Chapter 223 real world

The smile on Io’s lips froze, and he carefully looked at the system prompts below.

This is… blocked?

He didn’t give up and sent it again.

[It’s me, 001. 】

This time, there is still a red exclamation mark at the front of the message, but the prompt at the bottom has changed.

[WQ has opened friend verification, you are not his (her) friend, please send a friend verification request first, and the other party can only chat after the verification is passed. 】

This time it is not blocked, it is deleted as a friend.

Io stared silently at the phone screen.

“Click-” the bedroom door opened.

Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng walked in jokingly, seeing that Wen Qing was not there, and Io was the only one in the bedroom, so they looked at him more.

“Fuck,” Song Qiang walked to Yiou, stared at the back of his phone, and asked, “Is this the latest fruit phone?”

Io responded perfunctorily: “Well, the backup machine.”

It was originally intended to be used as a dedicated mobile phone for 001.

“When did you change it?” Song Qiang paused and asked curiously, “Is this phone easy to use? I want to change it too.”

Io swiped the screen with his fingertips, tapped to apply for a friend, and waited for a while, but did not wait for Wen Qing to pass the verification of his friend.

He pursed his lips and said to Song Qiang, “Not much.”

“WeChat has a problem.”

Song Qiang was stunned: “I think the performance of this phone is much better than the previous model.”

“What’s wrong with WeChat?”

Io said blankly: “The other party can’t receive friend requests.”

“Is that so?” Song Qiang got into a tangle, whether this issue was too big or too small. “Then I’ll think about it again.”

Xu Fengfeng put down his schoolbag and computer, and walked around in the bedroom. He didn’t see Wen Qing’s figure. He turned his head and asked Io: “Wen Qing is not here?””

Io responded, put down the spare phone, and picked up another commonly used mobile phone: “Going to buy milk tea.”

“Milk tea?” Xu Fengfeng glanced at the empty milk tea on Wen Qing’s table and was a little surprised, “Wen Qing likes drinking milk tea so much, I never noticed it before.”

Io raised his jaw slightly and raised his eyebrows: “It’s mainly because of the maker of the milk tea.”

Xu Fengfeng glanced at him strangely, always feeling that Io’s tone was a little smug.

What is the connection between the owner of the milk tea shop and one of his customers who ordered takeaway?

Xu Fengfeng was silent for a moment and said to him, “No, it’s mainly your takeaway.”

Io: “…”

Xu Fengfeng strode into the bathroom and said, “I’ll take a shower first, and then go out to eat when Wen Qing comes back.”

Song Qiang waved at him, sat down on the chair and started playing mobile games.

Io lowered his eyes and was about to contact Wen Qing when a call popped up on the phone screen.

Remarks are gluttonous.

Io glanced at Song Qiang and walked to the balcony to answer the phone.

There was a rustling of pouring melon seeds from the other end of the phone, followed by a female voice: “Sir, that lord came to buy milk tea just now, and added your WeChat.”

“Is my life in this world finished?”

“No,” Io said slowly, his eyes half closed, “he deleted me again.”

Taotie: “???”

After a long silence, she asked cautiously, “What did you do?”

“That lord should be very happy to know that it was you.”

Io pursed his lips and was blocked without telling the other party that he had not come to reveal his true identity.

He didn’t say anything, and Taotie didn’t dare to ask any further, instead he asked, “What should I do next?”

Io leaned against the wall, looking at the thin figure downstairs in the bedroom.

His original plan was to temporarily distinguish between the two vests of the dormitory head and 001, and he could also use the vest 001 to inquire about Wen Qing’s inner thoughts.

Play off now…

“You continue to open the store and don’t care about the rest.”

…

When Wen Qing returned to the dormitory, she saw Song Qiang playing games and Io sitting at his desk typing on the keyboard, looking like he was still busy with game planning.

He sat on his chair, leaned on the back, and glanced at WeChat again.

One more red dot.

Friend application of the owner of the milk tea shop.

A simple friend request, without writing any remarks.

Wen Qing hesitated for a moment before rejecting this strange boss.

I was about to close WeChat when I caught a glimpse of Ban Qun talking about the milk tea shop

He paused at his fingertips and turned to start the class.

Monitor: [Has anyone tried the newly opened milk tea shop? Call a milk tea shop. 】

League Party Secretary: [I wanted to drink today, but the service attitude of their clerk was not very good. 】

Monitor: [Really? 】

Group Party Secretary: [Really, Wanwan and I wanted to try it, but she asked us to buy a little bit. Is this what the person who opened the store can say? 】

Wanwan: [Yes, yes, I was stunned at the time. 】

Squad leader: […I thought that their boss is handsome, and the milk tea might be delicious. 】

Seeing this news from the monitor, Wen Qing stopped typing and stopped interrupting.

He wants to know the boss’s information.

League branch secretary: [? ? ? Is the boss handsome? 】

Squad leader: [He is handsome, dyed with my beloved yellow hair. 】

Wanwan: [Why did I see a saucy pink hair last time? 】

Xu Qiangqiang: [Are you talking about the owner of a milk tea shop? When I saw him two days ago, he still had red hair, and I wanted to dye that color too. If he is handsome, that’s it. 】

…

After that, several classmates came out to describe the boss’s appearance. Everyone described it differently. The boss had red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, and any hair color.

Wen Qing looked at their chat records and fell into contemplation.

There is only one clerk in a milk tea shop, and it is impossible to recruit so many people who dye their hair.

If it is a person who has been dyeing his hair, it is not like 001’s style.

After all, the housekeepers that 001 pretended to be were all black-haired and black-eyed.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, the milk tea shop might just be a coincidence.

Except for the milk tea shop owner, now only Io’s plan has a strange connection with the infinite world.

Wen Qing’s eyelashes trembled, she lifted her eyelids, and met Io’s eyes.

Io’s eyes are long and narrow, the pupils are so black that they are bottomless, and there seem to be complicated emotions in the bottom of his eyes, but the moment he met Wen Qing’s eyes, those mixed emotions suddenly disappeared.

Io raised his lips slightly and stared at him.

Wen Qing’s eyelashes trembled, and her heart skipped a beat.

There is an illusion that Io has been waiting for him to see him.

He didn’t dare to look directly into Io’s eyes, so he quickly looked away and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Any more questions for me?”

Io hummed and asked, “Do you know the goddess Aphrodite in ancient Greek mythology?”

Wen Qing shook her head blankly.

Io looked at him and continued: “She is the goddess of love and beauty, and her charm comes largely from a belt of magic, a belt of “colored flowers, that contains all her magic.” ”

“There is love, lust, and sweet talk, and every spring, the Greek city-states celebrate her festivals, people will have lust, and all participants can enjoy the freedom of sex.”

“Her ability setting is similar to the God of Desire I imagined.”

Wen Qing was stunned, thinking of Yu Xing.

“But,” Io said calmly after changing the conversation, “she has a wild personality, and after having a child with Ares, the **** of war, she has an affair with other gods.”

“Her divine power is not only capable of manipulating other gods and human beings, but also related to her nature, or because of her nature, she was given this godhead.”

Wen Qing looked at Iou with a vague understanding: “So what?”

Io smiled and said, “How do you think you should set your desires?”

“Mere desire doesn’t seem to work.”

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, thinking of Xiao Huang Shu who was tortured in the seminary.

Although it has been a long time, the words to pray every day are still firmly imprinted in his mind.

Wen Qing murmured, “He is the embodiment of love and desire.”

Io lowered his eyes, covered the emotions in his eyes, continued to type on the keyboard, and replied, “Well, the incarnation of love and desire.”

“He represents desire, masters desire without indulging in desire.”

Wen Qing was a little dazed: “What do you mean?”

Io explained slowly: “He not only represents desire, but also love.”

“He has love in his heart, and desire for him can be a gift to human players or a punishment for them.”

“Because he is the embodiment of love, he himself will not indulge in desire unless…”

Wen Qing wondered: “Unless what?”

Io chuckled lightly: “It’s nothing.”

Wen Qing looked straight at him and pursed her lips.

The desire set by Io is almost exactly the same as that of stagnation.

He pressed on: “Since the setting is ready, have you thought about his name?”

Io nodded, slowly opened his lips, and said a few syllables that Wen Qing could not understand.

Somewhat weird, with a strange rhythm, and a little familiar.

Wen Qing looked confused: “What are you talking about?”

Io said casually: “This is the language of the gods I made up myself.”

Wen Qing: “???”

So middle school?

Io tapped the keyboard and explained casually: “A reasonable world should always have its own language, like wizard spells in Harry Potter, Klingon language in Star Wars, and so on.”

Wen Qing looked at him and said, “You repeat what you just said.”

Io repeated it obediently.

Wen Qing still didn’t understand, although he had heard Sikong and the others calling each other’s names several times.

But he couldn’t tell if those names were the same as what Io was talking about now.

Wen Qing tilted his head, looked at Io’s computer screen, and asked again, “Can you type this language?”

Io tapped the keyboard and said to him: “The computer language is composed of 0 and 1. I just write a series of instruction sequences composed of 0 and 1. The language is just a string of symbols. When it encounters a player, it will automatically Translated into the player’s language.”

After he finished speaking, he clicked on a software on the desktop and quickly tapped the keyboard with both hands.

Soon, the software flashed, and a line of words jumped out.

【The game is loading…】

Wen Qing wondered, “What is this?”

Io looked at the computer screen and said slowly: “This is based on the set character ability and so on, to speculate what he will do in the future.”

“The world will form itself, and programmers can interfere with things.”

“You can think of it as a simple little game.”

Wen Qing pursed her lips and stared at his computer desktop, always feeling that Io had something to say.

Soon, two lines of words popped up on the screen.

[He is bored. 】

【Do you want to enter a keyword? 】

Io stared at the line of words, his fingertips paused, and moved away from the keyboard.

Suddenly, Xu Fengfeng’s wailing came from the bathroom: “Come here, big brother, help me get the bath towel.”

“Damn I forgot to take it.”

Song Qiang shouted without raising his head: “Wait a minute, I’m still in a fierce teamfight.”

“I’ll take it for you.” Wen replied lightly.

He got up and pulled the chair away, his arm accidentally hitting the empty milk tea cup on the table.

The milk tea cup fell straight on the keyboard, and accidentally typed two words.

vine.

These two words are quickly covered by one line of code.

When Wen Qing looked at the screen, he only saw four big characters: [Instructions received. 】

He quickly asked, “What order?”

Io shook his head: “Nothing.”

He picked up the milk tea cup and threw it into the trash can.

Wen Qing glanced at the screen twice, and saw a screen full of incomprehensible codes.

Xu Fengfeng in the bathroom shouted and shouted, “Wen Qing, have you found it?”

“It’s in the closet, I’m hanging it.”

“Okay, I’ll take a look.” Wen Qing strode towards Xu Fengfeng’s wardrobe, found the bath towel, and then walked to the bathroom.

Io half-closed his eyes, leaned back lazily, leaned against the back of the chair, and stared at the program running.

[He found an interesting vine in a barren land. 】

The moment Wen Qing approached, this line of words was covered by code again.

…

The dinner in the bedroom is still set at Haidilao.

Xu Fengfeng and Song Qiang felt that it was necessary to celebrate Wen Qing Youfang, and ordered a few bottles of wine.

Wen Qing was not interested in wine, and because she was not good at drinking, she didn’t drink a single sip.

Xu Fengfeng and Song Qiang were so drunk that they had to cancel their original plans to sing, dance, etc. after dinner, and went straight back to the bedroom after eating.

Wen Qing glanced at the time. At nine o’clock in the evening, the bedroom was locked at eleven o’clock, so it wasn’t too late.

He clutched the phone and looked at Io.

Io also drank a few glasses of wine in the evening, and now sat lazily on the chair, resting his chin in one hand, staring at the program running on the computer.

Wen Qing pursed her lips and said to him, “I’m going to Nancheng Community, and I’ll be back soon.”

“Okay,” Io tilted his head to look at him and said in a dragged tone, “I’ll wait for you in the bedroom.”

“come back earlier.”

Wen Qing: “I should have come back before the access control.”

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked out.

Io stared at his back until he couldn’t see it, then took back his eyes and glanced at the computer desktop.

[He founded a seminary and put interesting vines in the position of high priest. 】

Io flexed his fingers and tapped the table one after another.

“Looks like I won’t be back until tomorrow…”

Nancheng Community is located in the downtown area, not far from Nancheng University.

Wen Qing’s taxi arrived soon.

Brightly dressed young men and women can be seen everywhere in the community, and they go out one after another, looking like they are going to start the nightlife.

“Wow, Meteor!”

“Where?”

“No, you are too slow.”

“It’s not your eyes, is it?”

…

Wen Qing looked up at the sky and walked quickly to the building ahead.

The house is on the tenth floor.

Watching the elevator numbers gradually jump up, Wen Qing’s heartbeat began to speed up.

If this is what 001 arranged for him, will 001 leave him any clues?

“Ding-dong-”

The elevator door opened slowly.

Wen Qing walked out of the elevator and looked at the only door in front of her.

He walked quickly to the door, and when the door opened, he heard a slight movement inside.

Wen Qing’s heart trembled and she looked up.

I saw Oz, Bai Tong, and Ji Junfeng standing in the triangle of the living room, looking at him at the same time.

Wen Qing: “???”