Chapter 7
Skipping class...
Feng Ran had never done this before, but she didn't reject it either. It was strange and contradictory. She had always played the role of an obedient and docile good girl since she was a child. All she wanted was a place that would accept her. But after she realized that this wish might never be fulfilled in this lifetime, she did not choose to change or rebel, simply because she was tired.
Alphas, to varying degrees, are inherently assertive, domineering, and unconventional. As the rarest gender group, they are known for their maverick nature and free-spiritedness.
Feng Ran vaguely felt that she was like that too. Although she numbly followed her parents' will, the little artificial intelligence she created, under the learning parameters she set, turned into a habitual electronic criminal who would casually invade other people's privacy on the Internet. It can be seen that the desire for control is indeed part of Alpha, and she has never thought about correcting it.
Although it might seem like it would shatter the dignified image she cultivated in front of others, looking at Basil's radiant expression, it seemed like she didn't care for a moment.
Although it would be troublesome to explain to her classmates and teachers later, although Feng Xiqiao and Qin Xin might scold her if they found out, and although her fiancé had already arranged to marry Shen Shiqian, which might be against the rules, at this moment, the rebellious spirit was spreading wildly in her mind.
Feng Ran felt her blood, which had been calm and numb for a long time, suddenly heat up. That smile was as dazzling as the sun. She was confused, her heart was itchy. Whatever, this world will soon be shattered, won't it?
She smiled and said, "Okay."
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Basil led Feng Ran to a private holographic cinema. Young Master Sleika seemed to be a shareholder or member of the cinema. In any case, the waiter respectfully led them to the innermost small room.
The room was decorated in a cozy style, with candy-colored king-size lounge chairs and sofas, surrounded by pink gauze curtains, and various cute dolls piled up in the corners. However, the lack of windows made it a bit dark, but there was a cute ambiguity in the dimness.
Basil stepped forward first to tie up the atmospheric pink gauze curtains, then picked up the portable personal computer in the room and looked at Feng Ran: "Is there anything you want to see?"
Feng Ran shook her head honestly. Ever since she realized that Qin Xin's love for her was a disguised form of control, she stopped watching those fabricated stories on TV. When her friends talked about popular entertainment topics, she only showed little interest and gave perfunctory answers.
“Okay, I’ll choose then.” He patted the empty space on the sofa, his gaze shifting again. “Do you want to sit here? I’ll help you put on the equipment.”
Feng Ran sat down, and Basil pulled a basket from the bedside table. Inside were devices she had never seen before, which looked more like special decorations than instruments.
Basil first put the two purple wristbands on her wrists. Feng Ran carefully felt them. They had weight, but they weren't very heavy. Through the fabric, they didn't even hurt or itch.
"Isn't it a surface mount connector?"
"Didn't you dislike patch-type connectors? This is the latest product jointly developed by Sleica and Rozelite. Although it's called a connector, it's more like a massager. It can only simulate some single tactile sensations, but wouldn't you feel more at ease if it doesn't use electricity?"
"How can it be controlled without a connection cable? Is there a sensor receiver inside?"
"There is only memory metal filling material in here. As for how it works, it is because there are metal rails, electromagnets and power devices in the walls of this room that can levitate and control this special metal connector. However, the control intensity is very subtle and can only be used for massage. Otherwise, I would like to have a levitating zero-gravity room."
Basil picked up a waistband-style connector and asked her, blushing, "Do I have to help you put this on too?"
Feng Ran looked at her and his mind suddenly became active: "Did you make all of this? Why would you want to make these kinds of things?"
Massage products and connectors are already fully developed and so abundant in the market that there is no room for further growth. Combining the two is really superfluous. After all, the holographic simulation capability of connectors already powerfully encompasses all external force devices. The practicality of the product is questionable, and it is full of subtle flaws. In this kind of high-end private cinema, it is more like a sex toy.
It's one thing for the young master of the Sleica family to want to act recklessly, but it's quite another to make the Rozelite family go along with his nonsense. In terms of business dealings, this is a huge favor, no less valuable than twenty energy stars.
Young Master Basil remained defiant, scoffing arrogantly, "I can do it if I want to. Just because it's not very useful doesn't mean I should throw away the results of my hard work. There's nothing wrong with a cute but useless connector. If I become a director, the first thing I'll do is replace all the patch connectors in the hospital with these."
Basil exuded a faint scent of lavender, and his muttering in the small space was particularly charming. Feng Ran put his hand on his shoulder and said with a smile, "You can put it on for me."
Young Master Basil turned bright red, almost ripe, and was momentarily speechless.
The school's summer uniform consisted of short-sleeved shirts, with thin trousers for boys and short skirts for girls. Feng Ran's shirt had a faint, sweet, minty scent, and the hem was neatly tucked into her skirt, making her waist appear exceptionally slender.
There was a small mole on the girl's slender, fair neck, near the gland. Basil tried her best to ignore its presence, feeling her eyes burning and about to sweat, so she quickened her pace.
He picked up the last connector, which was shaped like a collar. Looking at Feng Ran's exquisite and beautiful face so close to his, he was secretly somewhat captivated: "Can I help you put this on too?"
Feng Ran's pupils contracted slightly. It was a pink choker with organza straps; it was very cute and pretty. But she felt she had seen another one before, made of metal, silver like a lock, also held by Basil, who looked at her with a melancholy expression.
Once she puts it on, the electric current generated by the collar stimulates her muscle tissue and nerves, rendering her unable to do anything. She feels imprisoned and can only watch as the world falls into silence.
The instant Basil touched his neck, the electric shock-like pain was so real that the hallucination abruptly ended, but Feng Ran remained in shock and subconsciously dodged him.
Her head started to feel throbbing again. She grabbed Basil's hand and said weakly, "Can I not wear this?"
Basil was startled by Fengran's stress response. She wanted to comfort her but was afraid of upsetting her, so she didn't know where to start and immediately threw the cute collar back into the basket.
"If you don't want to wear it, then don't. It's fine." He quickly put on his wristband and waist belt as well, and changed the subject, saying, "Anyway, the investment is in Rozelite. I'm just involved in the research and development. If we lose money, it won't affect my family."
The convulsions and depression brought on by the hallucination dissipated most of it in his nonchalant jokes. Luo Le handed Feng Ran a pair of 3D glasses, and after she put them on herself, she grabbed a few dolls to use as cushions to adjust the angle of her seat. The cutest little rabbit was casually stuffed into Feng Ran's arms.
Feng Ran gently squeezed the soft fur of the rabbit doll. The lavender scent that had been lingering around them was calmly withdrawn by the owner. The lights in the room dimmed, and the projected images first showed the production company and studio.
It's a very old fairy tale about stars, scattered throughout the universe, the story of a lonely little prince and his own star.
Feng Ran was very engrossed in watching it, but not because of the 3D glasses or the connector. The connector, or rather the massager, worked very slowly, radiating warmth. When it was pressed on some painful acupoints, his body felt tingly and warm, which was surprisingly relaxing and pleasant.
She remembered a decorative item she had when she was a child, called a snow globe. Inside the glass globe was a little prince with long scarves and golden hair, a little fox on his left, and a rose in a glass dome on his right.
The snowflake effect was of poor quality, but shaking it would play the piano piece "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star". Feng Ran didn't really remember where that ornament came from, but Qin Xin threw it away because it was too cheap.
Two years ago, she had just completed the main control program of Star Pupil and really wanted a celestial projector. However, the Sherlock Galaxy has more than a million planets, and she might not be able to finish designing and processing it herself in her lifetime. So, before Star Pupil could optimize its autonomous learning, she set all its learning and research directions on celestial monitoring.
It took her and Xing Tong half a year to make that dream projector. Its real-time monitoring function is even more powerful than the star network map of the Academy of Sciences' Star Tower. It can open any star in the vast universe at will and observe its shape, brightness, movement trajectory, and even its internal surface scenery, biological activities, and energy changes.
While projecting, it would play soft piano music. Feng Ran liked to put it by her bedside and occasionally use it as a nightlight, but it was soon deliberately thrown away by Feng Linye. Feng Ran didn't go looking for it or make another one because there was no need, since she had discovered an anomaly in the vast star cluster—the abandoned mineral planet 4601.
This was the first time Feng Ran had read this fairy tale in its entirety. She had once fantasized about putting herself in the fairy tale, but who would she put herself in? The Little Prince, the pilot, the fox, or the rose? It should be the rose, which could only exist in a glass dome and would eventually perish, which best suited her.
She had also smelled a very fragrant rose scent before, which was the scent of Qin Xin's pheromones. However, that scent later became too strong, to the point of being nauseating.
Basil's inferior holographic device couldn't simulate any sensations, but Feng Ran could indeed smell a faint, warm fragrance in the air, making her eyelids heavy and her body involuntarily lean towards the direction where the fragrance was stronger.
Basil felt the weight on his shoulder and stiffened his body. He could see Feng Ran's thick and lovely hair whorl by tilting his head slightly. Her long curly hair was black and soft, and her peaceful sleeping face with her eyes closed was beautiful, like a princess under a spell. But even when she wasn't asleep, Feng Ran's beauty was still princess-level.
She had a pleasant, sweet minty scent, as well as her own lavender pheromones. Basil's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of his chest, making him worry that the noise might disturb the princess's sleep.
He carefully touched the fluffy whorl of hair; it felt wonderful. He wanted to kiss her eyes like Feng Ran had done yesterday, but he was worried about waking her up. So, like a pervert, he twirled a strand of her hair, smelled it, and then gently placed a kiss on it.
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