nightmare exec

Inside Shaffley's private estate.

Under the crystal chandelier, the interior space composed of metal sculptures, solid wood wall panels, large green plants and leather sofas is spacious and luxurious.But what surprised Song Yin the most was a cute boy in a white shirt, argyle vest and suit shorts standing on the retro parquet floor tiles in the foyer.

Song Yin remembers very clearly that Shaffley himself said that "the executives in purgatory are all adults", so the "child" in front of him is probably Shaffley's own assistant—but why did he set the assistant? As a child?

It wasn't that Song Yin was too evil, but some bad possibilities did appear in his mind.

So the question came-

If this is the case, is Shaffery illegal?Does the Aksha system care?Would his assistant officer acquiesce in this kind of infringement?

Just now Shaffery was talking about "abandoning the mechanical thinking conventionally established in human society". Could it be that he did this outrageous scandal?

In just a few seconds, Song Yin's head ran through many bullet screens in one breath, and each one was more wrong than the other.

And just when he was thinking about what to do, he suddenly felt a heavy slap on the shoulder.

"What are you thinking about?" Shaffley waved his hand in front of his eyes, then pointed to the boy and introduced him: "This is my brother, Xiaohao."

"……younger brother?"

Song Yin looked at the boy carefully again. Although there was a huge age gap, he had to admit that his facial features were at least five or six points similar to that of Shaffley.

But if you take a closer look, the boy's demeanor is out of touch with his age. Rather than saying that he is young and old, it is more like Ergou's usual "standby state" - expressionless.

Unmistakable, this is an artificial intelligence.

Song Yin was wondering if Shaffley had any obsession with his younger brother, when he heard the young man say to Shaffley in a crisp voice, "The vice-captain of the first team asked you to drink just now, but you gave him a drink." It was late, so he was very angry, let me send you a message."

"Thank you, I'll reply to him later." Shaffley patted his head.

The boy still stood in front of the hall and refused to leave, even looking at Song Yin and the others with a cold gaze: "Are you going to the amusement park again?"

Shaffley smiled and pressed his forehead with an index finger: "You don't need to worry about this. It's late at night, go to sleep, and be careful not to grow taller."

Judging from the boy's expression, he obviously did not agree with Shafley's connection between "sleeping late" and "not growing tall".But like other auxiliaries, he also showed a high degree of obedience to the executive officer—quickly turned and disappeared into the corridor on the right side of the hall.

"This child... is the assistant officer?" Song Yin couldn't help asking while disliking himself for being meddlesome.

"He's my brother."

Shaffley seemed to answer, but he didn't seem to.He reached out and slapped Song Yin hard, pushing Song Yin into the brightly lit hall.

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Under Shafelai's guidance, Song Yin and the beauties came to the lounge on the right side of the hall on the first floor.

This is a room with a spacious sofa and a long coffee table.The beauties put their handbags on the coffee table, and then as if by magic, they pulled out all kinds of cosmetics, wigs and even suspicious flesh-pink silicone objects.

Having never eaten pork and seen pigs walking, Song Yin jumped up suddenly: "Silicone fake breasts? You fucking want to pretend I'm a woman?!"

Shaffley, who was leaning on the sofa, grabbed him and said, "As I said, you need to change clothes to go to the amusement park, and I have the final say on what to change."

"I agreed." Song Yin didn't think about denying it, "but women's clothing is not acceptable, absolutely not!"

"Why can't you wear women's clothes? You can even wear a cat headgear, why can't you wear women's clothes? Are you looking down on female compatriots who can hold up half the sky?"

As soon as Shafelai said this, Song Yin suddenly felt the vicious eyes of several beautiful sisters stabbing at him.

"I can't afford to wear such a big hat of yours!" He tried to argue, "I'm afraid that even if I change clothes, I won't look like a woman, but instead look like a mermaid, discrediting the fairy sisters!"

"You don't need to worry about that." Shafele looked at the beauties who were already ready to move, "These are the top beauty makeup masters in Purgatory, just close your eyes and leave it to them."

As he spoke, he looked down at his phone, indicating that it was getting late, and he had to pack up his clothes.Before leaving, he pointed to a large paper bag next to the sofa and said that all the items that the ladies ordered were packed in it.

Song Yin didn't see what was in the paper bag, because he was already surrounded by women.

In the next hour, he underwent the first complete super transformation in his life-from eyebrow shaping and shaving, to skin care and makeup, tracing slender eyeliner, small smoky eye shadow and tomato-based lipstick.

While waiting for the primer on the false eyelashes to dry completely, he was pressed to try on several different wigs, and the women voted democratically.The last piece of short silver hair with exaggerated curls stood out and was firmly fixed outside the hairnet on Song Yin's head.

"Brain hurts!" Song Yin grinned and protested against the ten tortures in purgatory, but the women only got merciless ridicule.

The contents of the big paper bag finally appeared.This is a small black gothic dress that makes Song Yin's hair stand on end.The exaggerated puff sleeves just rightly modify the broad shoulders of the man, and the lace decoration on the neck conceals the existence of the voice changer.

The most "wonderful" thing is the sponge pad that comes with the chest of the dress. Under the premise of Song Yin's resistance to the silicone breast pad, it at least maintains the last dignity of a flat-chested girl.

After the strict scrutiny of the women, this huge project has finally come to an end.

After putting on a small top hat, black lace stockings, and flat-heeled round-toed leather shoes decorated with roses, Song Yin was pushed in front of a huge full-length mirror.

Even he himself was taken aback - in the mirror, he was completely dressed up and beautiful, and even his innate looseness was packaged into a more refined laziness and charm.

Of course, this charming girl is close to 1.8 meters tall.

"What did I say? This women's outfit really suits you very well."

In the sound of the women frequently pressing the shutter of their mobile phones, Shaffley appeared at the door like a ghost.

He, too, had changed into an evening dress, and carried a gilded cane.A bolo tie in tsavorite sparkled in the light.

"Which evil spirit castle are we going to drink tomato juice?" Song Yin used a silly joke to cover up his embarrassment.

"I don't know if there are evil spirits, but you will definitely see all kinds of monsters tonight."

Shafelai walked up to Song Yin in two or three steps, and looked at it carefully with his chin propped: "Sure enough, I didn't miss her. She is indeed a beautiful woman, but she is still far behind Xiao Mithril."

Song Yin thought that Lao Tzu had made such a big sacrifice, and he was still being compared, so he felt a little uncomfortable.

Immediately afterwards, he thought of Qi Zhengnan from Mithril - what would that guy's reaction be if he saw himself dressed like this?Ridicule, ridicule, disdain or surprise?

No, how could it be the last one.That guy had worked with quite a few supermodels when he was a model, and there were many androgynous beauties among them.Even if he is in purgatory now, he still has the image spokesperson of "Yellow Spring Mineral Water" by his side, the top female clothing boss in purgatory.

But having said that, he always thought that Qi Zhengnan, a straight steel man, didn't like to see men wearing women's clothes.

I remember when I was in junior high school, it was fashionable to follow the example of Japan in organizing school festivals and organizing stalls in the form of clubs.Everyone in the programming interest group decided to open a maid cafe, and one of them sent a small skirt.As a result, Qi Zhengnan bumped into his dress when he brought it home. It seemed to be nothing at the time, but the skirt disappeared strangely the next day.Immediately afterwards, the maid cafe was banned by the school, and the instructor was also replaced.

By the way, the instructor later left his job to start a business teaching children programming, and within a few years, he was included in the bureau-obscene minors.

"...I'm going, am I sick in my head? What are you thinking about!"

Song Yin spurned the smell of lemon that came out of her inexplicably, and instead began to actively urge her to leave for the amusement park.

"Wait, don't worry, put this on." Shafele took out a silver necklace from his pocket, connected with a bone carving pendant, and tied it around Song Yin's neck with his own hands.

"Don't take it off casually, this is the amulet." He warned, "Wear it, no one will dare to bully you...except me."

"Brother, do you carry the excerpts of the overbearing president's novel with you?" Although Song Yin put on the necklace, she did not forget to share her freshly baked lemon pie: "Don't look for the shadow of 'others' in me .”

Here, the two people who were subtly soured together have already finished their work.Shaffley thanked several beauties for their help, and said that they could play freely in the mansion, as long as they did not disturb his brother's rest.Then he led Song Yin through the long corridor towards the battle preparation room.

The brand-new leather shoes made a crisp kicking sound on the hard wooden floor, but the surroundings seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Song Yin's throat was a little itchy, and he couldn't help but make a sound.

"Well, where are the assistant officers when they are free? Do they also have their own safe house? Or do they live in some dormitory?"

"You want to ask me why I left Xiaohao to sleep in the safe house." Shafele said bluntly, "Not only that, but I also eat with him, buy him toys, tell stories, and teach him the rules of dealing with people Woolen cloth."

"You really think of him as your younger brother?" Song Yin was speechless. "With all due respect, it's just a pre-programmed artificial intelligence that even knows more than you and me."

Shaffery is slowed down by his question: "Man is not called man because he is perfect, but on the contrary, only the imperfect is truly human."

Speaking of this, he asked Song Yin: "What do you think of your assistant officer?"

"It's a bit annoying." Song Yin thought for a while, and decided to tell the truth, "But he really considers me 100%, which I am very grateful for."

"That's for sure. To put it bluntly, the assistant officer is a perfect program. His core drive is directed at the executive officer. In other words, he is selfless and fearless, and exists only to maximize the interests of the executive officer."

Speaking of this, Shafele blinked: "So, in the eyes of many people, the assistant officer is the partner, friend or family member they really want."

"Could you also..." Song Yin still couldn't hold back the question.

"Me? I'm not interested in a perfect partner." Shaffley shook his head frankly, "My sweetheart is full of problems."

Song Yin breathed a sigh of relief: "It's true, after all, the artificial intelligence is not a real person, and there is always a little bit of awkwardness."

"I don't care if they are human or not." Shaffley twirled his cane, and a ray of golden streamer came out from the tip of the cane: "You are also a person who walked through the airport in the world, haven't you ever thought about who arranged for us to settle in this world, and who Who gave us our current identities and personalities? If we are also programmed by invisible forces, what is the difference with artificial intelligence.”

"...I'm almost confused by you." Song Yin regretted why he asked the question. He never thought that Shaffley would say such profound remarks.

"People who really don't understand don't even think about it. I'm glad I could talk to you."

In the blink of an eye, Shaffley had already reached the end of the corridor and pushed open a heavy solid wooden door.

"Ready for 'another world'?"

There is nothing to hesitate now, Song Yin nodded very simply, but subconsciously pressed her heart to suppress the vague uneasiness in her heart.

During the moment when he opened the door, he inexplicably recalled the "brother" and the big hug he left for Ergou before going to the appointment tonight.

Is that looking forward to a perfect family, a perfect brother?

But there was already a man in this purgatory who seemed to be worthy of his brother for more than ten years.

If Qi Zhengnan's feelings are used as the benchmark of "brotherhood", then his emotional expectations for Ergou are obviously different.

Which side is the deviation...

But now is not the time to think about sorting it all out.

With the slow opening of the solid wooden door, some colorful lights emerged from the darkness, illuminating Song Yin's eyes.

amusement park!

The author has something to say:

Song Yin: Qi Zhengnan doesn't seem to like big guys in women's clothing.

Qi Zhengnan: You are usually so smart, why can't you understand this matter?

Shaffley: I like the women's mogul!

Mithril: But I don't wear women's clothes for you.

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If the two of them don't quarrel in the future, and Xiao Song wears women's clothes again, Brother Nan will probably silently pull down the sides of the short skirt for him...

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The core drive that Shaffley mentioned is actually a stalk of "Western World".

Simply put, everyone has a purpose in life.The goal of human beings is self-interest and survival.And the assistant officer's goal is to be completely altruistic (executive officer).Therefore, compared with a real person, the assistant officer is the most perfect lover and family member.

But it is also like this, the assistant officer is not a human being.

In a way, what we seek inside is something that doesn't exist