Chapter 236: Birthway, One Dream, Happy Summer Vacation.

After the launch event, Xiaochi Chi was invited to a dinner party.

The people present at the dinner are not of low status, and between the goblets and chips, everyone is getting close to him for various reasons, without moving.

Someone asked, "What are Mr. White's next plans, do you want to enter the national research department, specializing in the study of psychics?

Xiaochi Chi, holding his glass, said politely, "Thank you, I do need an institute for psychics, with a paleontology institute, preferably in a remote location, on an island, deep in the mountains or something like that, where I can be free from disturbance, but also meditate on ...... By the way, if I can see the stars, that would be The best."

Anyi Bai is an average drinker, and after a few glasses of bubbly, she was already tipsy.

The organizers sent a good car to take him back to the hotel where he was staying.

The last two psychics also sent a "safe home" notification before throwing the phone onto the carpet, pulling the covers off, and falling asleep.

Ying Lou reminded him, "It's not comfortable to sleep with your clothes on. Get up and take them off."

Xiaochi Chi slept unconscious with the blanket on his back.

Ying Lou let out a sigh and landed on the ground in his form, just before he was about to take his hand outside the quilt and tuck it in for him, another hand appeared out of nowhere and pressed against his.

" Anyi Bai" said, "I'll do it."

Ying Lou : "I'll do it."

" Anyi Bai" said, " Anyi Bai he is not used to being touched."

Ying Lou doesn't back down at all: " Chi Xiao is not used to it either."

The result of the bilateral consultation was that "Anyi Bai" was responsible for tucking in the blanket while Ying Lou was responsible for dismantling the clothes directly from his body.

...... Xiaochi Chi finally got a good night's sleep in the sky.

Three days of fighting, calculating, nearly a month of hiding, mediation, and finally reached a happy ending, was a matter of rejoicing.

But " Anyi Bai " is still hard to avoid regret.

He said, "It's cheap for those two hundred and fifty people who engage in discrimination."

Ying Lou sat at the head of the bed and looked down at Xiaochi Chi : "Didn't we discuss that disclosing the existence of the spores was the best way known so far."

If the existence of spores is concealed, Anyi Bai can indeed become the world's most powerful psychic with the help of spores.

But the price he paid was an endless and prolonged hunt, and the fully foreseeable world-class turmoil of:

Spore if this development continues, less than three years, more than five years, the number of psychics once completely dominant, in the face of years of oppression and discrimination, the fact that the tortured psychics will do to ordinary people, can be imagined.

In Xiaochi Chi's words, it's a pain in the ass. Instead of doing this, we should just come out and be the benefactor of all mankind.

Xiaochi Chi and Ying Lou have experienced discrimination in the second world.

Sexual orientation, geography, and people of color are all targets of discrimination.

At the root of discrimination's existence is a natural sense of superiority and a lack of awareness.

Now, Xiaochi Chi's shovel has loosened the very foundation on which the discriminators rely.

--If a colorist knows that he or she will one day slowly change color, or a geographically discriminated person knows that he or she may move to a place he or she now despises, or a sexist person knows that he or she will one day wake up in the arms of someone of the same sex, even if the discrimination still exists, they will at least have the presence of mind to learn about them. The object of misogyny that they once didn't even bother to spend time on.

And understanding is the first step to achieving equal dialogue.

"Foolishness is a sin, but not a sin to death." Ying Lou said softly, "Even though five years have passed, it is good that it can still be redeemed."

" Anyi Bai" looked at the person on the bed, pondered for a long time, then suddenly asked, "His name is Xiaochi Chi ?"

Ying Lou didn't quite understand what he meant, but replied, "Yes."

"How old are you?"

"26 years old at the time of the accident. It's not easy to say now."

"High school dropout, shrewd, smart and calculating, but game operation is a mess ......"

"Anyi Bai" combed through all the messages related to Xiaochi Chi these days and wanted to try to remember this person.

Because he had a feeling that Xiaochi Chi would pull out at any time when he reached this point.

For the first time in his life, he wanted to try to remember another person besides Anyi Bai: "...... career?"

Ying Lou replied, "Actors."

"Acting ......"

Anyi Bai" was surprised by this answer, but also had a feeling of "that's true".

He really didn't know what to say, so he had to laugh and say, "I have to say, he played Xiao Bai Zi, he really didn't act very well, he didn't look like it at all."

"It's never Anyi Bai he's playing." Ying Lou lifted his eyes, his voice gentle, but on the mark, "...... is you."

Given the character of the real Anyi Bai, it would be too difficult for him to cope with the killings, or with the interviews, cross-examinations and questions.

On the contrary, both the former and the latter, are the strong points of " Anyi Bai ".

Therefore, from the very beginning, Xiaochi Chi intentionally and unintentionally imitated the character of "Anyi Bai", and left enough room for the real Anyi Bai.

A small island, a distant mountain, a paleontological institute equipped with a full set of resources, and a sky full of stars.

This is the best place to heal the pain.

Xiaochi Chi invited Anyi Bai to stay in, but he quietly covered the door.

At some point, " Anyi Bai" disappeared.

Ying Lou sat by Xiaochi Chi's bedside from dawn until darkness fell, until Xiaochi Chi under the covers let out a long, soothing breath, and then he withdrew his form and rejoined his body.

Xiaochi Chi After gradually waking up, he stared at the pitch-black ceiling and said, "...... Lou, let's go."

Ying Lou knew he had plans to leave, but he didn't expect it to be so soon: "Okay. Then let's go back and rest."

"It's not rested." Xiaochi Chi climbed to his feet, "Let's go to the next world."

"Is ...... in such a hurry?"

Xiaochi Chi asked rhetorically, "How many more missions does 089 have?"

Ying Lou thought it was a bit unusual for Xiaochi Chi to be so bent on speed: "Something to do with him?"

"Just asking." Xiaochi Chi noticed the honey water for relieving alcohol on the bed, and took the back of his hand to touch the wall of the cup, the water was still warm, "...... for me?"

To this day, Ying Lou's warmth in the smallest detail is still too much for Xiaochi Chi to accept in peace.

After receiving the affirmative answer, Xiaochi Chi just held the water cup tightly, sip by sip, one hand unconsciously protect, as if afraid that someone snatched his cup away, look Ying Lou both heartbroken and a little funny: "089...... I went back to the main god system yesterday, I heard that he I heard that he was transferred by the Lord God to work overtime for other systems, the task was completed well, there are still more than 300, almost 400 numbers will be able to end the work. What else is wrong?"

"There's one more." Xiaochi Chi drained the honey water: "Our last world, long?"

Ying Lou shook his head, "I'm not sure about that."

He wished Xiaochi Chi could have stayed here and in the last world longer.

According to his contract with the Lord God, after completing the contract with Xiaochi Chi, he has to take one more host and complete 10 worlds before he can return to the world with Xiaochi Chi in it.

......10 worlds is just too long.

Despite this thought, Ying Lou prefers to respect Xiaochi Chi's choice.

Since he wants to be fast, he'll be fast.

After obtaining Ying Lou's consent, Xiaochi Chi let Qingguang Jiao's remorse value, which had been rising wildly since the morning, rise to the top and successfully dock with the system to receive the transmission.

As his consciousness was fading, he saw " Anyi Bai" standing at the bathroom door.

The man who had always acted cold-hearted and cold-hearted, bent down and bowed to him silently.

Before Xiaochi Chi could respond, his consciousness slipped into the boundless depths of the ocean.

......

Host code：1198

Host Name: Xiaochi Chi

World difficulty level rating: S grade

World completion: 100

Host status assessment: all functions are good and stable, ready for transmission.

Total entropy value obtained: 5310 (below average 6110)

......

The regular monthly meeting of the System Master God is held at the end of the month on time.

When the main gods teleported from their respective main god spaces and walked in twos and threes towards the general conference room, the main god of the Rebirth System, a young man with a single dimple, saw the back of a familiar person appear ahead of him, and his originally shriveled spirit could not help but shake: "Jag attack! Scum attack--"

A man with a bored face and a clear, pale face turned back and said impatiently, "Don't call me that."

The young young Lord God ignored his coldness and came up to inquire, "That last mission, how did it go? Did anyone take it?"

The man's lips, which were too sharp because they were too thin, were coldly pursed: "Which one?"

"Nobody wants that ah." The young little host god walked up to him, walking backwards, small mouth blazing, "I still remember it now, the task commissioner surnamed white, not very old, but that task difficulty ...... good guys, revenge system smacked death possibility is too high, will endanger the host and the personal safety of the system, refused to take; the great escape The system is unknown because of the task force, hanging there for months and no one to take. I heard that you took it?"

The man did not want to talk much: "Well,"

"Fierce man. How dare you touch this hot potato?" The young master god tried to enquire about more interesting gossip to enrich his uninteresting life, "Besides, that mission doesn't overlap much with your scope of business, right, why did you think of taking such a job for yourself?"

The man's lips picked disdainfully, and it looked a bit shady: "We have capable people in the system, and he has taken it."

The young master god was surprised: "Someone really dares to take it? Yes, how is the situation?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, the man's face became extremely subtle. Not like anger, but even less about joy.

He said briefly, "...... solved it."

Naturally, the young master god was not satisfied with such a bland answer: "What do you mean by solved? Did he really manage to get out of that consciousness world?"

"More than that." The man said with a leathery smile, "He made the people of that world accept the existence of the shifter."

The young young Lord God's deer eyes glazed over: "...... How is this possible?"

"It's more than that." The man skimmed, getting angrier as he spoke, "The state didn't want him, and gave him the highest honor, allocating him an island to focus on the secrets of psychic powers and evolution. He has a new love interest and a new life ......"

...... That is indeed a very beautiful and simple new life.

The sea is invisible, incomparable and simple," said Duras in his "The Lover.

This simplicity seems to be a compensation for Anyi Bai's past injuries.

But only Anyi Bai and "Anyi Bai" know who got this compensation for them.

The island is equipped with more than seventy national researchers, an institute covering one square kilometer, two dormitories for researchers, and a huge single-family house, exclusively for Anyi Bai.

After a full day of work, Anyi Bai changed her clothes and prepared to leave work, only to remember that she had left a file in the employee lounge.

Cable TV is available in the staff lounge.

When he entered, a science program related to psychic powers was being shown on TV.

The moderator spoke eloquently: "Under the influence of the evolutionary theory proposed by Dr. Anyi Bai, several countries have abolished the 'collar', which was an insulting mark for the psychic, and replaced it with a bracelet to register information about the psychic. Under the new policy, there was a significant downward trend in the crime rate of the society. People have learned to respect ......" when every person who comes in front of them could be an Alter."

He had just picked up the file when one of the researchers called out to him, "Boss."

Anyi Bai looked up: "Well?"

His voice was gentle, but the researcher was bluffed.

Who in the Institute does not know that the President is unpredictable, temperament is good when it is good, sometimes it is cold and lonely very high, the extremes of good and bad temperament, simply like two people.

Coupled with the fact that his psychic ability is the highest known level, level 3S, who dares to treat him disrespectfully?

The researcher stammered a bit and said, "I have some things at home, my mother is not very well lately and was hospitalized yesterday, so I would ...... like to take three days off and follow the ship that came to deliver the supplies. You see ......"

Anyi Bai said readily, "Sure, of course I have to go back to my family. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me. If you want to renew your leave, just call me and tell me."

The researcher's mind was relieved.

...... had a lucky day and ran into the good-natured Anyi Bai.

He paused and still couldn't hold back: "Boss, I heard one more thing. It has to do with you."

Anyi Bai holds the document and stops to listen.

The researcher said, "It's not that I want to deliberately pry into your privacy, it's just that the story has spread too widely ......"

That's true. Anyi Bai has been one of the world's most valuable scholars ever since he demonstrated the role of spores in human evolution on volunteer experimenters.

For such a legendary figure killed from the slaughterhouse, people are naturally full of curiosity and can't wait to dig out his ancestral situation.

Only Anyi Bai is destined to disappoint the gossips.

Anyi Bai remains an orphan in the many available sources.

The so-called "cousin" Chi Jiang Yu, has been completely erased from people's memories, becoming a phantom that exists only in the hearts of two people.

Thinking about this, Anyi Bai was sad: "What is it, do you think?"

"It's that ex of yours ......" the researcher lowered his voice, "Before, he developed resistance like many extreme discriminators due to taking too much drugs that inhibit the production of class A globulin, I heard he is now trying to get drugs that stimulate globulin production, but he was dissuaded from the school because of the rather bad social impact he caused, and I hear he is now living ......"

Anyi Bai gave a "hmm", not very responsive.

The matter of Qingguang Jiao has hardly caused him any mood swings.

To be precise, this person has been dead in his mind since he was reported by Qingguang Jiao and sent to the institution.

The researcher was relieved to see his reaction was flat: "I just want to say, Dean White, such a person is not worth it. You're sure to meet someone better."

Anyi Bai winked and smiled warmly, "Thank you."

After sending off the researcher, who thanked him profusely, Anyi Bai returned to the villa.

The main course is the freshest sea urchin braised with sea shrimp, the best sea urchin is not fishy at all after treatment, it is extremely sweet, served on a wooden plate, drizzled with ginger sauce, and served with hand-battered pure eel fish smooth soup, one bite of fish is enough to soothe any tiredness.

Such a dinner, sumptuous and luxurious, think you know whose handiwork.

Anyi Bai understood, sat down obediently, ate a meal by himself in front of the mirror, went into the bathroom again, red-faced, looked in the mirror, and washed himself clean.

Wipe off the water droplets on the body, Anyi Bai, not wearing any clothes, stood in front of the mirror, wipe off the water mist on the mirror, will gently press the palm of the hand on the mirror surface.

Although this is not the first time Anyi Bai has done this, her face still can't help but burn.

He did not dare to look directly at the mirror and said in a small voice, "Long wait."

The five fingers that were close to him in the mirror moved violently and threateningly grabbed his hand, pulling him into his arms, and Anyi Bai was met uncontrollably with a warm and naked body.

The person in the mirror has a strong grip on his hand because of the lack of light and lack of blood, the other hand across his waist, only one arm will lift him up half and half.

He whispered in his ear, in a voice exactly like his, and the sound of the waves being blown in by the ocean breeze outside the window, against his ear, "...... Come on, let's go see the stars."

......

After listening to the man's simple narrative, the young master god is already dumbfounded: "Holy shit, your staff is awesome enough ah, this has to earn that Jiao Badan Wang a lot of regret value it, are enough to be excellent employees. No kidding, bring him to me at the end of the year. I'd like to see which way the gods, what looks like."

"Of course it's good. He did make me a lot of money this time." At the little Lord God's reminder, the man finally remembered the same happy thing, straightened a messy hair, and said slowly, "...... as long as he can come."

"What, he's graduating?"

"There is still one last world to go."

"So." The young young Lord God couldn't help but regret, "Isn't that quick?"

The man gave a rare smile, "That's not necessarily true. ...... It could be a long, long, long world."

Xiaochi Chi Immediately after accepting the teleportation, he chose to shake the number and enter the next world.

He fell from one deep sea, and into another.

After a vague sense of suffocation, consciousness gradually returned to clarity, he was like a fish floating on the surface of the water, with the distance to the surface of the water, the surrounding dark silence began to fade, a voice invaded his consciousness.

" Xiaochi Chi ......"

Xiaochi Chi hadn't heard his name called for a long time and wondered dimly who it was.

Is it Lou?

But in his memory, Lou rarely even called him by his first name ......

" Xiaochi Chi ."

When the voice sounded again, he regained possession of his limbs.

Xiaochi Chi could feel that he was in a sitting position, his head was resting on his arm, and his consciousness became a physical object, very heavy, falling on his head, calling him a little breathless.

" Xiaochi Chi!!!"

Xiaochi Chi woke up from his hallucinatory dream with a cry of anger and a slight stinging pain in the back of his head when he was hit by a small object.

He lifted his eyes and habitually called in his mind, "Six ......"

...... He couldn't say a word.

"Got, sleep pretty well, ah." The person on the podium knocked the blackboard eraser on the podium to scatter the dust, a face was dust puffed a cloud, " Xiaochi Chi , your parents spend money to send you is to school or to sit in the moon? The first time, you burn the bag is not it?"

Mr. Xu, Xu Zhiqiang, a junior high school physics teacher, gagged Xu Da Pants.

One summer, he came to class wearing a pair of jeans, spitefully talking about elasticity, and when the emotion was thick, he said, "Look, students, this is elasticity.

He did a high lift and set his leg up on the podium and tried to do a live teaching.

The result is a pants bang, pants 'crotch cracked, from then on the name Xu big pants.

The reason Xiaochi Chi is so impressive is that he is the one who gave him the nickname.

Xiaochi Chi's table is a very thin and short male, see him look at himself, immediately whispered to defend himself: "I do not blame me ah, old Xu called you so many times you can not hear ......"

Xiaochi Chi was at a loss.

Dream on, he thought.

To make sure he was dreaming, Xiaochi Chi lowered his head.

In the belly of the table lie basketball magazines and textbooks, the rusty hooks on the side of the table hang shoulder bags, the desktop is pasted with a small sticker left by the previous owner, the sticker of the man's face has been manually abraded, can not really see, only by the outline to confirm that it is a handsome man.

...... If this is really a dream, the Duke of Zhou is really a fucking detail person.

Xiaochi Chi began to take a closer look at herself.

He was wearing a loose blue and white school uniform like a pocket, sailor color scheme, long sleeves loosely pulled up to the elbows, revealing slender little arms and sharp thin elbow bones, the machine embroidered school logo was worn white, with two spikes of thread coming out of the head.

He crooked the top of his foot and clearly saw the black pattern on his right ankle bone.

Xiaochi Chi remembered that he was the second semester of the first year of the scampering a draw bud, the first semester of the second year of the new school uniform number to the second half of the semester and small, pants shortened a lot, he was not in a hurry to change, bought a cheap black tattoo stickers, the ordinary white socks cut short into the later immensely popular boat socks, with white board shoes, tattoo stickers on the exposed right ankle.

Little girls of this age are already gender conscious and often make a point of running in between classes, pointing and chattering outside the window in order to gather around a foot.

Xiaochi Chi knows he is handsome.

Which good-looking people are not complimented from childhood.

So he never hesitates to show his charm to others.

Xu Dazhang was still chattering away at him, but the words sifted through Xiaochi Chi's buzzing brain as he spun around.

His eyes could only see a face that had long been blurred in his memory, but now seemed unusually familiar.

He could only see the pile of "Happy Summer Vacation" of various subjects laid out in a corner of the table, with a picture of a smiling, mentally handicapped child, and had no idea why doing homework would make them so happy.

He could only see the corner of the blackboard that read "340 days until the midterm".

The blackboard around the number "340" was erased and whitened.

From the first day of Xiaochi Chi junior high school, the class teacher started counting down, with the pretense that she wanted everyone to develop a sense of nervousness.

340 days until midterm ......

Happy Summer Vacation", Summer Vacation ......

...... The summer of the second year of junior high school has not yet begun.

Xiaochi Chi grabbed his school bag and ran out of the classroom door.

Ignoring Mr. Xu's exasperated shouting behind him, Xiaochi Chi jumped down the stairs five steps at a time.

There was a voice in the back of his head that echoed faintly, but Xiaochi Chi didn't want to bother with it.

One may have fallen asleep in class and had an incredibly long precognitive dream of the future.

Future self, with a shiny appearance, respectable status, countless wealth, but only without Lou.

Now that the dream is awake, he's going to meet Lou.

"...... Chi Xiao!!!"

A voice in the back of his head finally pulled Xiaochi Chi's out-of-control sanity back on track a little.

Xiaochi Chi stood on the last step of the first floor of the school building, her hand shaking slightly as she carried her school bag.

Ying Lou's voice gentled when she stopped his pace: "What's wrong with you? Where are you going?"

Xiaochi Chi's perception sawed back and forth between reality and illusion as he pressed the base of his palm hard against his left eye, forcing himself to calm down: "...... Is this a mission?"

Ying Lou is quite incredible.

Ying Lou and Xiaochi Chi's teleportation had a slight mis-timing, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a classroom where he sat in the middle of the third row, with a handful of notes and a drawing of a puppy in front of him.

The teacher was talking in front of him, and he froze for a moment before remembering to make a conscious connection with Xiaochi Chi.

When he connected, he saw Xiaochi Chi, who had fled from the classroom like a madman.

"It's certainly a mission, how do you ......"

Ying Lou closed her notebook on the desk when the teacher asked everyone to take out their exercise books.

However, the two words on the name field on the cover of the notebook told him that he could not say a word.

" Ying Lou".