After writing the last note, Chen Ci put down his pen, turned around and said to Gui Zhiqi, "Good morning."

"Good morning." Gui Zhiqi looked at the draft on the musical notation and exclaimed, "It turns out that you play the piano so well!"

Although the teacher often praised him in class, Chen Ci still felt at a loss when faced with Gui Zhiqi's praise.

He placed his hands on the piano and rubbed the keys unconsciously: "Not bad."

Gui Zhiqi: "I think you play much better than Lu Heng! At the banquet, he even wanted to compete with you, you should have agreed directly and let everyone see it."

"There's no need for that." Chen Ci also knew that Lu Heng wanted to compete with Chen Nian in piano skills at the dinner. Chen Nian couldn't play the piano, but fortunately he resolved the problem very cleverly.

Gui Zhiqi blinked and said, "That's right. After all, you are only going to play the piano for His Majesty Shafulai alone."

"Sit down and rest for a while. I want to finish writing this paragraph."

"Okay." Gui Zhiqi sat down on the sofa beside her. "I am so honored to be a witness to the birth of this song."

Chen Ci sat up straight again and placed his hands lightly on the piano keys.

Although his time in the dungeon was short, he managed to accomplish a lot.

We drove all the way to the edge of Information Processing Area No. 12, and looked out through the thick glass curtain wall at the dark sea in the distance. The waves were rolling 800 meters below our feet, hitting the cinnabar outer wall.

It is a shelter, but also a prison.

He looked as far as he could, hoping to see a different view, but the end was always just a line formed by the confluence of two different shades of blue.

And beneath the deep blue sea are countless primitive creatures. They live in cities that once existed among humans and have become the true overlords of this water-covered planet.

He could see no other beacons, and could see no land.

The tram tracks and energy pipelines become Cinnabar's nerves and blood vessels. The condensation layer under its feet wraps around the high-speed running CPU. Cinnabar calculates non-stop. As a top-level supercomputer, what is it thinking?

The black market in the mezzanine, the garbage dump at the end of the commercial street, the shacks in the deep ground, and the people who live on the body of the beacon without seeing the sun or rain.

There are still many places he has not been to.

Gui Zhiqi listened to the melody flowing from Chen Ci's fingertips, as if a living creature was walking alone in the cold mechanical world. It passed by many of its kind, but it vaguely revealed a slight loneliness.

She didn't understand much, but that didn't stop her from appreciating it wholeheartedly and immersing herself in it.

Chen Ci pressed the last chord, and the music gradually fell into silence.

He sat quietly for a few seconds, silently savoring his feelings, before picking up the pen and writing the rest.

Gui Zhiqi waited until Chen Ci finished his work.

The boy's features were still the same as she was familiar with, but his temperament was completely different from a few days ago, and he was more like the legendary Takayama Flower.

This made her a little confused.

After checking the music score, Chen Ci put the paper away, stood up and walked to Gui Zhiqi's side.

But I don’t know what to do.

Chen Nian and Gui Zhiqi would play a lot, but Chen Ci's mind was empty and he couldn't find any topics to talk about, so he gradually felt uncomfortable.

Years of life in the White Tower eventually eroded his social skills.

Gui Zhiqi noticed something was wrong.

She tilted her head to look at Chen Ci and asked softly, "Have you encountered any troubles recently? I feel that you don't seem to be in a good mood."

"No." Chen Ci was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm just like this all the time. Sometimes I'm in a very cheerful mood, and sometimes I suddenly don't want to talk and become very depressed."

"Ah?" Gui Zhiqi found it difficult to understand what he meant. After a long while, she suddenly widened her eyes.

Chen Ci saw her eyes change.

Gui Zhiqi bit her lip for a moment and asked him in a low voice, "Are you bisexual?"

Chen Ci: “What?”

“Bipolar disorder.”

Chen Ci didn't expect her to think in this direction, and quickly denied it: "No, it's not that serious."

Gui Zhiqi breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, as long as you're not sick."

Chen Ci thought for a moment and said, "You can think of it as having a dual personality. It's like knowing me is like having two friends with different personalities."

"Double personality, that sounds so cool!" Gui Zhiqi exclaimed, and asked, "Is it like in TV dramas? What is the relationship between the personalities?"

"We are more like brothers. We know what happened to each other, but we will miss some details." Chen Ci said slowly, "He was the one who came out a few days ago. Now he is tired, so I took over."

"Is that so?" Gui Zhiqi understood.

She cleared her throat and said seriously, "I am Gui Zhiqi, a friend of your other personality."

"I know you. He told me."

Chen Ci gradually relaxed. Communicating with strangers was not as difficult as he had imagined: "Almost no one knows that I am in this situation. Can you help me keep it a secret?"

"Don't worry!" Gui Zhiqi patted her chest and made a zipper motion with her mouth, "No third person will know!"

Chen Ci and Gui Zhiqi just sat there chatting.

Most of the time, it was Gui Zhiqi who talked while Chen Ci listened quietly. She also helped investigate Shafley, but was frustrated by the same result.

"No need to check further." Chen Ci hurriedly stopped this action which was doomed to be futile. He had known Shaflay when he was six or seven years old, and of course he knew that there was no such thing as a goblin.

Chen Nian and Gui Zhiqi both misunderstood.

"Eh? Don't you need to check it?"

"Well, thank you for your hard work these past few days. You have done so much for me."

Gui Zhiqi waved her hands: "It's only natural for friends to help each other. You're too polite."

She paused, but couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked in a low voice, "Do you already know the identity of that person? Can you tell me a little bit? I won't say anything nonsense."

This really stumped Chen Ci.

He felt that it was inappropriate to tell Gui Zhiqi directly that there was no such person. After all, the other party sincerely believed Chen Nian's guess and had been making inquiries seriously for several days.

If I tell them directly, will they be disappointed? Will they complain?

Chen Ci hesitated for a moment and said, "It has known Shafla for a long time."

Shafley has been playing games since he was a teenager. Now he is 24, which is a long time.

"Shapley spends every night with it."

Shafley attends classes or handles business during the day, and at night he puts on a neural adapter and enters the virtual world.

"Schaffle also offered it to me, but I refused."

Shafley once gave Chen Ci a neural adapter, thinking that Chen Ci was so bored staying in the White Tower all day, and it would be better for him to play games to relax, and he could also guide Chen Ci.

But when Chen Ci put on the adapter, he immediately felt a strong discomfort, as if disgust had been implanted in his blood and bones since birth.

After Chen Ci finished speaking, he found that Gui Zhiqi's eyes were even more strange, and her eyes were even red.

After a few seconds, Gui Zhiqi raised her hand tremblingly, covered her mouth, and choked with sobs: "Your Highness, he, he actually..."

Chen Ci:?

What happened?

Gui Zhiqi and Chen Ci had lunch together.

After she left the White Tower, Chen Ci returned to his bedroom. His daily routine had not changed in more than ten years. He had to rest for a while after lunch, otherwise he would have a headache in the afternoon.

Gui Zhiqi's reaction was beyond his expectations.

Chen Ci had no idea why she was so emotional all of a sudden and was even about to shed tears.

——It’s just a game, what’s the big deal?

Do you need to comfort her? How can you do it?

Chen Ci racked his brains and thought, but before he could speak, Gui Zhiqi took a deep breath and said firmly:

"Don't be sad, in that case, I will definitely stand by your side!"

I don't understand Chen Ci.

All in all, apart from Gui Zhiqi's sudden loss of control of her emotions, this morning was still quite novel for Chen Ci.

The friends Chen Nian chose for him were pretty good.

He changed into pajamas and rested for a while. When he woke up naturally, it was already half past two.

Chen Ci didn't rush to get up. He opened the terminal and found that the application he submitted an hour and a half ago had been approved.

Chen Ci opened the Cinnabar intranet, which contained only an extremely simple input box.

Copy the dynamic key in the notification into the input box, click Jump, and Chen Ci successfully enters Cinnabar's database.

Chen Ci searched very skillfully and found files related to the Chen family.

The authority was passed, and files appeared before him. Chen Ci clicked on one of them and came to the world nineteen years ago.

Nineteen years ago, Marshal Chen Weiyuan led the naval corps to support the Greenland Ice and Snow Plateau, repelled the sea emperor Canglong, and successfully rescued tens of thousands of people trapped in the ring base.

Chen Wei returned triumphantly and was named Elector of Cinnabar. In September of the same year, his sons Chen Ci and Chen Nian were born, and the Marshal's wife died in childbirth.

In November, the Poseidon Canglong brought millions of primitive creatures across the ocean to the Qilian Mountains and launched a surprise attack on Cinnabar.

Chen Wei bravely accepted the challenge.

The war lasted for several months.

Eventually, the Sea Emperor Canglong was severely damaged and separated from the mechanical hub, and its remains were completely eaten by the remaining primitive creatures.

Marshal Chen Weiyuan was poisoned by the Canglong poison and died gloriously. Cinnabar was saved at the cost of 476 detection stations in the surrounding area.

However, on that day, a raging fire broke out in the Chen family mansion.

The subordinates tried their best, but they only rescued the older twin brother, Chen Ci.

If Chen Nian had not been found, Chen Ci would have continued to believe what was said in the files, that it was just that the baby brother and the housekeeper who desperately rushed into the sea of ​​fire died together.

The timing and cause of the fire were very strange. After the incident, the emperor was furious and ordered a full investigation.

However, after the investigation, all data and results were blocked.

Chen Ci is the Elector of Cinnabar, with authority second only to that of the royal family, and is able to unlock almost all the information in the vault.

However, there is no information available about the survey results.

Perhaps only the emperor himself can open it.

Chen Ci read through all the files and already knew all their contents.

I just want to find some clues that I haven't noticed before.

There was not much to gain, and Chen Ci was about to close the file when he accidentally glanced at the interview record and found something wrong.

——Just a few hours ago in the morning, another person looked through the Chen family files.

The Chen family fire happened eighteen years ago. Apart from Chen Ci, the person involved, who else would pay attention to this incident?

Chen Ci looked at the access record intently for a few seconds. The person must have been reviewing it in a hurry and forgot to delete the record.

Who could it be?

"Can it be tracked?" Chen Ci asked.

Smart Butler: "Sorry, all access paths are strictly encrypted and difficult to track."

Chen Ci nodded, deleted both access records, and exited the Cinnabar database.