Goodbye, out of control, data change.

061 hesitated.

He didn't tell anyone, this time when he was summoned by the main god, apart from informing him that there was a plan that needed his participation, the main god also mentioned his violation of using his original form in the mission world, and there was quite a warning in his words.

While recognizing the mistake, the incident itself is quite strange to 061.

Since the Lord God created the "Slag Attack Recovery System", the number of employees of the systems under his hands has reached 2000, excluding those who have completed their missions and those who have been scrapped due to malfunctions, those that can function normally, including the security unit, the management unit, and the field unit that the 061 is located in, there are 500 systems in total.

As a god, he had too many things to take care of, so how could he pay special attention to the situation of a newcomer in the mission world?

Chi Xiaochi asks, "Why, is there a problem?"

"Want to see it now?"

Chi Xiaochi teased him, "I won't necessarily be interested when we get back."

061 thought for a moment, "Three seconds." Projection requires energy, and energy changes within three seconds are difficult to be captured by the Master System's senses.

Chi Xiaochi said, "So mysterious? A kiss is not enough."

061 laughs, "So you want to see it or not."

Chi Xiaochi: "Look at that."

061 Start looking around.

Chi Xiaochi is now following Cheng Jian, suddenly jumping in front of him to become a living person is of course not feasible, the cloud capital is also a lot of people come and go ......

Chi Xiaochi followed Cheng Jian to the elevator.

Seeing 061's hesitation, Chi Xiaochi said, "If it's difficult, forget it."

061 paused for a moment, "...... Okay. You look out."

At that moment, the steel doors of the elevator slowly closed in on the center.

Chi Xiaochi looks out.

From the first floor by the marble columns stepped out a suited young man, he was bowing his head to make a phone call, from the side you can see that his features were born extremely playful, but a pair of gold glasses and the temperament of a warm Confucian, but the frivolous beauty that should have been a lot to offset.

I don't know what the person on the other side of the phone said, but he turned his face sideways, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing most of his face to Chi Xiaochi.

The elevator doors closed.

Chi Xiaochi froze.

In the next second, his eyes went red and he pounced on them, frantically going to press the elevator floor buttons.

The □□□ of the cue floor lit up in pieces, adding a little more insanity to his tear-stained eyes.

He mumbled, "...... Don't go, don't go, wait for me, wait for me a minute."

Cheng Jian was confused, "Xiao Yuan?"

When they reached the second floor, the elevator stopped and slowly opened its steel mouth.

Cheng Jian saw that his state was really not right and reached out to grab his wrist, "Xiao Yuan, you--"

Before the words were out of his mouth, he was blinded by a flash of light.

Cheng Yuan even silently backhanded over his hand, forcefully twisted, locked his arm to the back, and then pushed it forward fiercely.

Cheng Jian felt his muscles and bones tingling, and almost hit the elevator wall head on.

Chi Xiaochi pushed him away and took a step towards the outside.

Probably because both of her parents were teachers, Lou Ying was a bit of a dandy.

Even when his parents were later killed in an accident when they took their students to summer camp, and their car was destroyed, and Lou Ying moved to live in a foster home in the silo where his sister-in-law's husband lived, he had an air of being very different from the other little kids in the silo.

Chi Xiaochi has envisioned countless times that if Lou Ying hadn't died, she would have been a good news anchor or a college teacher.

...... would be the one he just saw in the elevator.

Amidst the astonishment of those around her, Chi Xiaochi rushed down the stairs, thinking of a million things to say to him along the way.

But he was the only one in the hall who wasn't there.

061 was also surprised by Chi Xiaochi's behavior, "Xiaochi? what's wrong with you?"

061 A timely sound called Chi Xiaochi's mind to a frightening possibility.

Chi Xiaochi rolled his throat knots up and down lightly a few times and asked out loud, "...... just now is ......"

For a moment he actually reached the point of losing his voice, clearing his throat before he could barely speak, and his voice was even more hoarse and terrible: "...... is that you?"

061 missed the point: "Huh?"

Chi Xiaochi struggled to stabilize her emotions, "Was that ...... you just now? The one who walked past outside the elevator ......"

061 frowned slightly, "Not me."

He had just stood on the turnstile from the first to the second floor and waved to Chi Xiaochi, but Chi Xiaochi didn't seem to see him.

Chi Xiaochi walked slowly to the marble column near the side of the elevator and reached out to caress it.

That s where ...... he came out of just now.

He leaned his back against the stone pillar and let out a soft gasp with a shudder.

"No."

...... Am I mistaken again.

061 didn't realize that such a small reward game would cause Chi Xiaochi such intense emotional turmoil, and couldn't help but follow up with, "What did you just see?"

061 was limited by programming and briefly left Chi Xiaochi's body when he assumed his true form, and thus did not see the person Chi Xiaochi saw in the elevator.

Chi Xiaochi didn't answer his question, just froze.

Cheng Jian followed Chi Xiaochi downstairs almost back to back.

Seeing his younger brother in such a bewildered state, he stood far away from him, and as he watched Cheng Yuan, a strange feeling of strangeness came out of his heart.

--His brother grew up quiet, timid and well-behaved, so well protected by his family that almost no one could hurt him except Yang Baihua.

Cheng Yuan, why are you in such a mood?

The overwhelming, screaming sadness made any questioning or comforting seem superfluous.

It was Chi Xiaochi who noticed him first, "Brother."

Cheng Jian then walked over, "Xiao Yuan."

"I'm sorry." Chi Xiaochi bowed her head, gradually finding the emotions that should have belonged to Cheng Yuan, "...... I'm sorry."

Cheng Jian, who still has the heart to blame him, reached out to stroke his forehead: "His face is so white, is he not feeling well? Why don't we stop recording?"

Chi Xiaochi didn't move and ducked a little, "How can I not record it anymore, I've talked to people about it."

Cheng Jian said, "What's the point of recording when you're not in good shape?!"

Chi Xiaochi said, "It's fine, just adjust it."

Determined to continue recording, Cheng Jian straightened Chi Xiaochi's collar and led him back to the elevator.

While waiting for the next elevator, Cheng Jian asked him, "Who did you just see?"

Cheng Jian has always been a straightforward personality that does not rub sand in his eyes, and to be able to hold his tongue for two minutes like this is already quite restrained.

Chi Xiaochi looks down at the top of her shoe and says, "Seeing someone who looks a lot like my friend."

Cheng Jian's first reaction was, "Fuck, it can't be Yang Baihua.

Chi Xiaochi saw Cheng Jian's displeasure and explained further, "A childhood friend."

Cheng Jian : "...... Which one?"

Chi Xiaochi looked up and pursed her lips, "Brother, you can recognize my friend."

Cheng Jian was speechless.

...... says the same thing.

The age difference between him and Cheng Yuan is more than five years. When Cheng Yuan was still small, he was in the rebellious period of "I am the center of the universe", and he didn't want to take him to play with him at all, for one thing, Cheng Yuan didn't know anything, and for another, the only thing that he was interested in, which was music, was Cheng Jian's complete lack of interest.

As for what friends he had made, Cheng Jian never cared.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jian thought of his status as a "brother" and was inevitably ashamed.

He asked tentatively, "He was your first love?"

Chi Xiaochi's ears reddened slightly, "...... Just friends."

Cheng Jian saw his hot red earlobes and instantly understood, coughed and thought, at a young age you are pondering this, it is true that, as the information says, some people are born with their sexual orientation.

He asked again, "Did you see him just now?"

"Maybe." Chi Xiaochi said, "It's a lot like him. We haven't been in touch for years."

The elevator arrives, and Cheng Jian and Chi Xiaochi step back into it.

Cheng Jian asked, "What did he look like?"

Chi Xiaochi was surprised, "Brother, why do you ask?"

Cheng Jian: "Don't worry about it. Tell me what he looks like."

Chi Xiaochi begins to describe to Cheng Jian what he sees as "Lou Ying", while at the same time turning his eyes out of the elevator in anticipation of the phantom that may be able to reappear.

But he didn't see him again until the elevator doors closed.

Sitting in the studio, Chi Xiaochi's demeanor has returned to normal.

Cheng Yuan was a music student and knew the functions of the equipment in the studio very well. Su Xiulun only gave him a couple of pointers and then left the studio, leaving Chi Xiaochi alone, telling him to open his voice first to find his form.

Cheng Jian, who was waiting outside, briefly relayed what he had just seen to Su Xiulun and asked, "Is there such a person in your nebula?"

"If it's someone wearing gold glasses, there's a possibility that it's Mr. Song." Su Xiulun thought for a moment and added, "Of course there's also the possibility that it's a customer. If you care, I'll call the surveillance room and ask someone to check it out."

Cheng Jian nodded once, "Okay, thanks a lot."

As soon as he turned around, he hissed and drew in a cold breath, lifting a hand to touch his shoulder joint, his expression changing slightly.

...... Good boy, usually quiet, a hand is quite ruthless.

In the studio, Chi Xiaochi tried out his voice and found it to be in good condition, so he was relieved.

061 felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he had to try to ease it, "Is Lou Ying your first love? I always thought he was your friend."

Chi Xiaochi smiled, "Of course they are friends. When Lou died, he was sixteen and I was fourteen. At that age, kids don't know what love is."

But by the time he understood, it was too late.

061 reassured him, "It's okay, don't think too much. Maybe it's just a look-alike."

Chi Xiaochi: "That's him."

061: "How can you be sure?"

Chi Xiaochi was sure, "I recognize it."

061 Silence.

...... His worst fears have come true: Chi Xiaochi has hit a snag in the mission world, much like the other hosts he's taken.

Chi Xiaochi continued, "You remember, I went looking for Lou's tombstone and couldn't find it. It's possible he's not dead in this world line."

061 Sigh: "...... You want him?"

Chi Xiaochi propped up her headphones and said, "Just want to see him for a second."

"What's the point of meeting up?"

"Prove he's not a hallucination. Prove that he's doing fine here."

061 couldn't tell what emotions he was feeling right now, a heart that was so sour that he couldn't help but be on fire.

He figured it was probably another case of helplessness that sprang up as he watched people repeat their mistakes, "What about after the proof? Will you stay for him?"

Chi Xiaochi was stunned and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Huh? Why should I stay?"

061 was also struck by the obvious doubt in Chi Xiaochi's words, "You have no intention of staying?"

Chi Xiaochi said, "He's a person in this world with his own life. But he's not really Lou."

"But the real one ......"

As soon as the words left his mouth, 061 realized that he had lost his tongue, but before he could open his mouth to apologize, he heard Chi Xiaochi say, "For me, only Lou in the world I came from is real. I don't go anywhere in the world without him."

061 His heart palpitated and he could not say another word.

Chi Xiaochi hadn't mentioned seeing what he looked like after the drama earlier, and it would be redundant to bring it up again now that the situation had evolved as it had.

061 pressed down his inexplicably restless mind, eased his breath, and said, "Behave yourself, and we'll watch a movie together when we get home tonight."

Chi Xiaochi was happy: "I want to see a scary movie."

Seeing that Chi Xiaochi had finally returned to normal, 061's mind was greatly relieved, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Meanwhile, in the system's headquarters, the dark red cranium was alive and writhing in "a moment".

On the datapad in front of the Lord God, the entropy value real-time change curve representing the degree of emotional chaos of No. 1198 as Chi Xiaochi's codename was rising and beginning to approach a dark line.

--That was the average value of entropy measured by the Lord God after a thousand tests.

Exceeding this value is considered meeting the standard.

The androgynous AI system voice said mechanically, "Congratulations, the test was successful. energy source 1198 responded to the projected 061 external modeling."

The Lord God was in such a good mood that he actually had the presence of mind to open his mouth and correct his own system's misuse of words, "I don't like that title."

The AI immediately rephrased, "...... Host #1198 is reacting to the projected 061 externally modeled."

The Lord God let out a low, contemptuous laugh, "Ha."

Humans really are humans, and it's incredibly easy to get a handle on their changing moods.

Just by using a little bit of energy, the main god can noiselessly shield 061's manifestation system, so that he can't show up in front of Chi Xiaochi, and then put down the hook bait, using 061's appearance modeling, and shaking in front of Chi Xiaochi, not only tested Chi Xiaochi's weaknesses, but also directly led to the dramatic increase of Chi Xiaochi's real-time entropy, and it looks like it is about to reach the normal level. It is about to reach the normal level.

But after only a few seconds, the data on the datapad changed.

"...... Hmm?"

Chi Xiaochi's entropy curve has surprisingly dropped back!

That curve brushed just a hair's breadth away from the average, gradually decreasing and eventually stabilizing at a very low horizontal value before it stopped continuing to fall.

The Lord God was silent for a long time, and when he spoke again, his tone could not hide his shock: "...... How could this happen?"