Trafford’s Trading Club

At the moment of entering the threshold gate, a feeling penetrated through some kind of thin film, and time swept up in Lochu's mind.

But it's just like a ripple of rain falling on a calm surface, but a moment of diffusion disappears invisible.

The sky is gray, and there seems to be too much unclean stuff hidden in the atmosphere.

Lochu landed on the roof of a building.

There are about sixty floors… but this tall building is everywhere, and the tall building he is in, is not the tallest building in the city at this time.

The density of the population made Lochu a little uncomfortable, but there were not many people walking in the streets, all living in their own bedrooms.

Plenty of pipes travel between buildings, which seems to be the usual way of getting around for people here… on the street, most often seen, but rather a machine that is sweeping the streets.

A row of almost identical neat windows, where you can find the other side of the symmetry… the world.

There is no mysterious side, but some humans have gained extraordinary power… seemingly through the transformation of the body, but it is still in its primary application and not yet mature, just to make the body stronger, more long-lived, and the brain more developed.

Lochu felt it all with his eyes closed.

The message of the world flows into his cognition, little by little, about the process of development and perfection of this sub-world.

“39.13% …” Lochu opened his eyes slowly, "almost to the limit. ”

The technology here is a lot higher than his 0003 subworld, but it's a little less perfect… Lochu turns around slowly.

A little bit of blue glow in front of him, a little body, appeared right in front of Rochu.

Blue hair, blue eyes, the same face as Alleyer in the 0003 sub-world, the only difference, probably in terms of clothing.

Wearing a blue-white, perfectly tight garment, the little girl's delicate body is like a thin film wrapped in front of her eyes, at her hips, with a long wire socket like a tail.

[Intelligent All-Purpose Manager Alayer No. 0311]

A tight little girl with a wire socket tail, speaking at a glance in a tone not unfamiliar to Lochu; [First meeting, Dear Root Authority]

Lo Qiu measured this number 0311 with interest. Although it is somewhat different from the Alayer number 0003, the kernel between them is actually the same.

“This is your first reboot.” Lochu looked at the hazy sky and asked casually.

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0311 Alayer gave an exact number.

Lo Qiu nodded and asked: "How long will it take to restart this time? ”

[2628768 hours 44 minutes 12 seconds] Still an accurate number.

“Three hundred years...” Lochu nodded for a moment, looking at the 0311 Alayer smiled. “I intend to open a branch here, but if it involves the power of the mysterious side, it will not affect your original process. ”

0311 Alayer's blue eyes began to flash… Pupils opened and closed like cameras, unlike Alayer in the human state of 003, which turned out to be a mechanical body.

[Can speed up the restart process to accommodate mysterious side intervention] No. 0311 Alayer stopped the eye movement, [Ask: whether to proceed]

“So that's it.” Lochu nodded.

Alayer is a good boy and a good boy, 0003 or 0311… they look almost the same as Loya, but unfortunately they are not living beings, they are just some sort of procedure.

“I'll take a look around myself, you go back. ”

Copy

No. 03111 jumps up gently, the figure fades slightly, and eventually there is no more of it in the air.

……

There are a lot of people walking in the streets, but there are really not many people, and more of them are machines with a certain amount of power.

Not all of them have become human.

The cleaner, for example, is a cylinder about one meter and two tall. The shopkeeper can be seen in the shop… Lochu wandered around for a moment and walked down a street, only to discover that several small shops were managed by living people.

The whole city is quite automated.

You can't find any history similar to sub-world 003 here, and there's only one race.

When the maid finished teaching the two new Dark Soul Messengers to come to the master through the Gate of Criticality, Lochu was in a shop in the city.

The shelves are lined with a variety of glasses, most of which look cumbersome… Obviously, the function of these glasses is not just about perspective.

“Master. ”

When the maid's voice softened, Rochu smiled and removed from the shelf a pair of brown glasses that looked relatively lightweight and wore them on the maid's face.

There's a mirror next to it.

Lochu stood behind Yunight and pressed her shoulders with his hands, looking at her in the mirror, "Well... this color doesn't seem very good. ”

The maid only had a satisfied expression on her face and sneered: “Do these glasses have any function? ”

Lochu reaches for the border gently.

The glasses emitted a circle of halo, covering Yunight's brain.

“I don't really understand the specifics either.” Boss Lo is quite casual: “It should be VR, but it's a lot more advanced. Consciousness can be immersed, but it does not require consciousness diving. ”

“Eden?” The maid was slightly surprised at the moment.

Once you bring your glasses to activate it, and before you start it, there are two different kinds of presentations - holographic vistas through the glasses that you can see in this store, in fact, there are quite a few customers in addition to the human-type shopkeepers and the club's main servants.

Men and women.

“People here seem to prefer to live inside, and the glasses are their landing gear.” Rochu laughed, “Looks like you can have a permanent eye implant in addition to this external wear, but it's expensive. ”

Lady Maid looks around, real and virtual are really intertwined.

For a while, after understanding this novelty, Yu took off his glasses and turned his eyes, “Looks like this is a good place to transplant the Lord God program." ”

“But the food is not good. ”

Looking at Lochu, you'll see a food store across the street - just a box that this store sells, a half-pack size box.

“Like jelly, all kinds of flavors.” Rochu shook his head: “It's convenient, but it doesn't taste good. ”

The maid knew that her master's curiosity had always been strong and wanted to try it before she arrived. She laughed: "I'm going back to make my master egg pudding. ”

“Sure.” Lochu nodded, "come and walk with me to see if there's a better place. Your eyes are always better than mine. ”

“Master, please wait.” As the maid said, she began to sweep up on the shelf and found a silver glasses box shortly after, loading the glasses in her hand and holding them in her hand, which seemed to have no intention of letting go.

Luo Qiuguan smiled and looked in the direction of the counter.

Human-type shopkeepers are in the process of liquidating an account at a time when the account naturally generates an extra income… There is very little cash flow in the world, more in digital currency.

After leaving the store, Rocchu didn't always say he was going in a certain direction, but just followed the feeling and started walking around with the lady's hand.

Around dusk, the haze in the sky dissipated, and the yellowish afterglow gradually changed to a darker color on the street.

Because there's really nothing for a maid to see, all in the end is the silver glasses box she's holding.

“It's good here. ”

Night was parked in front of a bell tower, which seemed to be a place to find and feel time.

“Then here it is. ”

Lochu looked up and the clock coincided with the minute hand into a branch line, slicing the giant bell plate vertically, and the bell started ringing.

……

……

It's time for the library to close, today it's Tara's turn to finish cleaning up... the doorman does a good job of locking things up without her naturally.

Tara pushed the car and put the last batch of books back into the original bookshelf.

The moonlight is a little chilly.

When Haidong Qing's witch seemed to enjoy being left alone in the library, she hummed a gentle song, stood up and returned the last book to its original place.

Tara finally stretched out her lazy waist and suddenly a little sparrow fell in front of the window. Tara glanced, picked up some unfinished bread, crushed it, laid the debris on the windowsill, and watched sparrows peck with interest.

Sparrow is not afraid of her, and when Ta stretches out her fingers, she pecks slightly.

Making fun of little birds seems like a very happy thing, and Tallas doesn't get bored at all.

Some of the voices shook her at this moment, and at the same time shook the little sparrow in front of the window sill, watching the little sparrow clap its wings and fly away, Tara revealed something unfortunate before looking back.

The witch from the prairie glared at the moment.

The bookshelf and the long space in the bookshelf, Chang Ming stood with a book in his hand, "This should be all that's left of what I found at home. ”

Tara first smiled, then revealed her curious eyes, measured them, then slowly walked in, "Didn't you leave the country? ”

“Turns out he's really a monster. ”

“It feels different.” Tara stood up and reached out and patted Ming Ming's forehead, "much more spiritual. ”

Haidong Qing's witch is the daughter of a god and a woman on the prairie, and her measurements almost look at each other's substance.

“Why help me. ”

Now he's helped Tara triple or twice already.

Tara smiled. “You know, witches on the prairie are meant to bring happiness. Oops, but I'm a little dumb and I don't know how to get close to you, so I used this method. ”

She bent over with her hands behind her back and raised her head, blinking her star-like eyes on the meadow, "That's part of the practice, don't you blame me? ”

Chen Ming smiled and seemed somewhat exclaimed, “Thank you. ”

Tara touched Zhenzheng's forehead again and said softly: "What a good boy. I don't know what's going on with you, but your smile looks really good right now, and maybe I'll really feel it. ”

“My time is almost up. ”

“Don't come back. ”

“Not necessarily.” Neither does Chen Ming intend to make any promises, "but if he comes back, maybe he'll borrow a few more books. ”

“I'm not necessarily here.” Tara smiled and took the book from Ming Ming's hand. She turned her head and looked down. “I'm going on a trip for the summer... hmm, is this a good book? ”

When she raised her head, there was no one left in front of her.

Tara laughed softly, put the book on the bookcart, pushed it, stepped on the happy steps, and went to find its place.

……

Zhao Le felt the arrival of time and slowly squatted in front of Zhang Xiaoqin's bed.

She didn't know Zhao Le was coming.

After placing Zhang Xiaoqinlu's arm outside the quilt in the quilt and carefully pulling the quilt, Zhao Le sighed and stood up, lowering his voice: “I will definitely earn my first return to the performance point as soon as possible. ”

……

Like walking through a long and dark passage, Zhao Le encountered the statement that appeared on the road, and the two nodded silently and walked together to the bright spot of the only exit.

When the tunnel came to an end, it appeared in front of them, as it did in the nineteenth century, in a giant English bell tower.

Looking over his head at the aerial track running through the city, Zhao Le and Chen Ming walked into the bell tower with a hint of shock.

Nobody leads, but there seems to be something guiding them like that.

Walked into the bell tower, along the stairs, past the museum in the original bell tower, and after the restaurant, they finally came to the front of an ancient wooden door.

Not much like, two people pushing in.

When I saw a silver and white humanoid machine that seemed to come from "Me, Robot", I bowed slowly and said: "Good evening, I am Adam, starting today, to serve both of you, and to assist you in completing the" Lord God Program "...”

Chen Ming was calm and accommodating, Zhao Le was careful and did not speak, but listened carefully.

……

……

Late at night.

Zhou Yuxuan took the information and went back to his office as he looked at it. He just walked in and saw a cup of tea on the table.

He put his finger on the teacup somewhat strangely and tried it, it was still hot.

There was a glimmer of doubt in his eyes. Zhou Yuxuan walked out the door and looked at the office, but he didn't see anyone.

“Strange. ”

Zhou Yuxuan shook his head and didn't pay too much attention to it. Perhaps it was one of his subordinates who knew he hadn't left yet. It was loaded before he left.

Zhou Yuxuan sat down and took a sip of the teacup. He felt that the concentration of the tea was OK, suitable for his taste. He nodded his head, cheered up and began to look at the documents he had picked up outside.

Like a lens, all of a sudden, everything disappears.

But it was Rochu who stood up, like turning off the TV, and dispersed this last scene, and got up and went home.

A man who lost his father once felt like the world was coming to an end.

One person held the cold body of his son in his arms, and the white-headed man gave it to the black-headed man, hissing and cracking his lungs.

“It's even...”

When he returned home, the days slowly dissipated from his heart.

He felt like he was still himself, recovering.