If he hadn't been sure that this wasn't a cloning factory, Yu Qirong would have thought that he had returned to the copy.
But it’s no problem. He took the time core of the cloning factory, so it’s not surprising that it collapsed here.
It’s just that Yu Qirong couldn’t control his own body now. Just like in the dream, from the perspective of a bystander, he saw “himself” sitting on the sofa bored, looking at the colorful creatures in the culture bottles opposite.
Yu Qirong paused, remembering the green mark on his wrist that reminded him from time to time.
When I saw the cloning factory, I felt that it looked familiar and I felt that I had been there before. It seems that it was not entirely an illusion. Maybe there really was some connection between us in the past.
Just as he was wondering what time it was and what identity that "self" was here, that self spoke, "Isn't it a bit boring to stay here all the time?"
His tone was his usual calm one, except for a slight rise at the end, which carried a bit of loneliness as if he was talking to himself.
But the beautiful creature opposite him knocked on the culture bottle in response.
"Hmm? Are you saying there are a lot of people here?" Both "Yu Qirong" and Yu Qirong understood the language of this little thing. "Yu Qirong" shook his head, "These people were just created, and they have no intelligence. How can they be called 'people'?"
Those "clones" flashed through Yu Qirong's mind, and he confirmed this statement in his heart.
He waved his finger, and a blue light curtain immediately appeared in front of him.
Yu Qirong in his body was startled. He was very familiar with this thing. The system's light screen also looked like this. Could it be that he was a player at this time?
Unlike his dark blue light screen, it did not display any tasks or backgrounds, but instead showed something similar to projections of various small worlds.
"Yu Qirong" leaned back on the soft sofa, crossed his legs and continued to stroke with his fingers. Scenes passed by his eyes, but none of them caught his attention.
His movements seemed very skilled and a little too leisurely. This was not the look and state of mind that an ordinary player should have.
It feels more like... work? Yu Qirong frowned at this thought, thinking that this person was just short of making a cup of coffee for him.
The creature in the culture bottle continued to hit the glass surface, trying to attract Yu Qirong's attention, but he still looked at the light screen in front of him, his fingers constantly moving across it.
"I know what you're going to say. It's just that some researchers down there are trying to study something different." The white-haired beauty didn't show any sign of worry. She just pursed her lips. The beige floor lamp cast a very gentle light on her wine-red eyes. "It's called a cloning factory, but the people I mold are all different... If they can mold a good-looking one, I don't mind."
...It was indeed him. Yu Qirong confirmed in his heart that this person was a beauty lover, and at the same time, he began to analyze it in his mind.
It seems that he is a leader in this "cloning factory". All the researchers are under his supervision, and he can also freely create characters to play with... It sounds more like his amusement park. There is no danger. It is different from the one he has been through. I don't know what happened in the middle.
"If something dangerous is found, I will... well," the person who spoke paused, as if he saw something, and slowly curled the corners of his mouth. He turned off the light curtain, stood up, and finished his words, "... I will just deal with it when I come back."
Upon hearing this, the little thing in the culture bottle waved its soft branches desperately in the water, trying to attract the attention of the person who seemed to have suddenly become excited.
“No.” The man’s tone was gentle but unapologetic. Upon hearing this reply, the beautiful creature immediately became listless, and even the light branches that usually floated in the water drooped down.
Yu Qirong saw it before he turned off the light curtain. The last scene that "he" focused his eyes on before turning off the light curtain was Tang Xingfei giving a speech on the platform in the playground.
It is obvious that his aesthetic taste has not changed, either in the past or now, and he has remained consistent.
Perhaps sensing the low mood of the cultured creature, Yu Qirong walked to the side of the culture bottle and tapped the glass surface twice with his fingertips. "Don't be sad, I'll be back soon. I just met a very interesting native resident. It shouldn't take long."
The colorful little things were pressed against the glass, looking reluctant to leave.
Yu Qirong subconsciously touched his wrist, probably guessing that "he" would never come back. He couldn't even take care of the strange experiments done by the researchers. He must have encountered some difficult problems.
But what concerned Yu Qirong the most was his own identity. It seemed that at this time he could grasp the information of all the small worlds, and he could enter and exit the small worlds easily. He was more important than the "Lord God" who could not be found most of the time.
Yu Qirong turned his sight and was distracted, and found himself in the familiar classroom of Lanxi High School.
This scene was almost the same as what he saw through the bead. Pretending to be a "transfer student from Lanxi High School", "he" got close to Tang Xingfei and tried every means to pursue her, but was rejected by Tang Xingfei on the grounds that "study should be the priority now".
Indeed, in their world, the college entrance examination is indeed a relatively important thing.
So "I" temporarily stopped and turned to focus on the knowledge in the books.
In the eyes of other students, this undoubtedly meant that they had given up on Tang Xingfei. This was big news. Ever since Yu Qirong transferred to Lanxi High School, his pursuit of her had never stopped. He was even more aggressive than Tang Xingfei's previous suitors, causing many people who thought they were not as good as him to give up.
In this case, would Yu Qirong give up Tang Xingfei? I don't believe it.
But it doesn’t matter whether others believe it or not, it is enough for Tang Xingfei to believe it.
When Yu Qirong saw Tang Xingfei blocking his way back to the dormitory after school, he found the same expression on his face that he saw in the dream.
That look of loss and extreme anxiety appeared on his face, which seemed to be calm and composed at all times, giving a feeling of disconnection and balance.
Tang Xingfei didn't even need to say a word. Just by standing there, his inner thoughts were clear to see.
But Yu Qirong knew that "he" was a person with a rather bad taste. Sure enough, after seeing Tang Xingfei, "Yu Qirong" didn't say anything at first, but just looked him up and down, and then asked him with interest: "Isn't this the academic god Tang Xingfei? What do you want to talk to me about?"
Tang Xingfei pursed his thin lips into a line, revealing some of the uneasiness that he should have at his age, "...Do you have someone else you like?"
Although Yu Qirong knew that he was not talking to her, she felt like laughing when she saw this scene.
It is rare to see such a young and cute Tang Xingfei. Now Tang Xingfei is used to hiding all his emotions with that cold face, and his subtle emotional changes can only be seen from some details in his eyebrows and eyes.
All in all, it’s just not that fun.
"Oh," "Yu Qirong" nodded, looked up at Tang Xingfei's increasingly gloomy eyes, and asked him with a smile: "What does this have to do with Tang Xueshen, who only cares about studying?"
He frowned and pretended to be innocent. "Or do you think that I, who don't concentrate on my studies, am an eyesore... Well, I'd better stay away from your sight."
As he said that, he walked around Tang Xingfei, patted the hem of his clothes, and continued walking towards his dormitory.
He had not taken two steps when his collar was grabbed. "Yu Qirong" turned his back to Tang Xingfei with a determined smile on his face.
“I don’t find it an eyesore.”
"oh?"
"I don't want you to leave my sight."
"Yu Qirong" raised his eyebrows, put his hands in his pockets, turned on his toes, and looked back at Tang Xingfei, "What does Tang Xueshen mean by this?"
His triumphant look really made him look too much like a little snow-white fox, with light in his eyes, but it made Tang Xingfei's heart beat like a drum.
"Could it be that Tang Xueshen, who always has only study in his mind, actually falls in love with me?" "Yu Qirong" took a step forward and tilted his head, his wine-red eyes full of teasing.
"...Yes, I like you." Tang Xingfei looked at the white-haired beauty standing in front of him. It was not until he said it that he felt his beating heart felt better, as if everything was settled after he said it.
"Then there's no way to regret it, right?"
There were quite a lot of students at the time of school dismissal, and even more passed by them, some even stopping to listen to what they said.
Just listen to a few sentences and you will know what these two campus celebrities are talking about.
So the next day, the news that these two people were together spread throughout the entire student circle.
Yu Qirong, who was in the body of "Yu Qirong", felt that his luck was too bad. If he still remembered these things, he wouldn't have to bother writing love letters. He could just use threats and bribes to make him admit what he had said.
But things have been going smoothly until now. I don’t know why things changed later. I’m staying here, and why Lanxi High School has become so scary?
The more Yu Qirong interacted with Tang Xingfei, the more he could feel the emotions coming from his body - that was an emotion called guilty conscience.
"Tang Xingfei belongs to this world, but I am not. Sooner or later, I will have to go back." "Yu Qirong" had no one to talk to about his troubles, so he developed the habit of talking to himself, and Yu Qirong heard it all in his body.
For a moment he hesitated.
Although he couldn't really experience this kind of feeling, he could definitely experience the feelings of the NPCs. Those players were just like the current "Yu Qirong", not belonging to this world, but coming with a purpose.
Now that my goal has been achieved, I don’t know what to do next.
It has been a long time since he came here. "I wonder what other worlds are like..."
"What are you talking about?" Tang Xingfei asked.
Yu Qirong paused, turned around and saw Tang Xingfei's puzzled look, and just smiled, "I was wondering why you came just now, today's date will be shortened again."
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