Chapter 232 Chapter 232 Socially anxious father 9
Zhong Qing stared at Zhuozhuo closely, his mind full of thoughts like, "My previous guesses were all wrong. There is no technology now that can transform a living, flesh-and-blood person between two and three dimensions." Zhuozhuo was probably the daughter sent to him by the electronic god.
Is this a gift or a punishment?
While Zhong Qing was lost in thought, Zhuozhuo rummaged through the game world, grabbed a large cloth bag, and packed up everything he'd liked. Then, thinking to himself, "I'm going to another world," he successfully left the game world and reappeared before Zhong Qing. Seeing Zhong Qing's eyeballs tremble, Zhuozhuo chuckled triumphantly and pushed the heavy bag forward. "Dad, gold!"
Zhong Qing's mind was a bit slow to react. He opened the large cloth bag faster than he could think, and was nearly blinded by the gold inside. He closed the bag and said belatedly, "Zhuozhuo, did you bring anything out of the game?"
He looked at the computer screen and found that many gold items were missing. He then looked at the big cloth bag and saw the missing gold items piled inside.
Zhuozhuo proudly held his head high and exclaimed, "Yes! Zhuozhuo is amazing! Daddy sold the gold for money!"
Zhong Qing was silent for a moment, then he casually took out a golden cup and brought it to his mouth and took a bite. After he finished taking the bite, he realized what he was doing and his face turned dark.
"Dad, does gold taste good?" Zhuozhuo also stood on tiptoe, pulled out a golden apple decoration, and opened his mouth wide to bite it.
Zhong Qing quickly stopped Zhuozhuo, fearing she might break her tooth. He gently scraped off a handful of debris with a fruit knife and searched online for a reliable analysis and testing center, intending to send the debris there for testing.
Only after the courier arrived did Zhong Qing regain consciousness after another bout of social anxiety, his brain beginning to process the incoming information normally. He picked up Zhuozhuo and placed her on the table. He then placed a fruit plate, a bottle of yogurt, and an unopened Orleans roasted chicken leg in front of her. He said devoutly, "Master Zhuozhuo, are you from heaven or from the underworld? Are you seeking me out to conquer this new land of the virtual internet?"
Zhuozhuo: “Ah?”
Zhong Qing added, "Zhuozhuo, to avoid alerting the enemy, don't bring anything out of the game anymore. If the Internet God finds out, restricting our movements is a minor issue, but starting a war prematurely would be disastrous."
Zhuozhuo listened for a while with her eyes wide open, but didn't understand, so she just followed what Zhong Qing said. She picked up the yogurt bottle and wanted to drink it, but couldn't open it, so she just put it in her mouth and ate it.
Zhong Qing took it silently, unscrewed the bottle cap, inserted the straw on the table, and handed it to Zhuo Zhuo, "It's cold, drink slowly."
Zhuozhuo nodded randomly and started to drink. Her eyes fell on the chicken leg. She picked it up with her other hand and could smell the fragrance through the packaging bag.
Zhong Qing brought another plate, tore the chicken legs into pieces and put them on it. He held the plate up so that Zhuo Zhuo could grab and eat it.
No one spoke anymore, the only sound in the room being the smacking of food. Zhong Qing kept observing Zhuozhuo, still finding it magical to think of her freedom to move on and off screen. He disliked socializing and getting involved in trouble. If Zhuozhuo chose him, he would simply take care of her daily needs and avoid scheming or fighting with others.
9972 was deeply impressed by Zhong Qing's imagination, and had no idea what he was thinking. He didn't tell Zhuo Zhuo, but just watched them talk at cross purposes.
After eating and drinking, Zhuozhuo felt sleepy.
Zhong Qing checked the time and saw it was time for a nap, so he carried her to the bedroom. In just a few hours, Zhong Qing's mood had been volatile. His social anxiety hadn't even reared its ugly head when he was with Zhuozhuo. He tucked her in, and in the comfortable surroundings, his tense nerves relaxed. Feeling sleepy and tired, he simply lay down beside her and fell asleep.
The father and daughter lived a peaceful life, not caring at all about the waves they caused in "Datong".
Datong has been online for six months now, and it's the first time a hidden dungeon has been released, the first time golden skills and weapons have been released, and the first time reputation points have been released. Just by looking at the system announcements, players can get a glimpse of the game's magnificent background and rich gameplay, but that's not the immediate priority. The most important thing now is how they can obtain these generous rewards themselves!
Players frantically searched for "Love" and "Burning," but unfortunately, neither was online. Rushing to the entrance to the "Andrew's Obsession" dungeon, they saw a checklist showing: "The hidden "Rest of the Dead" dungeon has been cleared."
A line of small print at the back says: One-time copy.
The players were heartbroken and rushed to other dungeons, trying to trigger new hidden items. They also loudly insulted the game planners, demanding that the triggering conditions for the dungeon hidden items, the methods for obtaining golden skills and golden weapons, and the reputation system be announced as soon as possible.
Just when the players were running around like headless flies, the system issued an announcement.
[The plot has made significant progress. Players are advised to use holographic devices to log in to "Datong" as soon as possible to better experience the new world.]
The players cursed.
"What do you mean? If you don't spend a hundred thousand dollars on equipment, you're not worthy of playing games? That's such an ugly way of eating!"
"I'd like to buy it, but please don't sell it out!"
"Future technology is floating!"
"Give up the game! It's garbage!"
On the day the holographic equipment was released, "Datong" was criticized and became a hot topic. Later, the official blog responded: covering 2,984 county-level administrative regions across the country, a total of 10,000 holographic equipment experience stores will open on August 30. Each person will be given one hour for free for the first three days. Players are welcome to enter the store to experience it.
Ten thousand experience stores, plus internet cafes, will undoubtedly introduce holographic equipment, which will basically meet the urgent needs of players. However, the official's condescending and play-or-leave-it attitude has left players very dissatisfied, and they are running around cursing, and the official forums and blogs have been completely overwhelmed.
The discovery of the dungeon's hidden location not only sent players into a frenzy, but also triggered the Magic Planet's consciousness. A quick glance revealed that the undead Andrew had been annihilated, and the souls of those killed by him had been liberated. The Magic Planet's consciousness was slightly alarmed. Wasn't the dungeon's hidden location triggered a month after the holographic device was released? How could it have been triggered and resolved before the holographic device was released?
He looked back in time and saw Zhuo Zhuo and Qing Zhong, and was immediately startled. These two people were truly two extremes, one bringing him prosperity, the other bringing him harm.
The consciousness of the magic planet seemed to have seen the future fierce performance of "Love Seed" in blowing up two planets in a row, and instinctively wanted to strike first and eliminate the trouble forever. But back to the present, the fortunes of "Zhuo Zhuo" and "Love Seed" were intertwined and influenced each other, and there was a tendency to purify and eliminate the black air in the fortune of "Love Seed".
He pondered for a long time and did nothing.
9972, who had been closely following the actions of the Magic Planet Consciousness, was somewhat surprised by this, but she imagined this was part of its wisdom. "Predicting the future" and "changing fate" were abilities and opportunities everyone desired in the Small World. In the Main World, however, it was generally believed that the future had countless possibilities, but the moment a belief in the future was established, it was fixed. Anything done in between was merely a means to further fate.
Destiny can be seen, but it cannot be changed. The premise for wanting to change it is to believe in it.
Zhuozhuo woke up hungry and angrily got up. She stared at the soundly sleeping Zhong Qing for a while, wanting to sit on his stomach, but remembering that he hadn't slept all night, she didn't do it. She climbed out of bed and tilted her head to recall where Zhong Qing had taken the snacks that morning. After searching around, she successfully found Zhong Qing's storage and dug out all the snacks with a grunt.
Zhong Qing kept hearing rustling sounds in his sleep, like a rat gnawing at something. He woke with a start and rushed out of the room. He saw a pile of snack bags and scattered snack crumbs in front of the living room cabinet. He was immediately enraged and grabbed a dumbbell from the wall, ready to smash the rat to death.
A pair of eyes with 2.0 vision shed the hazy sleepiness and searched for the mouse sharply, and saw Zhuozhuo hidden in the colorful packaging bag.
Zhuozhuo was busy chewing on the plastic wrap of a jelly that was bigger than her face. When she saw Zhong Qing during the intermission, she immediately smiled happily, "Dad!"
She held up the large jelly, "Open it, Daddy."
“…”
Zhong Qing put down the dumbbells and took the jelly, his hands immediately covered in saliva. He used a fruit knife to cut through the plastic wrap and handed a spoon to Zhuo Zhuo. He looked at the snacks that had buried her, realizing that most of them had been gnawed open, not eaten. But seeing the teeth marks and saliva on the packaging, Zhong Qing couldn't overcome his inner resistance and ate the snacks.
There were only two or three packets of snacks left in the cupboard that hadn't been exposed to the scorching heat. Zhong Qing opened one and ate it. "Are you full?"
Zhuozhuo felt full after eating only half of the jelly. He stirred it with a spoon and said happily, "I'm full!"
"Pick this up yourself when you're full." Zhong Qing pointed at the pile of snacks on the ground and said in a deep voice, "Look at what you've done. How much has been wasted?"
"Don't waste it, Dad will eat it." Zhuozhuo held up the crushed jelly to show Zhong Qing.
Zhong Qing twitched his lips and said, "I don't want to eat."
"If you don't eat it, it's a waste. It's shameful to waste it!"
"Who is the one who is wasting shamefully? You opened all of them." Zhong Qing took the jelly and felt it was so offensive that he wanted to throw it in the trash can.
Zhuozhuo looked up at Zhong Qing and realized belatedly that he disliked her. She was a little confused and said softly, "Zhong Qing's father likes Zhuozhuo, so Zhuozhuo came out of the computer."
Zhong Qing paused. The sensitive and socially anxious person immediately understood what Zhuozhuo meant. He put the jelly on the table, coughed twice, and said helplessly, "I like you, but that doesn't mean I can accept eating your saliva, right?"
Zhuozhuo didn't understand and said childishly, "If you like Zhuozhuo, why would you throw away the delicious food Zhuozhuo gave you?"
Zhong Qing: “…”
He couldn't tell her directly that he disliked her saliva and thought her leftovers were dirty. Seeing that her mouth was pursed and her eyes were misted with moisture, he quickly scooped up a spoonful of jelly and swallowed it, "I didn't throw it away, I ate it!"
Zhuozhuo burst into laughter, picked up the snacks on the ground, and said enthusiastically: "Daddy, eat this, it's so delicious!"
Zhong Qing took it with a smile and used scissors to cut off the part of the bag that had been gnawed by Zhuo Zhuo. He immediately felt better. He carefully selected a piece of dried mango and was horrified to find a tooth mark on the end. But under Zhuo Zhuo's piercing gaze, he couldn't bring himself to change it. He just stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it briefly, and quickly swallowed it whole.
"Dad, is it delicious?"
Zhong Qing tasted it for a moment and found that after overcoming his psychological barrier, the milk left by Zhuozhuo remained unchanged. He drank a sip of Zhuozhuo's leftover milk to wash away the sweetness in his mouth and said calmly, "Delicious."
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