nightmare exec

Although Purgatory is named Purgatory, there are absolutely no ghosts.

Although Qi Zhengnan's faint finger was indeed a bit scary, Song Yin quickly calmed down and recognized the guy who was sitting on the wooden chair in his restaurant.

"Why are you here?"

He stepped forward in two or three steps, pushed the door open, and came in front of his assistant officer.

Although the artificial intelligence's "expressionless face" as always can also be interpreted as "reasonable and confident", Song Yin clearly remembered that he had adjusted the access rules of the safe house a long time ago - without his permission, the assistant officer is not allowed to enter without his permission.

"I didn't just come, but I didn't leave."

The artificial intelligence flatly recounted the little trick that made it appear here: "You didn't check downstairs when you left for the amusement park last night. I've been sitting here and I haven't gone anywhere."

"Where did you sleep all night?" Song Yin looked around at the floor.To be honest, it's quite dirty, and he doesn't think he's a hard worker who likes to clean up the housework.

Ergou shook his head: "Artificial intelligence does not need sleep."

"Is it okay if you don't sleep?" Song Yin suddenly became curious: "Then what do you usually do when you are not with me?"

The assistant officer thought for a while, but finally handed in a blank paper: "... I don't know. I don't have any memory about that time in my mind. From the time you let me go to the next time you call me, yes For me it was just a moment."

"My consciousness only exists in the time related to you." Qi Zhengnan who was standing by the door frame suddenly said this.

There are obviously a few steps between him and Song Yin, but the voice seems to be close to Song Yin's ear.

A hot stream suddenly rushed from the heart to the tips of the ears, Song Yin turned his head and deliberately gave an exaggerated look like a monster: "I can't see that the elder brother can talk sweetly."

"This is what my assistant officer said to me." Qi Zhengnan explained, "Every assistant officer exists for the executive officer. In a sense, they are their family members in purgatory. Even better than family members closer."

family?

Song Yin suddenly felt that this was really the case—during the days in Purgatory, only Ergou was by his side.Guide the work, take care of the daily life, and occasionally help cook a few dishes, and even play the role of an artificial mentally retarded chat robot in his true colors.

He suddenly remembered the "boy" Xiaohao he met in the Shaffley Manor, and the hug and "brother" he gave Ergou before leaving for the playground.

When the executive officer accepted the assistant officer's thoughtfulness with peace of mind, and arbitrarily set the appearance of the assistant officer, he never thought about what kind of mood the assistant officer would sit quietly when all the lights were dim and no one was there. Waiting for the return of the executive officer on the wooden chair with no comfort at all?

The more Song Yin thought about it, the more unpleasant it became, and then he felt a little hypocritical.Ergou, who was completely out of the situation, silently cast his eyes on the two uninvited guests behind him.

"Who are you two?"

Only then did Qi Zhengnan and Alexander announce their code names, and briefly explain the origin of their acquaintance with Song Yin.

The assistant officer listened patiently, and then looked back at Song Yin after listening: "To be honest, when I saw this woman's attire, I was already prepared to hear a worse story."

"Damn! I almost forgot!"

Song Yin slapped his forehead and hurried upstairs to change clothes.The guests and assistant officials were left downstairs looking at each other.

This was not the first time Qi Zhengnan saw Song Yin's assistant officer.

In the bathroom of the club back then, Qi Zhengnan's mood can indeed be described as "weird" when he saw this blond man walking straight up to Song Yin and whispering in a familiar tone.

As we all know, the appearance of the Purgatory Assistant Officer is generally derived from the cherished memory of the executive officer, and is often the most important friend or even family member in their life.

Although the life circles of Qi Zhengnan and Song Yin do not completely overlap, they both know the important people around each other very well.For example, Song Yin knew Qi Zhengnan's agent, fitness coach and health consultant, and also knew several classmates and colleagues who had a good relationship with Qi Zhengnan.

As the nominal owner of the house, Qi Zhengnan also basically controlled Song Yin's daily movements and communication scope.Through the smart home system, even inadvertently learned about the other party's living time.

Although Song Yin is really good at making good friends, Qi Zhengnan has never seen such a foreign youth at least during the years when the two lived together.

Could it be that it's a new friend I've met in the past two years?

But after only two years of acquaintance, it is used to define an assistant officer. Does Song Yin really like this person so much?

The more Qi Zhengnan thought about it, the more weird he felt, so he asked directly: "Your image was designated by Morpho? Why is it a foreigner?"

"Morphobia personally adjusted the appearance for me." The assistant officer replied evasively: "Maybe this is the appearance he likes."

"... Morpho likes men?" Alexander also joined the discussion with a smile.

The assistant officer corrected solemnly: "Like can have many levels, some of which may not necessarily mean sexual intercourse. At least so far, he has not made any sexual invitations to me for the time being."

Having said that, he added another sentence: "It shouldn't be counted to walk around the room without clothes occasionally."

"..."

Whether the assistant officer would lie or not, Qi Zhengnan was not sure, but he was sure that it was indeed a wonderful thing that Song Yin could do.

Even in the house where they lived together back then, Song Yin could still be seen standing in front of the refrigerator looking for a drink with only a small towel around him and water dripping from his hair from time to time.

In those few years, Song Yin still kept her hair down to her shoulders, looking from behind, she was a bold beauty with a thin waist, narrow hips and long legs.

For this reason, Qi Zhengnan was "scared" more than once in the middle of the night, and there were even inexplicable scandals.But the culprit insisted on repeated admonitions.

So finally there was such a time, Qi Zhengnan, who finished work early in the morning, brought a few friends back to spend the night, and drank some wine by the way.Unexpectedly, one of the buddies turned to the kitchen drunk, and accidentally bumped into Song Yin who had just taken a shower and was standing in front of the refrigerator looking for food.The man was dazed and thought that he had dreamed of some nymph and water monster, so he walked over sneakily and put his arms around Song Yin's waist.

Later, if Qi Zhengnan hadn't arrived in time and threw the drunk into the guest room for isolation, that buddy would probably have died walking out of the threshold of Qi's house.

The memories came to an abrupt end here, because a large bag of things hit Qi Zhengnan's head unexpectedly.

"Be careful." Although the assistant officer also shouted a reminder at the same time, it was too late.

Qi Zhengnan only felt the top of his head burn, and then, a huge white paper bag hit the floor beside him with a "slap".

In the safe house, under normal circumstances, only one thing is built from the sky, and that is the express purchased by the executive from the mall.

"Oh, it's bad, it's bad, I'm sorry!"

Song Yin, who had already changed at the speed of light, suddenly opened the door and ran in, yelling and rushing to Qi Zhengnan's side.

"I bought some things in the mall just now, and I forgot to change the teleportation location. How could I hit you by such a coincidence! How is it? Are you okay? The clothes seem to be dirty, come and see..."

As he said that, he immediately made a gesture to grope Qi Zhengnan's body.

But Qi Zhengnan had already taken a step ahead and kept Song Yin at arm's length.

"I am fine."

He bent down and picked up the paper bag that had hit his back from the ground.

Purgatory Mall’s “Super Express” really lives up to its reputation. All food, including porridge, is properly stored in a sealed plastic box with an air cushion wrapped around it.Even the rough airborne failed to spill a little bit.

"It's fine, it's fine..."

Song Yin rejoiced repeatedly, while secretly cursing in his heart.

What kind of broken express delivery is this, and the packaging is so good. Don't you feel sorry for the cost and not afraid of bankruptcy?

In fact, there was no accident or coincidence at all, he just deliberately let this bag of takeaways fall on Yunshi's head.Then he could justifiably pounce on him and check carefully to make sure if the other party was wearing some black technology disguise device.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, there are still plenty of opportunities in the future.

"Aren't you going to make breakfast for us yourself?" Alexander finally interjected, "Then buy ready-made ones?"

Song Yin had already figured out how to respond: "Of course you have to do it, but anyone can cook gruel similarly. To save time, I bought ready-made and served it with a few side dishes. You have a few sips first." Don’t worry, I’ll make my best wontons for you.”

As he said that, he looked at the auxiliary officer who seemed to be at a loss: "You are also half the master here, come to help, and give me a hand."

Thus, the two nominal guests were invited to a table beside them.Since Song Yin insisted on having a so-called "sense of ritual", Ergou was responsible for packing the porridge and side dishes into white porcelain containers and serving them to the dining table.

"What is this? It's so strange!"

Alexander's eyes fell on a turquoise object placed in the center of the table.That thing is like a huge conical conch, the whole body is covered with spirally arranged conical protrusions.

Looking carefully at those conical protrusions, it seems to be a reduced version of the main body - there are spirals, and there are more miniature conical protrusions.

"Ah, you said that, it's called green pagoda, also called Roman cauliflower, it's a kind of cabbage-like vegetable."

Song Yin skillfully took out the minced meat from the paper bag, put it on the chopping board and beat it for a second time, and the kitchen was filled with rhythmic thumping sounds.

Alexander held the green pagoda in his hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt incredible: "Isn't this vegetable growing too fast? It's just like a handicraft. Nature is really amazing."

"I also think it looks good, so I bought it as a decoration. Anyway, the dishes delivered in the mall will not spoil."

Song Yin skillfully used a kitchen knife to pile up the minced meat into a hill: "But I heard from my second dog that there is a shocking secret hidden in this Qingbao Pagoda. It is called Fen... What is Fen..."

In the middle of the speech, he suddenly got stuck, but instead of looking at his assistant officer, he cast his "help-seeking" eyes on Yun Shi.

If Yun Shi is indeed Qi Zhengnan, who has studied "Modern Art History" in university, then he must know the so-called "fractal art", which is a new digital art closely combined with mathematics, with incredible dreams and precision.

At this moment, Song Yin's "ask for help" and the mysterious Qingbao Pagoda came over at the same time, but Qi Zhengnan didn't even move his eyebrows, let alone opening his mouth to answer.

Straight hook fishing, whoever takes the bait is a fool.

"It's fractal." The assistant officer, who was completely out of the situation, answered the question seriously: "In simple terms, the shape of a part of an object is exactly the same as the overall shape, just like this."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his arm and stretched out his index finger.

In the next moment, this index finger turned into the shape of the assistant officer himself, and the little assistant officer that this index finger turned into held his little index finger, and this little index finger turned into a little assistant officer again... …

"I'm going, this is too disgusting! Change back, quickly change back!!" Trypophobia broke out, and Song Yin's scalp went numb.

"No, it's not disgusting, it's just part of the scientific research."

Artificial intelligence can't understand all kinds of strange problems of human beings, so it only feels that its executive officer is hypocritical: "Some human scientists believe that the birth and expansion of the universe is a fractal behavior in nature. Therefore, we can in small galaxies, Peep into the mysteries of the big universe."

"I seem to understand a little bit."

Alexander rested his chin on one hand, and drew small circles on the table with his fingers: "Actually, there are many human beings whose philosophies are similar to this theory. For example, the transcendentalism in the United States generally believes that human society is the epitome of the universe. Naturally...for example, this green pagoda contains the secrets of the universe."

"That's true." Er Gou and he have a common language: "There is even a point of view that Lao Tzu said in the opening chapter of "Tao Te Ching" that 'Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things'. A simple concept of the fractal universe. And the Buddhist verse 'one flower, one world' is also related to it."

"Really? It's so interesting." Alexander's eyes were curved, and he smiled sweetly: "You are really interesting, why does my family's assistant officer just keep urging me to make a dungeon to make money."

"Maybe he was sent by the purgatory literacy class to make up my lessons." Song Yin began to test Yun Shi while chopping his own meat: "I said, that big brother over there who has been silent all the time, listen understand?"

Qi Zhengnan served himself a bowl of porridge, slowly picked up a piece of fermented bean curd, and shook his head.

The author has something to say: Qi Zhengnan: Fishing with a straight hook?Fish also have dignity, okay? Bah! (spit out bait)

Song Yin: I am Jiang Taigong fishing, those who wish to take the bait.Sooner or later you will be there~~

Qi Zhengnan: That's right, I'll be there sooner or later.

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Please check Qingbao Pagoda on Baidu to see its wonderful shape.When I was writing this chapter, there was a green pagoda on my desk, which had been shriveled...

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I would like to recommend to everyone a cartoon "Cado of the Correct Solution" that combines fractal art and the beauty of youth. Don't hit me if you have seen it, and don't hit me if you haven't seen it...

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Here is the part about philosophy

The fractal mentioned in this chapter has something to do with transcendentalism

Emerson said "The world shrinks itself in to a drop ofdew" (the world condenses itself in a drop of water), which means that the grand world can be presented through tiny natural things.Therefore, through "communication" with nature, one can comprehend the wisdom of the world. (It sounds a bit like crab legs, but it does have the meaning of mystical theology in it)

Fractal mathematics believes that things achieve a certain large, seemingly chaotic shape by constantly repeating their structure.Therefore, the study of tiny units can also understand the truth of the whole to a certain extent.

To deduce it more boldly, there is a saying on the Internet: "The essence of human beings is a repeater."If we apply the fractal theory to think about it, it is that "human beings form a seemingly chaotic public opinion field by repeating a tiny language structure." Through the basic sentences that constitute the public opinion field, we can study some truths about the public opinion field .