Chapter 20 Teacher Fate

As long as you follow the host, when the live broadcast room is opened, fans will receive a push notification.

Fit Wynne started broadcasting a few days ago, and the audience got used to watching it on time.

Suddenly the show was not broadcast for one day, and the fans were very excited!

The negative kind.

【Knowledge】The channel officials are getting scared.

Quickly post an announcement on the channel to notify that there is no hard and fast requirement for the anchor to broadcast every day in the contract terms for signing with the anchor.

All live broadcast hosts under the General Entertainment Zone have their live broadcast time calculated on a monthly or annual basis.

Respect the personal freedom of the anchor! Please do not raise the issue of following the anchor on the platform!

The audience above burst into laughter: …

T*D, if I hadn't emphasized this point, I would have forgotten it.

This is why when Shi Cunjin clicked on the entertainment section and searched for Fit Wynn, the search engine pushed my personal website first.

A formal and well-known large forum, with an average daily traffic of 20-30 million active users, and an average visit time of 4-6 hours per person per day.

Fit's personal website is just a small web forum with daily traffic of only 10,000 to 20,000 visitors, but the average visit time per person is as high as 5 hours!

The night that Fate Wynne was absent, half of the audience went back to do their own things, and the remaining half of the audience, based on the search terms, flocked to Fate's personal website, posting their thoughts, gossips, and discussions about the story here.

They look for netizens with similar views here, and conduct in-depth research and analysis on the protagonist's behavior and thoughts in this story, as well as speculate on the direction in which Fit Wynne will write the story next.

Among this group of female insects, the medium female insects fantasize that Ms. Fifi Carol will take the initiative to fall in love with the medium insects, and they are particularly happy to post and discuss Ms. Carol's personality changes.

From this, we can infer that Mr. Carol's marriage to Fit Wynne was actually a compromise choice + a short man raising a tall man + conspiracy theory.

The higher female insects are much more pure here. They directly analyze from the perspective of interests and Carol Saint's identity. It is impossible, absolutely impossible. Fate Wynn might just be one of the female monarchs!

Carol Saint, he is a saint! How could he marry only one female monarch!

From a realistic perspective! Carol Saint is of such a noble birth, and he wants to marry a female insect of average gender, and let this abominable female insect lay eggs. This is a sin that will destroy the gene pool, and his teachers will definitely intervene!

If Mr. Carol wants to stay with Fate Wynne for a long time, he must make concessions.

The middle-level female insects and the high-level female insects competed with each other in the forum, fighting by analyzing the characters' thoughts.

In this forum, it seems like every person is at level 10 in card science.

The two detectives entered a new battlefield and pushed the daily activity of a small webpage to the text-based news area, and ranked first as the default entry in the search navigation column.

If Shi Cunjin hadn't been busy sorting out his thoughts, if he had turned a few more pages, he would probably have had a subway expression on his face and even complained.

You guys know Carol Superior better than I do!

So, tonight, within less than 5 minutes after the lights in Teacher Fit’s live broadcast room were turned on, the crazy fans in the forum immediately called their friends and started to rush in!

The live broadcast had just begun, and the host hadn’t even started writing on the whiteboard, but the comment section was already as hot as if it had been live for 3 hours, with comments pouring in!

This live broadcast room was registered with the platform early on. As soon as the broadcast started, the super administrators directly entered the control scene and banned many provocative comments that morally blackmailed the anchor.

As usual, Shi Cunjin clicked to block the comments and prepared a draft in his mind.

This time, the system woke up, and Shi Cunjin took advantage of the situation and used the power of technology to create a small BGM soundtrack as a accompaniment to the text.

Shi Cunjin knew nothing about music and just worked according to the system.

According to Teacher Shi's request, the system used technology to tune a relatively simple piece of music this time. The melody is light, long and ethereal, and the sound source comes from Shi Cunjin's conscious memory.

This is the advantage of a system with super computing power. When Shi Cunjin recalled the beautiful music, he could only hum two tunes at most. If he went deeper, he would be at a loss.

But when he hums to the system, the system can capture the rhythm and reproduce it after tuning, achieving 80% restoration.

After the comment section was cleared by the super moderator, some normal comments surfaced.

【Huh? There's music? 】

[Why do you feel ghostly? 】

[A bit like humming? ]

[Can't find the song by listening to it, original song? 】

[It's boring to listen to, it's so gloomy, what the hell is this! ]

As the time reached 20:55, Teacher Fit, as usual, basically did not interact with the comment section.

The classic text opening was planted by pixelated little men, and new story fragments grew out.

[…

Suppose, if I were a female insect.

Maybe I'll be a moth.]

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【!!!】

[Wait? ? Fate Wynne, what the hell did you do to my Lord Carol!!!]

Teacher Fate punched the audience again at the beginning.

An old insect killer.

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During the time I walked under the clouds, I got to know some of the higher-level and middle-level moths.

They are serious, rigorous and rigid by nature, and they seem to work tirelessly, as if there is a mechanical perpetual motion machine hidden in their bodies, driving them to fly year after year.

But this elite insect has a well-known weakness.

They don't like sunlight, and the companies they work for, the houses they live in, and the planets they settle on are mostly cloudy all year round.

In the military, the Moths are one of the best stealth tactical units.

Ironically, if they were hit by a mercury bullet, they would lose their sense of direction and fall easily into the enemy's hands.

Sometimes, I feel like I am a moth.

I stand in the world, enveloped by the night sky and sea of ​​stars. They are endless, like a cloudy season that will never improve.

Until Fate showed up.

He was like an exploding mercury bomb, disrupting all my life plans.

…

We started researching the topic.

To be fair, the subject of this experiment, data engineering and mecha intelligence research and development, is not within my scope of interest.

Initially, the teachers offered me three major subjects.

Mecha Auxiliary Engineer is the most difficult one.

I chose this not because I was overestimating my own abilities or because I wanted to challenge something impossible.

It's hard, and it will consume so much of my energy and focus that I won't be able to think about other things in my spare time.

That's good for me.

Maybe you think, ah, I chose this course just to get by.

In fact, it is not the case. I have a considerable knowledge advantage in this subject.

Oh, of course, for non-mecha students, this course sounds like the same subject as the Advanced Computer Engineering Department.

Let me give you a brief introduction.

Mecha data engineering and mecha intelligence research and development are also a type of intelligent AI. However, in my opinion, the intelligence installed on each mecha is like a little elf with its own personality and temperament.

They will adjust their assistance according to the mecha user. Some mechas are suitable for charging, some are suitable for defense, and the elves have their own strengths.

This course focuses on studying the mecha intelligence that was once active on the battlefield, deconstructing it, and then editing it to create new adaptive intelligence to be put into production lines and develop a new series of armor.

My intellectual advantage is that I came from behind the cat's eye, with 19 silent guardians following me.

Each of these guardians is equipped with an S-level armor, all of which are the best combat-needed series currently available.

I have been walking in the underworld for many years, and it is not always safe.

The starry sea is vast and full of dangers.

My guardians are the most ferocious mastiffs. I have watched them operate their armors and kill waves of star pirates under a thousand stars.

Compared to young students like Ottowen who have just entered the school, I understand much more about what kind of killing response the mecha intelligent program will make than them.

Fate's knowledge of mechas is ten levels lower than that of my guardians.

…

So Fate was shocked.

He didn't expect that I knew so much about mecha intelligence and knew when to use which program to make the mecha launch a more agile counterattack.

He himself was also equipped with a basic battle armor, a sample of what Ottovan uniformly distributed.

He takes great care of it and comes home dirty every day because after every class, he will carefully apply oil to this kind of goods, polish the mecha knife, and clean the trajectory carefully.

Fate brought this mech here as a sample for my group's project.

…

After several days of collaborative discussions, I have a clearer view of what kind of insect Fate is.

He is very stupid.

Oh (laughs), this is my biography, of course I will describe it fairly and impartially.

Fate Wynne is stupid.

After he got the academy mecha, it seemed like he got the whole world.

He treated this girl like his lover, being very cautious and not daring to try anything too much, for fear of ruining it and getting points deducted from the academy.

He has never debugged the intelligence of the auxiliary mecha. The intelligent mode is the same as it was when the mecha was delivered.

This is quite normal for a mecha major student who has just entered his first year.

…

I helped him debug the mecha's intelligence data, and he and his mecha became my trial pieces. A week later in the class competition, Fate won first place.

…

He was going crazy with joy.

Crazy indeed.

As soon as he returned to the dormitory, he rushed over to me, grabbed my waist, lifted me up and spun me around. He was at least 190 cm tall, and he lifted me up so high that my head almost hit the ceiling.

Fate laughed and screamed at me almost hysterically.

'Lucky star!'

'You are my lucky star!'

'Carol, you fucking bastard!'

'How come you are so awesome!'

My guardians nearly decapitated him right there.

I stopped, of course, with a great deal of fright.

He came in like a whirlwind, spun me around a few times in his arms, then rummaged out a bag from the closet and rushed out.

He was really stupid and didn't sense the abnormal atmosphere in the dormitory at all.

There were four guardians staying by my side that day. With just one look from me, Fate would have been dismembered on the spot.

But he felt nothing.

A burst of crazy joy splashed in my face, and then left a loud voice, saying, "I'm going to buy cigarettes and alcohol to celebrate! Don't leave, wait for me to come back!"

I sat on the stool, my heart banging against my ribs and hurting.

I think I was frightened.

Until my guardian asked, "Are you feeling unwell?" Your neck and ears continue to have a high fever reaction.

…

I tried to explain the present situation using past experiences, and nothing made sense.

I…have no idea.

…

From that day on, our verbal communication became deeper and deeper.

Fate always yells at me for something I say occasionally.

'How do you know?'

'How do you know this?'

'It turns out that this is possible!'

To this day, whenever I close my eyes, I can remember the excitement on his face and the bright longing in his eyes when he said these words.

I yearn for my 'wisdom', I yearn for my 'knowledge', I yearn for my 'inspiration'.

Fate really thought I was very talented, and he regarded me as... well, a super bottle opener.

A classic Fate Wynne description.

It was like some tight and difficult cover that I just twisted and it opened.

During the five years I have been walking, I have seen countless female insects, and I clearly understand that female insects are deeply embedded in their personalities with a tendency to seek profit and avoid harm.

This instinct makes the female insect accustomed to trying to please me too much, and also accustomed to hiding everything from me.

Until I met Fate.

He has that side of him, too.

I knew clearly that Fate showed me this expression because I could bring benefits to him.

So, at first, I could resist his look.

…

The day before the project ended, I calmly responded to his compliments.

That day, harshness turned into my breath and voice, hissing out from between my teeth and lips.

I said, I came from a higher family than you, I have more knowledge than you, and I was born in a place that you may not be able to see even if you work hard all your life.

I said, there are as many smart insects as the stars in the sky, you are just lucky enough to be close to me and see the ordinary bits of knowledge in my daily life.

This little bit of debris, placed high up in the clouds, is not worth mentioning.

Everyone around me knows.

I said, Huai En, you are just a little bug in a pit, wake up.

I said, stop projecting your expectations onto me, it annoys me.

I thought Fate would be angry.

Maybe, I want him to be angry.

Looking back, only today can I admit that I was gambling.

He is my mercury bomb. I am lost and I hope to get an answer from Fate's reaction.

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