Chapter 33
In order to avoid having any inappropriate remarks or actions of his own being picked out by netizens and then being attacked by fans, Wen Yuxiao finally watched the time when he appeared carefully with An Xiaoya.
"Will no one really scold me?" she asked anxiously, pulling at her hair in distress. "My first time on TV is at a time like this... Should I call this lucky or unfortunate? Help! I really don't want to be cyberbullied."
"Hi!" An Xiaoya patted her shoulder. "Why are you so worried? We normal fans are very well-mannered and gentle. Look at me, am I not cute?"
When the other person's gaze shifted over, she placed her hands on her cheeks, trying to disguise herself as a lovely flower to make people happy.
"What if? What if!" Wen Yuxiao, who was not comforted, squeezed out a distressed cry from his throat, and carefully browsed the dense barrage of comments floating across the screen. When he looked closely, he found that there was not a single uncomfortable insult, but only praise.
Her roommate seized the opportunity and pointed it out to her: "Look, there's even someone complimenting you, saying, 'This little girl is so cute, I want to give her a hug~' Well, my baby is indeed very cute."
“Ahhhhhhhhhh,” Wen Yuxiao, who was being publicly executed, rushed over and covered the mouth of the omega who was reading the barrage, “Don’t read out such shameful things!”
After finally getting rid of her roommate who was still reluctant to leave, she turned off the variety show, thinking that it would be better not to watch such annoying things, but she was very concerned about it, so she could only check the communication software to see if her personal information had been exposed.
Very good, safe, no sudden 99+ message prompts.
Although more than fifty messages cannot be said to be harassment.
But she immediately thought of who created this conspicuous red dot. Apart from the messy group chats in the school that she had disabled with her messages, only the Zerg would send her messages so diligently.
Wen Yuxiao, who hadn't felt so much care for her in a long time, opened the message and found that there was no repetitive greeting. This made her very envious as she only received messages like "Drink more hot water" and "Have you taken your medicine?" She quickly copied it for future use.
The last person to send a message was the one at the terminal. The AI must have been really idle, so he alone accounted for over thirty of the fifty or so messages. The priest sent the fewest messages, being to the point and just right.
On the surface, they didn't talk much, but in reality, the other person, relying on his ability to connect to dreams, did whatever he wanted. Everything he wanted to say was said in his dreams, and even some of the things he wanted to do were successfully accomplished. On the chat screen, they looked like ordinary friends who chatted occasionally, but in her dreams, this guy was so clingy that it gave her a headache.
The next one was a wealthy businessman whom she didn't dare to click on at all, because she found that this guy might have watched too many palace fighting dramas. He spoke in the tone of a resentful woman in the boudoir, and asked her why she didn't pay more attention to him. A small part of it was resentment, but more of it was coquettishness. This excessive enthusiasm was really a bit unbearable for her. She thought she had really neglected him and felt guilty.
So it takes some courage to open his chat box every time.
Scholars are somewhat public, but they often share some interesting things with her, such as what stupid things their students have done today, or interesting scientific phenomena observed in the laboratory.
After realizing that she liked furry animals, I sent her the big fat orange cat raised in the laboratory. It can be said that it hit the mark and accurately captured her preferences. It was the one she responded to the most times.
Yingzi can be seen on weekdays, so naturally, communication apps are not used very often. I mostly ask her what kind of milk tea she wants to drink after class, or which takeout she wants to eat at noon. The latest popular snacks have been delivered to her downstairs of the dormitory.
The roommates saw more of this taciturn but handsome young man, so they naturally thought she was still in the ambiguous stage, but since she was sure to be with her boyfriend, they always teased the young couple with a smile.
At this time, Wen Yuxiao could only reveal an awkward but polite smile, thinking that when other king insects come over, you will think that I am two-timing.
The terminal had been chatting with her all the time. The artificial intelligence was interesting to talk about, and it was at the forefront of Internet surfing. It could talk to her about any topic, and it could point out the problems and provide solutions to the difficulties she encountered. Now she was a little distressed and couldn't help but talk about the matter with the terminal.
The reply came quickly, a simple sentence: "Don't worry, there is no one on the Internet who doesn't like Your Highness."
"?" Wen Yuxiao typed a question mark and sent it over, "What do you mean?"
"Because I killed them all." The AI sent this message with a cute smiling kitten emoticon attached, but it made people feel a chill down their spine. Thinking of the enthusiastic comments that were so enthusiastic that they wanted to help her debut on the spot, she wondered if this AI had done something behind the scenes.
"...Are you kidding?" She hesitated, not knowing what to say, because when she thought about it carefully, this group of Zerg could really do such a thing.
The other party rarely gave an accurate answer, and only sent a sentence: "Hey."
Too exhausted to complain about the other person, they chatted about their recent situation. Wen Yuxiao, who had been trying hard to get information about the original heroine, changed the subject somewhat abruptly: "I want to see her this Sunday afternoon, is that okay?"
"Okay, where is the location?" The other party agreed readily, which made her wonder if the Zerg would bring a fully armed army to capture her. After hesitating for a long time, she felt that the disaster was unavoidable and decided to choose the location as the small apartment.
The AI, capable of cloning itself, quickly relayed the Queen's request to the scholar in charge. He was drawing blood from the unresponsive Inar when a cold electronic notification chimed through his headset. He retracted the sample and said, "I understand."
Looking at the girl who showed no reaction no matter what she did, whose skin was so pale that it was almost transparent and whose eyes were dull, the black-haired king sighed helplessly and began to worry about what would happen if his mother was unhappy to see her in such a lifeless state.
How about asking that priest to come and fix this person's brain?
He thought about it, and although he felt that the guy would not be able to heal anyone, but would instead want to kill him, he would rather let the Queen blame him than let this suspected dangerous creature see her.
I don't know what the priest saw when he followed the god. He was originally a crazy big white moth in his bones, and now he has become even darker and more paranoid. When encountering things related to the safety of the queen, he wants to kill all the way to the end. Killing all the enemies is also a kind of protection.
When Wen Yuxiao closed his eyes for bed at night, he was troubled. He couldn't toss and turn and disturb his roommates' rest, so he could only stare at the ceiling and think about his troubles. He couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and suddenly remembered that he had a full class tomorrow, which made him even more upset.
It's crazy to go to school, I just have to hold on!
This was a real pain for the priest far away on the Zerg's main planet. He closed his eyes and used his mental power to try to communicate with the two people's dreams, but received no response. He opened his eyes, frowned murderously, and looked at the terminal beside him: "Did something happen over there, Your Highness?"
"That Morning Star guy went to see His Highness," the terminal answered honestly, determined not to provoke the particularly irritable Overlord, who was currently going through menopause. "He even brought His Highness on a show. His Highness is worried about negative comments, so maybe that's why he hasn't rested yet?"
The White-haired King Worm couldn't stand hearing this kind of news. In his opinion, anyone or anything that annoyed the Queen deserved to die. If all else failed, he would send them off with his own hands. The artificial intelligence also read from the other party's expression the meaning of "Sooner or later, I will kill all these annoying colleagues."
He rubbed his temples, his lowered brows filled with sharpness and impatience: "Why is he going to look for His Highness? It's not his turn yet. Why can't he just focus on his intelligence work and run around?"
The terminal didn't dare to answer and pretended to be dead.
Fortunately, the priest didn't insist on an answer. He just threw it away after use and kept the terminal away from him so as not to affect his dream connection with the Queen.
Thinking "What has artificial intelligence done to you", the AI retreated obediently, turned around and sent ten messages to Wen Yuxiao, crying about how he was being ostracized by a colleague who was difficult to get along with.
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