[Exclusive from Jinjiang] The intelligent world is fascinating
Luo Shiqin sat in the back seat of the suspended car, biting a bun while looking at the scene outside the window.
This world is strange.
She bit into the fragrant filling of the bun, and the familiar taste was no different from what she had eaten for breakfast a few days ago.
On the one hand, the new worldview brought Luo Shiqin many wonders, but on the other hand, Luo Shiqin could find a sense of familiarity from his previous life in these wonders.
For example, there is a cross overpass two streets down from her house.
Luo Shiqin's head tilted to the right.
Through the transparent car window, you can see that there is indeed a cross overpass on a higher level not far away.
But unlike the concrete, steel bars and stone bricks in our impression, the cross overpass in the new world view has become a crystal clear bridge. The robots on both sides of the long bridge are walking slowly towards the top of the overpass step by step.
It is still a cross overpass, but the structure is different. Its function is still to help people pass through the endless stream of cars... suspended traffic.
Thinking of the "communication tool" hanging on his ear, Luo Shiqin was thoughtful.
Therefore, all the seemingly novel high-tech items are actually closely related to the reality that Luo Shiqin was in before. As long as we find the corresponding real-life objects, we can also figure out the actual functions of the so-called "high-tech products"?
For example, StarNet is the Internet, and earhook communication is actually a mobile phone.
If you think about it this way, it seems that you don’t feel so isolated.
She leaned back on the soft backrest, raised her right hand and tapped the ear hook, and instantly many APP icons appeared on the screen of her right eye within her field of vision.
Luo Shiqin tried to raise her hand and click on the APP that she could see, which looked like a chat bubble, and finally found the contact person on Star Network.
The fact that the contact person seemed to have not changed once again confirmed her suspicions.
Fortunately, the group messaging function was still available, so Luo Shiqin sent messages to a few contacts whom she could barely get to know through their online names.
The suspended car moved steadily towards the venue of the new book launch. Taking advantage of the free time, she opened StarNet to search for "universal speech script for new book launch".
How could she finish reading a novel of several hundred thousand words in less than an hour? And since it was not her book, Luo Shiqin had no way of accurately understanding it, let alone answering the questions raised by the host at the press conference.
After arriving at the press conference, I still have to mention it to the editorial team. I don’t know if I can get away with it by saying “I’m not feeling well”…By the way, what kind of book is this new self of mine writing?
Just as she typed on the StarNet search bar and was about to search once again for clues about "writer Luo Shiqin", a new message from a contact suddenly popped up on the StarNet message board.
However, it was not the pen pal that Luo Shiqin thought, but her best friend Xu Wenwen.
[Luoluo, has the new book launch started? ]
Immediately afterwards, Xu Wenwen sent an emoticon that said “Are you there?”
Luo Shiqin stared at the two-word title for a long time.
[It hasn't started yet,] she slowly tapped the virtual keyboard, and then uttered the next sentence, [A little nervous.]
[Nervous?] Xu Wenwen, who has a new worldview, seems to find her news a little funny, [It's been so many times, how can a great writer still be nervous?]
【Don't worry, just follow the process. 】
process?
Luo Shiqin blinked.
It seems that Luo Shiqin in this world view is really a great writer? The kind of writer who holds so many new book release conferences that he is exhausted?
What and what!
She shook her head and started the next round of attempts.
【Ask,】 Luo Shiqin carefully tapped the keys on the keyboard, 【Do you feel that this world is actually fake?】
The best friend on the other end of the Star Network immediately sent a question mark, but then she suddenly realized it.
[Oh, I see,] she said excitedly, [Is this the setting for your new novel? As expected of a tentacle monster, the speed with which you create a new story is something all authors should learn from.]
Tentacle Monster Luo Shiqin: …
No, I mean
【This is not the world we should live in. 】
She thought about the scene from the moment she woke up to what she had seen before, and suddenly a trace of doubt flashed through her mind.
Wait...it seemed that from before until now, she had never seen any real people, only some robots moving around on the streets and overpasses.
[I understand. We have discussed this before, haven’t we?] Xu Wenwen’s message came almost instantly. [“This era is so fast that it’s like an out-of-control suspension car that will flip over in the next second.” But the problem is that the suspension car has been strictly inspected and will not flip over. So your worry is completely unnecessary.]
Is it totally unnecessary?
After waking up and experiencing the baptism of a new worldview and explosive news, Luo Shiqin's inner complexity increased sharply.
[Do you have this feeling at all?] She continued to ask without giving up, [Not at all?]
Xu Wenwen's "luck" and "intuition" are first-rate, just like when she was in the Misty Town before. Even if she couldn't immediately explain the reason, she would believe what Luo Shiqin said seriously, instead of being like now -
[What's wrong with you? Is there a problem? Are you really nervous? ]
Like a real, clueless idiot.
If we evaluate it based on the novelist's ideas, it would probably be something like "Is there a deviation in the personality of this character?"
The character's setting is distorted and collapsed.
"Xu Wenwen" should not be this kind of "lucky fool". People who have such thoughts about her probably don't understand her.
But the problem is, Luo Shiqin, who has been Xu Wenwen's best friend for seven years, is the one who understands her best.
This was definitely not the Xu Wenwen she knew.
After she politely ended the conversation, she received a message from the next person not long after.
It was still not the pen pals who lived with her on the Internet every second, but Luo Shiqin’s former roommates at school, those sophomore girls.
【Sister Luo! 】
But she guessed wrong, it was not one person, but three people.
Yu Yu created a small group and invited Yan Yurong and Shi Enle to join. Coincidentally, Luo Shiqin had also sent the message to them before.
[I wish the new book launch a success!] Yu Yu was as lively as ever. Seeing her familiar tone, Luo Shiqin smiled unconsciously, [It just so happens that we don’t have classes today. See you at the launch later, Sister Luo!]
Luo Shiqin thought about it and decided that it would be more convenient to meet in person rather than texting each other online.
After making this decision, she sent a few emoticons in the small group of four to express her gratitude and anticipation, and then exited the chat interface to continue searching for ways to deal with the next press conference.
Later, several messages from contacts popped up on StarNet one after another. They were all people Luo Shiqin had known in school or outside of school.
Even Yang Yan expressed his willingness to buy a few more copies of the newly released books to show his support.
[One for reading, one for collection, one for gifting, and one for promotion.] Yang Yan sent a message in a serious tone, [Just consider it as a thank you for writing the copy for me.]
Luo Shiqin, who laughed a little after reading the first half of the sentence:?
A copy written for Yang Yan? Me?
She was a little confused and finally fell into deep thought.
Otherwise, let’s take a look at what was written at the new book launch held by “Writer Luo Shiqin” today?
"——Ms. Luo, the suspension vehicle has arrived at the press conference site. Please get off and go to the lobby."
But before that, the door of the suspension car was slowly opened, revealing the rounded mechanical body of the GT outside the car. The electronic assistant still elegantly and diligently played the reminder sound of Luo Shiqin's next plan, and then stepped aside to show her the several-meter-long red carpet leading to the interior of the magnificent tall building.
The battle was really big.
Luo Shiqin even thought that she was the only author in this so-called future technological world.
She adjusted her suit, then stepped out of the car and stood on the bright red welcome carpet.
Realizing that she was walking on this red carpet with honor as the protagonist, Luo Shiqin became a little excited, but this excitement soon disappeared because of the people sandwiched on both sides of the red carpet.
Luo Shiqin had expected the scene to be the reporters who would come to welcome him for two days, and perhaps the fans and readers of "writer Luo Shiqin". Although he knew that this was a worldview fabricated by the author of Alien Space, Luo Shiqin was still a little immersed in this atmosphere - after all, this was rare material.
However, there were indeed groups of reporters on both sides of the red carpet, but they were not the kind of reporters that Luo Shiqin had previously thought, carrying microphones and cameras, dressed elegantly, and asking polite but sharp questions.
It was the robot she had accidentally glimpsed on the Cross Bridge not long ago.
Although there is a work badge on it, the face and body are real steel machines.
The mechanical reporters did not carry microphones, but stood quietly on both sides of the red carpet, silently staring at Luo Shiqin while wearing transparent goggles that seemed to emit dazzling colorful light.
A sea of black and bronze robots welcomed Luo Shiqin with unspeakable silence, against the backdrop of constantly shuttling suspended cars and high-rise buildings flashing neon lights.
Luo Shiqin stood on the red carpet, looking a little dazedly at the physical projection of herself that was magnified several times not far away.
The woman had long black hair, and a pair of goggles covered the sharp light in her eyes. Her iconic black mole now looked like a teardrop under her eye.
She was wearing the same black casual suit as Luo Shiqin, with her hands in her pockets, looking very relaxed, but the curve of her mouth seemed to be carefully carved, with a confident and ambitious smile.
This is her, and yet not her.
Luo Shiqin looked up at this high-tech gadget and blinked.
This P is quite powerful.
Did she photoshop it herself or did the person in charge of the scene do it? It looks like the fan filter is quite serious.
Luo Shiqin walked calmly under the gaze of the robots on both sides, and walked into the hall of the new book launch with GT beside her.
She arrived earlier than expected, and there were still fifty-five minutes before the press conference at ten o'clock. This time was enough for Luo Shiqin to find the editorial team to explain the situation.
But unexpectedly, this is where the problem lies.
【Is this a new setting for your novel? 】
Luo Shiqin, who had been unable to find an editor, finally took a step back and sent a message to the editor in charge of her on StarNet according to the contact information provided by GT.
Afterwards, the editor asked the same question as "Xu Wenwen".
Luo Shiqin: …
She patiently explained a few more sentences, and at first she thought the other party had listened to her, but unexpectedly, the editor finally exclaimed, "You are worthy of it. You figured out the theme and main line of the next book so quickly!"
Luo Shiqin chose to smile and remain silent.
Is there nothing else on your mind except novels? !
She didn't have a bad temper, but when it came to this, Luo Shiqin also became a little angry.
"What a crap worldview!" She cursed with a frown, then found a window and was studying how to open this high-tech window to summon the small thundercloud that was still flying in the sky, when a hand was placed on her shoulder.
Luo Shiqin suppressed the desire to throw the opponent over her shoulder, turned around quickly and looked at the opponent vigilantly——
The little mechanical ball spun around innocently.
"Ms. Luo?"
Luo Shiqin: …
No matter how you think about it, you can't throw a ball over your shoulder, right? Fortunately, I didn't act on impulse.
"It's 9:30 in the morning, and there are only thirty minutes left until the press conference," said the butler Qiu in a mechanical voice, "Everything is ready, you can go to the main table of the press conference now."
There is no way to cancel, so I have to face the challenge head on.
Fortunately, the "everything" GT mentioned also included the universal response scripts that Luo Shiqin urgently searched for on the suspension vehicle, which were even more detailed than what she found on StarNet.
There are still good things in this new world created by the book of abnormal life, such as GT-079.
Luo Shiqin was already wondering if she would receive a small mechanical ball as a reward for completing this book of strange life.
O almighty lightning eyes, please give me a GT-079! (×)
She sat at the main table in the conference room, looking at the universal answer provided by GT on the electronic screen while scanning the empty seats below the stage.
...Strange, there are only twenty minutes left before the press conference starts, how come there is no one else here except her?
The empty press conference made Luo Shiqin, who was sitting alone at the main table on the podium, look particularly lonely.
So in this new worldview, "writer Luo Shiqin" is actually just an 8th-rate author? Not many people showed up at the development conference, so "Xu Wenwen" comforted her and told her there was no need to be nervous?
So that's it, she realized.
Luo Shiqin suddenly realized, and then looked through the electronic manuscript in her hand again.
As for the little thundercloud, let it play for a while and then look for it after the press conference is over.
Then again, in this high-tech future world, are basic items like paper and pen still in use?
Most of what Luo Shiqin saw along the way were electronic technologies, and she had doubts about this.
After the press conference is over, I'll go out and walk around the streets to collect some information.
"There are three minutes left until the press conference starts."
GT landed lightly on the table and stayed not far from the Lyrics. On the round mechanical body, the small electronic screen flashed a digital countdown.
But in contrast to the tense countdown, the audience seats were empty. The stark contrast made Luo Shiqin smile slightly, but she didn't care much.
Luo Shiqin continued to look through the simulated responses provided by GT Qinqinqinqin, which contained questions that the artificial intelligence had calculated the host would ask her.
There are so many questions that I can’t finish reading them all in a short time.
Ms. Luo was scrolling through the electronic screen and reading attentively, while trying to figure out what might happen next.
Oh, right... where is the host? Even if the readers and reporters didn't come, the host of the press conference should still be here, right? Why is she the only one at this table?
And... She raised her hand and glanced at the metal nameplate on the table in front of her.
In this changing world, is Luo Shiqin's pen name "Sairoluo"? What was her previous online name?
"Please get ready. The countdown to the new book launch is 3."
"2. "
“1.”
As the countdown of the GT mechanical sound ended, Luo Shiqin's right eye blurred.
"Please welcome our great writer, Ms. Ceroro, to your grand appearance!!"
At some point the woman sitting to her right started holding the microphone and shouting excitedly.
Under the stage, the originally empty seats were now filled with people with the same excitement. Around the hall were many human photographers with handheld cameras and reporters with microphones.
What I could hear was the deafening cheers of the crowd and the extremely festive pure music.
Luo Shiqin could tell at a glance that the girls closest to her were her book fans. When they saw Luo Shiqin's gaze falling on them, they shouted at her even more happily:
"Ahhh, Sirolo! I really like the Luo Shiqin you wrote! Can you sign it for me?!"