Transmigrated As The Big Boss's Mobile System

Zhao Mengke who was outside the villa explained Lou Wei’s abnormal behavior for the past few days to Lou Xia energetically. Meanwhile, Lou Wei who was inside the villa began to try out the holographic projectors with Wen Fan.  

Wen Fan is different from the normal virtual images. He does not need to study the manual of the projectors and there is no need for Lou Wei to connect his mobile phone to the device interface. He can enter the device autonomously with his consciousness.

Lou Wei watched as Wen Fan, who was floating in midair from his white mobile phone, slowly got back into the mobile phone screen and entered the projectors through the connector port. 

Following immediately, the lights of the projectors in the living room flickered simultaneously. Lou Wei took a deep breath and turned off all the lights in the house and he even closed the curtains so that no light could enter the house.

He silently did a countdown to the time when the young man would appear. He felt as if someone squeezed on his chest tightly and every time he took a breath, it would affect the nervous system of his body. The veins on his clenched fists suddenly popped. Lou Wei narrowed his eyes and placed his hands to his back, concealing his anxiety and excitement.

The glass panel beside the projectors kept flashing blue lights that reflected on his face.     

He looked like a beast lurking in the dark.     

Lou Wei took a glance and turned his head to look away. 

In the next second, he saw a young man standing on the wooden floor in the middle of the living room of the villa.     

The young man appeared even more handsome when he was on the phone. His shoulders were straight, his waist was slender and his hair and eyes were jet black. There was a glister of golden light glowing from his body due to multiple projectors casting their beams on him. 

Clean and beautiful.

He stood quietly in the middle of the living room with a facial feature that was stunningly beautiful which at the same time also gives off a sincere yet shy look on his face,     

The young man wore something that he personally designed. It was a sky blue pajama-style shirt with a white stripe and a pure-white suit trousers. When he tilted his head to look at Lou Wei, it seemed as though there were shards of starlight in his eyes.     

Lou Wei was overwhelmed as if he saw the howling wind and snow suddenly solidified, sinking from midair and the young man stood quietly in the snow. His flustered and anxious emotion immediately calmed down and even his breathing had also become stable. He lifted his legs and walked toward the young man.

He couldn’t help but feel his voice sound uptight, “…Fan Fan.”

Wen Fan was so nervous that he couldn’t help but let his hands that dangled on his sides clenched on the hem of his sleeves. He licked his lips as he watched the person in front of him approaching slowly. He called out to him in a soft voice, “Lou, Lou Wei.” In order to make it easier to talk to Wen Fan, Lou Wei had also put up rows of minimalist sound systems around every corner of the villa. Even if Wen Fan spoke very softly, he could still hear it immediately.

The distance between them gradually narrowed. By the time Lou Wei stopped walking, there was almost no gap between them.  

He raised his hand and gently stroked the top of Wen Fan’s head as if he could really touch his hair. Lou Wei’s sharp eyes kept staring at Wen Fan. He restrained his voice and whispered, “Yeah, I’m here.”

Wen Fan found it strange. He obviously couldn’t feel Lou Wei, but when Lou Wei was talking, he felt as if he could really feel his hot breath spraying on his ears. He couldn’t help but let out a shiver.

He realized that they were standing too close to each other, however, he didn’t feel like taking a step back to pull apart their distance. While hesitating, he had completely forgotten that it was Lou Wei who walked over to him. He held his head low to conceal the blush on his face.

He kept quiet. 

The living room immediately fell silent, only the sound of the operating projectors was heard.  

Wen Fan was beginning to feel anxious.

He sensed the codes in his body were surging. 

Luckily, Lou Wei broke the silence.  

“Can you walk around?”

Wen Fan looked up at him and slowly nodded.

Lou Wei stepped aside.

Wen Fan took a step forward with his long legs and the surrounding projectors followed his movement and refocused on Wen Fan’s position. The blue light that flickered around the projector initially was no longer lit up. Only the place where the projectors projected previously was still lit with a faint blue light. 

Instead of saying that Wen Fan is taking steps forward, it was more like he was controlling the projectors around him to switch their projection angles. Even if he is not moving at all, he was still able to continue to move forward. d.

But when he walked forward, Lou Wei noticed that when the edge of his shirt touched the edge of the table, his shirt would fold inward automatically, the same as the pattern of the shirt of a real person touching the edge of the table.   

With Lou Wei pointed out to him, Wen Fan also noticed this. 

He raised his hand and touched the square table in the living room. He didn’t feel anything at all. However, he wasn’t able to pass through the table like how he could pass through Lou Wei’s body. It seemed as if he had met with an invisible barrier and it left him with no choice but to walk around the table. 

It is a very strange feeling.

What he touched wasn’t the cold tabletop. It felt more like touching a panel that was made from solidified air. There was an opposing force like repulsive magnetic poles that blocked him when he touched the tabletop, creating a sort of force that made him unable to pass through the hard object. But when he touch the space below the tabletop, he didn’t feel any repulsive force at all. The force only exists in the outline of the table itself.

Perhaps, the projectors automatically detect their surroundings and set up some barriers on stationary objects such as tables, couches, etc. to prevent the 3D image projected by the projectors to pass through those stationary objects.

These feelings made Wen Fan feel exceptionally happy. 

It made him felt as if…as if he was a real person. Besides not having a sense of touch, he really existed physically.