t guess!!]
[Tao: Really?]
[Tao: You should concentrate on work in the morning. Lunch is too late to be useful. Based on your basically fixed movement path, you can only eat what you find on the way to work.]
[Tao: In that case, the amount of data would be too large to be predictable.]
[Tao: You wouldn’t call me a traffic light, would you?]
[Tao: Lights, lights, lights, lights, lights! ]
[Xiao Huo: ('-')ノ)`-')]
[Xiao Huo: I’ll try another way!!]
[Xiao Huo: You will never guess what will happen tomorrow!]
Amidst the pleasant and childish conversation, Tao Zhiyue finished his breakfast, went out, took the bus to the company, and spent the last working day of the week in high spirits.
In the blink of an eye, he had already been working at Yikeshu Game for two weeks.
The space in the villa is very concentrated. After work, there is a strong living atmosphere here. The meals cooked by the aunt at noon every day make people feel like home.
In such a friendly environment with no sense of distance, Tao Zhiyue's colleagues in the project team quickly became familiar with each other and chatted about daily life from time to time.
Now when Tao Zhiyue arrives at the company, he will first chat with his colleagues for a while before officially starting work at nine o'clock.
Today, programmer Xiao Huang was very excited when he arrived, and even gave a bag of candy to each classmate.
Guan Yudong stared at the soft candy in the pink package in his hand and said in shock: "This can't be wedding candy."
Xiao Huang was almost dancing with joy: "My wife is releasing a remake! After eight years, it's finally been remade!!"
"Calm down, this sounds scary." Fang Shiwu asked him, "Is Edith's figurine finally remade?"
"Yes, yes, yes. No more having to worship the overturned version." Xiao Huang nodded frantically. "The new version has really good details and the coloring is beautiful. Yesterday a big guy said that the real thing is more stable. My youth is back!!"
Guan Yudong heaved a sigh of relief, tore open the packaging bag, and ate the candy with confidence: "Humph, who doesn't have a paper wife!"
"Not only are a large number of figures going to be remade, but someone has also spread the news that the second part of the animation, which has been delayed for so many years, will also be released!"
"Shit, really? Glory Academy?! Then my youth is back too!"
Tao Zhiyue, who was standing by, listened to their conversation and gently squeezed the bag full of gummy candies in his hand.
The transparent plastic bag made a creaking sound. He paused, then turned quietly to open the computer.
all is well.
But there seems to be a small problem.
Friday afternoon is the regular weekly meeting time for Yikeshu Game Company.
In this afternoon when everyone is eager to go home and don't want to work, it is perfect to hold a small meeting like this that doesn't require much brainpower.
In order to allow for sufficient paid chat time, after the chief planner, chief artist and chief programmer summarize the progress of this week's project by module, and the chief planner and producer Fang Shiwu looks forward to next week's goals, a colleague will take turns to make a personal sharing.
The content can be to introduce a game you have played recently, or you can talk about anything else, such as recommending your own niche hobbies, or even talk about your travel experiences.
Everyone will naturally start a relaxed and harmonious discussion on this topic, and then happily end the week's work and go home to enjoy the weekend.
This week it is Guan Yudong’s turn to share.
In the conference room, after Fang Shiwu pushed up his glasses and summarized the goals and tasks for next week, everyone applauded and the atmosphere became completely relaxed. Everyone laughed and joked with Guan Yudong who was about to open the PPT.
"Wait a minute! Don't let it go yet. Let's bet on whether Gua Gua will share a bizarre game or a sad love story this week. Choose one of the two. There are no other possibilities anyway, hahahaha."
"I bet fifty cents that what should I do if a girl refuses my request for help? I have evidence! I saw Xiaoguan secretly go to the bathroom to look in the mirror after get off work yesterday!"
"The company has been filled with a pink atmosphere recently, so will you bring us some unexpected good news, Guagua? Although I think the possibility is very low."
Guan Yudong rolled his eyes at the group of people who were gloating over his misfortune and said angrily, "I promise that the game I'm sharing today is not a novelty, but is very meaningful to reality!"
He opened the presentation, and a very experiential title immediately appeared on the projection screen.
— "How to Avoid Being Sucked Blood: The Legend of the Mosquito".
Someone immediately complained: "Is this a game? This is clearly a documentary about human life."
Guan Yudong, who was confident, took a sip of water and confidently began to share today. He first glanced at Tao Zhiyue who was sitting next to him and said loudly: "First of all, I want to thank Tao Tao!"
Tao Zhiyue was caught off guard when his name was called. He came back to his senses and hastily put on a smile.
"I'm particularly interested in the vampire game that Tao Tao mentioned last time. I searched around but couldn't find it. Tao Tao also said it's no longer playable, but I still search for it using keywords when I'm free every day, just in case a miracle happens!"
“Hard work pays off. Although I didn’t find the game, I found this amazing web game! It’s very old, and the personal domain name left by the creator has expired and been deleted.”
"But! This game is really fun, the imagination is super big, the graphics are exaggerated and funny, you can finish it in less than an hour, there are at least ten endings, I haven't tried them all yet, I will continue this weekend."
"At the beginning, you are a big mosquito that keeps buzzing. You can mutate by sucking the blood of different creatures. Different blood and different blood sucking orders will lead to different mutation directions."
"Then the mosquitoes' appearance and blood-sucking capacity will grow, and they can continue to reproduce, and then manipulate dense swarms of mosquitoes to attack humans and other creatures. Ah, after the reproduction, the whole screen is buzzing. It feels so real, and my whole body starts to itch."
"Moreover, creatures that have their blood sucked by mutated mosquitoes also have a chance to mutate. Sometimes the scene will develop into a big fight between mutated creatures, with all kinds of weird special effects."
"The most satisfying ending I've achieved so far is when my mosquitoes wiped out the mutant humans with overwhelming force, and then the sixth mass extinction of species came. Nothing was left, and everything evolved from spores until dinosaurs reappeared! I have to say, the style of the dinosaurs is more refined and better than that of the ugly mosquitoes. So handsome!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the art girl who had been stunned the entire time immediately protested: "You still say it's not interesting! This is obviously more outrageous than the last game that started from the sewer and dug through the center of the earth!"
"No, my arms start to itch as soon as I hear the word mosquito... It's too scary, has this creature learned to attack with its mind?"
Programmer Xiao Huang was clear and logical: "I think it can be ranked first with digging through the center of the earth. Of course, the most curious thing is Gua Gua himself."
"Seconded!"
"I remember playing this game when I was young."
Fang Shiwu, the oldest person present, sighed, "I remember that we were not allowed to hang mosquito nets in the dormitory at that time. After a while, the toilet water became useless. I was bitten all over every day. I searched the Internet for solutions and found this. I clicked on it excitedly, and it turned out to be a game."
"I played it out of curiosity, but it made me go crazy. In the end, I really tried to stop myself from being sucked blood. Damn, humans are extinct, so why would they suck blood? It's worthy of being called a mosquito legend."
"I seem to remember that it was brought up on Weibo a few years ago and became popular for a while?"
"Yes, I remember there was a screenshot of the game. After clearing the game, you can see a swear word written by the creator. It basically means that he gave up fighting the mosquito. If you can't beat it, just join it and see who has the bigger game. I was so happy at that time."
Everyone was chatting animatedly, with cheerful laughter heard from time to time.
As Tao Zhiyue listened, he couldn't help laughing.
There are many talented game developers who can seize the flash of inspiration in life and create such very special little games.
When people around him were discussing heatedly, he had wanted to join in countless times and share those unforgettable stories in his memory.
But no.
Reason took precedence over emotion, stopping every word he was about to say.
Amid the noisy chatter, Guan Yudong specifically asked him: "Taotao, have you ever played this? I think you will like it, it's really fun!"
"I haven't played it, maybe I've seen it on Weibo." Tao Zhiyue said calmly, "I'll go back and play it."
This is a memory that belongs exclusively to the people living in this world.
Because the two worlds are highly similar in form, and even most of the products and software that are closely related to people's lives have only changed their names and their functions are similar, Tao Zhiyue has never felt strange or out of place.
He lived a closed and quiet life for more than a year, without confiding in others or making extra social interactions, so he had no chance to discover the tiny differences hidden in the details.
When living by physical instinct, only the most basic functions of objects are involved: as long as they can be eaten, used, and stored, one can survive.
And when he tries to communicate with others with his heart, and tries to exchange stories worth mentioning in life with others, he will inevitably touch upon his memories.
It is an invisible memory attached to all objects, but full of emotions and feelings.
It is like a wall, the simplest and strongest, and can easily block outsiders who rashly break in.
After the weekly meeting, everyone returned to their workstations in a noisy manner, packed up their things and prepared to go home.
Tao Zhiyue turned off the computer and was about to leave when he saw the bag of pink gummy candies still intact.
He was stunned for a moment, but finally picked it up and put it silently into his pocket.
After saying goodbye to his classmates one by one, Tao Zhiyue walked alone on the way to the bus stop, listening to his own light footsteps.
He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when he and his friends were killing time, they played a simple yet addictive three-player game called "Who is the Undercover?"
Each person draws a word card. For example, among five people, four will draw "soy milk" and one will draw "milk".
Then everyone takes turns describing the cards they have drawn, and everyone speaks very carefully until they are sure that they belong to the majority. Only then will they feel at ease and devote themselves to finding the "outlier" who is mixed in with the group.
Gradually, the person who draws the only different card will find that what others are describing does not seem to be milk.
In order to avoid being discovered to be different, he needs to carefully judge what others are describing, and then try his best to get closer to them, pretending that he and everyone else have the same information and are talking about the same thing.
Now, Tao Zhiyue is the outlier who is trying hard to hide the contents of the card in his hand.
In the other pocket where there was no candy, the phone made a ding-dong sound.
[Xiao Huo: I’m off work, Hedanbao classmate!]
[Xiao Huo: Dog rolling around.gif]
[Xiao Huo: Do you want to watch a horror movie tonight?]
Tao Zhiyue stopped and thought for a long time before sending a message.
[Tao: Have you ever played a game called "How to Avoid Being Sucked Blood: The Legend of Mosquitoes"? ]
[Xiao Huo: What is this?]
[Xiao Huo: There is such a game! Is it to teach how to prevent mosquitoes?]
[Tao: No, it is the players who control the mosquitoes, which in turn will destroy humans and even the world.]
[Xiao Huo: ! ! ]
[Xiao Huo: It’s amazing. I have learned new game knowledge.]
[Xiao Huo: Speaking of which, maybe because of my high body temperature, mosquitoes will bite me if I don’t take anti-mosquito measures in advance, and I won’t even glance at others.]
[Xiao Huo: When I was a kid, I once suspected that some of my classmates liked to play with me in the summer just to avoid being bitten.]
[Xiao Huo: So do you feel very happy?]
Tao Zhiyue, who was in a depressed mood, couldn't hold it in and was still amused by him.
He wanted to reply to happiness, but then he saw that he had sent a new message.
[Xiao Huo: Let’s play this game tonight^-^]
[Xiao Huo: It’s the weekend, it’s time to destroy the world together!]