Chapter 100

"How's the situation?"

Chen Yang sat in a chair in the basement, his eyes fixed on the core of the foundation.

"It's going relatively smoothly. After all, humans are intelligent beings and have a certain degree of synchronization with the core of the foundation."

The right hand manipulated the core of the foundation and suddenly pointed the mouthpiece at his eyes.

"Rather, do you feel no sympathy at all when you see your own kind die?"

Hearing this sarcastic remark, Chen Yang's left hand unconsciously clenched, then he smiled slightly and said, "Commander Luosi, you're really interesting. When did you learn the meaning of human sympathy?"

"It's not about learning, but understanding."

The right hand said, "Go to the library tomorrow morning."

"What for?"

Chen Yang was puzzled.

"I need to find some books."

"I can't understand that even more."

Chen Yang stood up, walked to the refrigerator, and took out a can of beer. "Is there any book that can't be found on the internet nowadays?"

"Your human internet... many digitized books are riddled with errors, and there are many things that are not included."

The right hand also opened a can of beer, "It's said that the Donghai Library has a more complete collection of information books. I need to go there to find something."

"Frankly speaking, do the knowledge in human books... still have any value for you to refer to?"

Since Chen Yang had been in contact with the right hand, this extraterrestrial being, in terms of knowledge level, the right hand definitely surpassed humans by a large margin.

"I am not omniscient."

The right hand did not hide it, "Moreover, what I am interested in reading is not your human tool books, but something else."

"Something else?" Chen Yang was a bit curious.

"In any case, according to the contract, you, the host, have no right to refuse my request."

The right hand, this bastard, seemed to be very interested in human beer, and in a few words, he drank five cans of frozen beer in one breath.

"It's a reasonable request!" Chen Yang emphasized this point.

The right hand ignored Chen Yang's words, casually threw the empty beer can, which drew an arc in the air and accurately landed in the garbage bag.

"This beer is really good. I'll buy another case tomorrow."

The right hand, satisfied, took out another can of beer.

Chen Yang was speechless.

He gradually realized a secret: the right hand, this extraterrestrial being, seemed to be very interested in human food, trying everything. Whether it was sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, or salty, the right hand accepted all food, as if it had its own unique way of distinguishing. Many foods that Chen Yang found unbearable, it could swallow without any hesitation, regardless of the strange taste.

Chen Yang rubbed his forehead in frustration, forcing himself not to pay attention to these things. After the right hand had eaten and drunk to its heart's content and settled down, he prepared to leave the basement.

As for the core of the foundation, the first test went quite well. After setting a fixed program, it would continue to operate without his intervention.

However, the death of three people in the first test was due to Chen Yang's mistake. After creating the alien, he threw it into the mental hospital for random testing. After giving the alien action data, it became an intelligent independent virtual being with its own judgment criteria, and even Chen Yang could not predict the outcome of events.

Death was inevitable.

Because the simulation was too realistic, the designed scenarios often caused excessive fear, leading to abnormal secretion of adrenaline and immense pressure on the heart due to increased blood flow.

In other words, psychologically weak people could be scared to death.

But the death of three people at once was a bit excessive. Chen Yang pondered how to improve it.

Just as he was about to return to his room after leaving the basement, his phone rang.

Picking up the phone, he saw that it was a call from his good friend, Zhu Junchen.

"Hello..."

"Old Chen, do you have time?"

"What's up?"

"Something happened, sigh, I'm in a bad mood. Can you come out for a drink?"

"Now?"

"Damn, are you coming or not?"

"Alright, where?"

"At the night beer place near me, you know it?"

"Um, I'll be there soon. Contact me when I get there."

Chen Yang ended the call, thought for a moment, went in to change his clothes, took some money, and left.

Originally, this was his study time after the right hand had settled down. However, Zhu Junchen's tone today sounded off, and Chen Yang couldn't refuse, also somewhat worried about his friend, so he agreed immediately.

He called a taxi and headed straight to the destination. When he got out of the car and contacted Zhu Junchen, he found that the other party had already reserved a spot.

It was 9:30 PM, the prelude to the night life in Donghai. This snack street in the second ring of the city was filled with people eating, drinking, and having fun, shouting and toasting in groups.

"Hey, Old Chen, over here."

Zhu Junchen's eyes were sharp, and he saw Chen Yang from a distance, waving his hand to signal.

"What happened?"

Sitting down, Chen Yang asked.

"What could have happened? Can't I invite you for a drink today?"

Eating peanuts, Zhu Junchen's eyes darted around.

"Invite me for a drink?"

Since Zhu Junchen didn't say the reason, Chen Yang didn't ask, as he knew what would happen next.

Sure enough, after half an hour, after drinking seven or eight bottles of beer, Zhu Junchen, while eating peanuts, started to cry.

"Damn, what kind of bad luck have I had... We were almost getting married, and she just broke up with me. Is this a joke?"

"That woman, I loved her so much, and she didn't even blink when she said it was over..."

"Sniff, how could I fall in love with such a woman."

Zhu Junchen sobbed loudly.

At the night beer stand, while others were laughing and chatting, Zhu Junchen's loud crying immediately drew the attention of the surrounding people.

"Cough, Old Zhu, pay attention to your image."

Patted Zhu Junchen's shoulder, Chen Yang didn't know how to comfort him.

Regarding matters of love, Chen Yang was almost helpless, and besides, it wasn't his place to meddle in others' affairs.

"Old Chen, do you think women are all heartless?"

After crying for a while, Zhu Junchen looked at Chen Yang with teary eyes.

After a moment's thought, Chen Yang could only console him, "Actually, you can't say that. Women, like men, have good and bad. You can't generalize."

"Then what should I do? She said she wants to break up with me, and no matter how I beg her, she won't forgive me."

"Um, maybe your method is wrong. Try a different approach? Like buying some flowers or something she likes. Women are generally soft-hearted; if you beg a bit more, she might forgive you."

As soon as Chen Yang finished speaking, he realized, "Wait, you said forgive you? Did you do something wrong?"

"Wrong? Uh."

Zhu Junchen looked around, "What wrong? Hehe, I don't know."

Chen Yang didn't speak, just stared at him.

Perhaps because Chen Yang's expression was too serious, Zhu Junchen couldn't bear it and said, "Actually, it's nothing much. I was just a bit too enthusiastic when talking to another woman, and my girlfriend misunderstood."

Chen Yang: "..."

"Really, you're an incurable fool."

A person about to get married, and he still does such things. Chen Yang didn't know what to say.

Zhu Junchen probably knew he was in the wrong, drank in silence, and didn't say a word until he had almost finished a whole case of beer. Only then did he stop his drunken binge.

"No... don't stop me, I'm not drunk, I want to drink more."

"Do you really want to drink more?"

"Don't stop me, I want to drink."

Chen Yang picked up the glass, grabbed Zhu Junchen's mouth, and poured it in.

"Sniff... gag."

Mouth defiantly saying he wanted to drink more, but when he was really given more beer, Zhu Junchen couldn't hold it and vomited on the floor.

"Men shouldn't say they can't, but they should also know their limits."

A nearby customer pinched his nose, shook his head, and quickly left his seat. (Celebrating reaching 100 chapters)

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