Chapter 210: Dumplings, complimentary eyes, Happy New Year.

When I woke up, Xiaochi Chi was too lazy to get up and dawdled in bed.

When they finished their mission yesterday and returned to their space, it was nearly midnight.

Xiaochi Chi with time stop cloud body drinking wine, the afternoon to run an hour of horse, and detach from the body is a matter of great effort, just returned to the space, so sleepy and fell asleep.

When he woke up, he remembered his promise with Ying Lou.

Then he decided decisively to sleep a little more.

Xiaochi Chi closed her eyes and pretended to sleep when she heard someone pushing on the door.

Ying Lou is wearing Fengmian Yu's face, leaning against the door in her housecoat.

The light and shadows thrown in outside the door softened his face.

He gazed at the silent dumpling on the bed for a long time, smiled silently, knocked on the door, and said, "It's time to eat."

He returned to the living room, heard the faint sound of washing from the bedroom, took off his clothes, changed into the standard white clothes and black pants, and went to the closet to pick a dress, waiting at the door.

Xiaochi Chi, who had been milling around inside for a while, also sensed that something was wrong and stuck his head out: "Where's the rice?"

Ying Lou put a thin scarf around his neck: "According to the festival calendar of the main god space, today is the New Year. I'll take you out to eat."

"Where to?"

"Go back to the main god space."

Xiaochi Chi raised one eyebrow: "Where are your brain flowers."

Ying Lou replied: "Not in. I heard that there were more safety incidents within the system recently, and he was called to the headquarters to do an inspection. He will be gone for about three or four days."

Got it. There is no tiger in the mountain, monkeys have a party.

Dissecting Xiaochi Chi's body data took some time.

About half an hour later, Xiaochi Chi's spiritual body was transformed by Ying Lou into a transparent data, a tiny one, and put into her front breast pocket.

Ying Lou then woke up the transmission device.

Then, Ying Lou was stopped outside the inspection device.

Ying Lou was not intercepted because of her Fengmian Yu face.

According to Ying Lou, there is also a man in their system who loves to dress up as a woman of all colors for trips, and the trips are always smooth.

1209, the IT guy in charge of security screening, was a bit of a meek man who stopped in front of Ying Lou and spread his hands out, "61, take out what's in your front breast pocket."

Ying Lou lifted a hand and stroked her forehead: "There's nothing there."

1209 look around, revealing a difficult look, lowered his voice and said: "61, usually forget it. The two of us are what relationship, let you entrain something in is nothing. But you do not know, since the boss's office was bombed, in and out of the goods to check especially strict. You have something outside the body, the system also put the abnormal information on record, if I can not find the prohibited items, the boss came back to check down ......"

"There really isn't." Ying Lou spread his hands, "If you don't believe me, you come and check."

1209 sighed, "61, cooperate."

He reached into the front pocket of Ying Lou's shirt.

Just as his finger entered it, a light shot up from Ying Lou's pocket and shot straight to the dome, sending layers of ripples through the data dome.

A firework exploded in the air, like a giant transparent blue jellyfish, a circle of bright images is a dazzling corona, set in the outer layer, slowly swinging away, beautiful to the heart.

Many systems saw the scene and there were cheers coming in.

1209 When he was in a daze, Ying Lou bowed his head and gave a gentlemanly bow: "Good work, happy new year."

Farther and farther away from the monitoring point, Ying Lou's ears Xiaochi Chi's voice: "A fire in the morning, the police station in the afternoon."

Ying Lou raised his hand and touched the forehead of the transparent villain sitting on his right shoulder: "The dome is made of data, it won't catch fire easily."

Xiaochi Chi was poked to lean back and look to the sky, only to see the hall a pure white, like a snow-white ice field, countless employees dressed in white and black pants come and go, but in mid-air there are countless light blue beams shuttle into a network, like a comet tail.

Xiaochi Chi was curious: "What are these blue lights?"

Ying Lou says, "It's the flow of information."

"Why is it blue?"

"It was 089 who suggested the design." Ying Lou smiled, "...... New Year's skin."

Xiaochi Chi has always heard of 089, but never seen it, so I thought it must be a wonderful person.

After he was led into a room by Ying Lou, resumed his normal form and met 089, he stared at his face for more than ten seconds before turning his head to look at Ying Lou, who was walking towards the kitchen with her sleeves rolled up, with a sense of realization.

...... He brought himself here, and probably told himself that he has been with him since that world of Winter Song.

089 is sitting at the table, holding an apple in his right hand and playing chess with a tablet in his left.

Seeing the visitor, he easily leapt off the table and grabbed a piece of paper to wipe his hands, with a smile in his eyes: "Yo, here you are."

Xiaochi Chi greeted him with a deliberate look in his eyes, "089."

089 darted a flirtatious eye at Ying Lou's back: "If you're not used to calling me by my number, you can call me by my first name. My name is Feihong Ji."

Xiaochi Chi smiled when she heard the name: "...... hmm."

089 put down the tablet, on it was a game of Go against the computer, seventy-eight consecutive wins.

He cleared the record and casually tossed the tablet onto the couch, "Sit down."

023 poked his head out of the kitchen, greeted Xiaochi Chi, and then said to 089, "Serve the vinegar."

Xiaochi Chi has played with both 089 and 023, but this is the first time he has formally met with them.

023 is a senior albino with snow-white hair, skin, eyebrows, and eyelashes, and deep, narrow, almost European-shaped eyes with a pale hue and an oddly pale blue iris.

Xiaochi Chi did not show any surprise at his appearance, which was not quite the same as that of a normal person, and raised his hand to greet him.

089 soon returned with the vinegar: "Did 61 tell you about 23?"

"No." Xiaochi Chi replied in a natural manner, "White eyelashes, quite handsome."

089 looked at him and gave a rather grateful smile.

Before they arrived, 023 had already wrapped many dumplings stuffed with pork and shepherd's purse, and waiting for Ying Lou to come to the table made it significantly more efficient. Ying Lou wrapped fifty mackerel dumplings, fifty crab dumplings, fifty cucumber and shrimp dumplings, and then chose two of the many white, fat, noodle-smelling dumplings and wrapped them with two peanuts to isolate the detection.

While waiting for the dumplings to cook, 089 and Xiaochi Chi chatted.

089 nudged toward the kitchen, "He and I, and 61, and you, are from the same world line. And we came in backwards and forwards, so we became friends as soon as we came in."

"You and 61 are from the North, I am from the South, 23 he is from abroad, with a quarter of Eastern European origin. He had the disease from the fetus, his eyes had only 0.1 vision, it was hard to read the E at the top of the vision chart, and he couldn't see the sun or get a sun tan. The family soon had a second child. Perhaps in their opinion, the second child is healthy and lively, but how I look at it, it's 23 is a little better. He was never afraid of his fate, not inferior, not timid, always thinking, grow up to develop their own game."

If it weren't for his congenital heart disease, he wouldn't have gone so early, just after submitting his first game design, and died soundlessly in his room.

For 023, who grew up in a small, closed circle, death means nothing more than moving from one room to another.

What's more, in this new room, he can play games.

089 was born with a protective elder mentality, so when he met 023, he paid extra attention to him.

He later found out that this was completely unnecessary.

"The ancient Indians had a very romantic saying that albinos were children from the moon." 089 looked at 023's busy back with a smile in his voice and a light in his eyes, the kind of admiration and fondness that screams, "You say, how can a so-called genetic blunder blunder produce such a good one."

023 was in the kitchen and couldn't hear what was being said outside, but could only hear 089 bla bla bla, raising his voice to admonish him, "Just talk! Come here and peel the garlic."

089 woke up from his lover's eyes that could come out of the west, bent his eyes, and responded, "Got it."

As 089 peels garlic, Xiaochi Chi stares at him and asks, "So, your boss gave him good eyes?"

089 paused, looked up at Xiaochi Chi and smiled, "No way. Our boss is very stingy, because 23 has bad eyes, that's why he asked 23 to guard the light brain that needs the least eyes."

Xiaochi Chi looked at 023 and estimated the distance between him and the counter when he was chopping vegetables. It didn't look like he had bad eyesight, and by the way he looked just now, it didn't look like he was wearing contact lenses.

He looked at 089 again.

His eyes are beautiful, but the one with the teardrop looks really odd.

...... from Xiaochi Chi after entering the door, he observed several times, 089 that eye did not turn, and the pupil is surrounded by a layer of light blue circle of light, look carefully, can see the traces of data flow.

This trace is the same as the one in the right eye of Cai Fang's 023, which is poking its head out.

......089 gave one of his eyes to 023.

089 puts the garlic cloves into a clean bowl and asks 023, "How many to peel?"

023 responded from afar: "Just you eat. You love to eat as much as you can peel."

089 peeled one, soaked it in vinegar, and looked up to Xiaochi Chi and said, "Garlic has a hundred advantages, but only the eyes are harmful."

Xiaochi Chi thought about it for a moment, and with a shallow tease of his mouth, did not ask him if he wanted to take good care of his eyes for 023.

089 is too smart to talk to him, picking things out too clearly, but not interesting.

The warm aroma of cooked dumplings came from the kitchen, and plates of dumplings were passed onto the table. Ying Lou is still banging away in the kitchen, frying vegetables.

089, who was in charge of setting the plates, said, "It was my idea to call you here."

Xiaochi Chi set out the dishes in one set, "Hmm?"

089 said, "I just need to shake 500 more numbers and I'll be done working."

Xiaochi Chi's fingers stopped and a chopstick rolled down on the table.

089 looked at him with slight surprise.

Xiaochi Chi looked as normal, picked up her chopsticks and put them back in place, "Ah, so how long will it take?"

089 said: "Three months if fast. If slow, about six months. The next year, I will not be able to accompany 23 and 61 to spend, and I do not know what you and 61 plan to do in the future, and whether we can see each other again, so I thought we would get together in advance. We are on staff and cannot go out without a report, so we can only ask 61 to bring you in."

089 added, "At full count, 23 still has two years before the end of the mission, and I have two years to prepare."

Xiaochi Chi asked, "Preparing for what?"

089 came close to Xiaochi Chi and whispered, "Don't you tell him. When I return to the present world, I'm going to build a villa underground and give it to 23, so he can do what he wants to do in it."

023 can't see Sun, so 089 is willing to play a cottage down and make a comfortable mole's nest to feed 023.

After hearing his wish, Xiaochi Chi said, "Don't you want to stay with him for two more years? If you stay here and work for nothing, your stingy brain flower will agree, right?"

089 waved a hand: "What our boss looks like, I know clearly. Give him a day of work, will eat a day of loss. Besides, he doesn't hire short-term workers. It's better to stay away from him as soon as possible."

Xiaochi Chi lowered her eyes, "Well, that's good."

089 gave another reason for his desire to be human: "And yeah, there is no intimacy mode between AI and each other. In the main god space, any transgressive move below the neck is forbidden."

Xiaochi Chi, with a thought in mind, reached out and patted 089 on the shoulder to show his understanding.

089 also smiled back with two shots.

Ten minutes later, three systems and one person were sitting around the table.

089 raised his glass, tapped the bottom of the glass on the table, and said, "Happy New Year."

The other three glasses were raised and clinked together at the same time.

Xiaochi Chi and 023 were served with dumplings wrapped in peanuts, a symbol of good luck.

Peanut is added to the anti-detection code.

...... Ying Lou made an unobtrusive mark on the surface of her own peanut dumpling and pinned it to Xiaochi Chi.

089, on the other hand, added a peanut nut to each of 023's dumplings and was hit in the head with chopsticks by 023, who thought he had gotten lucky.

Seemingly spurred on by Ying Lou's fireworks, the systems wrote fireworks codes in twos and threes to be set off outside.

Until nightfall, the sound of fireworks outside also remained uninterrupted.

As Xiaochi Chi had expected, Ying Lou let him rest on a single bed in his dormitory in the main space.

Ying Lou has always been very good at restraining her desires.

He just wants Xiaochi Chi to know that he is not the older brother next door that he thought he was, but he also doesn't want Xiaochi Chi to carry that "date" joke that affects the quality of his rest.

Ying Lou tucked Xiaochi Chi's quilt up a bit and planned to go to the floor to bunk.

But just as he was about to get up, the corner of his coat was pinched by Xiaochi Chi.

Xiaochi Chi said, "Come along."

Ying Lou's heart skipped a few beats: "You don't feel bad?"

Xiaochi Chi blurted out, "The bed is big."

The bed is not big at all, two men have to sleep on their sides to lie down, Xiaochi Chi in the inside, Ying Lou in the outside.

They were back to back, and after a long silence, Xiaochi Chi suddenly spoke, "Brother Lou."

Because of the secrecy system, Ying Lou could not respond to his call, so she listened quietly.

Xiaochi Chi said, "Let's go on a mission tomorrow."

Ying Lou was a little surprised: "Not two more days of rest?"

Xiaochi Chi thought a lot about it.

He thought about what 089 had said to him today, about 089's expectations of that underground villa, about 009 who came to beg for dumplings today, about the secret that Zuoshan Ji had investigated and that only he knew.

But the words came to me with a simple, "I want to finish our mission quickly."