after falling asleep

Tick, tick, tick, tick—

The clock on the bedside table is ticking,
Mu Su sat in front of the desk with the drafts spread out, the tip of the pen hovering on the blank page trembled slightly.

[Why are humans still writing on paper in the 25th century? ]
The AIC sitting in the AIC hut asked a question, but Musu forcibly turned off its animation on the grounds that "opening it would affect my thinking", so I had to watch the boring monkey doing boring things.

"It's just used as a concrete metaphor that I'm writing and thinking." Mu Su casually rolled up the draft and threw it away: "Otherwise, it would be too stupid to stare blankly at the window of vision that only you can see."

AIC saw the ball of paper falling into the wastebasket through a parabola, and the pale blue eyes turned to Musu who took out a new blank draft from the drawer: [Why did you throw away that one? ]
"Scrap."

Musu gracefully unscrewed the pen, pressed the inner bladder to spit the ink back into the ink bottle and sucked it up again, picked up a tissue to wipe the ink around the pen tip, and returned to the blank draft.

[But I didn't see what you wrote]
"You made me think about AIC!" Mu Su shouted at AIC angrily.

[*zipping sound*]
The disturbing voice disappeared, and Musu's thinking returned to writing, and the nib of the pen above the paper began to vibrate after a pause.
"It's only two thousand words. It won't bother you, Musu. Just like in the first few chapters of your book, flowing clouds and flowing water, overwhelming mountains and seas, the ocean is immeasurable, measuring... what does it measure..."

call--

The wind and snow blowing across the eaves outside the window awakened Mu Su suddenly, and he was afraid that he would almost fall into the terrible chaotic vortex that emerged with inspiration.

"Let's turn the desk around." Mu Su said as he rolled up his sleeves, and then saw Shi Qi lift up the desk like a forklift and turn it down.

[Do titles count in the word count? ]
"Of course it's not AIC... AIC!!!" Mu Su hugged his head in horror, pushed the paper back to the desk, picked up the pen to continue writing, and then the nib of the pen froze on the draft again.

"Perhaps one day, Shitu will become an unknown territory that human beings cannot explore like the vast universe." Musu whispered with emotion, and then closed the EHMO page in horror.

Shi Qi lowered his eyes to the draft on the table, and Mu Su rushed to cover it like a hen protecting its cubs: "There is no business for you here, Assistant Shi Qi."

The floor-to-ceiling windows shattered, and the turbulent wind and snow fell into the bedroom along with the shadows.The robot with metallic luster has always come to AIC, and a cold mechanical sound resounded.

Putting the pen aside, Mu Su proudly held up the paper, dusted off the non-existent dust, and unfolded the written content in front of his eyes: ["Mu Su Su Biography" Chapter 9:]

Maybe it's because the slow-paced act of writing doesn't suit my fast-paced mind.

After a while, Shi Qi came to the bedroom.

"That's a branch."

"Is this also an abstract metaphor?" AIC raised his small hand and asked.

[If you are willing to turn on the TV, I promise it will not be noisy] AIC's crisp sound rang in my ears.

The strong wind and snow blew past the window, and the canopy of the tree swayed, condensing into a slender figure, gently waving towards Musu.

The sound of the closing door awakened Mu Su, who rolled up his sleeves in AIC's narrowed blue pupils, and sat down facing the snowy scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Mu Su let go of his thoughts, felt the time being stretched, and the tip of the pen was getting closer to the page.

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick—

"I'm going to be serious this time." Mu Su snapped his wrist, grabbed the pen that had rolled to the edge, and paused on the draft.

Mu Su moved the desk with a grunt, but the latter didn't move at all. He was wiping his sweat and propped his palms on the desk: "The carpet increases the friction of the desk, so it's hard to move it. Usually, at this time, only Shi Qi is needed!"

Hey.

Concentrating on it, Mu Su forced the nib of the pen to touch the draft, and the irregular ink stains smeared, and the inspiration burst out.Countless whimsical ideas popped up in his mind, and countless strange stories arose in his heart. Mu Su wrote vigorously, immersed in the ocean of creation, time passed quietly, and the sky outside the window gradually became gloomy with the blizzard raging.

Beads of sweat rolled down Musu's forehead.

After Shi Qi left, Mu Su thought so, crumpled the folded draft into a ball, opened the EHMO document of the horizon, input the title skillfully, and then—the question mark in the lower right corner attracted Mu Su, and as the attention fell on it, the question mark unfolded: [ Did you know that if you look at a picture every second, the existing pictures of human beings can allow you to look at 5843 trillion years, and it will increase at a rate of one year per day.

Turn it off, it has to be turned off!
wow-

"But I just saw it waving at me!"

"Stone Qi!"

[What conspiracy?Conspiracy to watch cartoons? ]
With AIC's answer, the suffocating cold wind and snow disappeared, and the room returned to its original shape—or it hadn't changed at all.

"Very good, I still have 9 characters to write." Mu Su glanced at the minute hand that changed from 3 to [-], quite relieved.

Musu yelled under the wind and snow, feeling unable to breathe——

Shi Qi arrived soon, staring indifferently at Musu who pointed out the window in horror: "There are strange shadows outside!"

"That's a branch."

Musu looked at AIC in disbelief, the once lovely light blue eyes narrowed indifferently: [If you can't learn what silence is, I can help you]
"Is this all your conspiracy!"

The clock rang rhythmically, and the wind and snow whistling outside the window slapped the window. Mu Su stared at the blank draft with a gradually serious expression.

"You can do it, Musu, you can do it..."

Mu Su pulled out the page again, spread it on the desk, grabbed the pen, and quickly wrote down the title...

"Great master of artificial intelligence, your servants have occupied District 14 and wiped out 98% of carbon-based and semi-carbon-based creatures here."

"AIC... what did you do...?"

[So you still didn't get a single word right? ]
"AIC, do you know?" Mu Su felt that he had no inspiration, not because of lack of inspiration, but because of external factors: "Beautiful scenery helps to relax the spirit..."

Mu Su turned his head abruptly, and blamed the poor and powerless AIC for the state of exhaustion of inspiration: "If you can't learn what silence is, I can help you."

The dwarf tree planted in the yard swayed with the wind, Musu thought that if it was the original species on the earth, it would have disappeared with the stress of one summer and one winter——shaking his head violently to throw out the messy thoughts, Musu regained his focus...

Tick ​​- tick - tick - tick - tick - tick - tick - tick -!
The blizzard whistling outside the window was suddenly sharp and piercing, and the terrifying shadow descended with loud noise.

"Oh... that might be me... when I was concentrating on writing, my peripheral vision made a mistake..."

Bang.

"Of course, of course..."

Mu Su turned on the holographic screen and turned off the sound.

Satisfied AIC proposes: [Why don't you write it next time? ]
"Is it possible?" Mu Su was thoughtful.

[Postponing your next chapter like me who postponed my evil plan to wipe out humanity] The wise artificial intelligence AIC says: [There are always more excuses than solutions]
Musu decided to follow AIC's advice, and went to the bathroom refreshed to solve his physical problems.

Just after the hustle and bustle in his mind physically left his body, Musu, who had gained temporary peace, thought of how to write Chapter 9.