Chapter 76: Compression (3)

Starry sky, spaceship, these things reminded him of the movie that he watched with Dongjun, and then made him think of it cranky.
No... it won't be like that, the answer won't be that complicated.
What he needs now is not a whimsy that can solve all doubts, but more evidence.
For this, he is not confused, and even has a continuous improvement plan.
Just thinking, the system beeps.
User "Player X" requests to add you as a friend.
Player X?
When receiving a friend's invitation, Lin Xun's subconscious reaction was whether he would be Dongjun, but obviously "player X" is not the style Dongjun named, because X is an unknown number, it represents a wavering thing.
He accepted the friend's invitation.
At the next moment, a reminder sounded again.
User "Player X" requests access to your home.
Then visit.
He allowed, and then, the silver light on his side lit up, a man in a white coat and black frame glasses-the avatars these people chose for themselves were always weird.
Lin Xun saw his face, handsome facial features, sharp eyes, vaguely familiar: "Xue Xin?"
"It's me," Xue Xin smiled politely. "The senior suddenly hung up my phone today. I'm a little worried."
"I'm fine." Lin Xun said lightly: "How do you know my id?"
"I guess," Xue Xindao said, "This is the username of the senior in the school forum. I tried it. I didn't expect it to be true."
Lin Xun said, "Uh," and then said, "Do you still want to talk about cooperation?"
"Yes," Xue Xin's attitude is very gentle and polite. "My company also hopes to establish cooperation with you."
Lin Xun looked at him: "Where are you now?"
The flow of people in the Internet industry is relatively frequent. Today at this big factory, he may have moved to the next house tomorrow. He only knows where Xue Xin was from the beginning, but he cannot guarantee that he is now.
Xue Xin lowered his eyes and seemed to be slightly lost, and then replied: "I am in Eagle, my project is working on strong artificial intelligence, and I am sure that I can compress the Bradley coefficient to less than 1-the seniors know that ?"
Lin Xun: "I know."
The term Dongjun has mentioned to him. The Bradlick coefficient is used to measure the degree of artificial intelligence close to EB. "
"Then I won't explain it. In short, we need talents like seniors."
Lin Xun looked at him.
I haven’t seen it for a few years. At that time, the youthful young student has changed his appearance, matured and calmed down a lot, like a businessman on his own.
He looked at himself, but he seemed to have little progress.
"Thank you," he said, "but I can't agree."
Xue Xin: "Why?"
"My project is coming to an end." Lin Xun did not mention that he has become a half-galactic person, but said: "We can only meet at the expo-I wish you success."
Xue Xin: "I...I'm sorry."
Seemingly a short-term failure, he looked back at Lin Xun: "If I propose two years earlier, will the seniors join the team?"
"I hope you don't care," Lin Xun said lightly: "I prefer freedom, and I won't be willing to do things for Eagle two years earlier."
Xue Xin smiled reluctantly: "I disturbed you."
Lin Xun: "Thank you for your kindness."
"Then... I won't disturb the seniors." Xue Xindao.
Lin Xun: "Goodbye."
Just when he thought Xue Xinhui would leave, the man suddenly took a step towards him.
"Is the senior's project going well?"
Lin Xun thought about the detailed schedule that Dongjun had made, and readily said: "Smooth."
Xue Xin glanced at him again: "If there is any difficulty for the senior, please remember to contact me."
Lin Xun didn't matter. He didn't want to take care of Xue Xin, so he replied indispensably: "I will remember."
"...Must remember to look for me." Xue Xin repeated it again, his eyes staring straight at him as if he had something to say, but in the end it just said: "The senior, I will go first."
"Goodbye."
Lin Xun watched him disappear as a white light and frowned.
Galaxy, Eagle, Xue Xin, do you know your relationship with Galaxy? What does he want to do?
He felt that he should probably tell Dongjun-wait for the next meeting.
Facing the starry sky, he sat on his knees, and after a while, a thought appeared in his heart.
He opened the friend interface and searched for a name—Lo.
The system started searching. About one second later, the system uttered: "User ‘Lo’ is currently offline. Do you still send friend invitations?"
Lin Xun couldn't tell how he felt.
Therefore, Lo is a real person.
Do you want to send it?
After thinking for a while, he finally gave up-don't disturb others.
After he came out of the virtual space, the night was already deep. When it was time to go to sleep, the pointer jumped into bed and lay down on the pillow without closing his eyes. A pair of blue and dark eyes looked at him-Lin Xun could already grasp It means, this is urging yourself to sleep.
He cleaned and tidied up, and lay back on the bed.
Lying on the left and lying on the right, I didn’t find a proper posture, and finally grabbed the pillow to hug it, and he was barely satisfied-he remembered that he likes to sleep on the pillow. Maybe it was because of this habit that it led to last night. When he was with Dongjun, he embraced him as a pillow.
But even if he held something, he didn't sleep very well, without any drowsiness and lying down.
I usually slept slowly in the dry lying, but from frugality to extravagance is easy, from extravagance to frugality is difficult. After experiencing fast sleep in Dongjun, I now feel that it is not enough.
He tossed around and tossed for a while, and finally threw away the pillow and hugged the pointer, before falling asleep.
He had a good dream and a peaceful dream. Quiet dreams are often unimpressive. After waking up, I can only think of the swing in the old house. The warm yellow lights in the night room seem to be tired of playing. I fell asleep with someone, and the trance is another day. .
day after day.
It's been many years.
He looked at the hawthorn swaying outside the window, not knowing where the light smoke sentiment came from.
There is news of Dongjun on his mobile phone. He is busy today during the day and free at night.
Lin Xun returned to him with a "Come on ^^" and began to read the news of "Birth in love with family".
The predecessors of Xiandao healed the cracks in the ground of the Children's Hospital yesterday and made some celebrations. Lin Xun was called "this child's true back" because of the cracks found twice. "But the back also has the benefits of the back."
Lin Xun smiled.
In addition, there are news, such as the steady development of the devil work, the recent achievements of the Lantern Festival are gratifying, and the constant silence breaks through the Jindan period, which is gratifying.
Jindan period.
His golden age has not yet landed.
It's useless to fall, the system sleeps.
But he still wanted to ask the master what he had learned, maybe he could get inspiration.
A happy pointer: Brother is free today?
After two minutes, the brother replied.
Chang Ji: In a group meeting.
A happy pointer: Then I will come back later.
Or academic is more important.
But Brother is obviously touching the fish. Three minutes later, Lin Xun received another message from him.
Chang Ji: Can you contact Jianxiu?
A happy pointer: Eh?
A happy pointer: I try.
They only knew one sword repair, that is Qi Yun.
The two of them last contacted, it was already three days ago in the Mingming family's community. When Qi Yun got on the bus, he also explained that the sky had to get up early-after all, he was a trainee who needed to practice.
He sent a message to Qi Yun.
A happy pointer: Are you there?
A happy pointer: Have you finished the exercise?
A happy pointer: Have you eaten breakfast?
A happy pointer: Have you practiced swords?
After this series of news was sent out, Lin Xun was certain that Qi Yun's temper could not be resisted, and he returned to him with a long list.
However, after ten minutes, no one answered.
Are you really practicing?
But it's just early morning, it's not seven o'clock, and it's too early. Chang Jikai can understand the group meeting, but do trainees and doctoral students work together? Lin Xun immediately awed the people in their entertainment industry.
He knew Qi Yun's mobile phone number, didn't think about it, and dialed it.
The other party has shut down.
Lin Xun frowned, sending a message to Chang Ji saying that he could not be reached.
Chang Ji: I haven't been able to contact you since yesterday.
A happy pointer: Do you often contact?
Chang Ji: I help Shimei to sign.
Lin Xun: "..."
Yes, very good, Qi Yun's star journey is gratifying.
And as a caring younger brother, he will not make brothers encounter difficulties.
A happy pointer: I know how to find it.
He is skilled at chasing stars.
Lin Xun turned off WeChat, opened Weibo, and chased the star software, to do something about it, and all Qiyun's account was followed. This person's Weibo is very irritating, and there are many articles. Either pass a small video, or send a few selfies, or open the business routinely, and send "Good morning" and "Good night".
However, the update of social accounts stopped without exception two days ago.
Lin Xun thinks things may not be simple.
He decisively added a large fan base.
Jiansui of Qiyun: I haven’t heard from my brother in a long time. Is it my village?
^Love Chess^Stars: Brother is concentrating on dancing
^爱棋^ Ning Ning: We are also waiting for brother’s activity
Lin Xun: "."
Judging from the group notes, the style of painting is a bit like a pupil.
This way was impossible, he opened Qi Yun's encyclopedia and followed the introduction of the brokerage company to the official website.
Before he noticed any other information, he saw the address first.
He frowned, and then opened the metro map of the capital.
Ten seconds later.
A happy pointer: Brother.
A happy pointer: he may have something wrong.
The location of Qi Yun’s brokerage company, by coincidence, is near the terminal of Metro Line 4. Lin Xun was very impressed at this place because Lin Kexin told him that a crack was opening here.
And Qi Yun was fine three days ago. WeChat seconds back. He still has a record in the group, but he lost contact at this time. Is it a coincidence?
Lin Xun has never believed in coincidence.
Without further ado, he and Chang Ji soon reached an agreement. At nine o'clock, Lin Xun carrying a cat bag and took the subway line 4-many people with mixed eyes, he brought a mask.
The morning peak has not passed yet, there are many people, the pointer seems a little scared, meowing a few times in the cat bag, ushered in the teasing girl next door.
The pointer turned to ignore her.
Lin Xun closed his eyes.
Today is the next day, the system space is still inaccessible, but he can already see others and his own program box. He has conducted experiments before — last night, he was not able to use the keyboard to perform any offensive moves, like any ordinary person, but he was able to wield his sword gas this morning, showing that the system is indeed slowly recovering.
And from the recovery process of the system, he can also get a lot of information. For example, using code to attack is the first function of the system to recover. It can also be regarded as the most easily repaired function in the entire system, which is difficult to recover or traumatized. The more serious modules are those of the mission system.
The subway drove from station to station, people got off one after another, and only a few people sat at the end. Lin Xun got off at the last stop, and then waited for Brother Changji to come over on the ground-that Zen rod could not pass the security check, he had to take a taxi.
Before long, a taxi stopped slowly in front of him, and Brother Chang Ji took the golden zen stick down.
Lin Xun: "Brother."
"Brother." Chang Ji was wearing a white casual dress with a string of beads around his wrist, still the appearance: "He's nearby?"
"His brokerage company is here." Lin Xun said: "And, I know there is a big probability that there will be a crack in the demon world."
Chang Ji: "Go to the company first?"
Chang Ji never spoke much, and this time he did not ask him how he learned about the cracks in the demon world-this is why Lin Xun likes to act with his brother.
Lin Xun: "Wait."
He pulled the cat bag away and put his pointer on the ground.
"Good, baby," Lin Xun asked, "Where is there a monster? Take me there."
The pointer moved around his feet: "Meow?"
Lin Xun stared at it: "I know you are not an ordinary kitten."
The pointer grabbed his leg, meaning to hold.
Lin Xun: "?"
Lin Xun: "Don't pretend."
Pointer: "Meow..."
Chang Ji finally said: "What are you doing."
Lin Xun asked: "Brother, is it an ordinary cat?"
Chang Ji: "Yes."
Lin Xun: "Is it a domestic cat?"
Chang Ji: "Otherwise?"
Lin Xun and the pointer looked at each other.
This is impossible.
He looked at the pointer: "I order you to remove the frame immediately."
The pointer scratched him twice.
Lin Xun had no choice but to carry the cat back.
He followed his brother and asked him: "Why is this cat sometimes in one state and sometimes in another state? It is sometimes very human."
Chang Ji: "Schizophrenia?"
Brother is indeed a brother.
"It's unlikely," Lin Xun said: "It seems to have great mana in another state, can it be explained by metaphysics?"
Chang Ji: "The upper body, the seizure, and the psychic are all possible."
Lin Xun narrowed his eyes.