Chapter 29: Risking One's Career (New Content)...
Seeing Zhu Ting examining the instruction manual from every angle, Lu Yusheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't start using it yet, I'll find you an online version of the instructions."
Clearly, Zhu Ting was no longer able to easily distract himself from the detailed blueprints of the disassembled parts.
Before he could react, Lu Yusheng began operating the computer screen that had been installed.
When Zhu Ting looked up again, he found that the large black square that Lu Yusheng had called a "computer" was displaying the same content as the instruction manual in his hand.
The only difference is—
The image above is in color.
He cleared his throat and looked at Lu Yusheng, who had already made room for him at the computer: "What's this?"
Lu Yusheng gestured for him to sit down and explained, "I found an electronic version of the instructions; this will be clearer."
She skimmed through the contents. Considering only the assembly process, the steps and precautions were broken down into very detailed steps. The entire workflow in the electronic file was over 110 pages long. She didn't know where the system got the internal data from.
Watching Zhu Ting re-immerse herself in the ocean of knowledge, Lu Yusheng pondered to himself.
Even if he truly understood the assembly process and successfully disassembled and reassembled the computer, he still couldn't replicate the same product.
I just hope that this process will bring him some other gains, more or less...
Lu Yusheng sighed and turned his head, only to find that while they were studying the instruction manual, the rest of the group had found something else to do.
The simple chessboard and pieces she made were put to good use, only the two sides playing the game were changed to Lu Xiaofeng and Duan Yu.
Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaofeng, who seemed somewhat unkempt, was quite methodical when playing chess.
Without alerting either side, she quietly dragged over a stool to watch the battle together.
When Hua Manlou heard the voice, he knew it was her and quietly made room for her.
For a moment, everyone in the hall was either playing chess or looking at documents, with only Sikong Zhaixing's voice, as he counted points and chatted with Lu Xiaofeng, standing out in the background.
"Why are you holding those numbers?"
"What's wrong with you? This layout is a huge loss!"
"It's over, I can't work now."
"Hahaha, Lu Xiaofeng, you lost."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yusheng's thoughts immediately returned to the chessboard from his reverie.
Sure enough, even though she wasn't very good at Go, she could see that the round stones on the board were unstoppable.
Duan Yu is someone who has played more than a dozen games against AI and even won some. Perhaps because of his strong comprehension ability, his strategy has already begun to show some predictable patterns.
In addition, with the new ideas I learned from playing Gomoku with Lu Yusheng occasionally, I have a better chance of winning against Lu Xiaofeng, who is not yet at the top level, using traditional strategies.
Finally, Lu Xiaofeng held up his diamond chess piece in his hand, observed it for a long time but still couldn't find a solution. He sincerely praised, "Your chess skills are truly excellent. Among the people I know, perhaps only the Wooden Taoist of Wudang can beat you."
Upon hearing the name of another familiar hero, Duan Yu was both proud and shy, repeatedly saying "You flatter me" several times.
After laughing with him, Lu Xiaofeng turned his head and looked at Sikong Zhaixing with gritted teeth: "At least 50% of the reason I lost this game is because of you."
Sikong Zhaixing, who had been shouting and cheering for half the day, immediately changed the subject, feeling guilty, but couldn't help but smile wildly.
Seeing the group laughing and chatting, Lu Yusheng was also happy to watch. Such a lively scene was a rare sight here.
She silently counted the heads. Including Zhu Ting, who was buried in his studies, and Hua Manlou, who was blind, the remaining people on the scene, plus herself, could barely form a five-person team. It was truly a cause for celebration.
These people are practically all of Lu Yusheng's current users. Although there are fewer of them, the revenue they bring is still considerable... It would be even better if there were a few more generous spenders like Lu Xiaofeng.
Considering that they might not easily reunite after parting ways, Lu Yusheng decided to arrange a group activity for everyone before they left.
Before she could exchange the projector for the system, a mischievous thought suddenly popped into her head. She turned to look at Sikong Zhaixing, who was still laughing, and asked, "You really can steal anything?"
"certainly."
Sikong Zhaixing answered subconsciously, then paused for a moment before realizing the meaning behind it. Lu Yusheng saw his eyes crinkle and his smile return, but he said, "Don't worry, we're so familiar with each other, I'll give you a friend's price."
Her lips twitched: "That's not what I meant."
But then he remembered the thought that had just popped into his head and changed his answer: "Can you steal something you've never seen before?"
The latter raised the corners of his mouth confidently and said, "Knowing what it is is enough."
Lu Yusheng thought for a moment and described it as: "It's a kind of curtain that can be rolled up like a scroll when it's not in use, but can be automatically opened when a switch is turned on."
Without waiting for a response, he changed his tone and continued: "The top can also have colors like a real painting, not just patterns, but the scenes inside will also change as if they were alive."
Sikong Zhaixing frowned more and more as he listened, and couldn't help but remind the other person, "I can only steal things that truly exist in this world."
Lu Xiaofeng, who was listening to their conversation, was also puzzled and couldn't think of anything that could have such a magical function.
"Oh?" Lu Yusheng smiled upon hearing this. "What if it really exists?"
"What do you mean by changing like a living thing?" Sikong Zhaixing's expression grew increasingly suspicious: "Like the phone you gave me? Like the flashing of a game screen?"
The ear automatically picked up on the keywords, and Zhu Ting, who was sitting at the computer desk next to him, stopped flipping through the documents.
He silently put down the mouse, which he was unfamiliar with, and listened quietly to their conversation.
Duan Yu was equally curious. Before seeing Lu Yusheng open that gleaming black box today, he had always thought that the Go game he had experienced a couple of days ago, which could be played in a small space and against an unseen opponent, was already amazing enough.
Now, judging from what she said, it seems there are even more items than he knew?
Lu Yusheng didn't notice the silent attention cast by the others nearby, and just answered the question in front of him seriously: "Of course it won't be exactly the same. The game's screen is too short, and the intermittent content can't be considered the same as the real thing."
"To be honest, it's more like the CG that I showed to that cold-blooded swordsman that day, but it's much longer."
Upon hearing this, both Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zhaixing recalled the scene they had witnessed.
Although Hua Manlou did not see it with his own eyes, based on the reactions of others at the time and Lu Yusheng's words today, it seems to be something that is indeed similar.
However, Lu Xiaofeng was more curious about something else at this moment—
"'The Ruthless Sword Saint' refers to Ximen Chuixue? Why is he called that? It does sound quite fitting, haha."
"This... um..." Lu Yusheng was also taken aback by the question. He belatedly realized that his description seemed a bit impolite, so he quickly apologized.
Her use of this term was also unconscious. Initially, it was out of respect for the unknown expert who seemed difficult to talk to, but when she spoke it, this term inexplicably popped into her mind.
As she spoke, something flashed through her memory, and she suddenly realized, "In my hometown, there's a very famous swordsman, but he's different; he's the 'Chatty Sword Saint'..."
As she spoke, she noticed that the expressions of the people opposite her were thoughtful, and she carefully added, "Perhaps it's because your friend is too unique, the exact opposite of the famous one from our hometown. All I remember about him is that he's a man who speaks very little and is very cold."
Lu Xiaofeng immediately understood and laughed, "I never expected such a coincidence."
After explaining, Lu Yusheng didn't end the conversation easily. He continued to look at Sikong Zhaixing: "So? The thing is in this building. Can you steal it? Want to make a bet?"
The latter, still unaware of the intricacies of the situation, replied without any suspicion, "If what you say is true, of course I can."
But Lu Xiaofeng's last shred of conscience compelled him to pull his friend back: "Be careful..."
As he spoke, he gestured for Sikong Zhaixing to look at the flashing screen in the distance: "She might really have it."
Sikong Zhaixing choked for a moment, then burst into laughter: "If it really exists, then we're even less afraid."
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