Chapter 236: A journey of life, a dream, a happy summer vacation.

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

The status of the people attending the meal were not low, and between the drinks, everyone was getting close to him for various reasons, without moving.

Someone asked what Mr. Bai's next plan was, and if he wanted to enter the national research department, specializing in research on psychics.

Chi Xiaochi held his wine glass and politely said, "Thank you, I do need an alien research institute, matching a paleontology research institute, a remote location would be best, an island, a deep mountain or something like that, not only free from disturbances, but also able to study ...... right, if you can see the stars, that would be the That would be best."

Bai Anyi is an average drinker, and after a couple of glasses of bubbly, he's already feeling a little tipsy.

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

Collapsing on the big soft bed, Chi Xiaochi kicked off her shoes and socks, took her cell phone into her hand, looked at the screen with a blank stare, and confirmed that the last two aliens had also sent a notification of "Safe Home" before she threw her cell phone onto the carpet, pulled the covers over her head, and fell back to sleep.

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

Chi Xiaochi slept unrecognizably under the covers.

Lou Ying sighed and landed on the ground, and was about to hold his hand, which was exposed outside the blanket, and tucked it in for him, when another hand appeared out of nowhere and pressed down on his.

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

Lou Ying: "I'll do it."

"Bai Anyi" says, "Bai Anyi, he's not used to being touched."

Lou Ying doesn't back down in the slightest: "Xiaochi isn't used to it either."

The result of the bilateral negotiation was that "Bai Anyi" was responsible for tucking him in, while Lou Ying was responsible for dismantling his clothes.

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

Three days of fighting and calculating, nearly a month of hiding and mediating, and finally reaching a happy ending for all, would have been something to rejoice over.

But "Bai Anyi" is still regrettable.

He said, "It's cheaper for the two hundred and fifty percent who engage in discrimination."

Lou Ying sat at the head of the bed and looked down at Chi Xiaochi : "Didn't we discuss this, disclosing the existence of the spores is the best way known at this time."

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

But the price he pays is an endless and prolonged hunt, and the entirely predictable world-class upheaval:

Spore if this development continues, as little as three years, as much as five years, once the number of aliens completely dominates, in the face of the fact that years of oppression and discrimination, it can be imagined what the tormented aliens will do to ordinary people.

In Chi Xiaochi's words, it's a pain in the ass. Instead of doing that, I'd rather just come out and be a benefactor to all of humanity.

So-called discrimination is something Chi Xiaochi and Lou Ying experienced in their second world.

Sexuality, geography, people of color, are all targets of discrimination.

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

Now, Chi Xiaochi's shovel has loosened the fundamentals on which discriminators depend.

--If a colorist knows that he will one day slowly change color, a geographically discriminatory person knows that he will probably move somewhere he now despises, and an aptitude discriminatory person knows that he will 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 the object of their disgust, which they once didn't even bother to pay attention to. once didn't even bother to take the time to pay attention to the object of their disgust.

And understanding is the first step towards equal dialog.

"Foolishness is a sin, but it is not a sin that is punishable by death." Lou Ying said softly, "Even though five years have passed, the good news is that it can still be undone."

"Bai Anyi" looked at the man on the bed, pondered for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Is his name Chi Xiaochi?"

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

"How old?"

"Twenty-six at the time of the accident. It's hard to say now."

"High school dropout, savvy, smart, calculating, but game play is a mess ......"

"Bai Anyi" combed through all the messages related to Chi Xiaochi these days, trying to remember him.

Because he has a feeling that at this point, Chi Xiaochi will pull out at any time.

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

Lou Ying replied, "Actor."

"Acting ......"

Bai Anyi was surprised by this answer, but also had a feeling of "I knew it".

He really didn't know what to say, so he laughed and said, "I have to say, he's really bad at playing Little White Boy, not at all."

"It was never Bai Anyi he was playing," Lou Ying lifted his eyes, his voice gentle, but it was the right word, "...... It was you."

With the real Bai Anyi's character, it would be too much for him to handle the killings or the interviews, cross-examinations and questions.

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

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

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

It's the perfect place to heal the hurt.

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

At some point, "Bai Anyi" disappeared.

Lou Ying sat by Chi Xiaochi's bedside from dawn until dark, and only when Chi Xiaochi let out a long, soothing breath under the covers did he hide his form and reintegrate into his body.

Chi Xiaochi gradually woke up after staring at the dark ceiling and said, "...... Lou, let s go."

Lou Ying knew that 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 a break." Chi Xiaochi climbed to his feet, "Let's go to the next world."

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

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

Lou Ying thought it was unusual for Chi Xiaochi to be so bent on speed: "Is he involved?"

"Just asking." Chi Xiaochi noticed the honey water for alcohol relief on the bedside and touched the back of her hand to the wall of the glass, the water was still warm, "...... for me?"

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

After getting an affirmative answer, Chi Xiaochi only held the water cup tightly, sipping it, one hand unconsciously protecting it, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch the cup away from him, looking at Lou Ying both heartbroken and a little bit amused: ''089...... I went back to the main god system yesterday, and I heard that he was transferred by the main god to work overtime for other systems, the task was completed well, there are still more than 300, almost 400 numbers to end the work. What else is wrong?"

"One more." Chi Xiaochi gulped down her honey water, "Our last world, long?"

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

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

According to his contract with the main god, after completing his contract with Chi Xiaochi, he still had to take a host and complete 10 worlds before he could return to the world with Chi Xiaochi in it.

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

Despite these thoughts, Lou Ying prefers to respect Chi Xiaochi's choice.

Since he wanted to be fast, he was fast.

With Lou Ying's consent, Chi Xiaochi let Jiao Qingguang's remorse value, which had risen wildly since the morning, successfully reach the top, docking with the system and accepting the transmission.

As his consciousness faded, he saw "Bai Anyi" standing in the doorway of the bathroom.

The man who had always acted coldly, coldly, bent down and bowed silently to him.

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

......

Host code: 1198

Host name: Chi Xiaochi

World Difficulty Level Rating: S

World completion: 100

Host status assessment: all functions are good and stable, ready to teleport.

Total entropy obtained: 5310 (below average 6110)

......

The monthly routine meeting of the System Lord God was held punctually at the end of the month.

As the main gods teleported from their respective main god spaces and walked towards the general meeting room in twos and threes, the main god of the Rebirth System, a young man with a single dimple, saw the backs of familiar faces appearing in front of him, and his originally depressed spirit couldn't help but be shaken, "Jagged Attack! Scum attack--"

A man with a misanthropic face and a clean, pale face looked back and said impatiently, "Don't call me that."

Ignoring his coldness, the young minor main god came up and inquired, "That mission last time, how did it go? Did anyone take it?"

The man's lips, too sharp from being too thin, pursed coldly, "Which one?"

"The one that no one wants ah." The young little main god walked in front of him, walking backwards, his small mouth blared, "I still remember it until now, the task commissioner's surname is Bai, and he is not very old, but the difficulty of that task ...... is good, the vengeance system thinks that the possibility of death is too high, and it will jeopardize the host and the system's personal safety, and it refuses to take it; the battle royale system because the tasker's alien ability is unknown, hanging there for several months and no one to pick up. I heard that it was picked up by you?"

The man didn't want to talk much, "Well,"

"Mastodon. How dare you touch this hot potato?" The young young Lord God tried to inquire about more interesting gossip to enrich his uninteresting life, "Besides, that mission doesn't overlap much with your scope of business, right, so how did you think of taking on this kind of work for yourself?"

The man's lips quirked in disdain, and he looked a little shifty, "We have capable people in our system, and he's already taken over."

The young Minor Lord God was surprised, "Someone really dares to take it? That's fine, what's the situation?"

At the mention of this, the expression on the man's face became extremely subtle. It wasn't like anger, but it was even less joyful.

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

Naturally, the young young Lord God was not satisfied with such a bland answer, "What do you mean by resolved? He really managed to get out of that world of consciousness?"

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

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

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

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

In Duras's The Lover, he said, "The sea is invisible, incomparable, simple."

This simplicity seems like compensation for Bai Anyi's past injuries.

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

The island is equipped with more than seventy national researchers, a research institute covering an area of one square kilometer, two dormitories for researchers, and a huge detached villa dedicated to Bai Anyi.

After a full day's work, Bai Anyi changes his clothes and prepares to leave for work, only to remember that he has left a file in the staff lounge.

Cable TV is available in the staff lounge.

When he entered, a science program related to psychic powers was playing on the TV.

The host spoke eloquently, "Under the effect of the theory of evolution proposed by Dr. Bai Anyi, several countries have abolished the 'collar', which is an insulting symbol for the empaths, and replaced it with a bracelet to register the information about the empaths. Under the impetus of the new policy, there was a significant downward trend in the social crime rate. People learned to be in awe when every person walking on them could be a shifter ......"

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

Bai Anyi looks up, "Huh?"

His voice was gentle, but the researcher was bluffed.

Who knows in the institute, the white president of the temperamental, good temper when good, sometimes but cold valor and lonely very high, good and bad temperament of the extreme, simply like two people.

Add to that the fact that his psychic ability was the highest known level, level 3S, and who would dare to treat him disrespectfully?

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

Bai Anyi was quick to say, "Yes, of course I have to go back for family matters, my mother's health is more important than my work. If you have any problems, feel free to contact me, and if you want to renew your vacation, just call and let me know."

The researcher's mind was relieved.

...... had the good fortune to run into the good natured Bai Anyi today.

He paused, but still couldn't hold back, "Boss, I heard something else. It's related to you."

Bai Anyi, clutching his papers, stops to listen.

The researcher said, "It's not that I'm going to intentionally pry into your privacy, it's just that the story is so widely circulated ......"

That's not true. Bai Anyi has been one of the world's most valuable scholars ever since he proved the role of spores in human evolution on willing experimenters.

People are naturally curious about such a legend who killed his way out of the slaughterhouse, and are eager to dig up all the facts about his ancestors.

It's just that Bai Anyi is destined to disappoint this group of gossips.

In the many available sources, Bai Anyi has always been an orphan.

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

Thinking about this, Bai Anyi was inevitably frustrated, "What is it, you say?"

"It's that predecessor of yours ......" the researcher lowered his voice, "Previously, he developed a resistance to taking too much of a drug that inhibits the production of class A globulin, like many extreme discriminators, and I hear he's now trying to get the drugs that stimulate globulin production, but he was dissuaded from the school because of the rather nasty social repercussions he caused, and I hear he's having a ...... good time now"

Bai Anyi gave a "hmmm", not a great response.

The matter of Jiao Qingguang has hardly caused him to fluctuate emotionally.

To be precise, ever since he was reported by Jiao Qingguang and sent to the institution, the man had died in his heart.

The researcher breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his flat reaction, "I'm just saying, Dean White, someone like that isn't worth it. You're bound to meet a better one."

Bai Anyi blinks and smiles warmly, "Thank you."

After seeing off his grateful fellows, Bai Anyi returned to the villa.

The house is brightly lit, the food is ready, the main course is the freshest sea urchin braised sea shrimp, the good sea urchin after treatment can not smell the fishy smell, fresh and sweet to the extreme, take a wooden plate to serve, drizzled with ginger sauce, and then served with hand-beaten pure eel fish sliding soup, a mouthful of a piece of fish, is enough to soothe any fatigue.

A dinner like this, sumptuous and luxurious, one can only wonder whose handiwork it was.

Bai Anyi, the silent critic, dutifully sits down, finishes a meal by herself in the mirror, and then dives into the bathroom, red-faced, in the mirror, to clean herself up.

Wiped out the water droplets on his body, Bai Anyi, without an inch of clothing, stood in front of the mirror, wiped away the water mist on the mirror, and gently pressed the palm of his hand on top of the surface of the mirror.

Even though it wasn't the first time Bai Anyi had done this, his face still burned.

Not daring to look directly into the mirror, he said in a small voice, "It's been a long time."

The five fingers that were close to him in the mirror moved violently, threateningly clasping his hand in one hand and pulling him toward his arms, Bai Anyi met him forward uncontrollably, bumping right into a warm and naked body.

One of the man in the mirror's hands gripped his hand, which appeared to lack blood color due to avoiding the light, and the other embraced him horizontally around the waist, half lifting and half holding him up with just one arm.

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

......

After listening to the man's simple narrative, the young young Lord God has been dumbfounded: "I rely on, your employees are bullish enough ah, this has to earn that surname Jiao Wang Ba egg a lot of remorse value it, are qualified to be an excellent employee. It's enough to qualify as an excellent employee. I can't say, bring him to me at the end of the year. I'd like to see which way is the great God, what does it look like."

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

"What, is he graduating?"

"One last world to go."

"So." The young young Lord God couldn't help but regret it, "That wasn't very fast?"

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

Chi Xiaochi immediately chose to rock the boat into the next world after accepting the transmission.

He fell from one depth and into another.

After the vague feeling of suffocation, his consciousness gradually returned to clarity, he was like a fish floating up to the surface of the water, and as he drew closer to the surface of the water, the dark silence around him began to fade, and a voice invaded his consciousness.

"Chi Xiaochi ......"

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

Is that Lou?

But as far as he could remember, Lou rarely called him by his first name ......

"Chi Xiaochi."

He regained possession of his limbs when the voice sounded again.

Chi Xiaochi could feel that he was in a sitting position, that his head was resting on his arm, that consciousness had become physical, heavy, crashing down on his head, calling him a little breathless.

"Chi Xiaochi!!!"

A cry of rage, accompanied by a slight stinging pain in the back of his head as he was struck by a small object, woke Chi Xiaochi from his visionary dream.

He raised his eyes and called in his mind, out of habit, "Six ......"

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

"Come on, sleeping pretty well, ah." The man on the podium knocked the blackboard eraser on the podium to scatter dust in all directions, a face clouded by dust, "Chi Xiaochi, did your parents spend money to send you to school or to sit on the moon? Exam senior back, you burned the bag is not it?"

Mr. Hsu, C.K. Hsu, junior high school physics teacher, nickname Hsu Big Pants.

The reason for this name is that this man lectured with hands and feet, extraordinarily passionate, one summer, he wore a pair of jeans to class, spit on the elasticity, when the love is strong, he said, "Class, look, this is elasticity.

He did a high lift and set his leg on the podium in an attempt to have a live teaching session.

The result was a pants bang, pants 'crotch cracked, and from then on got the name Xu Da Pants.

The reason why Chi Xiaochi is so impressed is that the nickname came from him.

Chi Xiaochi's desk is a pretty thin and short man, see him look to himself, immediately whispered in his own defense: "not blame me ah, Lao Xu called you so many times you can not hear ......"

Chi Xiaochi was at a loss.

Dream on, he thought.

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

Basketball magazines and textbooks lay in the belly of the table, a shoulder bag hung from a rusty hook on the side of the table, and a small sticker left by the previous owner was pasted on the desktop; the man's face in the sticker had been manually buffed so that he couldn't really see it at all, and could only be identified as a handsome man by his outline.

...... If this is really a dream, Choukou is pretty damn detail oriented.

Chi Xiaochi began to take a closer look at herself.

He wore a blue and white school uniform so loose it looked like a noodle pocket, a sailor's color scheme, with long sleeves pulled loosely up to the elbows, revealing long, slim little arms and sharp, lean elbow bones, and the machine-embroidered relief of the school's emblem was worn white, with two spikes of thread sprouting out of it.

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

Chi Xiaochi remembers, he is the second semester of the first year of the scurry of a pumping buds, the second semester of the new uniform number to the second half of the semester and small, the pants are shorter, 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 socks with white shoes, tattoos stickers are stuck on the right ankle of the exposed.

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

Chi Xiaochi knows he's handsome.

What good looking person hasn't been complimented since childhood.

So he's never been shy about showing his charms to others.

Xu Da Pants was still harping on him, but the words sifted through Chi Xiaochi's buzzing brain.

All he could see in his eyes was a face that had long been fuzzy in his memory and now seemed unusually familiar.

All he could make out was a stack of Happy Summer Vacations for each subject laid out in a corner of his desktop, with drawings of smiling, mentally handicapped children who had no idea why doing homework made them so happy.

All he could see was "340 days to the midterm" written on the corner of the blackboard.

The chalkboard around the number "340" was scrubbed white.

From the very first day of Chi Xiaochi Junior High School, the homeroom teacher starts counting down, which is euphemistically called developing a sense of nervousness.

340 days to midterm ......

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

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

Chi Xiaochi grabbed her bag and ran out the classroom door.

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

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

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

The future self has a polished appearance, honorable status, and countless riches, but only without Lou.

Now the dream is awake and he's going to see Lou.

"...... Xiaochi!!!"

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

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

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

Chi Xiaochi's perception seesawed back and forth between the real and the unreal as he pressed the root of his palm hard against his left eye, forcing himself to calm down, "...... This is a mission?"

Lou Ying is quite incredible.

Lou Ying and Chi Xiaochi's transmissions were slightly mistimed, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a classroom, where he sat in the very center of the third row of the classroom, with a handful of notes in front of him, and a drawing of a puppy.

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

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

"Of course it's a mission, how do you ......"

As she spoke, the teacher asked everyone to take out their exercise books, and Lou Ying closed her notebook on the desktop.

However, the two words in the name field on the cover of the notebook called him speechless.

"Lou Ying".