The smile on Io's lips froze, and he carefully read the system prompts again.
This is... blocked?
He didn't give up and sent it again.
【It’s me, 001. 】
This time, there is still a red exclamation mark at the front of the message, but the prompt text below has changed.
[WQ has enabled friend verification. You are not his (her) friend yet. Please send a friend verification request first. You can chat only after the other party passes the verification. ]
This time it’s not being blocked, it’s being deleted as a friend.
Io stared at the phone screen in silence.
"Click——" the dormitory door opened.
Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng walked in laughing, and seeing that Wen Qing was not there and Yiou was the only one in the dormitory, they looked at him twice more.
"Fuck," Song Qiang walked up to Yiou, stared at the back of his phone, and asked, "Is this the latest model of Apple phone?"
Io responded perfunctorily: "Yeah, backup."
It was originally intended to be used as 001's dedicated phone.
"When did you change it?" Song Qiang paused and asked curiously, "Is this phone good to use? I want to change it too."
Yio swiped the screen with his fingertips, tapped the friend request button, and waited for a moment, but Wen Qing still didn't pass his friend verification.
He pursed his lips and said to Song Qiang, "Not very good."
“There’s something wrong with WeChat.”
Song Qiang was stunned for a moment: "I saw that the performance of this phone is much better than the previous model."
“What’s wrong with WeChat?”
Yiou said expressionlessly: "The other party cannot receive friend requests."
"Is that so?" Song Qiang was in a dilemma. This question was neither big nor small. "Then I'll think about it again."
Xu Fengfeng put down his schoolbag and computer, walked around the dormitory, and did not see Wen Qing. He turned his head and asked Yi Ou: "Wen Qing is not here?"
Yiou responded, put down the backup phone, and picked up the other phone he usually used: "I'm going to buy milk tea."
"Milk tea?" Xu Fengfeng glanced at the empty tea cup on Wen Qing's desk and was a little surprised. "Wen Qing likes milk tea so much. I never realized it before."
Yiou raised his chin slightly and raised his eyebrows: "It's mainly because of the maker of the milk tea."
Xu Fengfeng looked at him strangely, and always felt that Yiou's tone was a little smug.
What’s the connection between the good performance of a milk tea shop owner and a customer who orders takeout?
Xu Fengfeng was silent for a moment, then said to him, "No, it's mainly because your takeout order is good."
Yio: “…”
Xu Fengfeng strode into the bathroom and said, "I'll go take a shower first and wait for Wen Qing to come back before going out to eat."
Song Qiang waved to him, sat down on the chair and started playing games on his mobile phone.
Yio lowered his eyes and was about to contact Wen Qing when an incoming call popped up on his phone screen.
The note is Taotie.
Yiou glanced at Song Qiang and walked to the balcony to answer the phone.
The rustling sound of pouring melon seeds came from the other end of the phone, followed by a female voice: "Sir, that gentleman just came to buy milk tea and added your WeChat."
"Have I finished my work in this world?"
"No," Io said slowly with his eyes half closed, "He deleted me again."
Taotie: “???”
After a long silence, she asked cautiously, "What did you do?"
"That gentleman would be very happy if he knew it was you."
Yio pursed his lips and did not tell the other party that he was blocked before he could reveal his true identity.
Since he didn't say anything, Taotie didn't dare to ask any more questions and asked instead: "What should I do next?"
Yiou leaned against the wall, looking at the thin figure downstairs of the dormitory.
His original plan was to temporarily distinguish between the two accounts, the dormitory head and 001, and to use the 001 account to find out some of Wen Qing's inner thoughts.
Now it’s out of play…
"Just keep running the store and don't worry about anything else."
…
When Wen Qing returned to the dormitory, he saw Song Qiang playing games, and Yiou was sitting at his desk typing on the keyboard, apparently busy with game planning.
He sat down in his chair, leaned back, and looked at WeChat again.
There is an extra red dot.
Friend request from the milk tea shop owner.
Just a friend request, no notes.
Wen Qing hesitated for a moment and rejected this strange boss.
Just as I was about to close WeChat, I suddenly saw the class group talking about the milk tea shop.
His fingertips paused, and then opened the class group.
Monitor: [Has anyone tried the new milk tea shop? It’s called a milk tea shop.]
League Secretary: [I wanted to drink it today, but the service attitude of their store clerk was not very good. ]
Monitor: [Is this true?]
League Secretary: [Really? Wanwan and I wanted to try it, but she asked us to buy a little bit. Is this something a store owner can say?]
Wanwan: [That’s right, I was shocked at the time.]
Monitor: […I thought their boss was handsome and his milk tea might taste good.]
After seeing the message from the monitor, Wen Qing paused typing and stopped interrupting.
He wanted to get some information about his boss.
League Secretary: [??? Is the boss handsome?]
Squad leader: [A handsome guy with my favorite yellow hair.]
Wanwan: [Why did I see a pink-haired girl last time? ]
Xu Qiangqiang: [Are you talking about the owner of a milk tea shop? When I saw him two days ago, he still had red hair. I want to dye it that color too. If he looks handsome, that’s fine.]
…………
After that, several students came out to describe the boss's appearance. Each person described it differently. The boss had hair of all colors: red, orange, yellow, green, indigo, blue, and purple.
Wen Qing looked at their chat history and fell into deep thought.
A milk tea shop only has one clerk, and it is impossible to hire so many people to dye their hair.
If a person dyes his hair all the time, it doesn't seem like 001's style.
After all, the butler that 001 pretended to be had black hair and black eyes.
Wen Qing pursed her lips, maybe the milk tea shop was just a coincidence.
Apart from the milk tea shop owner, now only Io's plan has a strange connection with the infinite world.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she raised her eyelids to meet Yio's eyes.
Yio's eyes were long and narrow, and his pupils were so dark that you couldn't see the bottom of them. There seemed to be complicated emotions in his eyes, but the moment he met Wen Qing's gaze, those complicated emotions suddenly disappeared.
Io raised the corner of his lips slightly and stared at him.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled and her heart skipped a beat.
I had the illusion that Io had been waiting for me to look at him.
He didn't dare look Io in the eye, so he quickly looked away and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Do you have any other questions for me?"
Io hummed and asked, "Do you know the goddess Aphrodite in ancient Greek mythology?"
Wen Qing shook his head blankly.
Io looked at him and continued, "She is the goddess of love and beauty. Her charm comes largely from a magic belt, a "colorful and beautiful flower belt that contains all her magic."
"There is love, pleasure, and sweet talk. Every spring, Greek city-states celebrate her festival, people indulge in carnivals, and all participants can enjoy sexual freedom."
"Her ability setting is similar to what I imagined the God of Desire to be."
Wen Qing was distracted for a moment and thought of Yu Xing.
"But," Io said calmly, changing the subject, "she has a wild personality. After giving birth to a child with Ares, the god of war, she had an affair with other gods."
"Her divine power is not only able to manipulate other gods and humans, but is also related to her nature, or because of her nature, which gives her this godhood."
Wen Qing looked at Yiou with a confused look: "So?"
Io smiled and said, "How do you think desires should be set?"
"Simple desire doesn't seem to work."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, remembering Yu Xing's pornographic book in the seminary.
Although it has been a long time, those words of daily prayer are still firmly imprinted in his mind.
Wen Qing murmured, "He is the embodiment of love and desire."
Io lowered his eyes to hide the emotions in his eyes, continued typing on the keyboard, and responded: "Yes, the embodiment of love and desire."
"He represents desire, controls desire, but does not indulge in desire."
Wen Qing was a little confused: "What do you mean?"
Io slowly explained: "He represents not only desire, but also love."
"He has love in his heart. Desire can be a gift or a punishment to human players."
"Because he is the embodiment of love, he himself will not indulge in desire, unless..."
Wen Qing was puzzled: "Unless what?"
Io chuckled, "Nothing."
Wen Qing looked at him straight and pursed her lips.
The desires set by Io are almost exactly the same as those set by Yu Xing.
He asked, "Now that you have thought of the setting, have you thought of his name?"
Yiou nodded, slowly opened his lips, and uttered a few syllables that Wen Qing could not understand.
It was a little weird, with a strange rhythm, and a little familiar.
Wen Qing looked confused: "What are you talking about?"
Io casually said, "This is the language of the gods that I made up myself."
Wen Qing: “???”
So childish?
Io tapped on the keyboard and explained casually: "A reasonable world should have its own language, just like the wizard spells in Harry Potter, the Klingon language in Star Wars, and so on."
Wen Qing looked at him and said, "Say what you just said again."
Io repeated obediently.
Wen Qing still didn't understand, even though he had heard Sikong and the others calling each other's names several times.
But he couldn't tell whether those names were the same as what Io was saying now.
Wen Qing tilted his head, looked at Yiou's computer screen, and asked again: "Can you type this language?"
Io tapped the keyboard and said to him, "Computer language is made up of 0s and 1s. I just wrote a series of instruction sequences made up of 0s and 1s. Language is just a string of symbols. When it encounters a player, it will automatically translate into the player's language."
After saying that, he opened a software on the desktop and typed quickly on the keyboard with both hands.
Soon, the software flashed and a line of words popped up.
[The game is loading...]
Wen Qing was puzzled: "What is this?"
Yiou looked at the computer screen and said slowly: "This is based on the character's personality, abilities, etc., to speculate on what he will do next."
"The world will form itself, and programmers can also intervene in some things artificially."
“You can think of it as a simple little game.”
Wen Qing pursed her lips and stared at his computer desktop, always feeling that there was something else behind Yiou's words.
Soon, two lines of words popped up on the screen.
He was bored.
【Do you want to enter keywords? 】
Io stared at the line of words, paused, and moved his fingertips away from the keyboard.
Suddenly, Xu Fengfeng's wailing came from the bathroom: "Brother, come and get me a towel."
"Shit, I forgot to take it."
Song Qiang shouted without even looking up: "Wait a minute, I'm still in a fierce team battle."
"Let me take it." Wen Qing responded.
He stood up and pulled out the chair, and his arm accidentally hit the empty milk tea cup on the table.
The cup of milk tea fell straight onto the keyboard, and he accidentally typed two words.
vine.
These two words were quickly covered by a line of code.
When Wen Qing looked at the screen, he only saw four large characters: [Instructions received.]
He quickly asked: "What instructions?"
Io shook his head: "Nothing."
He picked up the milk tea cup and threw it into the trash can.
Wen Qing glanced at the screen twice, and saw a screen full of incomprehensible codes.
Xu Fengfeng in the bathroom shouted again and again: "Wen Qing, have you found it?"
"It's in the closet. I hung it there."
"Okay, let me take a look." Wen Qing strode towards Xu Fengfeng's closet, found a bath towel, and then walked towards the bathroom.
Io half-closed his eyes, leaned back lazily, and stared at the program running.
【He found an interesting vine in a desolate place.】
The moment Wen Qing approached, the line of words was covered by the code again.
…………
The dormitory gathering still ordered Haidilao.
Xu Fengfeng and Song Qiang felt it necessary to celebrate Wen Qing's house purchase, so they ordered a few bottles of wine.
Wen Qing had no interest in alcohol, and since he couldn't drink much, he didn't drink a single sip.
Xu Fengfeng and Song Qiang were both drunk, and their original plans to go singing and dancing after dinner were forced to cancel. They went straight back to the dormitory after dinner.
Wen Qing glanced at the time. It was nine o'clock in the evening and the dormitory was closed at eleven o'clock, so it was not too late.
He clutched his phone and looked at Io.
Io also drank a few glasses of wine in the evening. He was now sitting lazily in a chair, his chin supported by one hand, staring at the program running on the computer.
Wen Qing pursed her lips and said to him, "I'm going to the South City Community and will be back soon."
"Okay," Yiou tilted his head to look at him and said with a trailing tone, "I'll wait for you in the dormitory."
"Come back soon."
Wen Qing: "I should be back before the curfew."
After saying that, he turned and walked out.
Io stared at his back until he was out of sight, then he looked away and glanced at the computer desktop.
[He founded a seminary and installed the interesting vine as high priest.]
Io bent his fingers and tapped the table top occasionally.
"It looks like I won't be back until tomorrow..."
Nancheng Community is located in a bustling area in the city center, not far from Nancheng University.
Wen Qing took a taxi and arrived quickly.
Young men and women dressed in bright and beautiful clothes can be seen everywhere in the community. They are walking out one after another, looking like they are going to start their nightlife.
"Wow, shooting stars!"
"Where?"
"No, you're too slow."
"Are you dazzled?"
…………
Wen Qing looked up at the sky and walked quickly towards the building in front.
The house is on the tenth floor.
As the elevator number gradually jumped up, Wen Qing's heartbeat began to speed up.
If this was arranged by 001 for him, would 001 have left him any clues?
“Ding Dong——”
The elevator door slowly opened.
Wen Qing walked out of the elevator and looked at the only door in front of him.
He walked quickly to the door, and the moment he opened it, he heard a slight noise from inside.
Wen Qing's heart trembled and he looked over there.
Oz, Bai Tong and Ji Junfeng were seen standing in the triangle of the living room, looking at him at the same time.
Wen Qing: “???”
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