Chapter 5

He Zhi's clock was very accurate. When he woke up, it was still 7:30 in the morning. He also brought some chaos that stayed up all night. He opened his eyes and took a look at his right hand. There was no one lying beside him.

The events of last night appeared in his mind almost immediately. He Zhi didn't have time to wash, so he got up and walked out of the room and rushed down the stairs. The speakers in the wall sensed He Zhi's appearance, and the surround sound began to broadcast the morning news.

Fortunately, someone is still there.

Ji Mao was sitting in the living room, staring at the beating wall.

He Zhi walked over and looked at Ji Mao, sitting upright, staring at the wall with full attention, fascinated, if it weren’t for the heroine in the camera who was heart-stirring accusing the actor, he really thought Ji Mao was watching some serious TV program.

"What are you looking at?" He Zhi struck up a conversation with him.

"Flowers and Butterflies," Ji Mao put a pillow under his hand, watching TV just like Jimmy's daily routine in The Last Day, "Lin Jingjing is so pitiful." He Zhi does not watch TV series, at most he only watch some news. The lack of research on idol dramas makes it impossible to catch up.

"I thought about it for a long time," said Ji Mao, and He Zhi felt a little bit in his heart, thinking that Ji Mao was discussing his relationship with him. After turning the topic, Ji Mao told him about the TV series, "Why Yue Yunshan suddenly broke up with Lin Jingjing, it turns out that Shao Shanqin had her child."

"..." He Zhi looked at Ji Mao with a complicated look, hoping that Ji Mao would stop at it.

But Ji Mao didn't notice it, and his eyes didn't reach He Zhi at all, he continued to tell: "Shao Shanqin forced her and has a son."

Hearing no answer from He Zhi, Ji Mao turned his head and said, "Did you not watch it?"

"I didn't watch..." He Zhi retreated, "I'll go upstairs to wash first."

He Zhi changed clothes and went downstairs, instead of going to the living room, he went straight to the dining room for breakfast.

However, he was sitting on the main seat, just to see the heroine on the wall kneeling on the ground crying from a distance, holding the hero's leg and saying that she would change everything.

He Zhi took a sip of porridge and felt that the TV volume was turned up too much. From the moment the hero insisted on breaking up, the cry of the heroine's collapse spread from the living room to the dining room, it's so deafening.

He Zhi’s daily morning news was covered up. He ate a few mouthfuls, walked back to the living room, lowered the volume, and talked to Ji Mao: “I’m going to the company during the day. Is it okay if you stay at home alone?"

Ji Mao looked at He Zhi, stunned, "Yeah", and asked him: "You will leave me alone?"

"Can you?" He Zhi asked him.

Ji Mao rolled his eyes and said, "Okay ." "Don't run around," He Zhi said, "I'll be back as soon as possible."

"Prince Logan also has to go to work?" Ji Mao removed the pillow and crossed his legs.

He Zhi saw that he was still downcast last night, and he began to provoke himself today, and said dryly: "Go and clean up the mess."

He want to know how much damage Ji Mao did when he escaped from Qianzhan Technology yesterday.

At this moment, his communicator rang and the secretary called.

He Zhi answered the phone, and the heroine of "Flowers and Butterflies" screamed again. The volume of the TV series was obviously not turned down low enough, and the cries echoed in the huge living room.

He Zhi'S secretary seemed to hear the weird sound and immediately fell silent.

He Zhi lowered his head and glanced at Ji Mao. Ji Mao blinked at him, mute the sound, and turned his face to watch the show.

"Go on." He Zhi said to the other end of the phone.

The secretary then reported. She said that the second laboratory reported the theft of the laboratory. It was the set of bionic robots customized by Mr. He that was stolen. Now the person in charge of the laboratory has called the police and the police are coming.

He Zhi looked at Ji Mao with his back to him, and said to the secretary for a long time: "I see, let the police go through the scene."

As soom as He Zhi hung up the phone, Ji Mao pretended to be very innocent and asked him: "Your company is experimenting. Did you lose something in the room?"

"Did you lose an inflatable doll?" Before He Zhi could answer, Ji Mao added.

He Zhi didn't say that he couldn't be better than him, but he was soft-hearted and asked Ji Mao to say: "Just watch your "Flowers and Butterflies"."

Ji Mao turned to the TV, turned the volume down, and watched quietly.

He Zhi lowered his head to take his jacket, and suddenly saw a translucent line under Ji Mao's clothes. He followed the line and looked at it. The end of the line was a charging port, which was plugged into the spare port of the ground plug.

Although wired charging is a thing of the past, home improvement companies will still symbolically make some spare ports that do not affect the visual experience, in case the instrument suddenly becomes effective.

"What's this?" He Zhi asked Ji Mao, pointing to the line.

Ji Mao looked up at him, unplugged the port that was connected to his body, and showed He Zhi: "Charging cable."

He Zhi said, "Isn't that something decades ago?"

Looked at He Zhi subtle, Ji Mao said: “The scientific research level of your company’s second laboratory stagnated ten years ago. The charging base was too large and heavy. I couldn’t carry it, so I took a spare charging cable.”

He Zhi took note of the charging dock, picked up a car key and prepared to go out. Before reaching the door, he walked back and told Ji Mao: "The workers will come to clean at nine o'clock in the morning, and don't charge them at that time."

"Okay," Ji Mao said, "By the way, I created an identity on the Wanyou.com system and applied to report the loss of the chip. I used your account to pay for it. Have you seen it?"

He Zhi took a look at Wanyou's communicator. There was a notice on the Internet, and indeed there was a payment record. He looked at the other party’s information, but it was still confidential, so he asked Ji Mao, "You did it while I was asleep?"

"I can do a lot of things," Ji Mao shook his head. Explained, "Wanyou.com is best operated at 6:25. When you were still asleep, I didn't tell you. When I find a job, I will pay you back."

He Zhi looked at him. In a few seconds, he asked: "What else do you have?"

"Do you want to know?" Ji Mao said.

He Zhi looked down at him and said, "Yes."

Ji Mao glanced at the chandelier in the living room, and the light suddenly went out.

The electronically controlled curtains were slowly opened, revealing a landscape outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the light came in, and the room turned from dark to bright.

Then Ji Mao motioned He Zhi to look at the door of the house leading to the basement. The door lock made a soft sound, and the doorknob automatically pressed down and opened a crack.

"You have an electric sports car produced in 2050," Ji Mao closed his eyes and asked He Zhi, "isn't it?"

Suddenly outside the door came the roar of the engine that was unique to that sports car and simulated by audio.

"I really do a lot of things," Ji Mao said honestly. "Otherwise, how did you think I came in yesterday?"

He Zhi looked at Ji Mao, and suddenly raised his hand to touch his face and asked him: "But no feeling, right?"

Ji Mao was stunned for a moment before saying: "Yes."

He Zhi couldn't see any expression on his face. He glanced at the cut on Ji Mao's arm, and Ji Mao realizedbut he didn't hide it and was still held by He Zhi.

He Zhi grabbed his wrist, pulled his arm in front of his eyes and took a look, then let go of him.

"That's right," Ji Mao felt that the atmosphere was a little heavy, so he said, "I am a middle-class person this time, but I haven't figured out what job I want to do. Maybe I still want to find a salon to accept the labor of the lower class. "

He Zhi looked at Ji Mao, with mixed feelings in his heart. He suddenly remembered that the company used Ji Mao's English name in the design scheme given to him. Jimmy from the salon did not mention his Chinese. The name, He Zhi even suspected that Ji Mao, the Chinese name, was originally his own.

Because he stayed in The Last Day for so long, it must be very boring.

After a short while, he said to Ji Mao: "Be good for the first time."

Ji Mao nodded, and went back into the sofa in the living room, picked up the charging cable on the ground and plugged it in again, and continued to watch his third-rate idol drama.

He Zhi said goodbye to him, and went out absent-mindedly, thinking about Ji Mao's face all the way.

Upon arriving at the company, the secretary stood at the door of his office, and the vice leader of the game testing department also stood aside, waiting for him anxiously.

"I think Mr. He should be driving just now, so I didn't call you," the secretary walked over to report to him, "Mr. Yu has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Come in." He Zhi approached the office, and the detector recognized it. The door of He Zhi's chip opened to both sides.

He sat on the seat and motioned them to sit down with his eyes. The vice leader of the testing department sat down, raised his head and looked at the secretary, and spoke to Ji Mao about the emergency that occurred in the testing department in the morning.

After going to work at 8 o’clock this morning, the testers followed the shift schedule to test the game on their own machine. They found that the game deck with the number plate TL8 could not be opened, and the minister did not see anyone, so he had to find a colleague from the maintenance department. Came to fix it, and finally opened it twenty minutes ago, and as a result, the head of the testing department lay inside.

He Zhi frowned and asked: "Did you give first aid?"

"The paramedics just arrived," the secretary said. "Sent to the medical cabin for an examination. The report said everything was normal, but the person was still in a coma, so he was sent to the hospital."

He Zhi nodded and said that he knew it, and let the secretary take care of it all. Then he left the vice leader alone, let him sit across from him, and said that there was something to ask him.

The vice leader wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The door behind him was closed by the secretary, and he was very nervous. Their game testing department is a group of otakus, and they are not strong enough to withstand pressure. He is considered good, otherwise he will not be the vice leader, but let him face him alone. For He Zhi, he was still a little scared.

He Zhi has a bad temper and scolds people at every turn. The company is afraid of him, especially the employees in the game testing department. Because the test of the TL8 cabin has been unable to pass recently, which affected the game process, when He Zhi was negotiating abroad, he arrested all the testing staff for a video conference in the middle of the night and scolded him for half an hour.

Now that he is in the same room with He Zhi himself, the psychological pressure of the vice leader is already critical. Even if he asks him to go home and have a passbook with his wife, he dare not say anything.

"Did you go first last night?" He Zhi asked after taking a sip of coffee.

The vice leader immediately nodded and answered quickly: "No one has been able to clear the game cabin numbered TL8. The team leader has reported many inspections. The colleagues in the maintenance team did not see the problem. I asked the program department to look at it a few days ago but did not identify any clue. Last night I and leader worked overtime, but my wife called me our son had a fever, so I return first."

"Last night after I finished the game at nine o'clock, I left and let Liu Yue try again." He Zhi put his hand on the table, touched his fingers, and said casually, "What is so special about TL8? Have you tested it yourself?

" I measured twice," " TL8 Jimmy is very different. " "

"Oh?" he narrowed his eyes, staring at the vice leader, "where is the difference? "

The vice leader pondered memorized three times after reading the first sentence of "How to Talk to the Boss" that he just read a few days ago, "Speak to the boss with a sincere brief, reasonable and well-founded", then slowly said: "Jimmy of TL8, we call him Xiao Ji."

The company’s game testing department has a total of fifteen game pods. The games in each game pod are slightly different. It is now in the first test stage. It is similar to a small-scale test. The test group searches for loopholes and votes for the best. Games that meet the public's aesthetics will be tested more refined.

"Each protagonist in the game cabin has an alias?" He Zhi interrupted the vice leader and asked him.

The reason why Ji Mao calls himself Ji Mao, is it a transliteration of Jimmy?

"Not all," the deputy minister shook his head. "In fact, in this RPG game, the characters are very templated. The others are called Jimmy1, Jimmy2, and only the TL8 cabin we call him Xiao Ji."

He Zhi nodded, motioned for him to continue.

The vice leader took a sip from the water glass, and then said: "He has a smell. I entered the TL8 test twice, and every time I feel it is different."

"Why is it different?" He Zhi put down the pen in his hand, his body lean forward.

"Xiao Ji has to be something special, I can't describe it very well, but when I enter the game in the TL8 cabin, I can clearly feel that I am a person outside of Xiao Ji's world, and I am observing him, he was also observing me," the vice leader recalled, "Xiao Ji's personality is very cool. I have discussed with a few colleagues. When we were shot at the end, he didn't respond much, but he was not bad...Yes. He was designed by Xiao Shen, who has left the program department. Xiao Shen is very detailed. Most of the characters evaluated in the previous two games were designed by him."

He Zhi took a pen and wrote on the paper. "Shen", and then asked the deputy minister: "Is it so special?"

"Mr. He, you have only played this version of TL8, you may not have deep feelings," the deputy minister shook his head, "He is too human. I have been playing games for so many years, this is the first time I have encountered this.

"Mr. He, you also know that our game has an anti-addiction mechanism, which isolates some of the interaction between users and characters, and The Last Day is a game that comes with the game cabin. The main purpose of the design is to show our customers. The function of the game cabin, the skill requirements of the game are very low, and most of the time I had to choose.

"In addition, the RPG game logic is simple. In order to take care of the customer experience, the dialog of the game is extracted from the database to ensure that it will not be the same every time. The database is privately produced by the programmer, the other fourteen cabins replied the same, except for Xiao Ji.

"Xiao Ji doesn't like to talk, but when he talks to me, I think he really looks like a person. So every time I didn’t pass the customs successfully, I was convinced that I was also unsuccessful. You know, I am a straight man after all, and I have a family. To make me chase a man—"

"Okay," He Zhi interrupted him.Drew a horizontal line under the recorded Xiao Shen, and issued an expulsion order, "You go out."

The vice leader also felt that he had said too much, so he shut up and walked out slightly.

He Zhi waited for him to close the door and called the secretary on the inside line, asking him to call up the Jimmy program design director of the program department in charge of the TL8 game cabin. And then find out where the TL8 program backup is, and find a game compartment to help him put it in.

Hanging up the phone, he looked at the word "Xiao Shen" on the white paper, and wrote another Xiao Ji on the side.

Xiao Ji.

Cool, not bad, you are observing him, and he is also observing you. Such a Ji Mao, why did he just look at He Zhi?

He Zhi drew a hook on the side of Xiao Ji, and the secretary knocked on the door then came in.

"Mr. He, the Director of the Program Department and the Director of the Testing Department have a very good relationship. I heard that the leader was in a coma this morning, so I asked for leave to visit him," the secretary finished, and glanced at He Zhi, and said with some embarrassment. "The TL8 program backup should be in the computer of the resigned Shen Shun, and there should be several versions of burned backups, but... his computer can't be turned on, and the backup can't be found."

He Zhi stared at him blankly. Just when the secretary thought He Zhi was going to tell him to fuck off, He Zhi opened his mouth and said, "I see, go out." "

He Zhi is the only one left in the big office.

He Zhi stared at the paper in front of him, thinking of the person who told him about the plot of the idol drama in the morning, and started sitting on pins and needles again.

He put his pen aside and checked the time. It was almost eleven o'clock, and he hesitated for a while after picking up the communicator and dialing the home phone.

Sure enough, it was the worker who picked it up. He Zhi asked her, "You haven't left?"

The first time the worker received a call from He Zhi asking her about not go home at this time, and could not figure out his intentions, she said that she had just finished the work.

"Let Ji Mao answer the phone." He Zhi coughed and ordered.

"Ji Mao...who is it?" the worker asked hesitantly.

He Zhi was stunned and said, "Forget it, you go back first."

The worker looked at the mop placed aside, hung up the phone in the mist, put away the cleaning tools, and left He Zhi's house.

He Zhi calmed down, pinched his watch and waited for ten minutes before calling home. This time, Ji Mao finally answered it.

He Zhi almost thought that Ji Mao ran away by himself, and asked him aggressively, "Where are you?" "I'm at your house," Ji Mao said calmly, "Otherwise, how could I answer your call."

"I just called. Why don't the workers know who you are?" He Zhi asked in a low voice while holding a pen in his hand and scratching the paper.

Ji Mao was quiet for a while, and said truthfully: "I can't cover my arms, I don't want to be seen, so I went to your attic, that the workers didn't come up."

When He Zhi didn't speak, Ji Mao enlivened the atmosphere. He opened the wall and said to He Zhi: "You don't trust me too much."

"That's because you can do too much." He Zhi quoting Ji Mao's words, and the other half was sincere. He hasn't cleared up the relationship with Ji Mao, even if it is clear, he still wants to know where Ji Mao is all the time.

"It's a lot, but I haven't finished watching "Flowers and Butterflies"." Ji Mao replied absent-mindedly, the voice of someone talking on his side, the idol drama has not yet finished.

This time it was not a quarrel. There was a man and a woman on the other side, and there was a sensational soundtrack, which sounded very nauseous.

He Zhi just heard that the Deputy Director of the Testing Department finished Jimmy, and now he wanted to see Ji Mao, and wanted to start a video with Ji Mao.

Ji Mao was immersed in the fluffy plot, spoke carelessly, and only pressed the video button when He Zhi repeatedly asked.

After a few seconds, the edge of Ji Mao's sleeve and a small half of his wrist appeared on the screen of He Zhi.

Ji Mao leaned on the edge of the table, his arm rubbed against the edge of the camera, and he didn't look right.

He Zhi forced him to stand back for a while. Ji Mao obediently backed up a few steps, and his upper body finally appeared in the lens. However, he still didn't look at the camera, his eyes were glued to the wall.

He watched Ji Mao, he silent for a while listening to love the drama, before asking: "What do you plan to read?"

"Not going to do," Ji Mao said slowly. On one side, one hand is hanging down naturally, the other hand is holding the wireless communicator, and the lips move slightly when speaking.

His eyebrows are so gentle and sweet, if you don't listen carefully to the content of his words, you will think that he is talking to someone.

"I will go home for dinner at night." He Zhi stared at the screen and suddenly announced.

Ji Mao was stunned on the other end, glanced at the camera, "Oh", and said dryly: "But I can't cook."

"The chef will come over in the afternoon." He Zhi tried to slow down his tone. He really doesn't know how to speak well.

He Zhi didn't have a cook machine at home, because his mother was a recessive affirmative and was willing to hire lower-level labor.

"Don't go to the attic anymore. If you're afraid of people seeing it, find a coat in my closet." He Zhi said.

"Your coat for me," When Ji Mao's TV series ended the ending song, he turned off the TV, turned to the screen, hugged his arms to watch He Zhi and asked He Zhi, "will it be a bit big?"

"It doesn't matter if you can wear it." He Zhi said.

Ji Mao glanced at him and said, "You can stay in the attic."

"What can I do?" He Zhi was glimpsed by him and his heart moved. He decided to kill Ji Mao's hobby of staying in the attic in the cradle. "I will lock the attic when I come back."

"Will the chef asked me who I am?" Ji Mao asked casually, he left the camera range, as if opening the door, and walking outside, the ambient sound became wider.

"She won't ask," He Zhi listened carefully to the voice on the other end, and wanted to ask Ji Mao what he did when he opened the door, but when asked, he seemed to be interfering with Ji Mao, so he had to say, "I'm telling you, you don't need to hide."

Ji Mao said "um" on the other side, and said nothing.

He Zhi waited for a while, and Ji Mao asked him softly: "Is there anything else?"

"When will your chip arrive?" He Zhi searched for a topic for a long time before squeezing out a sentence.

"Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow," Ji Mao sighed and asked He Zhi, "What the hell do you want to say?"

He Zhi wanted to ask Ji Mao about what happened last night. He was still thinking about the wording when Ji Mao said again: "Nothing is wrong with me. Hang up."

He Zhi was blocked by Ji Mao, but it was never too late to say it at night, so he was willing to say goodbye to Ji Mao.