While Xiao Xiao was thinking about all this and lying on the bed numbly, Yang Jia, who had just returned home, was sitting silently on the sofa with a lingering solemn look on his face.
After much hesitation, she still made a call.
The signal traveled like lightning and quickly reached the very center of the city, where there was the tallest building in the city, with over a hundred floors, but without any billboards or decorations.
On the top floor, it was quiet and there was no one. There were only precision instruments and dazzling wires, which were carefully connected to a glass tank in the middle.
In the glass jar, in the dark green liquid, is a brain. The human brain has no protection and is only connected to many lines.
Yang Jia's call was picked up by an instrument outside the glass jar, and her voice echoed in this room filled with cold machines, complex circuits, and a brain:
"I got in touch with that new person today and helped him see the truth of the world..."
"..."
The cold electronic sound was unexpectedly gentle: "I don't know whether I should be grateful that we have another companion, or sympathize with another person who has fallen into a nightmare!"
"This new guy is weird."
Yang Jia slowly rubbed his temples and said softly: "He is calm and decisive, with strong analytical skills and the courage to fight against evil, but he is not ruthless."
"It can be said that this is the first time I have seen a guy with such potential after all these years in a foreign land."
"But equally, there is something about him that I can't see through."
"..."
After a pause, she said softly: "Looking back, the things he did are obviously very reasonable, but they always make people feel surprised."
"So, I hope you can investigate him."
"..."
The gentle electronic voice was silent for a long time and said: "I'll try."
Yang Jia said softly: "Thank you."
Then he stopped talking and just waited patiently.
In a room full of machinery and complex circuits, the surface of the quietly existing brain seemed to be trembling slightly, with tiny sparks of electricity twining around it. This weak spark of electricity triggered a strong reaction among the surrounding machinery.
In response, even some cables writhed like pythons. Countless screens were filled with gibberish. The huge servers were in a form of overload, running crazily.
It seems that there is some kind of microwave that is beginning to stimulate the city.
The huge and majestic city foundation is vibrating in a way that ordinary people cannot detect, emitting strange signals, intertwining into a scattered network.
Yang Jia could also feel the vibration. She held the phone, motionless, and waited patiently.
After a long time, the vibration disappeared, and a gentle electronic voice rang on the other end of the phone:
"I have accessed all his information in this city, and it went smoothly. There are no signs of being blocked or tampered with."
"From this information, it seems that he has not interacted with the world as a stranger, nor does he seem to be remotely replaced or controlled by some kind of will."
"So, my answer is, at least on the surface, he is a new person who has just woken up."
"but……"
The voice paused for a long while, and the machine made a faint roar of high-speed operation, and then said: "Four years ago, he went to the hospital for a check-up because of severe mental illness."
"Four years ago?"
Yang Jia frowned and said, "What are the symptoms?"
"According to his self-description, he suffered from dizziness, headaches, auditory hallucinations, visual hallucinations, sensory disorders, intense depression and huge depression..."
"...But the final inspection results showed that everything was normal."
"..."
Yang Jia's expression suddenly became serious and she sat up straight: "It looks like he was affected by a mysterious source."
"Yes."
The electronic sound responded without syllables: "Those mysterious sources that peer into the city will indeed seize certain individual wills in the city through influence across space for certain reasons."
"But he is different. You and I both understand that no individual can remain intact and rational under the influence of a mysterious source."
"..."
Yang Jia, who was nervous, frowned even more tightly, but her tense muscles were slowly relaxing: "Yes..."
"If he is really influenced by a mysterious source, a person who has been influenced for four years..."
Speaking of this, she couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Don't talk about whether there will be distortion or the like, the painful substance in his body can probably flood the entire city, right?"
"..."
"There's no way this is going to happen."
Electronic Sound also expressed his conclusion: "So, I think he is a clean individual."
"His level of seclusion and seclusion is not an exception among the young people in this city, there are even many."
"Usually, people just think this kind of behavior is depraved."
"most……"
At this point, even the extremely rational and stable electronic sound was slightly stuck, and he chose a very human word:
"A little sick?"
"..."
Yang Jia nodded, looking a little sad in the mist. After a long time, he whispered: "No matter what, the potential he has shown is huge, and we have no other choice..."
"I just hope that when he understands the truth in the future, he won't blame me..."
"..."
The next day, Xiao Xiao got up very early.
He didn't know why, but he slept surprisingly peacefully yesterday.
In the past four years, he had frequent headaches, and his whole head seemed to be soaked in pain and fear all year round. But yesterday, he learned the truth about the world, and his fear reached its limit.
But under such circumstances, I suddenly calmed down, as if I had the courage to face it calmly.
At this time, my mother had already gotten up and was making breakfast in the kitchen.
Xiao Xiao didn't want to see her, so even if he woke up, he just sat on the bed and waited for the movement in the living room to disappear.
At about 8:30, the opening and closing time of the courtyard door was heard outside. Her mother had already gone to work, and Xiao Xiao walked out of the room.
Unexpectedly, when he arrived in the living room, he saw the food left on the table, as well as the note and banknotes buried underneath with a box of milk.
"Bad boy, I'm going to work."
"There is no way you can talk to someone without money. Don't be too stingy when dating such a beautiful girl."
"..."
Xiao Xiao was stunned for a moment.
Did she misunderstand her relationship with Yang Jia, and considering that she had no money since she had not been to work, she gave herself pocket money?
A strange feeling rose from the bottom of my heart.
What's this?
After signing a contract with the city, the city and the people living in the city began to show goodwill to themselves?
Or is it the feelings shown by the mother herself?
Just now, he thought that nothing would be surprising again, but this note and two banknotes made him feel complicated.
After being silent for a while, he sat down, ate his breakfast, and collected the note and pocket money.
After breakfast, I just sat quietly at home. Now, I was ready to face everything, but I unexpectedly found that there seemed to be nothing I was anxious to face.
Yang Jia didn't say much yesterday, she just showed herself the truth about this city.
She said that there would be a dedicated person responsible for guiding her, but who was this person and what should she do?
Just when I was thinking about this problem, the phone rang at the right time.
"How did you sleep last night?"
Yang Jia's voice still sounded so calm, with a little bit of laziness, and seemed to be out of tune with this world.
Xiao Xiao answered honestly: "Very good, very practical."
"very good?"
Yang Jia was somewhat surprised. After the newcomers realized the truth of the world, they were in panic all day long. Some called themselves all night long, and some committed suicide that night.
Xiao Xiao's answer was actually "very good"?
"right."
Xiao Xiao replied softly: "Didn't you tell me that? In such a city full of monsters, what else can I do but feel at ease?"
Yang Jia didn't know what to say. After a while, she smiled and said, "You are really a person who listens to advice."
Faced with these words, Xiao Xiao didn't know how to answer.
Yang Jia, on the other hand, heard his silence and said with a smile: "Now that you are ready to face all this, it's time to take the next step."
Xiao Xiao was slightly moved and said, "What is the next step you are talking about?"
"We are too weak, of course we need to find something to protect ourselves."
Yang Jia's voice sounded a little mysterious and said: "This is a very complicated problem, but don't worry, I have found an experienced designer to help you."
"Be polite to her. She is a very well-behaved and quiet girl."
"..."
"OK."
Xiao Xiao agreed, thinking about the person Yang Jia was going to introduce, but he felt a faint expectation.
After waiting for a long time, he heard the beep of his cell phone. As expected, Yang Jia pushed a contact information, but Xiao Xiao was stunned when he saw it. The profile picture was of a cute girl wearing a maid outfit.
And the nickname is: [Old aunt eighteen sitting on the ground sucking dirt]
"This quiet girl's nickname is a bit wild, isn't it?"
