In the Apartment: My Cute Girlfriend

Although Yang Yu escaped the disaster by taking out the powerful weapon of artificial intelligence, this also made Yang Yu's funds temporarily difficult to turn over. After all, he did not have much liquid funds on hand, and this time he had basically spent it all.

Moreover, many things that can make money cannot be used casually due to international reasons, confidentiality reasons, immature environment, or hiding his identity.

Yang Yu searched through the props he invented and finally found something that was barely usable.

Pseudo virtual reality.

Yang Yu can achieve true virtual reality, but this era is not yet ready for the arrival of this technology. Simply put, it is too expensive, and only high-end customization is acceptable, which is not cost-effective. Therefore, it has been downgraded to a lower level, and one needs to wear virtual glasses to see it.

Yang Yu had no choice but to use up this technology for his own benefit, and in order to make more money he went to various places to buy a lot of copyrights.

Thinking of this, Yang Yu suddenly looked at Guan Gu Shenqi with a strange expression. It seemed that he had something else to say.

"Guan Gu, I went on a business trip to the Chicken Kingdom this time." When Yang Yu said this, his expression became even weirder, and he looked like he was trying to hold back his laughter.

"Really? Yang Yu-san, have the cherry blossoms in your hometown bloomed?" Guan Gu Shenqi didn't notice that anything was wrong with Yang Yu, and his face was full of nostalgic memories.

"Ah?" Yang Yu was confused.

"Hehe, this is a sentence from the program recommended by Zhang Wei that I think is very interesting. What I actually wanted to say is, are the cherry blossoms beautiful?" Guan Gu Shenqi scratched his head embarrassedly. There was still a little embarrassment when he said this.

"The cherry blossoms are pretty, but Guan Gu..." Yang Yu hesitated a little, pretending to hesitate. In fact, he was like Tang Youyou who knew the secret - he couldn't hold it back anymore.

"What's wrong?" Guan Gu Shenqi was a little confused.

"I was reading the newspaper while eating chicken at the foot basin, and heard that you were dead?" Yang Yu finally said it. If it weren't for the exaggerated smile on his face, it would still be somewhat credible.

"What?" Guan Gu Shenqi was stunned. "How could this happen?"

"If you don't believe me, just look." After saying that, Yang Yu took out a newspaper from his luggage. He had prepared this thing a long time ago.

Guan Gu took it hurriedly. It was filled with incoherent language, so he translated it word for word and read it out loud.

"Famous cartoonist Guan Gu Shenqi is terminally ill???"

"The thing I miss most before I die is my fans. To commemorate this great cartoonist, the Love Tripod Collector's Edition is about to be released. Stay tuned!"

"This is actually an advertisement? My death news is actually an advertisement. Damn, I hate advertisements the most."

Guan Gu Shenqi was very angry. He rolled up the newspaper into a ball and threw it into the trash can in the corner.

"Guan Gu, don't think too much, relax, relax." Yang Yu stepped forward and patted Guan Gu Shenqi's shoulder, who was gasping for breath due to anger, and comforted him softly.

"That's easy for you to say. The one who died was not you." Guan Gu Shenqi looked at Yang Yu angrily.

"I'm sorry, I really have never seen anyone die." Yang Yu couldn't hold back his laughter. He took the newspaper back specifically to see this scene with his own eyes.

Yang Yu's inner monologue: "This is what I want to see, this angry expression."

"Is this the gift you brought me?" Guan Gu Shenqi looked at Yang Yu with dissatisfaction, and there was even a hint of grievance in his words.

"Just kidding, this is my gift for you." Yang Yu patted Guan Gu Shenqi's shoulder and handed the gift box that had been prepared long ago to Guan Gu Shenqi.

"I knew you weren't that kind of person." Guan Gu Shenqi finally breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and opened the box in his hand.

It is a pair of VR glasses with a full sense of technology.

Guan Gu looked it up and down in confusion and asked, "What is this? Glasses?"

"Yes, it's virtual reality glasses. There is a button on the upper right corner. It's a switch. There are things prepared for you inside. Remember to go back to the house and take a look. I'm going to deliver gifts to other people." Yang Yu explained how to use it, waved his hand and left.

Guan Gu Shenqi returned to the room with doubts in his mind. After repeatedly looking at the pair of high-tech glasses without success, he put on the virtual glasses and pressed the button in the upper right corner with doubts in his heart.

The light screen in the glasses kept flashing, and Guan Gu Shenqi subconsciously closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he was surprised to find that a completely different scene appeared in front of him.

Guan Gu Shenqi was stunned by the scene in front of him and quickly took off his virtual glasses. When he saw that he was still in his room, he breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that Yang Yu's technology was getting stronger and stronger. The picture he saw with just a pair of virtual glasses was almost close to the virtual warehouse he had made before.

"The best in this country" Guan Gu put his glasses back on with surprise, and then kept turning the direction, and his perspective also turned with it, just like it was really in reality.

"But why do I feel a little familiar? Is it because of the chicken in the foot basin?" Guan Gu Shenqi looked around. This environment gave him a very familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere. Where was it?

"So, Guan Gu is living well at the Flower Farm now, right?" (Japanese)

The sudden sound startled Guan Gu Shenqi, but the sound made him feel inexplicably familiar. He hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound and finally found a figure in a corner. Guan Gu Shenqi looked closely and couldn't help shouting.

“Oh Doo Sang (father)?”

"Yes, we live in the same apartment building, and Sekiya is living very well here." (Japanese)

"Yang Yu?" Guan Gushenqi recognized the voice behind him, but did not see Yang Yu's figure through the glasses, or rather, the perspective of the glasses now was Yang Yu.

"I was a little nervous when I saw the newspaper before, but it's enough for me to know that he is doing well." Sekiya's father, Kenjiro Sekiya, sighed with a smile.

"Actually, you can let him contact him directly." Yang Yu couldn't help but persuade.

"He has a stubborn temper. Let me do as I please. There's no need to talk about it. Let's not talk about it anymore. Let's taste these dishes. These are authentic Sekiya dishes." Kenjiro Sekiya shook his head and didn't want to say more.

"It's delicious, especially the teriyaki silver sturgeon. Is there any secret?" Yang Yu asked curiously.

"Of course, the most important thing about this dish is to put one-third of a spoonful of sugar in the sauce." Kenjiro Sekiya said with a smile, his words full of pride and satisfaction.

But this sentence made Guan Gu Shenqi unbelievable, and he even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.