Be an RPG Player in the World of Kexue

Chihara Chiya was once a novice guide to an intelligent NPC in a confrontational RPG game, but that was a long time ago. After being complained by a colleague for the 99th time, a novice player who was guided by himself tried to put a devil pepper into the mouth of the boss at the end of the level to interrupt the opponent's ultimate move. He was finally thrown into the recycle bin and destroyed by the mastermind along with his data because he failed the intelligent NPC assessment. When he opened his eyes again, holding the black antique clamshell machine in his hand and looking around at the unfamiliar containers, Chihara Zhiya fell into deep thought. At this moment, a mechanical prompt suddenly sounded in my ears: [You went to the port warehouse area to relax and accidentally picked up a mobile phone. You decided to——] A. Give it to the police uncle. B. What is this? I haven't eaten it yet, so I gnawed, gnawed, gnawed, gnawed— C. Dial the nearest contact person and tell the other person, "Your cub is in my hands. If you want to redeem it, just bring a pack of Wangzi steamed buns in exchange!" Have you... Entered a new RPG game and become a novice player? ——He is familiar with this job! Looking down at the phone, Zhiyuan Zhiya pondered for a moment and then dialed a number. The call was quickly connected. Without waiting for the other party to say anything, he immediately lowered his tone and spoke pitifully: "Your name is Ginjiu, right? Listen, your cub is in my hands now. If you want to redeem it, bring a pack of Wangzi steamed buns and come to the C1 area of the pier to exchange it with me!" —— The phone hangs up. Feeling the cold air rushing beside him, Vodka asked cautiously: "Brother, your mobile phone...?" —————— After gradually adapting to the extremely high crime rate in this city, Zhihara Zhiya was able to sit calmly in the coffee shop downstairs and order an espresso for himself. But, the good times did not last long. The next second. Looking at the blond man walking towards his table with coffee and a smile on his face, a dialog box popped up in front of Chihara Zhiya again. You saw a handsome waiter with blond hair and dark skin. You were deeply attracted by his appearance, so you decided—— A. Lower your voice, lean into the other person's ear, and ask: "Brother, do you want cereal?" B. Spilled the coffee in the other person's face and yelled, "You scumbag! The baby in my belly is already three months old, and you are actually working as a cowherd outside behind my back!" C. Smiled evilly at the other person and asked him: "Young man, are you losing this golden Aihubi, or this silver Aihubi?" Zhiyuan Zhiya pondered for a moment and decisively chose B. "—Scumbag! I've already spoiled your child for three months, and you're actually working as a cowherd behind my back!" In a corner of the cafe, a police officer with curly hair and sunglasses, a police officer with half-long hair and droopy eyes, and a street musician with cat-eye beard put down the sandwiches in their hands almost at the same time, their pupils trembling. —————— Tomoya Chihara, who was lucky enough to recover his source code, originally planned to settle down in Mihua Town to live out his old life. However, with each different choice he made, he found that the NPC colleagues he knew in this world looked at him, and it seemed that something was getting more and more wrong. A certain blond policeman: He is like the secret itself. One day I will clear the fog and see his color clearly. A certain TK model worker: Chartreuse? Hehe, he's just a piece of trash whose brain was damaged by experiments. As the novice guiding artificial body that has the most contact with humans, Zhiyuan Zhi can also feel the complex senses of humans on him, but he doesn't care. ——In other words, he couldn't care. Are all hearts formed by data cold? Zhiyuan Zhi also doesn't know. After completing the last choice in his life, bathing in the shocked and painful gazes of everyone, Zhihara Zhiya jumped down from the ruins of the organization base without hesitation. Since then, machines have made bones, and flesh and blood have grown into flowers. Under the brilliant and grand firelight, Zhiyuan Zhiya pressed his chest and heard his own heartbeat for the first time. [Instructions for consumption] ☆Zhizhi is artificial intelligence. Artificial intelligence cannot understand human love (bushi), so there is no CP. ☆HE, there may be certain changes in the timeline. 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