Xiu Ye loves bad beauties [Future]

After 10 minutes, a group of staff in standard white coats with serious expressions entered the psychological consultation room, and all kinds of high-end equipment filled the room.

Staff at the children's watchdog looked relieved.

The old man's face changed drastically, and he stared at those white coats.

"Who leads the team?"

"It's me. Who needs a stability diagnosis?" The woman who led the team came in at the end. She had her hair in a bun and walked at a very fast pace. She looked like a neat woman, "I am the head of the daily department of the Central System Administration .”

"Daily department?" Wang Zhong was curious, "daily operation or daily maintenance, or daily problem handling?"

"It seems to be you." The woman walked up to stand in front of her, and she looked down at Wang Zhong with her high heels on.

Her gaze scanned Wang Zhong in a circle.

"Cleanly dressed, shoes well maintained, free from dust on vamps, handkerchief in coat pocket, nails trimmed - cleanliness. Top buttons buttoned, coat unwrinkled, cuffs untucked, no adornments of any kind You have neat dressing habits, and the colors you choose don’t have any trendy elements—you have a stubborn personality. There are no pierced ears, nose rings, facial features that have not moved, clear eyes, but slightly bloodshot—you are a good boy. If You will be more beautiful if you go to bed on time."

A smile appeared on the woman's lips, as if she had a good impression of Wang Zhong.

"Would you mind playing a game before lunch?"

Wang Zhong turned his head and looked at the old man.

"You can choose yourself." The old man encouraged Wang Zhong, "This will be a very interesting experience."

"I don't mind playing games with you if you can let me go home instead of being guarded."

The woman nodded, "I can do it."

The two struck a deal.

The machines are connected in series and become a behemoth.

"Kids, sit on the chair in the middle."

Wang Zhong sat over according to his words, and something like a hat descended from the sky, covering his head.

"Remember, you can't tell what you see." The woman stood opposite Wang Zhong, "This is the rule of the game."

"Okay." Wang Zhong agreed.

"Access to the encrypted channel."

Please authorize. ——The ancient mechanical synthesis sounded.

"Four-level authorization to perform comprehensive testing."

Accept the authorization, please keep your mind relaxed.

The mechanically synthesized voice became a man's voice, which sounded very comfortable.

The machine seemed to be running, Wang Zhong's eyes widened suddenly, he opened his mouth in surprise, then closed it tightly, as if he wanted to speak but suddenly stopped.

Time passed by, the old man sat and looked at Wang Zhong, he looked very nervous.

The woman walked up to the old man at this time.

"Professor Gao."

"Long time no see." The old man looked at the woman with nostalgia in his eyes.

"At that time, you were just a little kid, following your father, eating and living in ancient books. I thought you would inherit his career, but I didn't expect you to enter there. In a blink of an eye, another child grew up."

The old man's eyes slowly became moist.

"When people are old, they are easy to be sad."

"Senior said, you haven't been to the central control tower for a long time, he misses you very much."

The old man wiped his eyes and waved his hands.

"Stop talking, I'm an old man, my eyes are bad, I can't cry."

"You can take this child with you, senior wants to see him very much."

"Maybe, there will always be one time in the future."

"When you adopted this child, the seniors knew about it, and he has been paying attention to you all the time."

"Girl, are you here to be a lobbyist? Don't make it difficult for me. I haven't had a good life for a few years."

The woman was silent for a while.

"I overstepped."

Wang Zhong felt that he had entered a strange world. Different from the virtual network experience, this world was very chaotic.

This world is more like the original world described in some ancient document, colorful and very beautiful.

Here, a leaf on the tree has three or four colors, and the stones on the ground have various shapes and patterns. The only strange thing is that there are no animals.

"come here."

A man appeared suddenly. He had long blond hair that was braided into loose braids and hung down on his chest. Highly recognizable, unforgettable at first sight.

"Hello." Wang Zhong walked over slowly, "What is this place?"

"This is my world." The man stretched out his hand and took Wang Zhong, "Welcome to my world, we can have a good talk."

"What topic do you want to talk about?"

"Talk about feelings." The man took Wang Zhong's hand and led him across a shallow stream and through the dense jungle. "Talk about your views on different human beings."

"This question is too general. And I have no research on feelings, I only like words and numbers."

"No, we can talk about a common topic." The man found a huge leaf and spread it on the grass, "Try to do it?"

Wang Zhong looked at the wet turf, then at the tender green leaves, and sat down slowly.

Unlike expected, the leaves are soft.

The man let go of Wang Zhong's hand, and he sat casually on the turf opposite Wang Zhong,

"What fruit do you like?" the man asked.

"It will be all right."

All kinds of strange plant fruits appeared out of thin air and piled up in front of Wang Zhong.

"What you eat here won't affect your body. Don't you want to try it?"

Wang Zhong picked up a bunch of small fruits, picked them off, and put them in his mouth.

The sweet taste explodes in the mouth.

"Taste simulation degree..."

"Don't tell me the numbers." The man interrupted what Wang Zhong blurted out, "Isn't it sweet?"

"...very sweet."

"When you need to speak, you can directly say the simplest answer, so that you can communicate with ordinary people."

Wang Zhong frowned.

"This representation is incomplete."

"The person who chats with you doesn't need that completeness. He just wants to have a common topic with you. He wants to know you, or sell himself, so that you can understand him." The man picked up the same fruit and ate it One, "Well, it's so sweet, it's so delicious."

"It's fake." Wang Zhong said bluntly.

"Wrong, I didn't tell a lie."

"But your expression is very fake, there is no excitement in your eyes, no, there is no joyful emotion. I can't analyze too complicated emotions, but I can see whether you really want to laugh or are really angry ,"

"You don't need to observe so carefully." The man shook his head, "When I made this expression, I just wanted to tell him that I feel the deliciousness of the food. This kind of words that seem fake to you are against the food." The biggest compliment. The person who gives you food will also feel happy. Imagine a person who uses data to express life like you stands in front of you, how do you communicate?"

"..." Wang Zhong frowned even tighter.

"You don't need to communicate at all! Haha... kid, there are very few people in the world who can keep up with your thinking pace. We live among ordinary people, and we should integrate into their world and get along with them."

"I can also choose not to get along with them."

"No." The man's smile disappeared, but his eyes suddenly became very gentle. He was looking at Wang Zhong, but he didn't seem to be looking at Wang Zhong. "If you don't open the door to the world, you won't be able to see the door." People outside. You will miss a lot, you will resent your past self, and resent your own waywardness.”

Wang Zhong looked into the man's eyes, those eyes were beautiful, but he couldn't understand the emotions contained in them.

"I will remember your words, but I will not become you."

"The conversation is over." The man withdrew his gentle and sad expression, "The next thing is the topic."

When Wang Zhong left the machine, he had already missed lunch.

The woman didn't ask Wang Zhong anything, and she left the interrogation room with someone. The staff of the children's guardianship agency looked at the stable new diagnosis data given by the woman, and left reluctantly.

Wang Zhong didn't show any abnormal behavior. He walked up to the old man and raised his head.

"Can we go home?"

The old man rubbed his forehead, his hands were already loose and wrinkled, and only the traces of time could be seen on his face.

"Let's go home."

Listening to Wang Zhong telling his memories bit by bit, it was like listening to a story.

Wang Zhong's storytelling skill is too poor, what he said is more like an academic report.

This story is a window that Wang Zhong voluntarily opened, and he allowed Jingming to understand his life and his past through this story.

"What did you see inside?" Jing Ming asked, "What is that machine for?",

"It's some subconscious pictures, just landscapes, colorful plants, no animals there and no sound other than the two of us." Wang Zhong lowered his eyes and recalled these fragments, "I guess this should be that The purpose of the scene created by people is to relax me. The colorful colors can test whether I have anxiety disorder or not, and can also test my color preference. He must have guessed the color I have been paying attention to..."

"Honey, I want to know more what he's talking about." Jing Ming interrupted Wang Zhong's divergent thinking. He likes to listen to Wang Zhong's talk, but he really can't follow Wang Zhong's "scientific theory" topic of!

"He gave me a test, and I learned from him that the S-level authority level has disappeared for more than 100 years." Wang Zhong's eyes were fixed on Jingming, and his speech speed became faster, "The teacher didn't tell Through the existence of my S-class, he taught me a lot of things instead of the teacher, I heard the stories of those S-classes who have died, and I also know... my whereabouts after death."

Jing Ming instantly understood who the man who tested Wang Zhong was.

This conjecture made him feel horrified!Not being able to rest in peace after death is a death without peace!

Seeing the change in the expression on Jing Ming's face, Wang Zhong's expression suddenly darkened.

He approached Jingming and touched the corners of Jingming's eyes.

"Jingming. Will the world after death be lonely? If I miss you, what should I do?"