Finding that the previously used dream-making card had disappeared, Chi Xiaochi took another dream-making card from the warehouse, processed it in the same way, and put it back into the usage slot.
After finishing this job, Chi Xiaochi fell asleep to the sound of 061 reading, with the constant temperature warm water bag of Little Milk Leopard in his arms.
The little milk leopard was not very obedient, and climbed up and down on him for a while, and finally chose the nest on his chest, and spread out its limbs comfortably.
With this little ancestor in his arms, Chi Xiaochi slept soundly.
When he was awakened by it’s kiss early in the morning, Chi Xiaochi thought of dog meat in a daze.
Sometimes I play with dogs and play dead at home.
The dog meat is also loyal, it can’t see, so it puts its nose on itself, and when it finds that something is wrong, it immediately jumps on itself and jumps up and down, trying to force Chi Xiaochi to restart, almost kicking Chi Xiaochi to vomit blood.
Thinking of the past, he smiled slightly, held the little milk leopard in front of his eyes, pulled its front paws, wiped them with a wet towel, and kissed the soft plum blossom-shaped paw pads.
The little milk leopard was stunned.
The little guy who was quite thick-skinned before seemed to be shy and hid under the quilt.
Chi Xiaochi easily grabbed the little leopard out, put it by the side of the neck, and scraped the little leopard from its ears to the back with his fingertips, and pulled the little leopard out of the airplane ear.
The little milk leopard was rubbed over and over, its neck, eyebrows, and cheeks were rubbed all over, its meaty tail flicked back and forth, and it couldn’t help making a comfortable purr.
Chi Xiaochi was playing with the little leopard wholeheartedly, when 061 spoke.
There was a bit of strange patience in his voice: “Xiaochi.”
Chi Xiaochi’s thumb was stroking the underside of its fleshy belly repeatedly: “What are you doing?”
061: “…Get up, it’s time to cook.”
Chi Xiaochi picked up the milk leopard, buried his face in the little milk leopard’s furry belly, and took a deep breath.
061:”……”
Chi Xiaochi put the little milk leopard around his neck, and recommended it to 061: “Mr. Six, the leopard tastes really good when sucked.”
061 pressed his numb stomach, and said with a smile: “Really?”
Chi Xiaochi: “If you don’t believe me, come out and try.”
The little milk leopard hugged its own tail and licked it, indicating that the taste was average.
Chi Xiaochi heated up the pot, took out three fresh eggs, and threw them into boiling water to cook.
After washing up, He Wanwan brought Jing Yiming, who had just recovered from a serious illness, to watch Chi Xiaochi cook and warm up.
Chi Xiaochi glanced at the two small dumplings made of powder and jade, and took the initiative to talk to He Wanwan: “Do you want soft-boiled eggs or normal boiled eggs?”
He Wanwan replied in a soft voice: “Soft-boiled eggs.”
Jing Yiming asked: “Sister, what is a soft-boiled egg?”
He Wanwan stroked his hair maturely, and said, “My sister will tell you later.”
After finishing speaking, she turned to Chi Xiaochi again, and threw the question over unchanged: “Uncle Ding, what is a soft-boiled egg?”
Chi Xiaochi patiently answered the children’s [-] whys: “It’s an egg with an undercooked yolk.”
He Wanwan and Jing Yiming: “Oh—”
Jing Yiming raised his face and asked He Wanwan: “If you boil the eggs fully, will the eggs hurt?”
He Wanwan has long passed the age of worrying about this issue, but she still gently coaxed this much younger child: “It should be.”
Jing Yiming said in a milky voice, “Then I also want to eat soft-boiled eggs that won’t hurt.”
Chi Xiaochi turned his head, and just about to say something, he found that Jing Yiming was not wearing gloves, and had put his two little hands in his pockets, a small section of exposed skin was red from the cold.
Chi Xiaochi asked, “Where are your gloves?”
Jing Yiming replied obediently: “I just got up, but I didn’t find it.”
Chi Xiaochi didn’t even say to help people find it, but gloated first: “I’ll see if your mother doesn’t scold you hahahaha.”
061: “…” What kind of mudslide uncle is this.
As soon as this idea came to his mind, the little milk leopard he enshrined in his soul was delivered out on his stomach.
Chi Xiaochi’s tone was like that of a peddler selling water heaters on the overpass: “Hey, carry this, it’s warm.”
Jing Yiming accidentally picked up something soft and hot in his arms, and hugged the little milk leopard tightly with some difficulty. After observing it carefully for a while, he said pleasantly: “Ah, it’s the little leopard. I saw you in the picture book. “
… 061 was a little moved.
This is the first creature to recognize its identity without a label after it came to this world.
He Wanwan kindly explained to her younger brother: “This is a dog.”
Chi Xiaochi said without changing his face: “Nonsense, this is obviously a hand warmer.”
Jing Yiming, who had a fairly normal view of the world, suddenly fell into chaos.
061: …Alas.
The hand warmer is just a hand warmer, I can’t let Chi Xiaochi, an uncle, be swept away in front of the children.
He let Jing Yiming hold him in his arms, and dutifully cosplayed the hand warmer for half an hour. During the period, Jing Yiming stripped his fur and inspected it in various ways, trying to find out where its switch was.
When asking for the “hand warmer” to go back, Chi Xiaochi pinched the thin beard that had just sprouted from its mouth and asked, “Yiming, what is this?”
Jing Yiming said obediently: “Hand warmer.”
061: “…” Sin.
That being said, it is not good for children of this age to eat undercooked soft-boiled eggs.
Chi Xiaochi cooked noodles with the leftover mutton bone soup from two days ago, and served them hot to everyone, while eggs were placed in the woman’s bowl.
He steamed easy-to-digest children’s custard for the children, and he didn’t even forget to order sesame oil and chopped green onion on the custard.
While eating, he took the pen and paper in the lounge and began to draw the design of the original clay stove.
Halfway through the painting, he called: “Teacher Six, Teacher Six.”
061 responded gently: “Huh?”
Chi Xiaochi: “This is something for us to eat. We need to have snacks. Help me see how big the firewood stove should be, and how should the bellows be installed? When I was young, my parents and I went back to the hometown to visit relatives, and I remembered It’s sort of like that.”
061 said: “Let me see.”
While speaking, 061 did not stop calculating for a moment.
A few days ago, he used the Little Milk Leopard virus to bring down several base stations, but he never expected to use this improvised virus program to bring down the world’s AI.
When the virus was transmitted to an AI close to the core center, it was stopped, and a monitoring AI traced it all the way along its transmission path.
Although 061 has designed an anti-tracking function for the virus, what he is facing is a group of AI after all.
It took two days to find out, this is the limit of 061’s ability.
Not long after breakfast, his program was under siege, and countless AI viruses that were poisonous enough to destroy him continued to attack outside his firewall.
Fortunately, 061 saved his mind and locked his own positioning system immediately, at least blocking the possibility of them tracking Chi Xiaochi.
He hung up the internal line and sent a message to 023: “Jianghu emergency.”
023 seconds back: “No help.”
061: “Please write me a virus for 089.”
023: “He is the biggest virus in the world, do you want it?”
…and then there is no more text.
061 smiled, while dealing with those viruses, while waiting for 023’s reply.
About 30 seconds later, 023 went online again, but obviously the chat partner had changed.
Because the other side sent four loud words: “Dad is here!!”
If he hadn’t been besieged by the virus so hard that he couldn’t breathe, and he had to help Xiaoike set up a stove, 061 could have done the job with his own system.
After briefly explaining his requirements for the virus, 061 said, “15 minutes?”
089: “Take it in 10 minutes.”
061 laughed: “Thank you.”
After closing the chat window with 089, 061 quickly consolidated the firewall and solved the most ferocious viruses according to the data sent back by the firewall, while seriously discussing his stove with Chi Xiaochi: “The bellows should be installed on the right hand side of the firewood stove. The parameters can be measured at the beginning of construction, but where do you plan to transport the cement and sand from?”
Chi Xiaochi turned his pen around: “We have trucks, so we can’t transport anything.”
061 really liked his energetic appearance, and said with a smile: “Well, everything can be transported. But don’t forget to design a chimney for heat dissipation.”
Chi Xiaochi clapped his hands: “Oh, yes, Chimney.”
He looked down to draw the chimney.
Jing Yiming beside him looked out the window and suddenly called out: “Snow!”
It was snowing heavily outside, like goose feathers, swirling in pieces, covering the vertical and horizontal oil pipelines behind, making the whole world quiet.
Jing Yiming wanted to go out to play in the snow, but he had just recovered from his fever, so he could only curl up in his sleeping bag to rest obediently, but the child’s playful nature caused trouble, and his watery eyes were still staring outside.
Chi Xiaochi hugged his little milk leopard and drew sketches.
Jing Zihua was talking with the new big grandson and younger grandson brothers.
Parents held thermos cups filled with hot tea, discussing what to do in the future.
He Wanwan stood by Jing Yiming’s side.
Yan Lanlan put on her gloves and scarf and ran outside, planning to make a snowball for Jing Yiming to play with.
Yan Lanlan didn’t dare to go far, so she gathered a pile of snow by the house, planning to pinch two little rabbits, one big and one small, and give them to the two children to play with.
No one would have thought that this small service area would welcome an unexpected visitor at such a time.
Before it came close and spoke, Yan Lanlan didn’t even realize that something was approaching.
She was busy pinching out the snow rabbit’s ears, when she suddenly heard a sweet young voice coming from her feet: “Excuse me.”
Yan Lanlan shivered, and immediately looked down——
The visitor was a small mechanical guide dog.
It was made like a Samoyed, fluffy, but its size was really small, so small that the central AI didn’t bother to spend extra effort to force it to shut down.
A lot of snow has fallen on it, it looks a little bloated, and its description is a little embarrassed, but its attitude is very gentlemanly.
It raised its head and asked Yan Lanlan: “Miss, may I ask if you have seen a lady named Xu Jingyuan. She is eight years old this year, wearing a camel windbreaker, red leather shoes, a silver butterfly hairpin on her head, and big eyes. But poor eyesight.”
Yan Lanlan regained her composure and chatted with it for a while before learning from it that Xu Jingyuan was its owner.
The little guide dog has been out of the factory for three years and was bought by an ordinary family in the next city.
For three years, it has been the guide dog of the Xu family’s daughter Xu Jingyuan.
It was in a temporary dormant state when the cataclysm happened.Xu’s parents fled quickly with their blind daughter. In a panic, Miss Xu left the guiding bracelet on the bedside table.
When it woke up, its little master was gone.
It found it out and walked here step by step.
Knowing that Yan Lanlan didn’t know the whereabouts of its little master, the little guide dog nodded docilely, as if bowing to Yan Lanlan.
It turned and left, and set foot on the road again, its little paws stamped on the snow one by one, which was covered by fresh snow again.
Until the little guide dog disappeared completely, Yan Lanlan couldn’t recover.
In this world, there are still AIs that are running and not on strike.
Do they also have love, or is it because the program has set the function of “love” for them?
The snow fell on Yan Lanlan’s face. Standing between the white sky and the earth, she suddenly had the real feeling of the end of the world.
Who said that the end of the world must be full of blood and fire, and the wicked slaughter the city.
As it is now, there is no one in the vast white land, which makes people feel even more lonely and desolate.
Yan Lanlan stabilized her mind, quickly pinched two little rabbits, and returned to the house holding them.
When she stepped into the house and shut the door of the ice and snow, the hot water in the pot just boiled, and the lid was pressed against the lid, and there were salted peanuts boiled in it. Once the lid was removed, there was the aroma of star anise and aniseed. It’s tangy.
Yan Lanlan was taken aback for a moment before she burst into a reassuring smile.
… Anyway, at least she now has a nest and new friends.
She joyfully held the rabbit to the side of the sleeping bag, and received surprise praise from the two children.
On the other hand, 061 also directly put the virus made by 089 into use.
The systems attacking 061 collectively received a piece of attack feedback information.
Although they suffered a similar loss before, they have been attacking for so long and have roughly figured out the upper limit of 061’s ability.
After estimation, 061 has been passively beaten for so long, it is impossible to temporarily create a virus to attack them, and this information file is very small, about the same size as other scattered feedback information, so they received the information without hesitation.
In the next second, all attacking systems were paralyzed with black screens, and the newly popped up pages could not be closed at all.
A big mathematical calculation problem of geometric transformation popped up on the screen. On the geometric diagram next to it, various lines of auxiliary lines, vertical lines, and various lines intersected in a mess.
The question requires that the Archimedes spiral should be calculated in the blank area, the full score is 100 points, and there are a total of 20 big questions.
If you answer a question correctly, the virus will randomly delete a file, if you answer a wrong question, 5 points will be deducted, and if you fail to get 80 points in the test, the virus will send all programs to be automatically formatted, which is the so-called spiral to the sky, and explode directly.
All systems: “…” Fuck me.
Half an hour later, 089 couldn’t wait to send a message asking how the virus was working.
The avatar of 061 was lying in Chi Xiaochi’s arms with peace of mind, and he was gently combing his hair with a small comb. Hearing this, he replied, “Of course the virus you wrote has a good effect.”
089 excitedly: “How much did you kill?”
061 wagged his tail comfortably: “All of them.”
089: “Huh? Such food?”
061 answered patiently: “That’s right, and many of them answered well. But they forgot to write ‘solution’.”
089:”……”
061: “There are a total of [-] big questions. For each question, one less ‘solution’ is written, and one point will be deducted. So they all fail.”
089 thought, is it so real?
061 squinted his eyes in comfort, nibbling on Chi Xiaochi’s fingertips with his slightly pointed deciduous teeth, and after he bent his knuckles and tapped his head lightly, he became obedient, opened his gray-blue eyes, and looked at the heavy snow outside the window , I just feel at ease in my heart.
The new dream-making card was used up again.
Chi Xiaochi added another one from the inventory.
061 couldn’t help asking: “Xiaochi, are you planning to make him have a repeating nightmare?”
Wrapped in a small blanket, Chi Xiaochi hugged the little leopard and took a breath, feeling comfortable all over: “Yes. Before I see him, he will repeat that dream.”
“Will it work?”
“Yes.” Chi Xiaochi smiled slightly, pinched the little milk leopard’s paw, and kissed the paw’s heart tenderly, his voice filled with nostalgia, “Dreams have a great influence on people’s spirit. I know. “