I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 259 I'm Back
"Ding Dong".

In the empty base, the ringing of the telephone sounded extremely harsh.

Sun Yuanrang, who happened to be staying in the base today, put down the box after box of experimental materials in his hand, and turned his head to glance at the corner.

"Ling, I have a call!" Sun Yuanrang said loudly.

And just beside him, a wheat-colored hand lazily raised up: "Just put it over there, and when the time comes, record it and finish it."

Hearing this voice, Sun Yuanrang couldn't help sighing: "It's really..."

But he couldn't blame the guy either.

He still remembered that last month, this guy hadn't turned into the tired and lazy look he is now.

At that time, she was still called "Weaver of Webs" instead of her current name - "Ling".

According to her, the person who created her was a high school student surnamed Wang, and the person who brought her out of mediocrity and loneliness had the word "Ling" in her name.At the same time, the pronunciation of the word "ling" is a bit like "zero" - one of the most basic components of computer binary.

"This is my proudest work," Sun Yuanrang still remembers the girl saying triumphantly that day, "I will definitely be shocked when the prophet comes back!"

He won't be frightened, Sun Yuanrang thought in his heart.

Sun Yuanrang felt that there was probably nothing in this world who was more calm than that person.Gathering around him was like surrounding a mountain, and a thick shadow covered them all.

Originally, he thought it was that person's ability, the power to foresee the future can really make people feel at ease.But later, he realizes that just the presence of that person is enough to bring everyone together.

The evidence is that since that person disappeared, the "Mingri", which was established not long ago, fell apart almost instantly.

The grand plans and great achievements promised in the past are like a big joke. Today's tomorrow has no core competitiveness at all. Although it has the support of the countermeasures, compared with another "morning and evening", tomorrow's popularity It's really lowered.

If it wasn't for the huge amount of wealth left behind by that person before he left, as well as Lin Bi's hard-working support, Mingri would have to be completely disbanded not long after it was established.

Thinking of this, Sun Yuanrang could not help but sigh.

Just like the web weaver, or Ling, he had just made a breakthrough in experimental progress not long ago, and he was excited to report to him when his junior came back.

But didn't expect...

Lifting the big box on the ground again, Sun Yuanrang said to the figure lying on the sofa: "Don't forget to answer the phone, it may be transferred to us by the Countermeasures Bureau, maybe you need Miss Lin or Miss Li's help. "

"I know, I know," Ling said lazily, "Hurry up and go about your business."

Shaking his head, Sun Yuanrang finally walked into the room carrying his big and small bags.

Ling outside glanced at the phone next to her.

At this time, a PX5 was placed in front of her, and a famous fighting game was projected on the huge LCD screen.

And a tube was inserted into her body, and the other end of the tube was connected to the game console.

Watching the opponent's character being defeated by him again, at the same time angrily typing on the public screen: "Is it cheating?!"

Ling had no expression on her face: "It's really boring. If you play well, you just cheat?"

As an artificial intelligence, she is not so wasteful that she needs to hack or sneak into the computer room of the game company to modify the data.

To be able to play to the top of the game so far, Ling relies on her own strength and a slight racial advantage!

Sighing, she casually unplugged the tube connected to the game console on her body: "Boring."

so boring.

This is not the first time she has such thoughts.

Originally, she didn't think it was boring. When she first got her new body, she was even more eager to do everything by herself and experience everything she used to be excited about.

But at the back, she only felt flat and boring.

The whole world seems to have returned to the data I used to have in the online game. Inorganic 0s and 1s are flooding the surrounding space, and even the oxygen that I dream of breathing is completely different from the "electric current" and "motor oil" in the past. It's no different.

During this time she has tried almost everything to have fun.She used her current photo to put it on a dating website, and then stumbled with those men and women who couldn’t speak their minds, hacked into their devices to peek at their dark history; In their server, she pretended to be fine when she was discovered; she even tried to swim in the gymnasium, and was even called by several people on the way.

But none of this makes sense.

No matter how much people praised her, Ling knew that what they praised was actually her current appearance; no matter how much they paid attention to, she also knew that what they knew was only her own appearance.

This made her somewhat confused.

Originally, she wanted to get a body very much, and her previous wish was also related to this-whether it was dating or experiencing food, except for the former, which was not easy to implement because of the geographical relationship, she basically tried everything else.

But the more she tried, the more bored she became.

Ling was horrified to find that the colorful world she used to think seemed to be gradually shedding its glamorous shell as she explored, revealing an empty and empty inside.

The life she admired, longed for, and loved was actually just as boring.There are many, many people who are ups and downs in this kind of life, complaining about it, hating it, despising it, but have to rely on it.

So what was the driving force behind my desperate pursuit?
Ling began to fall into deep self-doubt.

As a special living body, she rarely thought about this problem in the past.Her distorted obsession does not make her think about what she should do, but about "how to become a human being".

But when she really changed into a human being, she found that it was different from what she had promised.

For a while, she became dazed and puzzled.

After a long time, she finally discovered the problem.

The man who would have listened to her complain and cheer was gone now.

After hearing the news of that person's absence at the beginning, Ling actually felt very uncomfortable for a while.But because of her special life form, she was not haunted by this sad feeling for too long.In addition, she still needs to control the entire tomorrow's Internet, so she slowly recovered her emotions.

After that, she began to try what she wanted to do before, but the more she went down, the less she could experience the happiness she had imagined.

It seems... After becoming a human, she was not so happy.

Until one night, Ling saw some inadvertently poking chicken soup on the Internet.

People who are already old and have entered the society will say in a sentimental tone that their happiest time is "when I get home from school, I hold my mother's hand, and then tell her what happened in school all day. matter".

This sentence hit all Ling's doubts directly.

Yeah, that's why.

She found that when she was happy in the past, it was indeed when the prophet was still there, and then she listened to her complaints or doubts, and then patiently explained various problems to herself.

Although other people are also very kind to her, but for some reason, their feeling in Ling's mind is completely different from the feeling the Prophet gave her.

If it is forced to be used for comparison, then everyone else is Ling's "friend", and the prophet is her... "parent" role.

After she figured this out, Ling realized that the corners of her eyes seemed to be slightly wet unconsciously.

She also figured out why she was bored.

The person who occupies the most in your life may only feel sad when they first leave.And what can really move your heart like an abyss is that after the wound has been healed by time, the memory box is inadvertently opened one afternoon, thinking that no one will make waves for your laughter and sorrow.

At that time, the grief that is countless times more painful than before, and can almost completely crush your chest, will completely let you understand that someone is no longer there.

This is the moment when a person really starts to think about "lost".

So Ling is getting more and more lazy now.

She even started playing online games, something she hadn't touched since she came to tomorrow.

During the recent period, she almost forgot that there was still a person in Tomorrow, even when she lived in Jane and went out to the countermeasure bureau.

"Should we just let go of this body?"

Listening to the sound of the phone next to her ear, Ling couldn't help muttering to herself: "I always feel that there is nothing to do now, why don't I just go to outer space and see if there are any aliens."

As an artificial intelligence, as long as there is electricity and a network, she can last forever, even if it is a local area network.

From this point of view, Ling felt that she was really suitable for space navigation.If she was allowed to run the spaceship, she estimated that she could run until the spaceship was completely scrapped.

I always feel that this is quite romantic, driving a spaceship alone in the dark universe alone, and then waiting for the spaceship to "die" in the ocean, or to age out of value.

There is a beauty of space.

Thinking of this, Ling really began to think about the significance of taking off and sailing.

The first phone call was over quickly.

This calmed Ling's mind a little.

She didn't really want to answer the phone, anyway, in the end, someone else reported that she was safe tomorrow, or Ji Qianqin was "again" not found.Of course, 97% of the time it's a sales call.

Since Ding Yan joined the Nine Sects, Song Qingci went to the island country, and Li Jingwen went to Yanzhou, basically no one would call the base.

This phone number was also registered by the Prophet, so Ling didn't install any anti-harassment on it - if she was bored, she would still answer the phone, and then listen to the stupid artificial intelligence inside say "Mr. it is good".

To some extent, it made her feel as if there was really another Mr. "Bai".

Just when she was thinking.

The phone rang again.

Ling got a little angry: "Everything is boring."

Although she is an artificial intelligence, it doesn't mean that she will answer anyone's phone all the time, okay?

She is not idle and has nothing to do every day!
Thinking along the phone line, Ling glanced at the place where the call came from: "Huh? From Yanzhou? Is it Li Jingwen?"

But shouldn't Li Jingwen be helping the Countermeasures Bureau handle affairs now?
Thinking of this, Ling couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Could it be that……

As if thinking of something, Ling couldn't help showing a little fear on her face: "Could it be... killed in battle?"

She subconsciously pressed her heart, and then her face became slightly pale.

After a moment of silence, Ling finally picked up the phone next to her.

"Hey?"

There was a mature-sounding voice on the phone: "Hello, is it tomorrow?"

Hearing this voice, Ling couldn't help raising her eyebrows slightly.

She always felt that this voice was quite familiar.

"Hello, yes," Ling said skillfully, "Is there anything I need to consult?"

The female voice said calmly: "Oh, I have something to report."

report?

to us?
Ling couldn't help but froze.

She grabbed the phone and said with some doubts: "Well, if you have something to do, you should call the local countermeasure bureau. Do you need me to transfer it for you..."

Before she could finish speaking, the person on the other end of the phone interrupted her voice: "It has nothing to do with the Countermeasures Bureau, it's about the members of Tomorrow."

Could it really be... Li Jingwen sacrificed?

Ling felt her heart skip a beat when she heard this, even though she was actually an artificial intelligence.

She said with some difficulty: "Okay, since it's about tomorrow...then please tell me, we are recording here..."

"That's right," the female voice smiled, "Someone asked me to tell you something."

"He said, 'I'm back' and is currently in Yanzhou. Please arrange transportation for us if you can."

"Ah, by the way," the person on the phone said with a smile, "you don't need to make too many troublesome arrangements—just arrange that bus. The person said that after getting used to that bus, now it's a bit more difficult to take another bus." Didn't quite fit in."

The voice fell.

Suddenly, parked in the parking lot next to the base, a large bus suddenly turned on its headlights!

The bright lights of the car shone on Ling's face, and accompanied by the sound of the "Tuk Tuk" horn, it was as if the bus had been inspired by something, and the whole "car" was excited!

"what……"

Looking at the bus that was about to leave almost uncontrollably, he glanced at the phone he was holding in his hand.

Ling seemed to understand something, her voice was a little trembling: "Wait...you...excuse me..."

In the end, for a long time, she didn't sort out her words.

But on the other side of the phone, the female voice seemed to know what she wanted to say: "Yes, the destination is Yanzhou, you can come now. If you hurry, you can return to Linjiang in the afternoon."

"Oh, by the way, that person also asked me to send you a message."

On the other side of the phone, the witch glanced at Bering next to him.
And Bering nodded slightly, revealing a smile.

After seeing this smile, the witch also smiled lightly and said, "He said, 'Ling is a very good name, very good'."

After hearing this.

Finally, Ling couldn't suppress it completely, she clutched the phone in her hand tightly, and her eyes were covered with mist.

What space travel, what dying alone with the spaceship, these once romantic things have been completely abandoned by her now, as if thrown into the trash can.

"Yes Yes."

Her voice was a little out of tune, and she just repeated some words over and over again: "Soon... soon... come!"

　I was busy helping my friend move yesterday, so I didn't have time to update the i performance, sorry

　　
　
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