Chapter 75: Compression (2)

The tip of the ear is the sensitive area of ​​the pointer.
When Lin Xun lit the cat, once he touched the tip of the ear, the pointer ear would be ribbed, hide back, and after a few more touches, it would bite.
This situation changed to Lin Xun, in fact... the same.
He couldn't say anything at that time and subconsciously grabbed Dongjun's hand.
Dongjun's actions don't stop there.
The tip of the tongue touched his earlobe, grinding inch by inch, and a fine electric current radiated from the earlobe and spread all over his body. Lin Xun felt he had to pant if he bit his lip. He was all soft.
Xue Xin's voice came from the receiver: "Senior? Are you listening?"
"Listening, I..." Lin Xun just wanted to end the conversation quickly, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Dongjun's arm wrapped around his waist, and he changed his tone at once, afraid to say another word.
The clothes inside are very thin, and the temperature and the touch penetrate through a thin layer of cloth, and Lin Xun is tight all over.
Lin Xundeng would rather touch his earlobe than touch his waist.
Xue Xin: "Senior?"
Holding his hand to his waist, he seemed to slip past him carelessly.
Lin Xun closed his eyes and shuddered.
—He hung up the phone.
The moment he hung up the call, he exhaled gently and was turned over the next moment and pressed on the desk.
Five fingers were separated and pressed, ten fingers interlocked, hands back against the table.
The body was imprisoned, and there was a fierce kiss, no room for it, not gentleness, and the siege was generally offensive.
When finally released, Lin Xun gasped, his body was still soft, lack of oxygen, and the things in front of him were slightly blurred.
He blinked a few times, and the appearance of Dongjun in front of him was finally clear.
The man looked at himself, lowered his eyelashes slightly, and could not see anything in his expression, just as he had done nothing just now.
Lin Xun felt that he knew why.
He felt that he should be a little angry, but he was angry with Dongjun's face again.
In the end, he could only say: "...you're so annoying."
Dongjun still held his posture, leaned down and kissed the corner of his eyes.
Lin Xun was a little tickled by him, and he hid with a smile: "I didn't plan to play with him."
Dongjun: "Well."
The strength on the waist just relaxes a little.
Why is this person like this?
Inexplicably, Lin Xun also produced something cute, he felt that Dongjun was a little more real.
He looked at Dongjun.
Dongjun also looked at him.
After breathing, Lin Xun was pressed again.
This time the movement is gentler, but this pose is too dangerous.
When aware of a few signs, Lin Xun turned his head hard and panted a few times.
He: "This is the office..."
Dong Junfu laughed lowly on his shoulder.
Lin Xun was pulled up by him and placed on the chair again.
Lin Xun looked at Dongjun-his thin pale lips finally got a little bloody, and the whole person was no longer like a person. The silhouette came to life in a moment, and the danger was coming out, like a demon with a thousand years of Daoxing, repaired for years Demon, as long as you close your eyes, he will be taken into the stomach by the next second.
Lin Xun blinked.
Dongjun smiled faintly: "...I'm not a beast."
Lin Xunxin said you were just like that.
Dongjun picked up the glasses on the table and put them back.
That kind of paranoid domineering was crushed by a pair of glasses, disappeared without a trace. But at the same time, his temperament was also estranged, and he turned back to that tall and unconventional male god.
Lin Xun straightened his tie.
Xue Xin called again, he hung up, and returned a text message, saying that it is not convenient for him to answer the phone, because of various reasons such as project planning, and there is no willingness to cooperate with you, sorry for sorry.
Dongjun: "Looking at Luoshen?"
"Well." Lin Xun looked back at the screen.
There was a lot of trouble on the desk just now, and many files were messed up-but the desktop was large enough that his computer was not compromised.
"I think it's a little weird. It's a little smarter than I thought. I can't rule out..." As he said, Lin Xun's brow furrowed.
Before Xue Xin's phone call, he found a string of codes that weren't quite right, and he was planning to study it-he remembered it very well, he stopped the cursor there.
But at this moment, when he looked there again, he found that it was just a string of unremarkable codes, which were very harmonious with the context.
He pursed his lips.
To be honest, it was actually expected.
"But it doesn't rule out something that I didn't find." He finished speaking as usual.
Dongjun: "Have you come to a conclusion?"
"Here it is." Lin Xun turned off the interface: "It secretly learned something outside."
Dongjun: "Very powerful."
"It's quite powerful..." Lin Xun whispered, "East God spent 200,000 yuan to buy it."
Dongjun smiled deeply: "It's just a shareholding, buyout... I'm afraid I can't afford it."
Lin Xun also thought it was fun.
"After Ruan Zhi called me that day, I thought about how to hire people and how to develop external functions after getting tens of millions of investment." He said: "Today, according to the plan, Luoshen should become a mature Multi-functional management system."
"Compared with external functions, I think Luoshen's core is the most important thing," Dong Jundao said, "as if you are more important. I don't really want to see you spend your energy on managing employees, or developing those The icing on the cake is functional."
"Now I won't put my energy on it." Lin Xun looked at Dong Jun, he felt courageous: "I want to spend energy on falling in love with you."
Dongjun laughed.
He said: "This is an exception."
Lin Xun got up from him, returned to his place, and asked him, "What are you doing today?"
Dongjun Road: "Do some planning."
Then it started.
Dong Jun at work refreshed Lin Xun's cognition.
After three hours of discussion, a table appeared in front of him detailing the tasks for the twenty days, accurate to a quarter of a day.
Had it not been for Lin Xun to say, "My teammates and I are not so strong in terms of time," he even felt that Dongjun could make the task accurate to the hour.
it is good.
The boss is the boss.
While making plans with him, there will be others coming in Dongjun's office-most of them are signing a document. At noon, they were tired for a while, and continued to spend their work in the afternoon. Lin Xun had to admit that he had spent an afternoon with very high work efficiency.
Near the end of get off work, the task schedule was filled with ticks, and Lin Xun moved his joints.
Dongjun poured him a cup of coffee: "Are you all right?"
"Fortunately." Lin Xun was a little satisfied, lazily drawing a few straight lines on the paper with no rules: "I feel like I'm back in school."
Dongjun: "You look like the kind of person who started the review on the last day before the final exam."
Lin Xun laughed.
This is the truth.
During his student days, he was rubbing lessons in the College of Mathematics and Physics every day. He could turn a brand-new textbook before the exam and score 90 points.
Dongjun: "I send you home?"
"Um..." Lin Xun said.
Dongjun: "Or you can live with me."
"Not tonight," Lin Xun said: "I still have everything at home."
Dongjun leaned over and kissed his forehead: "Think about it."
Lin Xun neither refused nor agreed.
In the car, he sent a message in the group.
Lin Algorithm: I'm going home.
Wang Safety: Don't go back.
Zhao Jizhuo: Don't go back.
Lin algorithm:?
But there was silence in the group, and no one answered.
Lin Xun: "?"
He felt a little puzzled-even Wang Jianjing, what happened to Zhao Jianji. Overnight, the views changed drastically?
He felt that there must be something wrong, which strengthened his heart to go back. Although, he still wanted to stay with Dongjun.
Holding Dongjun's hand, saying good night, after seeing Dongjun's car drove away, he took the pointer and returned to the third floor.
Knock on the door, nobody opens.
Lin Xun frowned-Did a monster invade.
He didn't hesitate anymore, the fingerprint verification passed and the door opened.
The living room was empty, there were take-out boxes on the table, a few professional books were spread randomly on the sofa, everything was as if someone had just lived-but there was no sound in the whole room, only his own footsteps.
Lin Xun's heart was raised at that time.
He put the cat down and walked quickly to the Zhao Jian's room closest to the door. The door was unlocked. He opened it with a force that nearly broke the door. At first glance, he looked at Zhao Jian's computer desk for playing games.
The screen of the desktop computer is dark, and there is no one on the chair.
Lin Xun's heart beat violently.
However, the next moment, he saw something.
Lin Xun: "..."
He almost blurted out uncivilized words.
On the side wall near the door, an oval-shaped, silver-colored thing with a beautiful line is placed against the wall. It is very large and can be put in alone.
Of course Lin Xun recognized this thing.
Nutshell.
The immersive holographic experience cabin developed by Galaxy.
His mood was up and down. At that moment, he was about to take his breath away, take a deep breath, and kicked the silver-white holographic cabin.
A minute later, the hatch opened smoothly, and Zhao Jianjie's head with blond hair came out, then he sat up from inside and looked at Lin Xun.
"You're back." Zhao Jianke's attitude was dull: "I play games. I eat in the refrigerator and fetch myself. I continue."
Lin Xun looked at him: "I thought you were dead."
Zhao Jianshe: "Go away."
Lin Xun looked at the nutshell again: "Did you borrow online?"
"Your husband gave it," Zhao Jianji said: "Speaking of children's day gifts, I gave four."
Row.
A nutshell immediately changes its mouth and becomes "your husband".
After all, he still overestimated Zhao's conduct.
Lin Xun sat down in the chair beside him: "They are also playing?"
"Yes," Zhao Jianji said: "I'm going to lie down now, you also go to play, I will add your friends."
Lin Xun: "...good."
When Zhao Jianzhi did it, the words fell, and the whole person fell back into the nutshell. The hatch closed, and he lost contact with the world.
Lin Xun thought that if there was an earthquake at this time, none of the three people in the house could run.
But then I thought about it. If an earthquake occurs, it is not necessarily safer to run around in the building than to stay in the shell.
Without the Zhao structure, the entire room fell into the same silence as the cemetery, and there was only a slight buzz of mechanical operation around it. Lin Xun turned back to his room.
A set of the same husks lay beside his bed, and the instructions lay on his table. He opened to read and found that this is not only a fruit shell, but also a top match-the price of the fruit shell is graded, the common configuration is priced at 200,000, and then upwards, it can almost be called the top not on the official website. The top match is 700,000, and if it is privately ordered, then any price is possible.
According to Zhao Jianshe, on the day he was absent, Galaxy delivered them four topped husks-this may be the reason why Zhao Jijie didn't say a word for the whole day, he may be completely bought out Or, he actually pretended to be bought and caught all his mind by the game, so he didn't have time to speak to Lin Xun.
do not care.
Lin Xun gave Dongjun a message to express his gratitude.
In addition to thanks, he could not express anything else-Dongjun was close to four million for such a gift, he could not return such a heavy gift, unless Luoshen became a month later.
The message was sent out and he hasn't replied yet-he knew it was because Dongjun was driving.
Putting down his phone, he observed the beautiful shape of the shell, and then lay in the cabin according to the instructions in the manual. The silver-white lid closed smoothly, and the moment it closed, all the subtle sounds of the outside world receded like a tide, and he fell into a vacuum-like silence, and his eyes were silver and white.
The mechanical device began to operate. The body was fixed, and there seemed to be a small current flowing around the body, and an indescribable feeling spread throughout the body. He knew that it was the role of the tens of thousands of nerve probes in the legend.
After about five minutes, I don't know where I heard a soft mechanical female voice: "The configuration is complete, please cooperate to complete the activation."
A three-dimensional interface unfolded in front of his eyes. In fact, it is somewhat similar to the system space. Lin Xun cooperated with the system to configure various options, and account registration and a series of necessary settings.
About five minutes later, the account was created, and the interface in front of him suddenly changed.
After the sudden dizziness, the scene in front of me gradually became clear-a silver-white cubic space, like a room. And his posture is no longer lying, but standing.
Lin Xun looked down. He wore a system-configured outfit, simple jeans and a white T-shirt. There was a shell logo on the T-shirt, and the fabric was very realistic. He tried to walk a few steps, his steps were a little bit floating, but he could indeed walk freely in this space.
At the same time, the female voice of the system sounded again: "Welcome to the nutshell space, please read the operation guide."
Lin Xun reading.
The world inside the shell is divided into three parts.
One part is the "fruit shell space" where he is now, which is private for each user, similar to the personal space of the home, and the user can set up here according to his own preferences-you want to live in ancient castles, modern buildings, or even cavemen. Caves are fine, but you can also invite other users to be guests.
In addition, the second part is the community, which is used to meet the social needs of users. There is no need to elaborate in this part. There are only a few types of social methods. However, the operation specifically stated that due to various reasons, the fruit shell has strict restrictions on the mutual contact between users, and does not allow intimate movements below the neck. If you insist on it, it will be forcibly separated by the system.
The third part is the most important, the gaming platform. Major game manufacturers have entered, and users have entered the various games they design through the nutshell to experience the happiness of holographic online games.
Due to the technical difficulty, there are still few games on the platform, only a few, but it is conceivable that in the next few years, they will spring up like mushrooms and build a huge holographic game ecosystem.
Lin Xun is not particularly interested in the game. He adjusted several modes, set up his personal space as a spaceship, adopted a white cat pet, and began to sit on the spaceship and lift the cat.
This theme is very in line with his aesthetic. The silver-white streamlined architecture, the spaceship moves slowly in the endless sea of ​​stars, and the eternal starlight is coming, as if it is in a science fiction movie about voyage.
The touch of the cat hair under the hand is quite real, much like a pointer, but the virtual product is not as flexible as living things, and the reflection is very mechanical-for example, when you touch your neck, you emit a specific frequency of grunt, and when you touch your ear The other is that after you put it down, you will follow you along the path you walked.
The housekeeper npc, a silver-haired blue-eyed girl also shows this state. Her appearance is very realistic. It is the specification of the top CG. The interaction and language are very flexible, but-after all, you can feel that she is not Real people, because the real artificial intelligence system does not appear.
Lin Xun finished analyzing the interested parts one by one, received an invitation from Zhao Jianzhi's friends halfway, and then added both Wang Jianjian and Jiang Lian to the friends list.
The friend list shows that Zhao Jianjie and Jiang Lian are both in the game, but Wang Jianjing is in the social area.
Lin Xun chose an option "Invite friends to visit his home".
After touching, a pop-up response "Friend "PHP World First" accepted your invitation."
Five seconds later, a silver ray of light appeared beside him. After the silver ray dissipated, a figure appeared.
A man with long silver hair, black trench coat, black sunglasses, and a tall, tall figure.
Lin Xun looked at him for three seconds, and after three seconds, he laughed.
"Yes." He said: "Your facelift is too successful."
The beautiful man "PHP World First" took off his sunglasses and sat next to him, watching the stars outside the porthole with him. This scene is beautiful and poetic, and Lin Xun simply applauds it.
However, the next moment Wang Safety opened his mouth, this beautiful atmosphere was completely destroyed.
Wang Safety: "What dog name are you?"
Lin Xun looked at his name "a lively Maxwell demon".
He: "Whatever dog name are you taking?"
Wang Jingzhen Zhen said: "I just played the game, the technology is definitely rusty, and I will be scolded by my teammates. So my name is "PHP World First", so that after I pit my teammates, they will remember my name, thus discriminating against PHP Language, I think it’s all chickens."
Lin Xun applauded his tortuous brain circuit and endless struggle with PHP.
He didn't continue this topic, but looked at the virtual starry sky and looked at the NPC housekeeper who stood beside her. Her white pettiskirt looked as soft as the clouds in the sky. Lin Xun said: "I think it's quite real."
Wang Safety: "Maybe this is the top match."
Lin Xun didn't speak.
Wang Safety: "What's wrong with you?"
"I'm thinking about a question," Lin Xun's voice slowed down a bit. "How can we be sure that the real world we live in is not another virtual reality?"
Wang Safety: "Just think about it."
Lin Xun: "I didn't think about it, I really mean, do you remember the brain in the tank? There is also self-awareness. We originally chose a course in the Academy of Philosophy in order to collect credits and talked about it."
"You took seventy-two in that class." Wang Safe said: "I took ninety, so in front of you, I am a philosopher."
"Wang Philosopher, so what do you think of this question?" Lin Xun asked sincerely.
"This question doesn't need philosophy at all, I can overthrow it for you." Wang Jingdao said.
Lin Xun: "You speak."
Wang Safe extended his hand and stared. First, I looked at the back of the hand with faint cyan blood vessels, and the palm of the hand with shallow palmprints. It's very real, but there are some areas that lack details and look too smooth-for example, nails that are too perfect in shape, smooth and delicate enough to make top hand model skin.
"Technology is almost at the top," Wang Jingdao said: "But it is also quite fake. If it is completely simulated-there is an old scar here, there is a pimple and the like, the technical requirements are higher."
Lin Xun: "Well."
Speaking of Wang Jingan's palm, a can of Coke was made out of thin air. He opened the pull ring and after the peculiar popping sound of carbonated drinks, the man poured the Coke out—on the floor.
The dark liquid flowed all the way along, forming a big shoal on the floor, and then flowed through the gap between the alloy floors. Although the picture is realistic, it lacks the layering that is unique to the real world, and it is a bit rubbery.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Jianjing squeezed the cans with his hands. The cans became a tin, the picture of the bottle was squeezed and twisted, and the bottle body was various creases.
"This is not a 3D game, this is a hologram-you think about the amount of calculations required for the physical performance of this can," Wang Safety: "The physical feedback in this place is at this level. Now the nutshell is close to the whole world. One hundred million units are in use. How many supercomputers can we supply for this calculation?"
Lin Xun thought for a while and smiled: "It's quite a lot."
If it is an ordinary machine, you want to use it to create a holographic model of the hand just now-sorry, all it can answer is only a crash or a blank screen. For this magnitude of calculation, there must be more than one supercomputer, and everyone knows the cost of supercomputers, astronomical figures.
"So only Galaxy or Eagle can afford this operating cost, and even if we look at it, it's still quite fake." Wang Jingdao said: "If this holographic world is real enough, you can only think about it from a philosophical perspective. True or false, think about the technical difficulty."
Lin Xun looked at the starry sky and sighed in confusion.
"Even if it can be achieved technically, it will not work in terms of construction cost. How much does it cost?" Wang Jianjing said: "I tell you, ten galaxy can't stand burning like this."
Lin Xun: "You are right... I have to change my mind."
Wang Safety: "What?"
Lin Xun: "...Nothing, I began to regret that the philosophy class didn't listen well."
Wang Safe patted his shoulder: "Young man, don't doubt life, you now have a cat, a career and a husband, it's a personal winner."
Lin Xun: "Why don't you guys feel a bit surprised by my sexual orientation, I think the society is not so open yet."
"Save it," Wang Safe said: "We don't know what your virtue is."
Lin Xun raised an eyebrow: "What is my virtue?"
"You just like it better than you," Wang Jingan said, "so I guess you will not only like your goddess, but you are still suffering."
Lin Xun: "."
He tapped the option and invited Wang Safe to his home: "I am so disappointed with you."
Wang Jianjing struggled out a second before disappearing: "Then you refute me."
If he can refute, will he still throw people out of his home? Wang Safety apparently did not understand this truth.
Lin Xun continued to face the starry sky, thinking about life.