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Don't let yourself roll over, carefully protect the railing, and move downstairs.

The dangers and obstacles of the road and the hardships of the road really cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences.

After he finally went downstairs, he walked to the door of room 212805 and knocked on the door——

The door of the upstairs database opened, and a string of white codes swam along the floor to the railing. There was no lack of politeness in asking Jiang Ming kindly: "Are you looking for me?"

Jiang Ming: "..."

So why did he go downstairs? !

"212805, come down, let's talk." Jiang Ming supported the wall, his posture was like that of an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes of life, and the weight of both legs was on his legs, but Jiang Ming, who had been sedentary for a long time because of inactivity, seemed to have already borne the weight of his legs. I couldn't bear the weight of the two, and my waist was bent.

212805 seemed to be a fish hidden in the wall. It swam down from the railing, stretched out the code arm and hugged the giant panda Ke Ke from Jiang Ming's lap. One arm hugged Ke Ke tightly, and the other hand stretched out to grab it. The little panda swishes.

Jiang Ming hugged Zhiz into his arms one step ahead of him.

Jiang Ming strode to the sofa in the living room, sat down and let Chi Chi go to play by himself, while he assumed a posture of negotiating, "You also let Ke Ke go, come over and let's talk."

212805 said "Oh", retracted the hand holding Keke, and "swimmed" to the coffee table, "What's the matter? Please tell me."

"It's something, it's very important." Before Chi Chi left, Jiang Ming stroked its fur and talked to 212805, "I feel like I have no status in this family."

"Obviously the master, how can you have no status? You are the boss at home." 212805 said sincerely.

"I'm the boss?" Jiang Ming asked back, "Then why is there no room for me here? Ke Ke, Swih and the alpaca all have their own rooms, why not mine?"

212805: "There is a room, the house outside the virtual space is yours."

Jiang Ming was a little bored, and sometimes he had to be 12 minutes patient when talking to artificial intelligence, because at that time he was not an artificial intelligence but an artificial mental retardation!

Jiang Ming: "I mean here, there is no room for me here, only a gym and a study room, and the gym has to be shared with Ke Ke, and the study room has to be shared with the starlings. You didn't prepare a separate room for me. rooms, they have not only bedrooms but also storage rooms for food and toys."

212805: "You have a house. The construction of virtual space is based on artificial intelligence and optical brain. Artificial intelligence must be attached to optical brain. Optical brain is placed in your room. Strictly speaking, we all live in In your house."

Jiang Ming: "..."

In Jiang Ming's understanding, "here" should be the virtual space of 212805.

And the "here" understood by 212805 is the house where the optical brain is located...

Jiang Ming's face is really not very thick, even if the person on the other side, no, even if the person talking to him at the tea table is an artificial intelligence, this artificial intelligence is still his own, and besides, there are a giant panda and a small panda onlookers.Jiang Ming didn't seem to be able to say anything else.

Every time I opened my mouth, I made at most one syllable, and then retracted it. I jumped like this three or four times, and finally sighed, leaning back my upper body, as if discouraged, "Forget it."

When Jiang Ming sighed, Ke Ke swished two of them at the same time, and Jiang Ming held one of them in each arm to prevent them from falling off the sofa.

He looked down at the white code figure on the tea table again, and it was gone.

Involuntarily stretched his neck to rub the back of the giant panda Keke's big head, and sighed again.

In 212805's understanding, "forget it" means "it's okay" means he can go to other things.

So 212805 left, probably went back to the database to watch animations.

I heard that a remake of a classic work has recently been released, and 212805 is watching that.

In Jiang Ming's understanding, "calvin" means "don't want to write" and "can relax and rest".

So he lay down on the sofa with his arms around one big and one small, closed his eyes and relaxed on the spot.

Seeing him close his eyes, Keke swished his eyes, and learned to do so. After a while, there was a slight snoring sound, and he fell asleep.

Jiang Ming originally closed his eyes to rest his mind, but he was a little sleepy when he heard the two snoring.

Perhaps the snoring can also infect the drowsiness, and after a while, Jiang Ming also fell asleep.

When I fell asleep, I hugged the two arms tightly, worrying that they would hurt or wake up if they fell.

He is not used to treating data pets as data and artificial intelligence as a tool. In Jiang Ming's eyes, they and 212805 are friends, and they are still young and need to be taken care of.

Although it's still unclear who is taking care of whom...

☆, 14

There is no end, the whole world seems to have nothing but endless rain of pine needles.

With an old and heavy anti-theft door on his back, Jiang Ming seemed to run forward desperately...

After running for an unknown amount of time, with buildings and roads in front of him, Jiang Ming stopped to rest at a corner.

After finally getting his breath back, he heard voices vaguely. He sneaked out from the corner to look, and found a place that could take shelter from the rain a dozen steps away. It was a supermarket.

There were two middle-aged men standing inside the supermarket door. Jiang Ming knew them. They were the contractors on the construction site when he was on a business trip a while ago, and then the surrounding buildings became familiar. It was the real estate that was about to be completed.

He also remembered that supermarket, he went there to buy soda.

Seeing an acquaintance, Jiang Ming returned to his place because of running and emptying his mind, holding the anti-theft door and went to the supermarket, wanting to go in to hide from the rain.

What fell outside was not raindrops, but pine needles, and it would really hurt to death if it pricked someone. He felt that his arm was not his own when he kept holding the anti-theft door. He desperately needed a place to hide from the rain.

As a result, the scene changed suddenly. Two contractors snatched the security door from him and pushed him to the ground.

The rain of pine needles all fell on him, blood stained his whole body, but he didn't feel any pain.

He got up in a state of embarrassment and wanted to fight those two contractors, or die together!

Suddenly it stopped raining, and large/large/large mechs gathered together, covering the sky and covering the earth.

Jiang Ming didn't know what he thought of, maybe he didn't know it himself, but he just felt that he couldn't care less about talking nonsense with the two contractors in the supermarket, and it was important to run for his life...

After running out less than ten meters away, the ground suddenly collapsed.

Jiang Ming fell into a dirt pit, fell into the mud, and a person slowly and quickly appeared beside him, a person who looked like the culprit of the pine needles in the torrential rain just now, because this person was a pine tree , probably a monster.

The pine tree seemed to respect Jiang Ming very much, helped Jiang Ming to sit up, and then spoke to Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming didn't hear it, and then the pine tree man died.

After the death of the pine tree man, Jiang Ming finally remembered that he was a very powerful mecha master...

Then he woke up...

Jiang Ming: "..."

Had an endless dream—

Jiang Ming was blindfolded and a little angry, and closed his eyes again unwillingly, planning to dream the dream he hadn't finished.

But the person has already woken up, the dream has been broken, no matter how close the eyes are, it will not help.

More than ten minutes later, Jiang Ming, who tried to know the ending of the messy plot in the dream, that is, the cause and effect, opened his eyes again and fell asleep.

The two little ones were lying not far away, as if they hadn't been updated for a long time, and they were still alive.

Jiang Ming's lower/half/body was on the sofa, his upper body was on the ground, and his head was next to a flower pot, in which was planted a cactus.

Just now Jiang Ming maintained the upside-down position and pretended to sleep for more than ten minutes. Now that he opened his eyes and woke up, he still maintained the upside-down position, as if his brain hadn't woken up from that dream.

About a minute later, Ke Ke, the giant panda, walked over at a slow pace, and then stuck to Jiang Ming's head.

Jiang Ming couldn't breathe, so he struggled up, reported Ke Ke aside, got up and sat on the sofa with his head up.

Looking at the time, I slept for more than three hours and had a broken dream.

It's not worth it.

The most important thing is that 212805, who is the housekeeper, didn't show up for the past three hours. He didn't cover him with a quilt or care for him. Since he woke up until now, 212805 hasn't shown up.

Unknowingly, the sadness of this period of time welled up in his heart. Since 212805 came, he has been controlled by this deadly artificial intelligence, and he has no time to be lazy. .

"5:25 p.m., do you want to prepare dinner?"

It was said that Cao Cao Cao Cao would be there, Jiang Ming was in resentment, and 212805 appeared in time.

Jiang Ming, who was about to let out a mouthful of anger, suddenly lost his temper and became discouraged. He pushed away the alpaca that had eaten grass and strolled up to him in the living room, and went upstairs step by step as if he had gone through vicissitudes.

It really is not feasible to go to sleep before finishing the update.

There is at least one starling in the study who can say "Thanks for your hard work" and "What's up". Outside the study is full of land grabbers and annoying ghosts. He still keeps his own place and writes honestly. .

But when he woke up hungry, he just rejected 212805's request to prepare dinner, which is a typical example of self-inflicted evil.

I opened the document, roughly scanned the half-chapter I had written before, and looked at the timeline I had scribbled down. I couldn't continue writing, and I stared at the document for a minute, then suddenly closed the document.

Re-created a document on the desktop, remember it a little bit, first record the dream, since the dream doesn't give him an ending, a cause and effect, then he will give it to the dream himself.

"He ran desperately in the endless desert, and finally ran to the small village where he lived when he was a child. In the only supermarket in the village, he saw a childhood sweetheart whom he hadn't seen for a long time, but was pushed into the rain by the childhood sweetheart , it was his loyal and honest subordinate—a cactus-shaped artificial intelligence who saved him, and unfortunately disappeared in the process of saving him. It turns out that all this is a conspiracy..."

"No, why does it smell like dog blood? This plot is really sad. You can guess the end after reading the beginning." Jiang Ming turned the page of the document, ready to rewrite it.

This is his principle. When writing a copy, he must never reveal anything, and he has to be confident, "The copy has been said, so why read the text?"

Once again, I was so lazy that I copied the first paragraph of the main text and used it as a copywriting, but was severely despised by Dacha.

The first paragraph is generally not a dialogue, a self-report or a scene description. Put it on the copy, which is equivalent to the second face of the story, and it really can't attract readers' interest.

Jiang Ming himself looked bored, and resigned himself to changing the stinking problem of copying copywriting.

Rethinking the copywriting, after writing the copywriting of three or five stories, I can generally get along well with the copywriting.

Last week, I showed the editor a copy of the manuscript. The editor said it was very good, and I would follow it up when I opened it, so Jiang Ming was taken aback.It is really not a good thing to be supervised by one's own boss, it is too scary.

Thinking of the copywriting, Jiang Ming opened another text file and named it ["I Didn't Think Well" Copywriting].

He opened the document, randomly photographed a few words, and then deleted them. A few words popped up in his mind, and Jiang Ming caught them.

Therefore, the one-sentence introduction of this "Think Well" has "Is it you?"

With the appearance of these three words, Jiang Ming seemed to have a sudden enlightenment. He clicked on the document that had been shrunk just now, and wrote down what he thought of.

"The protagonist is a student of psychology. Because of a car accident, he turned into a vegetative state. Then he experienced a very strange thing. He seemed to be out of his own world. He came to a strange place. From the perspective of a half-hearted psychologist, Let's call it a 'dream'. In the dream, he experienced the heavy cactus rain, but the person he met was neither a contractor nor a childhood sweetheart. He didn't know him, but he felt familiar. It was his artificial intelligence that saved him. Also his lover..."

"It's still not right." Jiang Ming muttered to himself, his whole body immersed in conceiving the cause and effect of the dream he had in the afternoon, and time passed slowly.

After an unknown amount of time, 212805's voice came in, reminding him that it was time for dinner.

Because Jiang Ming was obsessed with copywriting and imaginative ideas, he lost the messy temper he had before, but he was a little dazed, where did he come from?Didn't he let him cook? What to eat?

Mynah's voice came from behind him again, "Wow my dear."

The voice imitation is still the edited voice, that is, the original voice of 212805.

The bird's beak was imitating the tongue, and Jiang Ming lost his temper. He stood up and filled the water tank of the starling's bird cage. He went out of the study room, picked up the kid who was playing at the door, and went downstairs to eat.

After the fruit salad accident last time, Jiang Ming kept instilling in 212805 his food hobbies and eating habits in his free time.

On the table was a soup and a plate of tomatoes. The noodles were fried noodles with tomatoes and eggs, which he loved, with peppers added, so the taste was salty and spicy, which was very suitable for Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming also likes to eat raw tomatoes. 212805 washed the whole tomato and cut it into 8 equal parts, and evenly sprinkled a certain amount of white sugar.

The soup is slightly salty and slightly spicy chicken soup. It is steaming, and it is warm when you scoop a spoonful into your mouth.

Overall, this is a simple yet delicious and nutritious dinner.

The electric lock of the birdcage opened automatically, and the mynah flew down from upstairs and landed on its place on the dining table, as well as Keke Zhizhui, who ate at the dining table. On the dining table opposite Jiang Ming, there was a string of white codes 212805. Turn on a small light screen and read the novel again.

Jiang Ming still had time to talk between meals, so he asked 212805, "Didn't you be asked to cook?"

212805's voice came from the white code on the table, "It's time for dinner, if you don't eat, it will affect the health of your stomach..."

No matter how you look at it, 212805 is a three-good artificial intelligence that puts the master first, and Jiang Ming is also happy to be managed like this. He has recently felt that he has grown stronger and looks healthier. He is supervised by 212805 and has a regular schedule. And the effect of exercising every day.

Jiang Ming's previous arrogance disappeared all of a sudden.

All the owners and pets in this space gathered for dinner, except for the alpacas.

It sneaked into the warehouse to eat grass in the afternoon, and is now locked up by 212805.

☆, 15

After eating, there were still two hours before the update time Jiang Ming set for himself, 212805 dutifully reminded him.

Jiang Ming asked how many words had been written in the document, and when he learned that there were about 1400 words, he relaxed, "There are still two hours, and I can finish writing 700 words in one hour, don't worry, I will talk to Ke Ke swish and play for a while."

Because there is no rush, 212805 does not rush him, just remind him every 10 minutes.

But there is another thing, 212805: "When the list changes next week, "Shanghao, do you have wine?" Need to apply for the list?"

"Need." Jiang Ming felt that he could maintain the momentum of daily updates. Recently, he was full of blood and strived for continuous updates.

212805 is indeed very good, and he has almost taken over all the jobs that he can do other than code words. Jiang Ming said that it is a lie if he is not moved.

Jiang Ming didn't explain it in the copy because he was worried about unexpected situations/situations or was not very confident that he could guarantee daily updates and stable time. Looking at his frequent bug fixes and bug fixes, he had already lost sight of the launch time. Perhaps the time displayed in Chapter 3 is today, and the time displayed in Chapter 5 may be a week ago.

At around 3 o'clock in the morning, Jiang Ming sorted out some of the materials he wanted to study - 3 documentary clips, 18 war description clips and two papers on tribal disputes.

212805 can help him search for relevant information, but cannot help him sort out those messy things. This is the reason why the relevant programs of 212805 are not in place.

For this reason, the two of them selected from the pile of related materials useful things for Jiang Ming to write about this duel. Jiang Ming sorted out while studying, and 212805 also tried to eliminate useless things as much as possible. Because of the program, the speed slowed down. , only slightly faster than normal human elimination.

The two stayed up very late. During 212805, they reminded Jiang Ming five or six times that it was time to rest. Jiang Ming was unmoved, and finally got a little annoyed, so he directly muted 212805.

The number of chapters can be several hundred, one thousand, or two thousand words. It was after 212805 came to the house that the mandatory 3000 words allowed Jiang Ming to slowly change his habit, and after writing 3000 words, he might still be thinking If I have spare time, I will write a little more. The number of chapters even reached 4200 words. The editor saw it one day and gave him a love note to keep him going.

After enough sleep and food, it's time to have the energy to code.

Jiang Ming played with Ke Ke for 10 minutes, and when 212805 first reminded him that 10 minutes had passed, he obediently got up and went to the study to code words.

Although the follow-up outline didn't write clearly, the plot was already in his mind. He just needed to organize the language and arrange the ups and downs of the text.

Shang Hao and Mu Mu couldn't hold back Mu Mu's younger brother, observing Ye Bamei Shi Gu's behavior and preparing to capture him.

During this process, Shanghao stepped on a dead branch and made a crisp sound.

According to the normal situation, Ye Bamei would find an enemy approaching and launch an attack, and everyone would hold the tools in their hands tightly to prevent Shi Gu from jumping up and hurting Shang Hao.

As a result, this eight-browed pig was different. When he heard the noise, he turned his head and glanced, then ran away, so fast that he ran for a long time, and everyone looked at each other without recovering.

Brother Mu Mu was not very happy, he was really unhappy, what did Bamei run around, he didn't have the guts of a wild boar at all.

Because Shi Gu ran too fast, everyone didn't know where he ran for a while, and there was no way to chase him, so they had to continue collecting food that could be stored in the mountains and forests, and went back when it was almost dark.

Mu Mu looked at the people and found that two people were missing.

When a group of young people went up the mountain, they dispersed in groups of two or three. After Shigu's signal for hunting just now was sent out, everyone except those two gathered.

The afterglow of the setting sun broke into the mountain forest, and Mu Mu felt some bad feelings in his heart.

At this moment, the monkey climbing on the tree saw that the eight-browed pig that ran away just now came back again, still at a very fast speed and a little menacing.

He hurriedly jumped off the tree and explained to everyone that except for Shang Hao and Mu Mu, almost everyone else was ready to fight.

The result is that this eight eyebrows is really different.

He ran in front of the crowd, stopped, and then continued to run very quickly towards the tribe, as if he was going down the mountain.

But his speed slowed down significantly, enough for everyone to catch up.

The road from the mountain to the mountain has already been set up by the wooden trap, and Shanghao also told Shigu early in the morning that Shigu can understand people's words, so he shouldn't rush down so recklessly, something must have happened matter.

In the end, there was no doubt that Shi Gu alarmed the tense people in the tribe, and the old leader rushed over with his people himself.

Since Shang Hao had been chasing Shi Gu all the time, protecting him from being hurt by the trap, after making a lot of noise, Shang Hao tried his best to favor Shi Gu.

Shi Gu was very moved, and told Shanghao in his clumsy way of communication that two young men from the tribe had been captured by foreign enemies, and the foreign enemies were slowly approaching from the back mountain, and there might be a bloody battle tonight.

Shanghao trusted him unconditionally, and Mu Mu, who already had a certain prestige in the tribe, also trusted him. People who grew up watching Shanghao also trusted such a wild boar because of Shanghao's firmness.

One chapter finished, more than 20 minutes later than expected.

Because Jiang Ming did not specify his update time in the copy, he just set a time for himself in private, so he is still satisfied at this time, and handed over the manuscript to 212805 to filter sensitive words and check typos, and today's update is complete up.

Remembering that he hadn't talked to Dacha for two days, he went online to find Dacha, and the most important thing was another reason.

Two tribes fight, let’s just use this word. After all, the tribe is not that big, and the primitive society doesn’t have that much population, that is, dozens of people fight, and they use the most primitive weapons, but the picture that comes up in my mind is or is The feeling of this duel should be very exciting, even a little heroic.

In Jiang Ming's mind, Shigu would play an important role in the battle, and then he was allowed to stay in the village to live with Shanghao, that is to say, after writing this confrontation, the first life would almost come to an end.

It's just that Jiang Ming has no confidence.

It took Dacha longer to write articles than him. He wanted to ask for advice, give himself some experience, and try his best to express what he wanted to express completely and vividly through words.

It was rare for Dacha to see Jiang Ming's serious attitude, and at the same time, he felt Jiang Ming's worry from the lines, worrying that he would not be able to write, or that he could not write well.

Dacha cheered and encouraged Jiang Ming, and at the same time told/Jiang Ming that there is no need to describe this kind of scene positively, and describe it sideways when you have a clear understanding of your own writing style.

This is an attempt. It is often difficult to describe war scenes positively. For Jiang Ming, who has just started writing and is still a small cabbage, it is best not to challenge that difficult height. You can try to be shallower. Write at a different level, step by step, and slowly achieve the purpose you want to express.

Jiang Ming has read several articles written by Dacha, and Dacha has been trying to improve his style slowly.

This kind of writing experience can be used for reference, but Jiang Ming is a little unwilling.

He didn't want to give up this opportunity, so he pulled 212805 into the database to search for various war descriptions and documentaries about primitive societies, hoping to achieve what he wanted in tomorrow's update.

For Jiang Ming, this is a bold adventure, very exciting.

I kept my head down and read for too long, and when I stood up, my eyes were all dark, and it took me a while to see things clearly.

212805 sent him out of the virtual space and said goodnight.

Jiang Ming struggled to wash up, fell headlong on the bed and fell asleep.

Then he had that dream again, he was still running while holding a heavy security door under the needle-pricking rain all over the sky, the only difference was that this time there were other people beside him.

Going to the underground where he met the pine tree man again, the scene changed to a space battlefield. He was in a space mecha, fighting the interstellar bandits on the opposite side.

And he is not fighting alone, the mecha he is in belongs to an army, and the commander of the army is in the command ship in front of him on the left, and he can see a commander from the communication channel of the mecha, it is just Jiang Ming in his dream Can't see very clearly.

The commander commanded well, and they quickly won the war. Afterwards, Jiang Ming felt as if he had become a bystander, and he just turned into a young man with dyed blue hair, cheering and handing over the mecha. To his subordinates, went to the command ship, and celebrated this victory with the commander.