Chapter 257: Pick your battles, take out a loan, two love affairs.

Chi Xiaochi and Lou Ying left their host bodies in bed to recuperate, while their spirit bodies went up to the rooftop of the silo to get some fresh air.

Too much was said in one breath, and both were a little dizzy.

Lou Ying's memories are, at best, one percent recovered.

In the beginning, he had only attached fragments of memories related to Chi Xiaochi to the disk, but the years he had worked in the system had been stirred into pieces in the machine and dispersed without a trace.

Well, they were thrown into this world at the behest of the Lord God.

Lou Ying, of the parallel world, at least fills him in on all the memories of when he was once alive.

Lou Ying pressed her temples.

He remembers that after being formatted, he lay around for a week before rejoining his eighth host, Lv Fan, as 061.

At that time, he had long lost all his memories of the previous mission and greeted him politely as if it were his first mission, "Mr. Lu, hello."

Before her return, Lou Ying already knew that she had been reported by her current host for some unknown reason, probably because she had made some serious mistake.

But no matter how he pressed, with his most familiar 089 and 023 refused to tell him the truth, only repeatedly advised him not to interact too closely with unrelated people.

So Lou Ying chose to stay away from the host.

I don't know if he was warned by the system that came to replace him earlier, but Lv Fan also started to call him by his code name, and never mentioned what had happened in the first place, and was so constrained and cowering that it was as if he had done something terribly wrong.

Lou Ying just courteously took him through the rest of the mission.

In the last world, Lv Fan got drunk from trying to raid the quest object and went all the way home east, puking all over the place and looking a bit pathetic.

Lou Ying had to take on a form, trying to fulfill the system's responsibility to the host.

Who would have thought that Lv Fan would only take one look at Lou Ying's face and let out a scream, backing away on his hands and knees as if trying to get away from a nightmare that was causing him excruciating pain.

He cowered in a corner of the bed, holding his face in his hands and weeping, saying "I'm sorry", "I didn't think it would turn out like this", "I didn't know".

Lou Ying, holding a towel, stood by the bed and raised her hand to touch her face in confusion.

After completing the tenth mission, Lv Fan randomly chose one of the ten mission worlds and left in a hurry, never to be heard from again.

Lou Ying sleep-walked through the two worlds again, letting his mechanized mind invade his head a little.

He forgets what it was like to be a human being until he re-meets Chi Xiaochi and re-experiences the shock, the unease, the crying and the laughter.

Then there was awe, approval, and admiration.

And then, there was the softness, the jealousy, the thumping of the heart.

Chi Xiaochi adds color to the blanking Lou Ying.

And Lou Ying wants to be human again for Chi Xiaochi.

And the person who had made his heart sing was now sitting to his right, wearing light cotton pajamas, one leg coiled, the other stretched out, stomping on the iron rooftop guardrail, less than five centimeters high, in front of Lou Ying.

That gesture of protection, if nothing else, made Lou Ying's heart skip a beat.

Chi Xiaochi lifted the disk to his eyes, glanced at it, and slipped it back into his pocket.

Lou Ying asked, "Any leads?"

Chi Xiaochi raises an eyebrow, "Ask me?"

Lou Ying, not very nice, coughed dryly, "The 32-bit password ...... is pretty long."

Chi Xiaochi looks at him, "How did you come up with such a long password in the first place?"

Lou Ying : "Consider ...... safe."

It's very safe.

Safe to two men with disks, at a loss.

Sealed here was evidence of the main god's violation of the entropy value transmission line planted in the host's body, and it was able to prove that it was a premeditated, long-term violation that could never be explained by a momentary lapse.

But the problem is, they can't tear down this evidence themselves anymore.

Chi Xiaochi traced the shape of the disk in his pocket with his fingertips, "Think about it, if you were to encrypt an important disk right now, what would be the most likely password to choose?"

Lou Ying muses, "Initials and birthdays are too simple. I wouldn't go with that, it's too insecure."

Chi Xiaochi tried to enlighten him, "What about the last name or first name of the first eight hosts?"

Lou Ying shook his head, "After I was formatted, I did make it a point to look up information about them. All of their names strung together have long exceeded 32 letters. If it's a birthday ......"

He tried cracking the disk in that vein.

But after entering eight different years and months in sequence, Lou Ying shook his head helplessly, "No."

The analysis has reached another impasse.

Lou Ying says, "I did leave some messages on the outside of the disk that would remind me ......"

As the words came out of his mouth, he realized with a jolt that something was wrong and put on the brakes in time to shut up.

Chi Xiaochi looked up and asked him, "What's the message?"

Lou Ying eyes looking ahead, "...... nothing."

Chi Xiaochi narrowed her eyes slightly, "What was the message related to?"

Thinking of all the ways she's suffered in the past, Lou Ying tilted her head away, her face flushed, "A few inconsequential hints ...... are all."

"Hint?" Chi Xiaochi went after his eyes, "Let me see, what's the hint. Wouldn't it be faster for two people to think together?"

Lou Ying braced himself for a denial, "I didn't find anything special."

Chi Xiaochi Hints at a Glimmer of a Clue: "It Can't Be Me ......"

Lou Ying immediately gave a low grunt, "...... headache."

Chi Xiaochi immediately cut off all thoughts and crouched down behind Lou Ying to gently rub his head.

Lou Ying laughed bitterly at his own naivety.

Suddenly he had to show all his past misses and love to another person without reservation, and he wasn't ready for anything.

Although it is necessary in terms of the efficiency of cracking the disk.

Lou Ying closed her eyes and took a deep breath, tuning herself up.

While rubbing Lou Ying's temples, Chi Xiaochi reconfirmed to Lou Ying, "Your boss didn't hear us, did he?"

"The Lord God doesn't have the authority to unconditionally enslave the system. Even if it were to monitor us, it would definitely leave traces of its access." Lou Ying sidled his face and looked into Chi Xiaochi's eyes, "I've turned on the full scanning mode of the data since this afternoon, ready to dispel abnormal data at any time, it won't be able to make a fool of itself at this point."

Chi Xiaochi: "Will it be watching us a lot?"

Lou Ying thought for a while, but told the truth: "Yesterday, it came on line to see us 28 times, totaling three hours before and after. Today it was probably busier and only came three times in the morning."

Chi Xiaochi leaned in close to Lou Ying's face and smiled and scolded, "Dead pervert."

Lou Ying was helpless, "It can't hear you now."

Chi Xiaochi : "Record this. When it comes, give it a loop."

Lou Ying couldn't help but smile as she looked at his close, vividly expressive face and looked at him intently, "Then look at me and say it again and I'll record it."

Chi Xiaochi cleared her throat, adjusted her emotions to their fullest, came to Lou Ying's front and intoned, "Dead pervert."

Before the words left her mouth, Lou Ying shifted into a crouching position, kissed Chi Xiaochi's proffered left cheek, and whispered, "Uh-huh. Sorry."

Chi Xiaochi froze for a while, the tips of her ears reddening a little, "You loan get scolded ah."

Lou Ying laughs at his always whimsical analogies, "Yes, got to take out a good loan to do what comes next."

Chi Xiaochi was a little nervous, "...... What?"

"What you saw next ...... might be a little embarrassing." Lou Ying paused and exhaled twice before he could continue in a calm state, "But I think it's still ...... something you should know about the message I encrypted on the disk."

He moved a little closer to Chi Xiaochi and touched the edge of his lips with his fingertips, asking for his opinion, "Is it okay if I ......?"

Chi Xiaochi probably understood his intentions and let out a laugh, trying to look less fledgling, but she couldn't help her throat from tightening up one by one, "All your information, is it transferred by USB ports?"

"No." Lou Ying replied sincerely, "The information is transferable directly into your brain."

"So why ......"

"Because ...... if that happens, I'm worried that after a while, I won't dare to look you in the eye." Lou Ying, the gentleman, blushed again earnestly, "So, is that all right?"

Chi Xiaochi pursed her lips and thought for a long time.

Lou Ying just kept looking at him until the man across from him closed his eyes and acquiesced to his invitation.

Lou Ying silently reviewed the previously downloaded kissing guide.

When her lips touched Chi Xiaochi's, she let out a soft "hmmm" and visibly stepped back a few centimeters, instinctively wincing at the idea of a sober kiss in which the other woman was taking full ownership of the situation.

But sooner or later he needs to take that step, and so does Lou Ying.

After recapturing those lips, Lou Ying never let go easily.

Lou Ying raised the fingers of his right hand and pressed them on Chi Xiaochi's temples, telling Chi Xiaochi all the things that he had done in those years that made his heart flutter, that were impulsive and stupid, and, in short, that were not like Lou Ying.

He wasn't afraid that Chi Xiaochi would make short jokes about these things in the future.

He even sincerely hoped that Chi Xiaochi would be able to hold more of his own tricks and shortcomings, making him believe that from the very beginning, he was the one who had to do it, so as to comfort his heart, which had traveled alone for a long time in the snowy and cold night.

Lou Ying fell in love with Chi Xiaochi a little before Chi Xiaochi fell in love with Lou Ying.

Lou Ying doesn't remember how she carried Chi Xiaochi back downstairs to her home that night, only that it was a long, good night ahead.

The two did nothing but lie side by side, sleeping in the same bed, without even a dream.

The dream has been around.

In contrast, the night did not dare to sleep Zhu Shoucheng, in the morning at seven or eight o'clock to sleep in a daze, the dream is also chaotic, a burst of choking strange smell straight to the heart of the brain, nausea, he was dying, but no matter how you can not wake up.

When he woke up, he was sticky and sweaty again.

Not waiting for him to catch his breath, the voice that had roused him from his dream sounded abruptly again.

Knock, knock, knock.

Zhu Shoucheng dimly stepped into his slippers and frowned, "Who?"

No one answered, just a duk-duk knock on the door.

"Who?"

Zhu Shoucheng was flustered by the knock and raised his voice to inquire.

There was still no answer at the door.

Zhu Shoucheng glanced up at the wall clock and steeply messed up his mind.

How is ...... already 3pm?

So, outside the door is ......

Yesterday's bizarre dream was sinking like a stone in his stomach, and the knock on the door woke up extremely bad memories, calling that sinking feeling back to a vague churning.

But he had to open the door again.

Zhu Shoucheng arrived at the door with heavy steps, feeling for the first time that pressing the doorknob and welcoming in a child was such a revolting and saddening thing to do.

"Mr. Chu."

Outside the door was Chi Xiaochi's well-done not-so-innocent face, cradling a pile of cramming materials in his arms and looking eager to learn, "What took you so long to answer the door? I'm coming to cram."