MTL - Don’t Covet the Beautiful System!!-Chapter 92

Ji Tong happily filled out another registration form, and by the way, exchanged contact information at the slightly shy request of the senior sister of the Horticultural Society.

He squatted next to pots of flowers and played with the fat orange cat for a while before he remembered that the host next to him hadn't spoken for a long time.

Ji Tong secretly looked back at the host, and found that he seemed to be distracted, his eyes fell on him in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But when he met his gaze, Pei Qingyuan quickly came to his senses.

There was hesitation in his voice: "Do you like mushrooms very much?"

Why is the host still stuck on this problem.

According to Cui Shengun's words, the reflex arc is really long.

Ji Tong nodded: "I like it, the senior sister said it can be planted."

He likes the white mushrooms that secretly grow in inconspicuous corners after the wet and rainy days.

Fortunately, the second floor was not too high. He could see the small mushroom cluster through the window, and imagined that one day he would be able to touch it with his own hands.

He asked Xiaomei how the fresh mushrooms growing beside the tree felt to the touch, but the clumsy Xiaomei would only say over and over again: Sorry, master, Xiaomei didn't hear your question clearly.

So Ji Tong poked the pea-green little robot on the screen helplessly, and he could only guess that it must have a good touch, because even stray cats like it so much.

Later, he really persisted until the day he could touch the mushroom with his own hands.

On the edge of the lawn in a summer afternoon, he thought, holding a flower pot and a flower shovel, that might be the softest thing in the whole world, and it caused infinite joy in people's hearts.

It was so beautiful it was like an illusion.

Later, Ji Tong came to a strange world and saw a butterfly flying out of the moonlight.

He thought again, the lonely butterfly needs flowers, just like he wants a mushroom when he is alone.

So he planted a hundred kinds of flowers for that beautiful white butterfly.

And those flowers really changed a desolate desert that had been ravaged by tornadoes.

Ji Tong seldom thinks about the past, today's scene is too coincidental, which makes the long-term memories suddenly emerge.

The orange cat, who was suddenly left out, raised his head with a sullen face, and rubbed his palm in mid-air dissatisfied, reminding him to focus on himself again.

Ji Tong put away his thoughts for a moment, and laughed at the itchy touch of his palm.

"Come to play with you next time, I should go to lunch."

Senior sister waved goodbye to him: "Daju is usually arrogant, I never thought I like you so much, see you in the club."

"Thank you senior sister, see you next time!"

After leaving the club booth, Ji Tong started the daily routine conversation: "What do you have for lunch?"

He saw that the host beside him was still contemplative, as if he still hesitated to speak.

...Isn't it a sudden reaction that I don't want him to join the mahjong club?

Today, there are many freshmen who came to watch the Mahjong club and take pictures to share with their friends, but there are relatively few people who actually choose to join.

Although it is a competitive mahjong, it always sounds like a playful game, and its awareness is not as high as that of common chess games.

You may be afraid of attracting strange looks from others, and also afraid of wasting time. After all, the whole school is full of top students, and top students are always competitive.

So Ji Tong quickly pulled the host's arm, trying to take him out of the club recruiting area as soon as possible, and strode towards the cafeteria: "How about eating tiger skin eggs? Looking at the color of the big orange, I suddenly want to eat tiger skin eggs. "

The orange cat, which continued to bask in the sun in the distance, shivered suddenly.

"good."

Pei Qingyuan has always accepted Ji Tong's opinion unconditionally on what to eat.

He let the boy in the black shirt drag him forward, his gaze subconsciously fell on his arm.

Through the thin shirt, there was a faint warmth, which was the temperature of Ji Tong's palm.

The back of the hand fell in the sun, and there were bruised and purple blood vessels under the fair skin.

Pale as in a dream.

Ji Tong got his wish and found tiger skin eggs in the cafeteria of Jiangyuan University.

Since the class dinner in the evening is going to the buffet, he decided to eat lightly at noon.

Today's host was exceptionally silent, Ji Tong secretly went around the emotional area, and found nothing unusual, except that there was a misty mist in the garden.

Perhaps thinking about their plans for the future.

Quite normal for freshmen who have just entered school.

What's more, Ji Tong found that since the host confirmed his ambition to learn artificial intelligence, his personality has become more distinct, and he has his own ideas and persistence for many things related to tasks and the future.

Ji Tong had fewer opportunities to provide advice and guidance, but he believed in the ability of the host, so he thought it was a good thing, both for the host and for the system.

Rather than arranging the life of the host condescendingly, he hopes that he can only play an auxiliary function.

The host was originally a stubborn person who would not be changed by other people's words, that's why the former mother didn't like him so much.

He should continue to choose the path he wants to go.

By the way, bring back to him the delicious food you saw on the road.

In the cafeteria with warm lights, Ji Tong was chatting happily with his classmates. The plate in front of him was empty. Pei Qingyuan reached out to remove the empty plate and replaced it with a whole plate of steaming Variety of delicacies.

At first, everyone was more reserved after being seated, not knowing what to say. It could be said to be an awkward group chat. Interesting topics spread from the corner where Ji Tong was.

There was an extroverted girl who wanted to ask Ji Tong since she met Ji Tong at the class meeting yesterday. Taking advantage of sitting close this time, she finally couldn't help her curiosity and asked, "Student, what sunscreen products do you usually use?" ? Is it natural?"

Ji Tong's skin is too white.

Several girls and some boys looked over.

Ji Tong thought for a while, and replied: "Seldom go out, open an umbrella when you go out, is it considered as physical sun protection?"

The girl sighed suddenly: "I can't be idle, so I like to run outside. I'm so envious of you. Sitting next to you, I feel like I just came back from digging coal."

The people next to me laughed and added to the topic one after another: "Me too, I bought several sunscreens after reading online reviews, and they are all pretty good. It should be black or black."

Ji Tong paused for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "Physical sunscreen is the most effective, but I know a few brands that are not bad."

"Ah, tell me! I'll place an order now!"

With his golden finger that can search for information at any time, Ji Tong quickly drew closer to the girls.

As the topic became more and more divergent, many boys also joined in.

"Actually, I also want to open an umbrella in summer. It's really too hot, but I always feel embarrassed and afraid of being said by others."

"There is nothing to be afraid of. Everyone has a love for beauty. If the boys in our class go out together with umbrellas in summer, there is no need to be embarrassed."

"No, don't believe Ouyang's nonsense, he's just a joke on the Internet, waiting for some kind female classmate in the class to say that he can go with him with an umbrella."

"...You fart! I really feel bad!"

At the dinner table where the atmosphere became more and more harmonious, bursts of laughter burst forth.

Many people had a little prejudice against the auditor at first, thinking that he bought the school with money, and he seemed to have grown up in a pampered environment, so he was worried that he would not be easy to get along with.

It turned out that after getting along with him, he realized that he could chat with Ji Tong about everything. He knew a lot of things, and he didn't think highly of himself like some people, and he always exuded a sense of arrogance.

Regardless of grades, at least he is a person who often makes people around him feel happy.

Such people are naturally welcome.

And today this black shirt looks really handsome.

It doesn't conflict with the way he concentrates while eating, he is handsome and cute.

When it comes to eating, Pei Qingyuan seems to have a good relationship with the auditors. He didn't talk much tonight, but got up from time to time to help Ji Tong get a lot of delicious food.

Due to the impression established from the interview video before, everyone is not surprised that Pei Qingyuan is cold and alienated. There are many people with such a personality in the school, and he is not the only one in this class alone.

However, it is commendable that this high-cold academic **** seems to have a unique vision in choosing food. Every time the meal he brought back made Ji Tong very satisfied, several students who were greedy took it according to him, quietly Copy homework.

After a meal, the students were already relatively warm, and Ji Tong basically chatted with everyone, except Zhang Yun who often showed disdain.

He hated the wax man.

The Waxy Man obviously hated him and the Host too.

At the beginning, the girl who asked Ji Tong about sun protection whispered to her roommate for a while, then took a deep breath, summoned up her courage and said, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

At this bold question, a group of young people immediately booed loudly.

"What are you doing?" The girl smiled and glared at her classmates, "I'll just ask! I'm not the only one who wants to know."

"No." Seeing the eagerness in the girl's eyes, Ji Tong added in time, "But I don't know how to fall in love."

"Hey, why?" The girls in the class were excited for a few seconds, but they were disappointed when they heard the words, "Singleism?"

Ji Tong didn't know how to explain it, so he could only vaguely say, "Almost."

He certainly wouldn't fall in love with anyone.

The girl who asked the question sighed, and said half-jokingly: "Okay, I'll wait and see."

"You just said you were just asking!"

"No way? Ask first and wait!"

Amidst the youthful laughter, Pei Qingyuan, who had been listening quietly all night, only glanced at the faces of his classmates with unpredictable emotions until now.

After the dinner party, the students were separated according to the dormitory, and they took a taxi or walked back to school.

No one in the class lives with Ji Tong and Pei Qingyuan, so they walk together alone.

While chatting, Ji Tong was being fed by the host, unknowingly he was full again, and decided to take a leisurely walk back.

Looking at the figures of the students in twos and threes in front of him, and at the starlight above his head, Ji Tong was in a happy mood, and stretched out his hand to poke the host's arm.

"Is the host full tonight?"

There is no one else around, so you can chat with confidence.

"Yeah." Pei Qingyuan paused, and suddenly said, "I remember you said that I was your first host."

Ji Tong's expression froze for a moment, and he replied, "Yes."

Although it is true, why this sentence sounds a bit weird.

Hearing this, Pei Qingyuan was silent for a while, and asked: "You... can only exist as a system?"

Ji Tong didn't understand: "In addition to staying in the host's consciousness as a system, you can also pretend to be a human like I am now."

"It's not a disguise." Pei Qingyuan said slowly, "There is no host or mission."

"Will you enter a certain world alone and live like ordinary people?" He tried to describe his guess more accurately, "Maybe it's for a test, maybe temporarily block the memory of artificial intelligence, and play an ordinary human being , in the face of birth, old age, sickness and death."

Because he can be directly connected with Ji Tong's consciousness, under some kind of strange accidental effect, he dreams of Ji Tong's experience in other worlds.

— This is the most likely conclusion that Pei Qingyuan came to after thinking about it for a day.

Human hobbies and habits are mostly stable, and perhaps AI is also like this.

So no matter which world he is in, Ji Tong likes a smart assistant named Xiaomei, likes mushrooms, cats and flowers, and likes to use the same human appearance.

Hearing what he said, Ji Tong laughed.

"No." He said lightly, "We came here to serve the host."

"This is the first world I've entered."

In fact, Ji Tong has recently discovered that since he changed his adult form, the host seems to have become... a bit domineering and stingy?

Ji Tong is very unfamiliar with this kind of emotion. After thinking about it for a while, he thinks it might be because the host is not used to it.

After all, now that he has come to a new environment, as an adult in the eyes of others, he may develop various independent interpersonal relationships, no longer like in his childhood form, where he can only stay by the host's side all the time.

Faced with this change, his host suddenly felt at a loss and started to think wildly, which should be a normal reaction.

As a good system that works hard, of course it is necessary to appease the host at this time.

"You are my first host." Ji Tong raised his hand and assured, "And you will always be my favorite human being."

Ji Tong seldom uses the word forever, it used to be a kind of extravagant delusion, but it fits perfectly in this sentence.

Pei Qingyuan said in front of the camera that his appearance was the luckiest thing for him.

But what he didn't know was that on the day of the interview, the black-and-white ceramic cat who was lying on the sofa and didn't dare to move around thought the same way.

Under the reflection of starlight and moonlight, Pei Qingyuan saw the young man beside him staring at him with the clearest eyes, and his voice was extremely serious.

"You are irreplaceable."