A Race to The Top

Lei Lulu cried loudly, crying more fiercely than the previous two times, so fierce that Ling Xiaolu began to suspect that it was actually a water-based baby.

Ji Meng also hurriedly jumped off the dragon's back, seeing Lei Lulu crying loudly, but he was relieved.

——This picture reminds me of an inappropriate word: a family of three.

——Unfortunately, the little prince is a civet cat, and his mother is also a stepmother.

——Well, who is this person who popped up suddenly? It's okay if he doesn't say it. When he said it, it reminded me of Lubi and Xiaolubi. When a friend leaves, he can still watch you silently. How can I see you when the data is deleted?

——I don’t talk about the privileged class of Prince Ji anymore. Xinshan even deleted the AI ​​that the Prince liked. It was so cold, ruthless, and unreasonable!

——One person's blood book deer proportion system! I don't mind an extra AI in the game!

-One more person! We don't mind!

...

Lei Lulu calmed down, and the mess it caused had to be cleaned up.

The surrounding area was in chaos, the staff was busy rebuilding the stage, and the old players took the initiative to resurrect the fan group that had been electrocuted into ghosts by Lei Lulu.

The agent of the women's group-also one of the souls of the thunder and lightning-was pulled up and furious:

"The concert was destroyed like this, we will not do this promotion! The company's legal department will contact Xinshan to terminate the contract and compensate the artists for their mental losses!"

The event planning on Xinshan knows that it is at a loss and can only apologize desperately: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this is an emergency, our security work is not effective. We must learn from the lesson and be strict with the perpetrators--"

He caught a glimpse of Ji Meng jumping from the roof, and swallowed back the words "Severely punished, never tolerated".

"——Su education, never do it again!"

Just now, Ling Xiaolu only knew that there was a concert here, but did not notice until now that Xinshan had invited his favorite virtual girl group.

He clasped Ji Meng's arm in excitement, unable to restrain the excitement in his heart: "Look, my friend! It's the Shiyin Girls Group! The one in the pink dress is Peach Jam, I'm her fan, she's so cute!"

Ji Meng's face suddenly changed: "What do you call me?"

Ling Xiaolu was forced to be sober, and with a guilty conscience, he withdrew his hand: "Sorry, I am used to calling others that way. If you don't like it, then... classmate?"

Ji Meng pursed his lips, staring at him, as if looking for flaws in him.

Chang Huanxi didn't know which version of the rumor he had heard, and hurried to the scene, and was startled by the chaotic scene after the earthquake: "Brother Yedi, even if you don't like virtual girl groups, you don't have to be like this, right?... What happened to you two?"

He was keenly aware that the aura surrounding the two people was a bit weird, but the next second, Chang Huanxi was attracted by the virtual idol on the stage that was supported by the staff.

"... I love you! Brother, why didn't you tell me earlier that you invited the Shiyin girl?"

Ling Xiaolu was anxious to change the subject: "Are you also a poetic girl fan?"

"Iron powder! I am peach juice!"

"Me too!" When the two met friends, ignoring Ji Meng's darker and darker faces, they confronted the secret signal, "Who is the most beautiful girl in the Six Palaces?"

"Renmeige sweet peach sauce!"

"It's you comrade!" They held each other's hand excitedly, as if they had found the organization.

Chang Huanxi: "I have a bold idea..."

"Me too..."

The two of them left Ji Meng tacitly, and ran to the stage without looking back, and followed with expressionlessly, only a confused Cici stayed in place.

However, Cici glanced at Ji Meng next to her, feeling that this seemed to be a good opportunity to say hello.

"Boys seem to like that cute loli character, even if they know that they are not real people, why don't you..."

As soon as she raised her head, Ji Meng's back flashed a metre away.

"Damn it! Boys are the same!" She looked at Ji Meng as she walked toward the stage, and stomped her foot heavily.

The security personnel was about to stop, and suddenly saw Lei Lulu on Ling Xiaolu's shoulder, and he was frightened. For a period of time, he was afraid that he would suffer from the yellow creature PTSD.

"Peach sauce! I am your fan!"

"me too!"

"Can you take a photo?"

"PLEASE!"

"Who! What are you doing!" The agent slammed over, "Have you been frightened when you didn't see the peach sauce? Are you embarrassed to take a group photo?!"

He also caught sight of Lei Lulu and shivered: "...Huh? Bringing the culprit here? Quickly take this guy away!"

Lei Lulu lowered his head, showing a sad expression of knowing his mistake, Ling Xiaolu hurriedly apologized for it:

"In fact, I mainly brought it to apologize, and it was not intentional."

"No apology! Go go, go!"

"It doesn't matter," a female voice sounded like a natural sound, "you can take a group photo."

The agent was angry: "Peach!"

Ling Xiaolu & Chang Huanxi: "Uuuuuu..."

Not only was Taozi not afraid, she even reached out and touched Leilulu's round face boldly: "You are so cute."

Lei Lulu paused, raised his head cautiously, and saw a well-meaning face with a smile.

"Can you understand me?" Taozi touched his chin affectionately again.

Lei Lulu nodded desperately.

"Don't blame yourself, no one doesn't blame you." Taozi probably has a built-in language program written by an emotional intelligence master, and has reached the top level in comforting this skill. "We are the same as you. Human beings are all emotionally out of control. What is required to imitate us, created by human emotions and desires, to remain perfect under any circumstances?"

Lei Lulu seemed to have been greatly inspired by Tao Zi's consolation and was resurrected with blood.

It slid from Ling Xiaolu's shoulder to the ground and happily danced its belly dance in public.

The members of the Shiyin Girls Group came to watch with enthusiasm:

"so cute!"

"Is it a pet in this game?"

"I really want to raise one, too."

Everyone chattered, and finally looked at the agent unanimously: "We want to play this game too, can we?"

"This, this..." The agent was speechless. Although he was carrying a virtual girl group, these high-intelligence AIs also have their own ideas like humans. Controlled holographic projection.

They can't meet the demands they put forward, and will go on strike and make petty tempers just like human artists.

When the fans who were resurrected below listened, the anger that had been struck by the thunder before was turned away.

"Idols play, then we have to play too!"

"I'll be where the peach jam is!"

"Now there are no discounts outside of group buying!"

The so-called "brain fans" have no position.

Xinshan’s event planning was unexpectedly happy. I just wanted to say that I had applied to my superiors to approve a few promotional accounts for artists to use, but they were interrupted by uninvited guests.

"Of course not."

When the planner raised his head, his expression looked like a **** of death.

"Punjab, Punjab, why are you on it?"

As an online planner, he, like most players, has a psychological shadow on this fossil-level killer god. Every time he organizes an online event, he is most afraid that he will come to collect murderous aura when he is bored.

The audience had just been devastated by Lei Lulu once, and if he did the same thing, then he could consider writing his resignation.

The dove jumped lightly from the spotlight stand several meters high, the mask reflecting the stage lights.

Ling Xiaolu almost couldn't help but call out. After many days, he felt more cordial when he saw Lu Jiu goodbye.

Lujiu certainly didn't recognize him. He spoke to several women's group members.

"It's a pity, girls, this game is not open to AI unless you want to be an NPC."

The planning is incoherent: "Yun, no, this player, please don't represent the game company, can you just draw conclusions casually?"

"Isn't it?" Yunji retorted playfully, and the bird's head mask deliberately turned to the belated Ji Meng. "The company's senior family members are here. Why don't you ask him? Is there a precedent for allowing AI players in the game?"

Ji Meng's expression was serious, his brows furrowed, and he said nothing in the face of Lu Jiu's provocation.

Planning to wipe sweat: "The details of this will still be decided by the company. Even high-level family members will not interfere with the operation of the game..."

"That's right," Yun Hao continued logically, "It's no wonder that some people can't even keep their AI."

Ji Meng's face was blue, Lei Lulu jumped into the air, turned a few somersaults, turned into a giant sword, and was caught in his hand.

Seeing that the situation is not good, Ling Xiaolu hurriedly came out to make the rounds, Ji Meng's murderous value has not yet been washed away, if the two people fight, the end may be that Ji Meng will go to jail.

"Well, although I don't quite understand what you said, isn't it good for you to regard harmony as your value?"

Lu Jiu tilted his head slightly and noticed the newcomer: "Who are you?"

"I……"

"He is my classmate with Ji Meng," Chang Huanxi helped him out. "The great **** Luji, Lubi was deleted. Everyone is very angry. You really can't blame Ji Meng for this."

He turned his head again: "Then what, brother, you also took the sword, so who did you frighten?"

Planning: "Although there are no AI players in the game at this stage, I can apply to my superiors and have a meeting to discuss. With such lovely women's team members, there must be many players who want them to stay."

I don’t know who is taking the lead and shouting: "Women's groups can have them, but why can't Lubi exist? If the virtual women's groups are allowed to settle in, Lubi must be returned!"

"Unscrupulous Xinshan! You said that AI affects the balance of the game? What else did Lubi do besides stealing my husband?"

"That's right! Isn't that the husband? I don't want it, but I will pay back!"

Everyone yelled: "Come back! Give Lubi back!"

Ling Xiaolu: ...the mood is complicated.

Unexpectedly, in addition to killing people without blinking, Lujiu is also a master of rhythm.

The planning panic, the company's development of AI has nothing to do with him, but the online activities he is responsible for will not be able to go smoothly if the trouble continues.

Ji Meng received the giant sword, and said in a deep voice to the audience: "Don't embarrass him, he is just an event planner."

The planner was grateful: "Thank you for this sane player."

Ji Meng turned to Yunjiu again: "My own people, I will find a way to bring them back."

"You better be, otherwise, I will help you in a way you don't want to see."

He shook his arms and jumped back to the lamp stand where he came, gradually disappearing among the crows.

Fans who have never seen this kind of picture are amazed: "It's so handsome!"

"Like making a movie!"

The old players relentlessly attacked: "Wait for you to have been beaten in reality, and then look at this picture, and what comes to mind will not be handsome."

The scene was finally under control, the stage was re-arranged, and fans and players were again engaged in the frenzy of star chasing.

Ling Xiaolu was still shocked by what Ji Meng had just said, and Chang Huanxi rushed out and stuffed the aid he didn't know where he got.

"What are you in a daze? The show is about to begin!"

"Huh? Oh..."

Ling Xiaolu noticed that Chang Huanxi was fully armed, and even Yi wore the offending "I Love Peach Sauce" fluorescent hoop on top of his head.

He also wanted to ask about Ji Meng—about how he was going to bring Lubi back—but he couldn't ask.

"Come on!"

He was drawn to the audience by Chang Huanxi, the enthusiastic prelude sounded, and the mess of thoughts in his mind was instantly wiped out.

Why do you want to chase stars? Chasing stars makes people happy and makes people forget their troubles.

Everyone had forgotten the unpleasant episode before, and Ling Xiaolu followed his fellow fans and stood in the first row to call idols crazy.

At the end of the song, Ling Xiaolu was sweaty, more excited than he had jumped the whole time.

He looked around, only to realize that Ji Meng, who was just still there, was missing.

"Where is Ji Meng?"

Chang Huanxi sighed deeply: "I'm offline, maybe I was irritated just now. You said that the Great God Monroe is also really of the same family. Why do you poke people's scars? By the way, you haven't Add a family, come in quickly."

Ling Xiaolu joined Lutoushe as a newcomer. The online members are still familiar names, but he can only introduce himself politely, in exchange for the same polite and polite welcome.

Only 411 is different:

[Family] 411: Is this really a green name this time? One green is the kind, you must not transform, don't transform!

Ling Xiaolu was speechless.

【Family】Where is the road: Don’t change your body, one green to the end.

[Family] 411: Then I can rest assured, call me on the next battlefield, brother cover you!

Lu Jiu and Li Zheng were both online, but did not speak, and Ling Xiaolu was not surprised. When Lu Bi was there, they rarely showed up on the family channel. It was beyond his expectation that Lu Bi could stay in the family without these two people.

The concert was a complete success, and Ling Xiaolu and Chang Huanxi also took a group photo as they wished, and they were so happy that they had won the first prize.

"Go, I'll take you to the family territory to recognize your way."

Chang Huanxi took Ling Xiaolu to the family territory.

"This is our family base. You can come here when you have nothing to do. It has everything in it. There are also things that you don't need in the warehouse. You can take whatever you need."

Ling Xiaolu knew very well that any "things that are not needed" in Lu Toushe's warehouse can be sold at high prices.

Chang Huanxi took the initiative to find two wearable equipment for him, and then asked, "Do you have a baby?"

"There should be novice pets."

"That's not useful. Lost it. I'll give you a new one."

Before Ling Xiaolu had time to take a closer look at the novice backpack, he looked through it now.

"There is still a lottery ticket."

Chang Huanxi was angry when he mentioned the lottery: "That's a lie, you won't win anything!"

"..." Ling Xiaolu remembered his feat of buying three thousand client lottery draws.

He naturally didn't hold any expectations. If he was lucky enough to draw the dragon scale, he could still find a way to give it to Li Zheng.

"Let me see."

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Ling Xiaolu: =口=