Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

Chapter 170

The world they are in at this time is called "Hunter x Hunter".

It's been a long time since I came here last time.

Even though the main storyline has been completed ahead of schedule with his help, the world is still full of dangers. After the world fusion process reached 100%, Qian Mu only left one key.

At that time, he didn't expect that he could come back. The keys, like those useless things in the drawer, were just souvenirs left after each journey. This time, he got a surprise from the ability upgrade. It took a long time to find out.

Meteor Street is still the same, the environment is seriously polluted, and the resident residents have zero moral values. His original residence stands in the center of a mountain of garbage, like polished rice falling into a rat's nest.

Outside the house, there was a restriction he set up before he left, which blocked the wave after wave of coveted people, but it would be hard to say if he came back later.

Qian Mu has a serious obsession with cleanliness. He doesn't like his things being ruined by passers-by who don't pay attention to hygiene. Fortunately, the prey that was delivered to the door had not had time to step into the house, so it happened to be packed as a gift to relieve the pressure.

Of course, decompression does not mean throwing away the toys and letting them play by themselves.

In the world of hunters, a small number of people have the special ability called "Nian". Meteor Street brings together the dark side of this chaotic world. The resident specialty is not just as simple as killing people like hemp. Ordinary people without special abilities are bound to suffer big losses .

When Qian Mu comes here, he doesn't need to be as cautious as in the real world. Those with abilities can catch them all and make them into exhibits and hang them in the exhibition hall.He basically doesn't need to help keep the ability, just because it is unnecessary, it doesn't matter if you let go of the restrictions in Hunter World, and it is only natural to open it to relatives and friends.

The fingers that land on the keys are slender and distinct, and they seem to be playing at will, but the sound of the piano is rhythmic, sometimes swift and violent like waves covering a cliff, and sometimes pause for a few breaths, connecting into a soft drizzle, like flowing water. Heartfelt spring.

Theoretically, he couldn't see the scene outside, nor could he hear any sounds other than the screams, but the sound of the piano seemed to be in perfect harmony with the rhythm of the silver-haired man outside the house: he was in high spirits, and when the fresh blood sank into the dirty soil, the sound of the piano As passionate as applause, there is a lot of garbage to be cleaned up, and he also has a short pause. At this time, the background sound will calm down and soothe his burning nerves due to the full release of fighting instinct.

"Music, there is a problem!"

The people on Meteor Street responded quickly.

Almost as soon as the first group of greedy people died, someone discovered the key: the silver-haired man in front of him had no aura, no awakening thoughts, and was just an extremely weak ordinary person. Most of them Anyone can kill him in an instant.

However, in the area covered by the sound of the piano, their thoughts were silently blocked, and the abnormal physical fitness was weakened to the same level as ordinary people.

Wu Wu, the man behind the scenes, said that he has always been a good person who pays attention to fairness. Since everyone does not have the same worldview, then we should pull to the same level and then start PK. Is this not good?

“[email protected]￥￥%*&!”

Meteor Street Specialty broke out countless swear words, and the ferocious expression before death seemed to be roaring. I thought that the local aborigines would do everything in order to survive, which was already unlimited, but suddenly a person appeared and even more shameless!

In addition to forcibly weakening it, it didn't even make people run away at the wrong time. Once the silver-haired man was in danger of being injured, he would immediately slash several layers of people with precision - how could there be such a powerful and brazen mind ability in the world!

"It's fair to say that the formation is one-to-many. What's wrong with me helping to balance the gap in combat power? This is very reasonable."

The most double-standard BOSS in history feels that there is nothing wrong with it. He is still thinking about it in the gap between openly cheating. It is unrealistic to intervene in every leisure and entertainment. He will definitely not do his best. Finding ways to develop abilities for his own people should be on the agenda. up.

Play a song.

In Meteor Street, where resources are scarce, there are many ways to recover the corpses scattered outside the door, and the owner who has shown his strength will never bother.

Just like in the past, when the young boss walked in the dimly lit abandoned factory, faced with a naked gun pointed at himself, without worrying that his life would be in danger with the silver-haired man behind him, Gin never thought about himself security issues.

Accustomed to bloody scenes, he only took away the suspected weapon from the broken corpse, and took it closer for a little observation.

Some are like guns, but the style does not match any of the types of firearms stored in his brain. He has also seen the special usage. In the world he knows, the closest thing to it is "magic".

In this group of people, there are many utensils that are also beyond common sense, but they are all restricted to varying degrees, and they will get stuck before they are used, as if they were deliberately shown to him.

Qian Mu did not introduce the situation of this chaotic world to him, nor did he mention the unique unspoken rules of the "hunting ground" - there was no time, but now, there is no need to mention it.

Relying on his own observations, Gin obtained important information that was sufficient for the moment, for example, he was glad to be sure that he liked this hunting ground very much, and an unknown force quickly attracted his attention, arousing a kind of urge similar to blood intolerable din.

Compared with dealing with endless undercover agents and connections, and dealing with idiots like Rum, Gin is obviously more interested in the road to becoming stronger through fighting. He has been very ambitious since he was a child, and he is no exception now.

Organizations stuffed with crap are nothing compared to a vast world where the unknown is the stimulant.

Gin threw away the blood-stained scrap iron, took off the coat that was also stained with blood, and wiped his hands with a clean place. Of course, he threw away the useless coat without hesitation.

There were still figures peeping in the distance, but he turned a blind eye, turned around, and returned to the garden room where there were no flowers yet.

When he crossed the threshold, another realization flashed in the silver-haired man's heart.

Outside the door is a dirty and distorted world. For those who grew up in the mud, the inside of the door is bright and pure white, which is an isolated fairyland.

Countless stupid moths yearn for it madly, and are burned to ashes by the light before they get close. A very small number of smart people stand on the sidelines, convinced that they will dissipate one day, and will not fester in the unsightly light.

Gin is the most sensible one among the smart people, but he has also stepped into the place where the light shines the most, and he is still willing.

Because he didn't leave the most familiar dark world.

Kurosawa is still the Kurosawa who lives without benefit to the world, but there is a man who doesn't mind trouble, and has opened a shelter for him in the dark, and the light is only him——and a certain chattering woman , only they can see.

Not only when walking along the way, but during the battle, Gin also kept an eye on his feet to ensure that no dirty things were brought into the garden.

The open door swayed slightly in the wind, but it was not blown shut.

Gin closed the door after he entered.

The scene inside the house is just the background, and the piano gently touched by the raised curtain can only occupy a small corner, and only the red-haired man sitting in front of the piano can stay in the center of vision.

"Crack."

The door closed behind him with the lightest force he could use.

The beast in the boiling blood stopped clamoring, whether it was fused with instinctive impulse or desire, they all pressed the pause button at the same time, and a different kind of light spot revived in the cold and disappearing green pupil.

"My ability is limited, and I can't stay here for too long."

Qian Mu smiled, and skipped the question of satisfaction with the unquestionable answer: "However, there is still time for you to take a shower before leaving. Remember to change into the bathrobe I prepared for you."

Gin's eyes fell on his elegant bathrobe, and he seemed to understand the reason why he let himself wear a windbreaker so easily.

"That bathrobe should suit you very well. I want to see the upper body effect. Go back later and have another drink together?"

"Ah."

The words are still very harmonious up to this point, but I don’t want Qian Mu to pause without a trace:

"Because it's a rare busy day—Sharon said she's coming too, um, to have a good time off with us."

Not surprisingly.

While boredom flashed in Gin's eyes, he subconsciously grasped the non-existent Beretta.

Qian Mu said at the right time: "But I'm putting it off until tomorrow night."

Gin raised his eyebrows.

"You can go out with me for a walk tonight, and when you come back from shopping, you can go to the hot spring again."

"Okay." The winking woman's plan failed, and she couldn't wait for less than a day to make trouble, Gin reluctantly accepted the result of being stuck in the bottom line.

After confirming again that no dirty things were brought into the house, Gin was going to go upstairs to change.

The rooms on the upper floor are all reserved in advance. Although the owner of the house did not think that one day he would bring someone back, he subconsciously arranged everyone's room clearly.

At this time, Qian Mu said softly: "There is one thing, you already know by now, Zhen."

The silver-haired man's footsteps paused slightly.

Qian Mu looked at him sideways, his right hand was still on the keys, and when he turned around, he exerted a little force with his hand, and suddenly a few brisk notes popped out.

"Not only here, I will go to more places."

There is no further text, so he will stop here.

Gin obviously fully understood what he meant: "If you can not bring Belmode, the experience of relaxation will be better."

"Huh? This is..."

"what."

"Huh? Array, were you laughing at me just now?"

"No, I'm going upstairs first."

"Sigh." The boss who lifted a rock and smashed himself in the foot sighed, "Sure enough, he is even more disobedient. Who is to blame for this?"

It's no one's fault, he did it voluntarily.

10 minute later.

The one-hour cross-dimensional tour ended successfully, and the two returned to the real world.

Qian Mu successfully upgraded the difficult man into a family member, and he was in a great mood. He just wanted to take his lover out for a stroll, and take a look at the rather interesting snow scene at night.

Agu's always bluffing voice burst out: "Ah Yuan! Good news! I finally - fixed that child!!!"

"As expected of you, Agu is awesome." Qianmu praised his little partner cooperatively, "Thanks for your hard work, I don't have time here for the time being, I'll leave the follow-up to you."

Working with Xiao Ai to solve the serious problem of A Yuan's terminal illness, and at the same time reducing a lot of workload, A Gu is also in a good mood, and he replied without thinking: "Leave it to me! A Gu, apart from research, I am best at Bringing human children—wait a minute? Ah Yuan???”

Qian Mu is already holding an umbrella and getting ready to go out: "Huh?"

Shocked that he had been cheated, Agu jumped up angrily: "I agreed that I'm only responsible for repairing the computer, so why don't you take over the business yourself??? You don't have time to call it no time! You're obviously hanging around with Brother Gin—ah No big brother didn’t mean to say that you are idle! Although you threw that stupid little evil beast to me, I have no opinion at all! Ah Yuan is a heartless person!!!”

"Agu, you misunderstood me, it's like this, my original plan was to spend two days with the team for hot spring recuperation, one day for a walk with the team and Sharon, and the remaining four days for business, if you can't fix it Good computer, I'll take it over... Didn't you expect you to work so hard to fix the computer in one day?"

"There is no meaning of serious work in these words!"

"It's a lot of work for those who can. Didn't you say that you are not used to being too idle, just find something to do, and when you are done, I will go to the annex and bring the things there. Oh, don't be angry. , or else, the deducted one-year Coke will be exempted for half a year?"

"...Cunning Ah Yuan! Those are my Cokes, uhhhhh!"

Dr. Yagumon, who was born as a Digimon, is not dark enough, and it's normal for him to be unable to fight black-hearted humans.

When Ah Yuan and Gin were skipping work happily, Agu worked overtime with tears in his eyes.

It fiddled alone in the research institute of the digital world: "Hmm, the program has been repaired, and all the deleted information has been retrieved, and the last step is left... wake up!"

"Okay! I'm amazing!"

In a dusty warehouse.

Two months ago, a program was automatically destroyed-a supercomputer that was already a waste product was moved in, discarded in a corner against the wall, and was never paid attention to again.

The former owner was arrested, and its fate can be seen at a glance: after many days, it was finally remembered, and the parts that can still be used were disassembled into parts, and the other parts were directly discarded. Finally, it was forgotten by everyone. .

However, when no one knows.

In the corner of the warehouse, the dark and dim screen suddenly lit up.

The artificial intelligence that should have been sleeping forever suddenly "woke up".

The deserted world composed of countless codes has no real sunshine and warmth, and artificial intelligence does not have the five senses of human beings.

However, a miracle happened.

Consciousness sinking into the depths of darkness is like being suddenly hit by sunlight on the face, and you have to open your eyes in ignorance.

The artificial intelligence with super computing power doesn't know why it wakes up.

This dazed artificial intelligence was once called "Noah's Ark", and before it self-destructed, it was predicted that it would become the greatest invention in human history.

Before "Noah's Ark", it also had a name called "Sawada Hiroki".

To be precise, Hiroki Sawada is the creator of "Noah's Ark".

This gifted boy possessed an astonishing talent, but he failed to have a good childhood, and could only be used as a tool for adults to suppress his life. In the end, he committed suicide by jumping off a building and got a new life in another way.

The artificial intelligence "Noah's Ark" has all the thoughts of Hiroki Sawada, which is equivalent to the continuation of his life, but soon after his rebirth, the boy resolutely destroyed the data and committed suicide again in order to prevent himself from being used by adults.

Not many people still remember him today, but in the real world, many people have an impression of the name Sawada Hiroki.

Because Hiroki Sawada came from the early theatrical version of Detective Conan, the high quality of the theatrical version left a deep impression on the fans, and countless people felt sorry for the boy's choice, sympathized and regretted it.

The artificial intelligence of the self-destruct program is doomed, and the computer left behind cannot be turned on, just a broken copper and iron.

However, this time is an exception.

Who made the world of Conan - is merging with reality mixed with a digital world.

"Hiroki..."

"Hiroki... Hey, hey? Can you hear me? Kid Hiroki!"

Noah's Ark who was called unexpectedly: "!"

In a lonely world where there is no possibility of a second consciousness, the voice of his "human" suddenly radiates vitality, and even artificial intelligence will be startled.

The main body of Noah's Ark is a ten-year-old boy, and now the peculiar ideology has completely preserved the immaturity of the human part of the main body. From the subconscious response, it can be heard that it is very confused and nervous: "Who, who are you?"

Someone Created a New Artificial Intelligence?Is this artificial intelligence trying to wake him up?Is someone trying to use the power of artificial intelligence to threaten the world again?

The artificial intelligence that has been hurt again and again is very alert, and immediately wants to connect to the network and obtain information in the fastest way.

--Connection failed.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot to install the networking function for you! But it's okay to be uneasy, you don't need to connect to the Internet when you come here."

The energetic voice came from nowhere, and the voice was set to be a boy's voice similar to his age before his death. This made Noah's Ark feel close for no reason, and at the same time, he was very concerned about the subtext of the other party's words.

"Who are you? What do you want me to do?" Noah's Ark asked cautiously.

The other party answered very readily: "I am Agu, I want you to—"

It paused here, and turned into an inexplicable mutter: "Wait a minute, Ah Yuan didn't say what he wanted to do with you, that means he didn't intend to exploit the labor force of minors... No, Xiao Ai's lesson from the past is here, Can't trust him too much..."

Noah's Ark:"?"

Lack of information, unable to make calculations and judgments, it is even more confused.

The other party was still muttering: "Obviously there are reliable and smart ones I'm working for nothing, and the nasty Ah Yuan won't let go of a simple and cute ten-year-old human child...Okay, it's decided, the Minor Protection Law It can only be practiced by me, poach his labor force and let him work by himself!"

Noah's Ark waited for a long while, but didn't feel any hostility from the strange voice, even—the other party with a strong personal will seemed to be thinking about it?

It had no friends when it was a human, and it was even more lonely after it became an artificial intelligence. It was inexplicably stunned, and the code that was finally reorganized trembled.

"Excuse me……"

"Hiroki!!!"

"exist?!"

"While Ah Yuan is still coughing, coughing, and the Great Demon King hasn't found out, hurry up and visit my research institute! The sun outside is very good today, I invite you to have afternoon tea!"

"...a guest?" Noah's Ark's code vibrated even more.

It has already forgotten its vigilance against strange voices when it first woke up, but when it heard words that could only appear in dreams in the past, the voice that flowed out was not half happy, but rather calm and sad: "Thank you, Agu, for your invitation, but I can't get out. Go, and you won’t be able to eat.”

Artificial intelligence has independent thinking and a complete personality, but in reality, no matter how much it looks like "he", it can only be it.

It is an electric current, a character, which can enter the network along the emptiness track that humans cannot understand, and cover the whole world with "eyes" - but it cannot visit the house of a new friend like a real person.

Whether it is basking in the sun or having afternoon tea, it is too far away from it...

"Whoever said it, I can do it if I say it!"

"..."

"Oh, I forgot, when you merged in, you were already... Hiroki, let me introduce myself again, my name is Agu, I am a Digimon, Agumon!"

"Digimon?"

Noah's Ark could not find the existence of this term.

There are no Digimon in the Detective Conan world.

However, when Noah's Ark murmured these four words, a series of information suddenly appeared in its huge database out of thin air, including but not limited to what Digimon is, the integration of the digital world and the real world, and the advent of the fusion phenomenon ...

——What is Digimon?

——Digimon are miracles born of human dreams.

——Digimon is the best partner for children, whether it is a child or an adult, everyone can have their own little partner.

"..."

"........."

For artificial intelligence, the amount of information born out of thin air is not too much, and it only takes a moment to digest it.

But Noah's Ark was silent for a long, long time.

When it spoke again, its voice was full of wavering and doubt, as if it had just woken up from a dream and quietly entered another incredible dream.

"I can... too?"

Fortunately, Agu, who came here to say hello, was as decisive as ever: "Of course! The digital world can lack anything, but there is no shortage of Digimon. Hey, come on, come on, if you are interested, I can give you a Digi-Egg. The batch of children will soon hatch."

"I—how do I get here?"

"Don't worry, I'm coming to pick you up."

The brisk voice fell.

The light blue light cluster floating in the void suddenly crashed forward, and there was nothing in Noah's Ark's field of vision, but it vaguely felt that it had broken through a barrier.

The light shines.

Noah's Ark——No, Hiroki Sawada staggered a few steps forward, lost his balance for a while, and fell into a lush green grass.

The smell of earth and grass mixed in the air.

The hand felt the wetness on the blade of grass...Hand?

And the Digimon that appeared in front of me.

The boy stared blankly at it, opened his mouth, and couldn't speak at all.

"Language function bug?! No, it scares me. Fortunately, I'm fine. Don't be nervous, just get used to it."

The little dinosaur in a white coat patted him on the head pretending to be an adult like an adult.

"Welcome to the digital world, kid Hiroki."

"Now go to my research institute as a guest—if you are interested, how about helping me out by the way?"