In case of unforeseen circumstances.

Qu Jian'er asked directly, "Why are you here? Who brought you out?"

The monster paused for a full 13 seconds.

Only then did he slowly begin to tell a story.

Ultimately, intelligent robots are just a bunch of pre-edited data, so some people want to develop NPCs that, like artificial intelligence, can also gain freedom.

High technology inherently carries a touch of mystery.

The NPC's owner, through some unknown means, eventually managed to remove the monster from the game.

The monster recalls 30 years ago.

Its words all exude an aura of happiness.

"I am very lucky. Among the many green limes, I was chosen by my master and was even given a name."

"Even if my master says that I am just a virtual thing, I am still very happy."

"But the master doesn't want the small one anymore. It has found something better here that can better demonstrate its abilities."

Black Pillar raised his paw: "Wait, you've always referred to yourself as 'Little One,' could that be your name?"

The monster didn't hesitate at all, even taking it for granted: "Yes, didn't I say so? My name was given to me by my master... Why are you crying?"

Hei Dazhu immediately burst into tears.

It felt that Qu Jian'er was too responsible, as she had given it a three-character name!

Immediately.

He hugged Qu Jian'er's neck, deeply moved.

Qu Jian'er's lips twitched, and she rubbed her temples: "Never mind it, continue."

When the monster recalls happy memories, it becomes talkative: "I can't go back to the game world and have been wandering here for a long time. But I know that my master is very kind. He tells me bedtime stories, and those scary stories are especially interesting."

Qu Jian'er's lips twitched, and she repeated, "A scary bedtime story, unique."

The monster's mood began to sink: "Well, ever since Master took a fancy to that thing here, he has ignored me. I know I've been abandoned."

Qu Jian'er understood: a man who considered himself extraordinary wanted to prove his worth.

The monster was the product of his impulsive actions.

In conclusion: The mess created by an irresponsible man!

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