Yi Heye: "So you've been staying here all this time...?"
"I've been staying here for almost a year now," Chen Sang laughed, proudly saying, "I chose this place, and there's not even a protection racket here."
Yi Heye found it strange: "Didn't your sister earn quite a lot? Why doesn't she go out and rent it out?"
"Those are my dream fund, I used them to pursue my dreams," Chen Sang said with a grin, trying to cover it up. "My sister dotes on me."
Seeing that the man was unwilling to talk about it, Yi Heye stopped asking.
When things quieted down, Chen Sang's band members, stripped of their musical embellishment, seemed no different from the guys in the hallway—
Exhausted,颓废, poor, and slovenly, they seemed no different from garbage.
Yi Heye looked around and asked, "Can I stay here for a few days? I don't know anything about music, but I can help carry some things..."
Seeing Chen Sang's incomprehension, Yi Heye could only bite the bullet and say the words he had already prepared: "My boyfriend is staying at my house and won't leave. I don't want to see him..."
"Oh dear! How old are you, still playing the disappearing act!" Chen Sang immediately understood. "Hurry home, have some 'comfort' with your boyfriend, and you'll stop being angry right away!"
Having listened to the unspoken meanings of adult-only messages for so many days, Yi Heye immediately thought of Jian Yunxian saying, "Our XPs get along very well," and felt a surge of excitement.
"Just a few days will do." Yi Heye could only ignore her words and plead, "I'll leave once he moves out, or once I've calmed down. I won't linger for even a second longer."
After much pleading and cajoling, Chen Sang finally agreed, and Yi Heye breathed a sigh of relief—he didn't know when he could lie so naturally, so naturally that it didn't seem like he was telling the truth.
Finally, he glanced at Liu Zhi again and said to Chen Sang, "I'll lend Brother Liu a hand these next few days! I'll help him move things and do some physical labor. If he has any health problems, I can also help him out."
Monitor his every move and see if he has any weaknesses.
Chen Sang readily agreed: "That's great!"
Yi Heye nodded, then sat down next to Liu Zhi, knees drawn up to his chest, listening intently.
At this moment, the creature's simulated breathing and heartbeat stopped, leaving it like a dead, empty shell. This is a rather dangerous state for a humanoid AI.
As the music started, while everyone was focused on their tasks, Yi Heye began to examine the guy's body—an AI in a state of suspended animation would not react to external stimuli, and even if he disassembled it into parts on the spot, it would not react at all.
Poor skin condition, slight muscle dissolution, brain-computer interface...
Yi Heye glanced at the data interface behind his neck and found that the dust plug was missing and the surrounding bionic skin was severely worn, obviously indicating that it had been used frequently.
The robot's data interface and charging interface are not connected. Apart from the fact that a lot of information needs to be entered when it is first manufactured, the data port is used very rarely, and sometimes it will not be used more than a few times until it is destroyed.
Judging from the current level of wear and tear, and considering the time since this body was manufactured, Yi Heye calculated that it must have been used several times a day to cause this result.
Yi Heye vaguely sensed something was amiss and was about to take a closer look when Chen Sang suddenly clapped his hands: "Everyone! Let's get ready to go!"
It's time for them to parade through the streets.
On one side, Liu Zhi, who had just been in a state of apparent death, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up blankly.
Yi Heye stopped what he was doing, lowered his head, and prepared to set off with the group.
Just before leaving, Yi Heye's message notification suddenly rang. Looking down, he saw it was a message from Jian Yunxian.
"Ono, where are you? Do you need me to come pick you up?"
Judging from their address, tone, and content, Yi Heye momentarily thought they were still pretending to be a couple.
He even typed out the message, ready to send it: "Don't bother me, you jerk!"
But then it suddenly dawned on him—who the hell is this message for?!
So he withdrew his hand from the "send" button and prepared to change the wording to one more suitable for their relationship.
After deleting and re-deleting, remembering his "malicious blackout" this morning, I still sent out:
"Leave me alone, you jerk!"
On the other side, Jian Yunxian was so startled by the message this guy sent that he almost dropped his phone.
—A scumbag? ??? I only slept with him back to back and didn't admit it, how did that make me a scumbag?!
He thought about it carefully for a long time before finally mustering the courage to ask Little Cloud, "Did you hear anything last night...?"
Little Cloud nodded, its face flushed, indicating that it had heard everything you were saying last night.
"Uh... I mean..." Jian Yunxian looked at her phone, her voice filled with fear, "I didn't actually black out and then sleep with him, did I...?"
Author's Note:
No, he just imagined a melodramatic scenario where you forced him to run away with the baby (shrug).
Chapter 61, number 061
Just as Jian Yunxian was falling into self-doubt, Yi Heye, who was completely unaware of the situation, angrily blocked Jian Yunxian, then quickly adjusted his mindset and went to parade through the streets with that group of guys.
Although Liu Zhi had woken up, he was still in a zombie-like state, and could only stagger along the back of the line.
Yi Heye's judgment was correct; his muscles had already shown signs of dissolution, which caused him to walk like a boneless octopus, his limbs swinging wildly and completely out of control.
This shape was obviously not heavy enough to bear any weight, so Liu Zhi's "little follower" Yi Heye naturally took over the task of carrying the speaker.
The speaker was incredibly heavy. Yi Heye only realized why it was an AI that was carrying it when he finally lifted it onto his body—if he weren't used to carrying guns and cannons, he probably wouldn't have been able to move this behemoth.
At this moment, Yi Heye couldn't help but think that Jian Yunxian should carry this thing, since the guy wouldn't feel tired anyway.
As soon as he emerged from the ground above the horizon, the city lights made Yi Heye's eyes sting – he had only spent a few hours in the darkness, and his eyes seemed unable to adapt to the light. It was hard to imagine whether those who lived underground for a long time could walk normally during the day.
The moment the group peeked out, they started to get into action. The drumbeats exploded from the speakers in Yi Heye's arms, the enormous decibels hitting his mortal body, making Yi Heye feel as if he were about to be shattered into dust.
This is truly a job only AI can handle. At this moment, Yi Heye, who has been accustomed to being a lone wolf since birth, begins to miss his partner terribly.
I miss Jian Yunxian so much; I wish he could take my place and be shattered by the sound waves.
Having finally recovered from the excruciating pain of his ruptured eardrum, Yi Heye was able to slowly adapt to his current situation.
This was the first time he had experienced the team not from the perspective of an observer, but from the perspective of a participant.
What he saw were bodies and heads swaying to the music, along with monkey-like cries and cheers. It must be said that in such a heart-pounding atmosphere, the collective revelry was indeed very infectious.
Yi Heye thought to himself, "A bunch of very energetic trash." But he felt that apart from not being energetic enough, he wasn't much different from this bunch of trash.
They all grew up in the gutter, but they managed to climb out and bask in a little sunlight on the damp bank. They stood up and slipped, so they simply lay flat at the bottom of the ditch, hiding in the mud and algae, singing songs that no one listened to.
He followed the group forward, and could vaguely sense the unusual excitement of this group of people.
It cannot be ruled out that some people were infected by this atmosphere, but there must be at least one or two people in this group who were on drugs. Otherwise, it would be difficult to guarantee the excitement that never diminishes day after day with the willpower of normal people.
Yi Heye knew that the number of people in District D who were addicted to illegal drugs was far higher than the official statistics published each year.
In unseen corners, perhaps on the streets or in alleys, in high-rise buildings or underground, or even in this very queue, someone may be under the influence of drugs, losing consciousness and becoming delirious.
Although Yi Heye has a fiery temper, he is clearly very patient when it comes to his work.
He followed the group through street after street, listening to song after song. His shoulders went numb, his ears went numb, and he became almost like an emotionless transport machine.
On the way back, the AI Administration's Information Analysis Center sent Tony the chip analysis results.
"The data has been extensively damaged, and no valuable records can be extracted. It can be determined that the information processing center has been operating under overload for a long time, and a large amount of meaningless junk information has been extracted. At present, the direct link with the loss of control cannot be determined. In addition, the body has suffered some damage, but the specific cause is unknown."
Yi Heye looked at the message and it seemed like he was just spouting nonsense—no connection could be found, the reason was unknown, and nothing was clear.
He frowned and put the phone back.
At this moment, in Yi Heye's room, Jian Yunxian and his sheep were still agonizing over whether or not they had slept with Yi Heye.
Little Cloud couldn't witness the whole thing, so she couldn't tell the difference between the two people's quiet moans and groans and the sexual activity that went beyond the bounds of morality. Whether anything actually happened between them remained a mystery.
This left Jian Yunxian in a state of unknown confusion.
It's not that he has much of a moral compass or thinks that sleeping with someone is such a serious problem, but rather that he can't understand or accept doing things that are beyond his control.
For example, an electrical leak, an impulse, or having sex with someone without their knowledge.
This contradicts his own expectations—that he should be more free, independent, and capable of thinking and feeling than ordinary AI, more precise and self-controlled than humans, and possess computing and processing speeds exceeding those of the human brain.
All the feedback he'd received so far had told him he was successful, but ever since this guy named Yi Heye appeared, unexpected things had started happening one after another—
The first step is to identify oneself as quickly as possible.
This was the most incomprehensible thing to Jian Yunxian so far. He had tested various professional appraisal institutions with this body, and none of them could recognize that he was an AI. But this guy could not only recognize him with the naked eye, but also do so at a speed that was like a cheetah accurately smelling the scent of its prey under layers of clothing.
What's even more troublesome is that this guy himself doesn't seem to understand his own judgment criteria, which, to put it bluntly, is the intuition he keeps talking about.
Such arrogance and unreasonableness left Jian Yunxian with no way to retaliate.
Then came the leakage and the impulse.
He has always believed that the inability to resist desires is the greatest human flaw, and in his view, the vast majority of desires originate from "liking".
Just like Yi Heye enjoys pain. He can't control his craving for this kind of sensory stimulation, and because of this, he repeatedly uses it against himself.
Jian Yunxian has always been highly self-disciplined and absolutely rational—just as he doesn't feel "pleasure" from the dopamine released by sweets and therefore isn't addicted to desserts, he also doesn't develop feelings for individuals and therefore shouldn't feel any impulse towards anyone.
But Yi Heye was not only impulsive and prone to illicit sexual activity, he might even have unconsciously taken advantage of someone.
This broke through the safety barrier that Jian Yunxian had set for himself and rushed directly into the extremely dangerous threshold.
You're really something, Yi Heye.
Jian Yunxian thought about the guy who had exposed her and made her lose points, and cautiously narrowed her eyes—it seemed she really needed to find an opportunity to kidnap him and study him properly.
He wanted to have words engraved on his collarbone to carefully observe and record how he would react emotionally to extreme pain and pleasure.
He wanted to learn from this gentleman the details of so-called "human" expressions and figure out their subconscious choices when humans are under their limits.
He wanted to push him to the brink of collapse, making him uncontrollably shed physical tears while sobbing and begging himself not to stop...
This person is really too special, Jian Yunxian couldn't help but think—I must figure him out thoroughly, inside and out.
Author's Note:
This is the second time. I'm telling you again, you have to keep your word.
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Due to health and work reasons, this chapter is a bit short and I'm half an hour late. Tomorrow is my day off, and I should update more if nothing unexpected happens. Please don't let me accumulate too much content! qwq
Chapter 62, number 062