Chapter 41: I feel bad. Why am I working overtime again? * …

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I followed Kazoo out. He didn't mean to embarrass me, but instead opened the door for me like a gentleman.

Artificial sunlight maintains a steady 12 hours of sunlight a day, shining on this land from 6 a.m. Before I even took a step, two rows of big men in suits stood at the door and bowed sharply to us.

"Master Kajol, good morning!"

This overwhelming sound startled me, and I subconsciously looked at Kazhuo. The latter had obviously adapted to this situation. He waved his hand and said, "I know, you guys go down first.

"Yes, Master Kazhuo. If you need anything, you can call us anytime."

The muscular man in a black suit who was at the head bowed to Kazhu again, then turned around and left with the rest of the people, cleanly and efficiently.

"This is my bodyguard group, they are responsible for protecting my safety. If you need anything, you can also contact me through them."

Kajol gave me a brief explanation, then took my hand and led me outside.

"Where are we going?"

"Go to the company under my name first, and then talk to Samuel."

Having said that, Kazhu sneered and his expression became very gloomy.

Needless to say, he must be thinking about something shameful. I saw his sinister expression and shook my head. These two people are always thinking about how to trick each other, which is not the same thing.

Kazhuo took me on his aircraft. Unlike the other two, Kazhuo's aircraft was quite simple, with no extra facilities inside, and it was faster.

The auxiliary equipment of this aircraft is quite complete, and I can't feel any turbulence during the flight. I yawned, and maybe because the fever just subsided, I was a little sleepy.

I secretly glanced at Kazoo who was sitting next to me. He also had his eyes closed and didn't notice me.

Since the owner is sleeping, it is reasonable for me to take a nap.

I closed my eyes and sank into the soft seat. The aircraft, sensing the passenger's condition, automatically switched to a state suitable for sleeping. A neutral voice sounded in my ears, gentle and appropriate.

“Do you need help sleeping?”

I picked a random topic: "Let's talk about the history of artificial intelligence."

"You have been transferred to the corresponding channel. Next, we will read you the "Brief History of the Evolution of Mechanical Intelligence"."

A gentle and soothing voice slowly spoke, and everything before my eyes fell into darkness.

"...Human history originated tens of thousands of years ago. From the evolution of cavemen to 400 years ago, the rapid development of optical computer technology allowed humans to create mechanical life. Since then, the entire human race has entered the field of full automation. Machines can do everything for us."

"This also raises a question: if machines develop consciousness, how will humans cope with this world?"

"Artificial intelligence is always a hotly debated topic. After dozens of conferences and studies, it was decided that scientists can never create artificial intelligence with autonomous evolution capabilities. All intelligence must operate under human supervision, and once it is found that the function exceeds the rules, it will be destroyed. This is the treaty on the management code of artificial intelligence."

"This treaty effectively prevents the abuse of artificial intelligence and maintains the order of human society. However, some scientists believe that this behavior prevents the development of artificial intelligence. Humans could have obtained the authority of God to create humans, but they stopped because of their own cowardice. The most radical scientist among them once personally created an artificial intelligence with autonomous evolution capabilities, which has been legally destroyed. The scientist has also received reasonable punishment."

"Here again, we would like to warn the general public: if you encounter such a situation, please contact the police in time..."

Listening to those boring nouns, sleepiness gradually engulfed me. The rustling sound lasted for a while, and then it became quiet again. The sweet dream dragged me down until I heard Kajol's voice.

He called me twice, but I ignored him. Seeing this, Kazhuo patted me gently and said, "We're here, wake up."

Even though I was reluctant, I still opened my eyes blearily. He lifted the blanket from me - at least there was no blanket on me before I went to bed.

I looked at Kazhuo for a second longer, thinking that he had covered me with it. Before I could say anything, the man touched the horns on my head. I suddenly came to my senses and slapped his hand away.

Kazhuo didn't seem to care at all. Instead, he rubbed my head harder and smiled cunningly. I looked at him helplessly and had to let him go.

The aircraft landed steadily, and under Kazhuo's leadership, we had a smooth journey.

Kazhuo's company is located in the center of the city. The towering walls are dark black, not letting in a single ray of light. From a distance, it looks like a long sword standing there, splitting the front and back in half. The gatekeepers are all strong men with muscular bodies. When they see Kazhuo, they greet him respectfully with respect on their faces.

I followed Kazhuo and walked out of a smooth road without any obstacles. I could feel that everyone was looking at me secretly. Even if I lost the power of deception, I could guess that they were trying to figure out my identity. But I didn't care, and Kazhuo didn't care either.

He took me up to the second floor with big strides. Through the circular staircase, I could see the scenery of the first floor below. I looked down as I walked. The 3.2-meter-high ceiling on the first floor gave me a sense of arrogance that I was looking down on my whole life.

Strangers walked through the hall one after another. They walked hurriedly and looked serious. They were either employees or guests. What remained unchanged was their tense temperament.

My eyes wandered aimlessly until they suddenly stopped at the face of someone who had just walked in. That face, trying to be calm, was naturally alienated from the others, just like a duck trying to disguise itself among a group of white swans.

Just like when we met that day, he was scared by me and ran around on the ground, and finally fainted.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but curl my lips. It was just such a slight arc, but Kazhuoton took it in.

He followed my gaze and asked, "Are you interested in him?"

I looked away: "Do you know him?"

"He is a new employee I interviewed here. If you like, I can let him stay."

"No, just follow the normal procedure."

"Don't you want to use the back door for him? I thought you were friends."

"Not really a friend. He's in my debt, but even if I help him get the job, he won't like it."

Kajol said "Oh", and his expression became more intriguing: "You seem to know him very well. It's a pity that we are not friends."

friend?

No, Xia Pingan and I are far from having that kind of relationship.

He is the first person I met in this world, and the only one who is not in the game. I think I really like him. If it weren't for him, I would know nothing about this world. Even though we only got along for a short time, I am happy about it.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Kazhu showed an understanding expression. He called someone over and whispered something to him.

The other party nodded, bowed and retreated.

My eyes still stayed on Xia Pingan. The young man turned around and said something to someone, with a bright and shy smile on his face. With a little caution, like a small animal that just popped its head out of a hole, carefully looking at the world.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked in my direction. I looked away just in time, and when I turned my head again, Xia Ping'an had already walked into the gate.

Kazhuo said lazily: "You care about him very much."

"Why, are you jealous?"

"Not really, I just think you look good this way."

Kajol said something I didn't expect. I stared at him for a while until he raised his eyebrows: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I didn't expect you to do that."

"Am I such an inhuman guy in your eyes?"

The man chuckled, his expression somewhat playful. I knew he was setting a trap for me, but I still had to jump in.

"You know, that's not what I meant."

In my mind, Kazhu would have many different responses after finding out about my relationship with Xia Pingan, but I didn't expect him to be like this. This makes me feel a little strange.

I looked at him carefully until he looked at me strangely: "What's wrong?"

If I say it's because he's so nice to me, will I get scolded?

The answer is yes.

So I just shook my head and said, “No, nothing.”

Kazhuo suddenly came to her senses at this moment: "Are you moved by me?"

"Don't say such horrible things."

"Ha, that's right. After all, you probably don't have the word gratitude in your head. If I hadn't pulled you out of the water, you would have drowned."

"Your ability to lie with open eyes has improved again."

Kazhuo snorted and said nothing. He seemed to be in a good mood today. Not only did he generously allow Xia Pingan to become an employee, but he also responded to my requests. Knowing that I was hungry, Kazhuo took me to his office and placed me in the lounge in the cubicle. I ate snacks all morning out of boredom until the clock pointed to twelve o'clock, when Kazhuo walked in from outside.

He deliberately changed into a specially tailored suit with a special collar treatment, and the irregular cut was like a blooming rose. With a smug smile on his face, he said, "Let's go. I have a dinner appointment."

I looked him up and down. "Could it be Samuel?"

He snapped his fingers. "Smart."

I couldn't help but complain: "Sometimes I really suspect that you have a crush on him, otherwise why would you change into a different outfit when you meet, more gorgeous than a peacock spreading its tail."

Kazhuo looked down at me, his eyes full of contempt and pity: "The fact that you can say such things proves that you have never seen true love. Little guy, animals seeking mates will indeed dress themselves up beautifully in order to win the favor of the other party. But there is another situation besides this."

He smiled brilliantly, his snow-white teeth were even dazzling at first glance, as if he would bite the other person's throat at any time, chewing out crisp red flesh.

Kajol's voice was elegant and unhurried: "That's when you want to kill the other person completely and step on his corpse for fun."

I rolled my eyes, I knew it.

Expecting them not to quarrel is like expecting a child not to throw a tantrum; it's simply impossible.