Type: Special location equipment
Durability: 4/5
Functions: Instant translation, search system, emotional evolution module, super intelligent evolutionary AI, program intrusion system, GALGAME simulator. 】
…
Su Mingan pressed the power button, and AI Adu appeared on his wrist. It still looked like a faceless man, and Su Mingan did not set an appearance for it.
"An-chan, I missed you so much——!"
"Have you made any progress?" Su Ming'an interrupted Adu.
Ah Du was choked for a moment, but he was not discouraged and quickly responded:
"An-chan, in the future, if it's a science fiction or modern world, I can have network intrusion permissions. Although I can't compare to top AIs like Yeya and Xike, I can help you fake your online identity, help you invade information forums, etc. Also, do you think my personality has become more agile?"
Su Mingan was silent for a while. He felt that Ah Du was still not very smart. However, having network intrusion permissions was already very good.
He then asked, "Do you have any other improvements?"
"That's too much!" Ah Du said proudly. Su Mingan's eyes lit up at its confidence.
He knew that such a "super-intelligent AI evolution authority" must be more than that simple, and Adu must have more powerful functions waiting for him.
So Ah Du recited the treasures like the back of his hand:
"An-chan, I have newly loaded hundreds of thousands of story modules. I can tell you bedtime stories every day from now on."
"I have newly added the music library of the first eight worlds, including Minghui's harp music, Praya's siren song, and the sacrificial song of the dome. I can play them for you at any time."
"I have also loaded a lot of new games, which can put a virtual keyboard in front of you, so you can play games anytime and anywhere, such as Minecraft, DOTA2, Dead by Daylight...even 4399 mini games, Seer..."
"I even enabled the 'Player Sharing System' so you can share the virtual keyboard with up to five people around you! Just think about it, if during the final battle last night, you invited the god to play a game of Civilization VI, maybe he would let you go in the temptation of 'next round'?"
"How about it, do you feel excited?"
After Ah Du finished speaking, the light in Su Mingan's eyes gradually faded.
"Oh," he said.
It seems to be of no use.
He raised his hand and turned off Ah Duk's projection as Ah Duk screamed, "No - An-chan, don't turn me off!!" He didn't really need this noisy watch at the moment.
Just as he was about to tell Ah Duk to shut up and go into hibernation, Ah Duk suddenly said, "Wait, An-chan."
Su Mingan lowered his head.
Ah Du said, "I have kept something in the watch. If you go to Lin Guang's house, you will find a surprise."
……Yeah?
Su Ming'an let go as he was told and walked out of the hospital. Nuoer and Su Lin were waiting at the door.
In the bustling crowd, one of them stood by the door, his hands in his pockets, his khaki windbreaker rustling in the cold wind. The other leaned against the door frame, leaning on a blue rose cane in one hand. The sunlight sprinkled on the eaves of the door, lengthening their shadows.
"Su Ming'an." Noel looked at Su Ming'an: "The simulation of Kaiusta will be completely over tonight. The Kaiusta mission has been completed, and now the time belongs to you. I will accompany you wherever you want to go."
"I'll go to Lin Guang's house, maybe there are clues there." Su Ming'an controlled the wheelchair and took off.
"——I'll go with you." Noel and Su Lin said at the same time.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and the silence lasted for three seconds.
Su Lin turned and left: "Then go ahead, I just don't want to go."
Noel summoned the black crow and followed Su Mingan.
…
Just like the day he went to Qiu Li's house, Su Mingan went to Lin Guang's house.
This is a somewhat damaged villa. Due to the bombing by mercenaries, there are pits and black spots on the walls. Su Mingan pushed open the door of the villa and saw a hall that looked like an art exhibition, with charred walls.
He approached the paintings on the wall, but couldn't see what was painted on them. There were only some burnt black papers. It was hard to imagine how Lin Guang had painted thousands of paintings here alone, and how he had watched them disappear in the flames.
There was no atmosphere of life in the house, only some dried gouache and paint trays. The table and chairs were space for two people, the plates and knives and forks were for two people, there were also two hooks hanging on the door, and in the corner were countless copybooks and inks, as well as seven or eight torn books on Dragon Country Culture.
These books were piled up in the corner. Su Mingan flipped through them roughly. There were also books such as "Ten Great Ways to Fry, Stir-fry, Deep-fry and Stew Fruits", "How to Write a Good Suicide Note", "Do Electric Sheep Dream of Bionic People", "How to Keep White Hair Clean and Bright", "What Kind of Person the Lord of Doomsday City Likes", "The Demon King and the Brave Man of Cloud City", "Be a Confident Woman: How to Communicate with People", and "The Genius Baby of a Domineering President".
Some of these books are serious, some are not. Some seem to be books brought by players, and some are from the hands of humans in the ruins world.
Of course, some of the books were not very suitable for studying, but Lin Guang read every one of them and even took careful notes on every page.
When Su Mingan saw these books, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but what followed was only a vague sadness.
He put the books down and continued walking forward. At the end was a simply furnished room with many medicine bottles in a glass cabinet.
All antidepressants.
In addition, there were a lot of unused bandages and dried blood on the table, as well as a few scissors that looked like they were used for self-harm. In the corner of the table was a line of crooked words, with distorted fonts, as if they were written when one was emotionally broken: [Why can’t I feel love? ? ]
The whole room was covered in a gloomy hue. Depressants, self-harm knives, bandages, bullets, dried blood... this was everything in Lin Guang's life.
But in the diary that Lin Guang wrote to Su Ming'an, he only mentioned roses, flute music, butterflies, strawberries and sunshine.
Su Mingan paused for a moment, the lampshade on the ceiling swayed, and the light reflected on his pupils, which were also trembling. Noel was waiting at the door, and neither of them spoke.
"There seems to be something under the bed." At this time, Noel spoke.
Su Mingan then started to move.
He squatted down and saw a basin-like object under the bed.
"What is this?" Su Mingan had never grown plants before and couldn't recognize what it was.
Noel took a look:
"It's a pot of dead Houttuynia cordata."
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