2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Halfway through the movie, there was another knock on the door.

Yan Muyun went to open the door, only to find squad leader Wu Bai standing outside. He was pleasantly surprised and quickly called him in to eat fried chicken together. He wanted to eat all kinds of food, so he accidentally ordered too much and was a little tired of it.

"You didn't go to class yesterday and this morning. What happened?" Wu Bai looked at the beer cans and fried chicken on the coffee table, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked with a frown.

"It's nothing, maybe I was too tired that night." Yan Muyun smiled and said casually, looking for an excuse. Except for Wei Min, none of the other students knew where he and Ye Buyu had left in the middle of the night before yesterday.

But he was quite moved.

How about someone else being able to be the squad leader? If something is wrong with a classmate, he immediately comes to the door and becomes concerned. Look at the other people, who has come to express condolences to me?

"That's true, I was really tired that night." Wu Bai smiled and answered a little perfunctorily.

However, Yan Muyun remembered something at this moment, and there was a hint of narrowness in his eyes: "Oh, yes, I heard that you got into a fight with someone? What exactly happened?"

Wu Bai's face suddenly became a little strange. He muttered for a long time and his eyes drifted away: "It's nothing. I just drank too much and had some conflicts with others. It was all misunderstandings."

"Oh..." Yan Muyun nodded ambiguously, but seeing that the other party obviously didn't want to elaborate on this topic, he didn't continue to ask.

Seeing Wu Bai standing there, seemingly a little reserved, he couldn't help but laugh and moved to the side: "Sit down, why are you so polite? You can eat the fried chicken on the coffee table, I accidentally ordered it There’s more. Do you want beer? There’s also Coke in the refrigerator. I’ll bring you a can if you want to drink.”

As he spoke, Yan Muyun was about to stand up.

"No, I have nothing to drink." Wu Bai shook his head, walked over and sat down.

He was in a strange state at this time. He neither spoke nor said goodbye and left. He just frowned slightly and didn't know what he was thinking. It seemed that he wanted to say something but was hesitant.

Seeing this, Yan Muyun felt a slight movement in his heart and asked, "Do you want to ask about the 'Night Demon'?"

"Playing games?" Wu Bai said almost at the same time.

These two sentences were so unrelated that both of them were stunned for a moment.

"Playing games?" Yan Muyun repeated subconsciously.

Wu Bai looked embarrassed and changed his words: "No, I actually just want to ask about the 'Night Demon'."

Oh, I got it.

He probably heard about what happened the night before yesterday from Wei Min or a colleague from the Special Branch. He wanted to ask himself directly but was too embarrassed to ask, so he planned to use the opportunity of playing games together to make some insinuations.

Yan Muyun was a little bit dumbfounded. He didn't expect the monitor's temper to be so awkward. If you have any questions among classmates, just ask them directly. Why go through such a big detour?

At that moment, he didn't hide anything and told everything he knew about Zhan Lewen.

"Do you know why the victims dismantle the surveillance cameras in their homes? Because they sometimes behave differently at home, such as eating raw meat or even eating live animals. Sometimes they can't control it and will briefly Turn into monsters. If these images are recorded and discovered in the future, they will basically be done with it, so they took the initiative to dismantle those cameras..."

"Oh, that's it." Wu Bai nodded.

This reaction made Yan Muyun a little disappointed. He thought that when he told these inside stories, the other party would show surprise or a look of realization. But Wu Bai's reaction was a bit bland, as if he was listening to a poorly used story plot routine.

This squad leader is young, but his personality is a bit too deep.

After finally finishing speaking, Yan Muyun picked up the beer on the coffee table and took a sip, but heard Wu Bai next to him ask: "Do you want to play games?"

"Ahem..." Yan Muyun choked, somewhat dumbfounded: "Did you really come to me today just to play games?"

"There's a new fighting game on the market. It's not fun to play with a computer." Wu Bai smiled.

"Where's Peng Peng? He won't play with you?"

"He went back to bed as soon as get out of class was over."

"As expected of him."

Yan Muyun stopped watching the movie, took out his mobile phone, and found the game according to the name Wu Bai said.

After all, when I was in poor health before, others took care of me so much, so why not play games with me today?

"As I said before, I haven't played it. I guess the technology is worse than the most basic computer." Yan Muyun said with a smile.

"Really?" Yan Muyun carefully recalled the details of that night, but his brows furrowed tighter and tighter: "Where did you go after using the toilet."

At this moment, Wu Bai suddenly stood up and said expressionlessly: "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

There is only one thing that AI cannot simulate, and that is the feeling of playing face-to-face between friends. This can never be replaced by cold machines and algorithms. After all, if you are in a hurry, you can directly switch online to offline.

"How did you get down?" Yan Muyun asked.

If he hadn't shown mercy in the third round, he would have defeated the opponent without any injuries.

Yan Muyun looked down at his hands, feeling a little funny. The golden pupil has no blind spots when it comes to the growth of his body, making him feel like he has a physics plug-in even when playing games.

why? What is Wu Bai hiding? Was it because of that fight?

Yan Muyun patted the other person's back sympathetically. He knew how painful this feeling was. He once accidentally sucked saliva into his trachea. He almost coughed out his lungs and his throat was burning and uncomfortable for a long time.

"I really have something to do." Wu Bai replied seriously.

Yan Muyun chuckled: "Satisfy my curiosity...I have chosen the character, but you haven't chosen yet."

The two villains on the screen flashed and moved around, and the first round was quickly completed.

That night, he definitely didn't go to the toilet on the second floor, otherwise I would have made an impression if I paid attention to him.

Yan Muyun secretly made a decision in his heart. When Wei Min came back, he would ask him about the whole process of Wu Bai's fight with others that night.

They can even chat with you while playing. They are proud, provocative, and encouraging when you win, and frustrated, coquettish, and angry when you lose. The various voices and interactions are more like real people.

On the person selection interface, Yan Muyun swiped the screen and looked at the colorful and cool characters on it. He suddenly thought of the two policemen before and asked casually: "By the way, when you went to the toilet the night before yesterday, Did you see a little boy?"

"Cough...cough..." Wu Bai suddenly coughed twice violently, pinched his throat with his hands, and a trace of pain appeared on his face: "I was thinking about something else just now, and when you asked , the saliva is stuck in the trachea...ahem...what are you talking about, little boy?"

"It's okay." Wu Bai adjusted his glasses.

After sending the upright and overly upright squad leader out, Yan Muyun closed the door, but his expression became a little solemn.

This reaction was too big, and Yan Muyun looked up at him in confusion.

Wu Bai lowered his head and clicked twice on his phone: "I've chosen."

"It was almost 12 o'clock, didn't you go to the toilet for the first time?" Yan Muyun stroked Wu Bai's back and helped him recall: "I went with you at that time, but when I arrived at the door of the toilet on the first floor At that time, I found a sign not allowed to enter, so I went to the second floor... By the way, which toilet did you go to? I didn't seem to see you on the way. "

Yan Muyun, who had never played this game before, was disappointed to lose. He was only a hair away from making a comeback.

"Why do you ask these questions?" Wu Bai frowned: "These questions are too baffling."

Wu Bai coughed dryly: "On the first floor, take the elevator."

In the second round, Wu Bai lost, and Yan Muyun still had 50% of his health.

"Ah?" Yan Muyun was stunned for a moment, and then made a joke: "You can't afford to lose, can you?"

Game AI in this era has long evolved to incredible levels. Some games can even set the gender, age, and time of playing the game of the opponent, and use databases and algorithms to design game levels that match them.

"What?" Wu Bai's voice trembled, and the phone fell on his lap.

In the third round, Wu Bai lost again, and Yan Muyun had about 60% of his health left.

"I came down directly." Wu Bai said perfunctorily.

"I also went to the restroom on the second floor." Wu Bai took off his glasses and wiped them with the corner of his clothes.

This is why he is no longer interested in games. In fact, all games on the market now, except for strategy games, are not too difficult for him.

I don’t know why, Wu Bai lied.

"Oh..." Yan Muyun finally stopped asking this question and lowered his head to concentrate on playing the game.

"Did you go down by the elevator?" Unexpectedly, Yan Muyun was still obsessed with this question.