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Heita recalled Aha, who was carrying his messenger and running wildly in the darkness to avoid the blessings of other gods and picking up garbage to feed them, and he fell silent for a moment.
Okay, I feel carsick.
Oh no, I feel dizzy.
Under the puzzled gazes of Xing and Heita, Cheng Che, who had just escaped from the crazy Aha, finally came to his senses. He sat on the carpet beside the bed, too lazy to move, and fiddled with his mobile phone and computer to open the downloaded game.
But alas, there was nothing.
The white light reflected on the screen is like the bug that occurred in the simulated universe some time ago.
Pure, holy, dazzling, but nothing else.
"Really not..." Cheng Che sighed, but he wasn't too disappointed.
He walked around the room, opened drawers and looked inside wardrobes, and finally confirmed that this was indeed a simulation.
It's not really breaking through the dimensional wall, but using data to simulate the things in one's memory.
Cheng Che thought about it and pushed the door open again.
This time, he did not choose to go upstairs, but instead walked slowly down the stairs.
The marble is clean and bright, and the solid wood handrails are polished to the point where they are almost reflective.
Cheng Che went to the kitchen and got a bottle of water. He muttered as he walked, "So what's next? Should I go back to look for those gods?"
"Not really, I've seen it before." Black Tower pondered for a long time, and finally said, "You can walk around and see if you can encounter other creatures. They may be enemies, or they may be old friends in your memory. By fighting or getting along with them, see if you can attract the attention of other star gods."
"Yes, that's what I did." Xing nodded, recalling his experiences in the simulated universe, and trying his best to pass on his experience to the empty-headed little crow, "But are you capable of fighting now? Anyway, I haven't encountered such a scene in the simulated universe..."
Every time she met, she encountered enemies she had faced before, but there were also some things arranged by the Black Tower.
But for Cheng Che, the Black Tower seemed to provide only the most basic platform for simulating the universe, and all developments within it were beyond the settings of the Black Tower.
"Fighting power..." Cheng Che inexplicably looked down at the slippers on his feet, and said with a hint of hesitation, "If this is something simulated from my memory, then it probably doesn't require fighting power."
Where is he going to fight?
The only time he fought was when his friend knocked out his teeth, and he had been beaten for more than a decade since then...
"Then let me show you my daily schedule in my hometown?" Cheng Che thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Can I?"
Hearing this, Xing was confused for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."
Although there are no Star Gods in Cheng Che's hometown, there are some in the simulated universe, so...
Xing turned his head and looked at the black tower. "Did you invite Cheng Che to participate in the simulation this time just to observe whether Cheng Che's characteristics that attracted the Star God were originally possessed by him, or did they only appear after he came here?"
Hearing this, Heita nodded.
She stared at the familiar figure on the screen and whispered, "He seems to be different from us. I can't figure out what the difference is between him and the rest of us."
Place Cheng Che in the simulated universe to confirm whether this characteristic that attracts the attention of the Star God exists.
If it exists, did it exist before or was it acquired later?
Cheng Che glanced at the sticky note on the refrigerator door, then looked at the time, "Oh, today should be a holiday."
Cheng Che walked to the study room clutching a sticky note. In the increasingly confused eyes of Heita and Xing, he played the piano for an hour, then switched to the cello and played it for another hour. Finally, he found a small cart, filled it with snacks and drinks, and returned to the bedroom.
He lay on his 1.80-meter-tall bed, hugged a pillow, turned on the projector, and forced Heita and Xing to watch movies and anime with him for a whole day. By the way, he also opened a game called Genshin Impact and played it for two hours.
Black Tower: ...
star:……
Heita couldn't believe it, "Is this how you spend your days off?"
"What else?" Cheng Che patted the messy mask that had appeared beside him at some point, biting his Coke straw and staring at the projection. "I am diligent that I can still remember to practice piano during the holidays. I am self-disciplined that I didn't sleep all day."
Who wants to study during holidays?
"Well... the students of Luofu Academy are also like this..." Xing muttered, and then propped up his chin and looked at the small mask next to Cheng Che, "Now it seems that you have asked Huanyu to come down to find you without going upstairs."
According to the logic of the simulated universe, upstairs is a void with star gods, representing Cheng Che's present.
Downstairs is the place Cheng Che was once familiar with, representing the past.
Thinking about it this way, it seems that Cheng Che could still attract the Star God even if he didn't smash the train, provided that his hometown had such a being as the Star God.
"It's normal, because it's my hometown..." Cheng Che glanced at the mask beside him, and after thinking for a long time, he spoke, "My fellow villagers... I don't know about other things, but they must have a little bit of happiness."
Oh, and destruction.
Everybody is a crazy fun person.
Cheng Che wiped his fingers clean with a wet tissue, then laid on the bed and spoke softly, "So, has Ms. Black Tower come to any conclusion? I want to go out."
Not interesting.
The familiar environment is only a reconstruction based on memory. Not only does it not make people relax, but it makes people always alert that there is something hidden in this environment that is beyond their cognition.
For example, the pile of masks next to it.
It is clearly my own bedroom and my familiar home, but these masks remind me all the time that this is all a simulation.
Thinking of this, Cheng Che sighed and slapped the mask with his backhand, "It's just a simulation, I'll knock your head off."
"嘤嘤嘤——"
The masks rolled all over the ground with a clanging sound, then gathered together and circled around Cheng Che.
"Ahaha is disliked. Ahaha is really embarrassed. Huh——"
Cheng Che sighed and patted his mask, "Face is not as important as fun, don't you think?"
Hearing this, Aha pondered for a moment and nodded, "That's true."
Ah Ha seemed to have thought of something. He shook his mask and lowered his voice. After blocking the outside world from prying eyes, he came close to Cheng Che and whispered.
Heita stared at the screen that suddenly turned white, then turned to look at Xing, "What do you think He will say to him?"
"Although Cheng Che is good at having fun, he doesn't seem to be obsessed with it. As for Him..." Xing thought about it and couldn't help but speak, "I think He is trying to trick Cheng Che into having fun with the Star God, but Cheng Che might turn around and trick Him. See how happy Aha is."
Black Tower: ...
Heita took a deep breath, turned to look at Xing, and his voice was full of confusion, "Are you a crow's mouth or a prophet?"
Chapter 310: What’s Wrong with Crow’s Mouth?
My consciousness was suddenly pulled out of the simulated universe, and my head felt a little dizzy, my temples were throbbing, and there seemed to be a dull pain.
"Hey, you're out?"
A pretty face came up to him, the girl's face was full of innocence and expectation, with a hint of forgotten bitterness, "Cheng Che, did you finally remember to come to the space station to pick up the takeaway?"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che was silent for a long time, and finally turned around to look around, "If I remember correctly, I haven't been away from the space station for long..."
Even if he left, wouldn't Xing still be delivering food everywhere to earn some money?
So what's the matter with Esther's eager look now?
"But do you understand what takeaway is?" Estelle tilted her head and said seriously, "Takeaway is something that I want to receive quickly even though it's not late."
Just like express delivery.
It’s obviously not timed out, but I can’t help but want to receive it as soon as possible.
Cheng Che nodded, then turned his head to look at the dull-looking Black Tower puppet, "What's wrong? Did you discover anything from the simulated universe just now?"
Hearing this, Heita nodded and shook his head, "Let me sort it out..."
She now wants to find some friends to discuss and summarize her findings.
Hearing this, Cheng Che nodded and stood up from the ground, "Then I'll go back first--"
Before he could finish his words, a shiny object appeared in front of Cheng Che, so close that it almost damaged his damaged nose again.
Cheng Che stepped back and tilted his head slightly to look at Ester behind the shiny object. "What is this?"
"How about living in the space station for a while? I heard that you don't plan to start the jump for the time being." Ester's eyes sparkled as she handed the small and exquisite trash can to Cheng Che. "This is my gift to you. It's a customized trash can from the Interstellar Peace Company, inlaid with gems from 1,873 planets."
Cheng Che: ...
I thought I had a little money before I traveled through time, but now I see...
Not rich enough indeed.
"Ah..." Cheng Che's eyes flashed with confusion, and he hesitated: "Isn't this gift a bit expensive..."
"Is it expensive?" Estelle tilted her head in confusion, then waved her hand nonchalantly, "It's okay, I just used a small portion of the small portion of one of my card's balance to buy it, but it's worth it if you like it."
At this point, Esta tilted her head and looked at Xing again, "The pioneers will help Ms. Black Tower collect data on the simulated universe during this period, so can you live in the space station? I have already arranged your rooms, and as for the delivery of food..."
"I... have time, but not much." Xing raised her hand and stole a glance at Cheng Che, who was holding the gem trash can with an expressionless face but a blank look in his eyes. "But I'm also curious whether the trash picked up from such an expensive trash can will be any different..."
Estelle is indeed a rich woman!
"Would you mind picking up more trash?" Estelle looked at Cheng Che, her light blue eyes full of expectation. "Don't worry, I'll pay for it."
Cheng Che recalled the chat history between him and Ester, and finally nodded.
It's not that he's not firm enough, it's really this gigolo...
Pretty delicious?
"Great!" Estelle smiled brightly and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you pick up the food from the entire space station."
Otherwise, what if Cheng Che is exhausted to death?
Esta rubbed Pepe's head randomly, turned her head to look at the Black Tower, and then looked at Cheng Che, "Let's go, I'll take you to the Nameless Room. The lady in the Black Tower said you can choose a rare item."
"Okay." Cheng Che nodded and followed behind Ester.
"and many more."
Black Tower's calm voice came from behind. Several people turned around and looked at the Black Tower puppet with its head tilted in confusion.
The black tower puppet pointed a finger at his own leg, and said in a tired voice, "Please help destroy this puppet of mine."
As soon as he finished speaking, the puppet, which had been moving smoothly and naturally, made a cracking sound and shattered into pieces in front of everyone's astonished gaze.
Esta blinked and turned her head silently, "Cheng Che, your curse hasn't expired yet?"