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nChi Xiaochi and Lou Ying left their parasites in bed to recuperate, while the spirits went up to the rooftop of the silo to get some fresh air.

nToo much was said in one breath and both men were a little dizzy.

nLou Ying’s memory, at best, is one per cent recovered.

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nAt first, he attached only fragments of memories related to Chi Xiaochi to the disk, but the years he spent working on the system were finally stirred into pieces in that machine and dispersed without a trace.

nIt is a good thing that they were thrown into this world at the behest of Lord GOD.

nLou Ying, in his parallel world, has at least filled in all his memories of when he was alive.

nLou Ying pressed her temple.

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nHe remembers that after being formatted, he lay for a week before he rejoined his eighth host, Lv Fan, as 061.

nBy then, he had lost all memory of his previous mission, and greeted him politely as if it were his first: “Hello, Mr Lu.”

nBefore she returned, Lou Ying already knew that she had been reported by her current host, for reasons unknown, most likely for some serious mistake she had made.

nNo matter how much he asked, his closest friends, 089 and 023, refused to tell him the truth, and only repeatedly advised him not to get too close to people he didn’t know.

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nAs a result, Lou Ying chose to stay away from this host.

nI don’t know if he had been warned by the system that had come to take his place earlier, but Lv Fan also started calling him by his code name and never mentioned what had happened in the first place, being formal and cowering, as if he had done something terribly wrong.

nLou Ying thus politely took him through the rest of his task.

nIn the last world, Lv Fan, who was drunk because he had to raid the quest object, made his way back home, puking all over himself and looking a bit miserable.

nLou Ying had to take on a form and wanted to fulfil the system’s responsibility to the host.

nLv Fan took one look at Lou Ying’s face and let out a scream, backing up on his hands and knees as if to get away from a nightmare that was causing him so much pain.

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nHe cowered in the corner of the bed, holding his face in his hands as he wept, saying “I’m sorry”, “I didn’t think it would come to this” and “I didn’t know”.

nLou Ying, towel in hand, stood by the bed and raised her hand to touch her face in confusion.

nAfter completing the tenth mission, Lv Fan chose one of the ten mission worlds at random and left in a hurry, never to be heard from again.

nLou Ying sleepwalked through two more worlds, letting his mechanised mind invade his head a little.

nHe forgot what it was like to be a human being until he met Chi Xiaochi again and experienced the shock, the discomfort, the laughter and the tears all over again.

nThen there was awe, admiration and admiration.

nAnd then, there is the weakness of heart, the jealousy, the thumping of the heart.

nChi Xiaochi adds colour to the increasingly blank Lou Ying.

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nAnd Lou Ying wants to be human again for Chi Xiaochi.

nAnd the person who made his heart flutter was now sitting to his right, wearing a light cotton nightgown, one leg crossed and the other stretched out, stomping on the iron railings of the rooftop, less than five centimetres high, in front of Lou Ying.

nThe gesture of protection, if anything, made Lou Ying’s heart flutter.

nChi Xiaochi lifted the disk to his eyes and looked at it, then tucked it back into his pocket.

nLou Ying asked, “Any ideas?”

nChi Xiaochi raised an eyebrow, “Ask me?”

nLou Ying was not very nice and coughed dryly, “The 32-bit password …… is quite long.”

nChi Xiaochi looks at him: “How did you come up with such a long password in the first place?”

nLou Ying : “Consider …… safety, I guess.”

nIt is very safe.

nSafe to two men with a disk, at a loss for words.

nSealed here is evidence of Lord GOD’s violation of the entropy transmission line buried in the host, and proof that this was a premeditated, long-term violation that can in no way be explained by a momentary lapse.

nBut the problem is that they can’t dismantle this evidence themselves anymore.

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nChi Xiaochi traced the shape of the disk in his pocket with his fingertips: “Think about it, if you were encrypting an important disk right now, what would you most likely choose as a password?”

nLou Ying muses, “The initials and birthday are too simple. I wouldn’t go with that, it’s too insecure.”

nChi Xiaochi tried to enlighten him, “What about the last names or first names of the first eight hosts?”

nLou Ying shook his head: “I did make a point of looking up information about them after I was formatted. All of their names strung together would have been over 32 letters long ago. If we’re talking about birthdays ……”

nHe tried to crack the disk with this thought.

nBut after entering eight different years and months in turn, Lou Ying shook her head reluctantly: “No.”

nHere the analysis comes to a deadlock again.

nLou Ying said, “I did leave some messages on the outside of the disk that would alert me to ……”

nAt this point in the conversation, he suddenly realises something is wrong and brakes in time to shut up.

nChi Xiaochi looked up and asked him, “What’s the message?”

nLou Ying eyes ahead: “There’s nothing on …….”

nChi Xiaochi narrowed his eyes slightly, “What is the message related to?”

nLou Ying tilted her head away and blushed as she thought of all the times she’d been in trouble: “Just a few inconsequential tips …….”

n”A hint?” Chi Xiaochi went after his eyes, “Let me see, what’s the hint. Wouldn’t it be quicker for two people to think together?”

nLou Ying braced herself for a denial, “I didn’t find anything special.”

nChi Xiaochi Felt a vague clue: “It can’t be me ……”

nLou Ying immediately let out a low grunt, “…… headache.”

nChi Xiaochi immediately dismissed all thoughts and crouched down behind Lou Ying to rub his head gently.

nLou Ying laughs at her own naivety.

nSuddenly he had to show all his past misses and loves to another person without any reservation, he was not ready for everything.

nAlthough this is necessary in terms of the efficiency of cracking the disk.

nLou Ying closed her eyes and took a deep breath to tune herself up.

nAs she rubbed Lou Ying’s temples, Chi Xiaochi confirmed with Lou Ying again, “Your boss didn’t hear what we were saying, did he?”

n” Lord GOD does not have unconditional access to the slavery system. Even if it were to monitor us, it would certainly leave a trail of access.” Lou Ying turned her face sideways and looked Chi Xiaochi in the eye, “I’ve had full scan mode on for data since this afternoon, ready to disperse anomalous data, it won’t be asking for trouble at this point.”

nChi Xiaochi : “Does it spy on us a lot?”

nLou Ying thought for a moment and told the truth: “Yesterday, it came online to see us 28 times, for a total of three hours before and after. Today it was probably busier and only came in three times in the morning.”

nChi Xiaochi leaned in close to Lou Ying’s face and scolded with a grin, “Pervert.”

nLou Ying is helpless: “It can’t hear you now.”

nChi Xiaochi : “Record this. When it comes, give it a loop.”

nLou Ying couldn’t help but smile at his close, vividly expressive face and looked at him intently, “Then look at me and say it again and I’ll record it.”

nChi Xiaochi cleared her throat, got her emotions up to full strength, came to Lou Ying’s face and said in a subdued voice, “Fucking pervert.”

nBefore the words were out of her mouth, Lou Ying shifted into a crouching position, kissed Chi Xiaochi on the left cheek and whispered, “Mmm. Sorry.”

nChi Xiaochi froze for a moment, the tips of her ears turning a little red: “You’re getting scolded for the loan.”

nLou Ying laughs at his always whimsical metaphors: “Yes, one has to get a good loan to do the next thing.”

nChi Xiaochi was a little nervous: “…… what?”

n”What you see next …… may be a little embarrassing.” Lou Ying paused and took two breaths before he could bring himself to continue in a calm state, “But I think you should still know about the …… message I encrypted on the disk.”

nHe moved a little closer to Chi Xiaochi and touched the edge of his lips with his fingertips, asking for his opinion, “Is it okay if I …… do it?”

nChi Xiaochi probably understood his intentions and gave a laugh, trying to look less fledgling, but her throat couldn’t help but tighten up at once: “All your messages, are they transmitted through the USB port?”

n”No.” Lou Ying replied sincerely, “The information is transmitted directly to your brain.”

n”So why ……”

n”Because …… if that happens, I’m worried that after a while I won’t dare look you in the eye.” Lou Ying, the gentleman, blushed again seriously, “So, is that okay?”

nChi Xiaochi purses his lips and ponders for a long time.

nLou Ying just kept looking at him until the man across the table closed his eyes and acquiesced to his invitation.

nLou Ying silently reviewed the kissing guide she had downloaded previously.

nWhen her lips lightly touched the edge of Chi Xiaochi’s, the other woman gave a soft “mmm” and visibly drew back a few centimetres, instinctively wary of a sober kiss in which she was in full control.

nBut sooner or later he needed to take that step, and so did Lou Ying.

nAfter re-capturing those lips, Lou Ying never let go easily.

nLou Ying lifted her right hand and pressed her fingers to Chi Xiaochi’s temple, telling Chi Xiaochi, with all due respect, all the things she had done over the years, all the impulsive and stupid things she had done, in short, things that were not like Lou Ying.

nHe was not afraid that later on Chi Xiaochi would make short work of him for these things.

nHe even wished that Chi Xiaochi had more of a handle on himself and his shortcomings to convince him that he was the one he had to have from the start, so that he could comfort his long-lost heart on a cold and windy night.

nLou Ying fell in love with Chi Xiaochi a little before Chi Xiaochi fell in love with Lou Ying.

nLou Ying doesn’t remember how she carried Chi Xiaochi back downstairs to her home that night, except that it was a long, good night that followed.

nThe two did nothing but lie side by side, sleeping in the same bed, without even a single dream.

nThe dreamer is already around.

nIn contrast, Zhu Shoucheng, who was afraid to sleep all night, only drifted off at seven or eight in the morning, but his dreams were also a mess, with a nauseating odour that went straight to his brain and made him sick to his stomach, but he couldn’t wake up anyway.

nWhen he woke up, he was again all sticky and sweaty.

nNo sooner had he taken a breath than the voice that had awakened him from his dream came again abruptly.

nKnock, knock, knock, knock.

nZhu Shoucheng stepped drowsily onto his slippers and frowned, “Who is it?”

nThere was no answer, just a solid knock on the door.

n”Who is it?”

nZhu Shoucheng, flustered by the knock, raised his voice to ask.

nThere was still no answer at the door.

nZhu Shoucheng glanced up at the wall clock and was abruptly distracted.

n…… How did it get to 3pm already?

nSo, outside the door is ……

nYesterday’s bizarre dream sank like a stone in his stomach, and the knock on the door woke up his worst memories, causing the sinking feeling to churn again.

nBut he had to open the door again.

nZhu Shoucheng walks heavily to the door, feeling for the first time that it is so revolting and sad to press the door handle and welcome a child in.

n”Mr. Chu.”

nOutside the door was Chi Xiaochi’s good-for-nothing face, clutching a pile of cramming materials with an eager look on his face: “What took you so long to open the door? I’m here for the tutorials.”

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