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Jiang Ming patted 212805 on the shoulder and said with a smug smile, "How are you doing, buddy? Are you satisfied?"

212805 didn't speak, maybe he was too excited, just nodded to express his emotion.

Jiang Ming was in a good mood, and he had an indescribable feeling in contact with 212805, which was very strange.

In the past, in order to get close to or get closer to Two-dimensional characters, people would imitate themselves and try their best to match their own outfits with their favorite Two-dimensional characters. Over time, they developed into a special type of Two-dimensional culture, also called COSPLAY. .

Most of the people who can accept the two-dimensionalization of artificial intelligence bodies are also people who like cosplay.

Jiang Ming suddenly felt that it was very strange that various niche groups were constantly appearing in this world (or it has always been there, but it has never been discovered), and then there are people who are constantly looking at them with various puzzles, doubts and even contempt. Work hard towards your own direction until you are well known by the public, until you are understood and recognized by the public.

Some people are always covered with "negative energy" from the outside world, and then create positive energy with a lot of energy.

A person full of positive energy, Jiang Ming thought for a while, opened the blackout curtain of the study, the sunlight immediately filled the entire study space, warm and comfortable temperature hit, Jiang Ming closed his eyes and took a deep breath, Thinking about trying to be a person full of positive energy.

Jiang Ming called 212805 together, and the two slowly cleaned up the house together.Jiang Ming forbids 212805 to use various machines and equipment or physical artificial intelligence, and two people do it manually.

212805 is not too tired, he is very satisfied with his current body, the results of Jiang Ming's hard work for more than a month made him so happy that he even sang songs while doing housework, but the songs were too weird, almost They are all national anthems, such as I love the motherland, and they are out of tune, and Jiang Ming has a headache when he sings, so he can't bear to silence 212805.

But this still can't stop 212805's enthusiasm. Since he is not allowed to grow up, 212805 finds songs like singing about the motherland many years ago through the Internet to listen to. This is even better. The artificial intelligence connected to the home network will The singing can be heard in every room and every corner of the house, almost everywhere.

But other singers were on tune, and Jiang Ming accepted this fact with a tired expression.

After dinner in the evening, Jiang Ming couldn't help but log in to "Star Wars" again, took a deep look at the remaining time for several times, and exited the game helplessly and painfully.

After 212805 obtained his body, he rebelled again and returned to the Jinjiang camp, and his mantra changed back to "Do you want code words?"

After a day of getting along today, Jiang Ming rebelled again and returned to the camp that disliked 212805. Looking left and right, 212805 was satisfied with everything except the body he coded and created by himself, even including him now. His gentle and magnetic voice was deeply disgusted by Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming rubbed his face vigorously, and took the outline notebook handed over by 212805. The article "Shanghao", the outline of the second life, is still equal to zero.

Fortunately, Jiang Ming already had a general direction for the plot of the second and third worlds in his mind. He looked at the outline equal to zero and comforted himself. At least we have a main line. He just hasn't learned how to write an outline yet. .

When the company is less busy and has time, Jiang Ming plans to systematically learn how to write an outline.

In the second world, Shang Hao's name was still Shi Shi, Shi Gu didn't have a name, so he could be called whatever he looked like.

The plot of this life was actually written by Jiang Ming during the time when he was busy learning coding. After updating it intermittently for a month, it finally came to an end.

In this life, the small village that used to live peacefully encountered a famine, and the grain harvest was pitiful, and they failed to protect most of the grain during the battle. In order not to be slaves, they chose to flee from their hometown.

Shanghao also chose the same way. He has some food reserves at home, and he brought dry food with him, and a mouse that was caught stealing alcohol at home a year ago and then raised as a pet was on the road. A year ago, every family had a bumper harvest. After that, it changed its appearance, only saying that things in the world are impermanent.

Now that the plot has progressed to the point where the dry food has been eaten up, Shang Hao managed to find some food by relying on Shi Gu’s sense of smell, and there is not much water left in the water bag. Jiang Ming wanted to force He, but it seems cannot.

Jiang Ming followed the existing plot in his mind and thought about the next plot: the mouse Shigu was fighting with Shang Hao who was fleeing famine on the road, and accidentally grabbed a gap in the water bag, and the water leaked out...

There is a wilderness in front of them, and the village where people gather is behind the big slope with no grass in front, but they can't hold on...

"Snapped--"

Jiang Ming closed the notebook and began to fill in the ending for the two people in the second life.

This life is destined to be a life. Jiang Ming has his own reasons. After all, Shi Gu grew up spoiled by his elder brother and all the immortals. He was mischievous every day, and no one would say anything. As a human being, you should experience some things and learn to grow.

In the first life, he learned to fight side by side with others. In the second life, he should learn to let go and take care of him. He must learn something in every reincarnation he experiences in the future, and then he will be reborn and become a fairy again.

"After the little mouse who stole wine and drank was caught, Shanghao didn't feed him to the wild cats, but stayed in his home and took care of it. One year, whether it is long or short, is very good at The heartless mouse left a gentle and caring mark on its heart.

Shanghao fell under a dead tree. Before he died, he cut his own wrist with a stone and forced his little pet that he had raised for more than a year to drink his blood. One of the two must survive...

The little mouse was terrified, Shang Hao had no strength to hold him, and within a few sips, the mouse fell to the ground, accompanied by Shang Hao's body lying on the ground, helplessly circling back and forth, exhausting almost all its strength .

Shanghao breathed a sigh of relief, his chapped lips and palms stained with his own blood were particularly dazzling. He pointed to the direction of the barren mountain and told the little mouse that there was a village on the other side of the mountain, as long as they turned over the mountain can survive...

The little mouse seemed to understand what he said, stopped its circling body, looked towards the direction of the hillside, and ran away suddenly, as if using the speed of escape. He thought: If there is really a person on the other side of the mountain, then the stone is If not, you will be saved.

After he ran away, Shang Hao died. He probably had hallucinations before he died. The figure that kept running away gradually turned into a huge eight-browed pig, and then turned into a person. A jar of wine, drunk and aggressively asked him if he wanted to drink together..."

[End of the second life~Take two days off to organize the outline of the third life, see you the day after tomorrow~]

After finishing writing, and looking for a leave note that he felt particularly confident in, Jiang Ming suddenly felt a little at a loss.

He opened his notebook and stared at the outline that wasn't an outline for a long time, and suddenly found that... the plot of Shanghao's recovery of memory was brought forward by a full cycle!

Jiang Ming: "..."

Ke Ke woke up, and the nanny 212805 went back to the virtual space to take care of the children. The music singing the motherland that had been playing before did not know when it stopped.

In short, after typing the words, Jiang Ming felt...empty. This adjective may not be a good one. He is like an artificial intelligence that has just rebooted. I stayed there for a while, and stared there for a while, feeling that nothing was right.

212805 On the floor under the floor-to-ceiling windows of Jiang Ming’s study, a door leading to the virtual space was opened. Before Jiang Ming could react, as an artificial intelligence, without the consent of the owner, he carved a letter next to the “door”——“To the The Door to Happiness".

After Jiang Ming sat blankly for nearly half an hour, he didn't save anything, and forced the light screen back into the light brain, and then entered the virtual space through the "gate to happiness" like a walking mummy.

He came in too suddenly, and the alpaca who was chasing the swish did not pay attention and kicked him.

Jiang Ming fell to the ground with a "boom", and seemed to wake up now...

The entire virtual space is under the feeling of 212805. Jiang Ming saw it as soon as he came in, and urgently closed a small program of the alpaca, so that the kick that the alpaca kicked Jiang Ming was not so hard, but Jiang Ming still I fell to the ground.

212805 was worried, so he came out to have a look, and walked out of the room with Keke in his arms.Jiang Ming was still lying on the ground. After hearing the sound of the door opening, he quickly got up from the ground, pretending that nothing happened, and went to sit on the sofa in the living room.

212805:"……"

Keke was very sticky after being sick, so she stretched out her short paws to be hugged by Jiang Ming, and Jiang Ming took Keke by chance.He 212805 said: "The new chapter is finished, please hang up the two-day leave slip for me when you post it." Jiang Ming paused and added: "Don't press readers."

Although the Two-dimensional212805 encoded by Jiang Ming is very handsome, there are still many shortcomings, such as the chin can be used as a murder weapon, and the lips are so thin that there is almost only a line left...

Just as he disliked the words he coded, Jiang Ming now somewhat dislikes the body he coded, but he couldn't disappoint 212805, so he took out his phone and complained in the group.

A large group of sympathetic hosts popped up, complaining about their artificial intelligence together, just like the neighbors and aunts sitting around a mahjong table crazily complaining about their own children, but even though they said so, but I can't stand others saying something that's really bad.

The topic started to chat about this, a large group of "ma friends" chatted in full swing in the group, and Jiang Ming's hand speed, which he had practiced in coding for several months, couldn't keep up with the progress of the chat. Only the main screen, silently accumulating materials for the new article, At the same time, I admire these "neighbors and aunts" very much. This hand speed is simply a tentacle monster.