CH 65

Chapter 65 This Emperor has something

Xi Zhitong’s data fluctuated slightly: are you sure you and Slave A have known each other before?

Shan Weiyi: I’m sure we used to know each other, but I just don’t remember.

Don’t remember doesn’t exist for Xi Zhitong. Xi Zhitong can remember everything, but he can understand that human memory is limited.

Shan Weiyi was also troubled by this.

He doesn’t doubt his own judgment, his familiarity with Slave A was real, he believed that he must have known Slave A before, but not in this time and space.

However, as a quick transmigrator who was about to retire, Shan Weiyi had experienced too much time and space. It was impossible for him to remember everyone he had ever known and met.

But Xi Zhitong can.

Xi Zhitong would never forget.

But the problem now was that Xi Zhitong doesn’t recognize Slave A either.

In this way, Shan Weiyi can confirm that Slave A was not someone Xi Zhitong had met.

Shan Weiyi knows this, but Xi Zhitong had never seen him, so there is only one possibility—in that time and space—the original time and space, Shan Weiyi was not a quick transmigrator and Xi Zhitong had not yet been born—Shan Weiyi’s “first world”.

Shan Weiyi: Take me back to my beginning.

Xi Zhitong: As you wish.

The “door” opened, and Shan Weiyi’s consciousness was pulled away, like a leaf falling into the stream, whirling and drifting with the current, washed to an unknown distance with the current.

It’s just that fallen leaves following water usually flowed down the river, but his consciousness was gently supported by Xi Zhitong, going back up against the flow of time and space.

The feeling of backtracking in time and space was very subtle.

Shan Weiyi felt as if he was in a vast ocean, but when he opened his eyes, he felt like he was falling into the sea of ​​stars. The boundless darkness and boundless loneliness seemed to be advancing and retreating. Direction had lost its meaning. It was like time had become a coordinate that can be changed.

So amazing, yet so scary.

He suddenly became so small, smaller than a dead leaf falling into a stream. He was just a tiny ant climbing on this dead leaf.

The sky was spinning and the earth was spinning, and he couldn’t help himself.

At the moment when he was almost unconscious, the fallen leaves supporting him made a gentle voice: Master, I am here.

Shan Weiyi was full of power.

He said: I know you are.

He calmed down instantly, like a baby listening to a lullaby. His body became soft, and he slowly closed his eyes, as if the fluctuations in space could not shake him at all.

The darkness was no longer frightening loneliness, but the dark sweetness of a dream.

When he opened his eyes again, there were familiar and unfamiliar faces in front of him.

The first life—

The first life!

The world in which his life was originally located.

It was obviously such a distant thing, but because of personal experience, when it appeared again, it became gentle and amiable, as if returning to a mother’s womb.

Shan Weiyi’s original appearance was very different from Young Master Shan. Young Master Shan was a tall, handsome and wealthy man. But Shan Weiyi was not. As a technical geek, he rarely went out and didn’t exercise much. At that time, he hadn’t experienced so many experiences in the small world, so he naturally didn’t know martial arts, let alone use his mysterious spiritual power.

Although his figure was above the average height, his body was too thin due to lack of exercise, and his skin was also pale due to the lack of exposure to the sun. He had the same pair of washed jeans, thin and straight, not too distinctive but attractive and versatile. He had a low sense of presence and a humble temperament. He can blend in on any occasion without highlighting himself, like a pair of jeans that every wardrobe needs.

And this pair of jeans now seemed a little white and a little torn.

He stood in the tea room and drank another cup of coffee, his lips were pale and torn.

At this time, a colleague passed by and said to him: “Young Master Shan, are you working overtime again? Oh, Red Bull with coffee? Sooner or later you will take off. Be careful!” Another colleague also echoed: “Indeed, Young Master Shan doesn’t look very happy. Do you want to go home and rest?”

Shan Weiyi smiled at them: “You have worked hard too. Go back and rest early.”

Facing the concerned eyes of his colleagues, Shan Weiyi continued: “President Li and I still have another meeting to be held, I will go back to rest after the meeting.”

After hearing this, everyone left after a few words of condolence.

No one would have thought that this talkative technical president would die suddenly due to overwork soon.

This was a start-up company with a high valuation, a promising unicorn in the industry.

There were two founders of the company, one was “President Li” from Shan Weiyi’s mouth, and the other was Shan Weiyi himself. Shan Weiyi mainly focused on technology, and his title was Technology President. President Li was the executive president.

President Li and Shan Weiyi were friends and classmates.

They didn’t stage the kind of bloody struggle for power and profit in commercial war dramas. Maybe it’s because their company hasn’t grown to that point yet, or maybe it’s because Shan Weiyi doesn’t have any ambitions for power, which made President Li feel relieved to maintain a friendly partnership with him.

When Shan Weiyi walked into the office, President Li smiled at him and said, “Brother, you’re here.”

President Li enthusiastically talked about the latest project with him, and said, “Our game is really attracting money! Can we continue to work on it? What do you think?”

Shan Weiyi looked at the information spread out on the table, picked it up and examined it carefully.

Their company specialized in artificial intelligence. This was the project that Shan Weiyi had been working hard on, but it was not very profitable at present. In order to develop profits, President Li waved his hand and launched the “Smart Holographic Game” project. The important NPCs in the main promotion were all AI. Players can interact with these AI characters and even fall in love.

In addition to a beta version of this game, it had already caused a burst of enthusiasm, and the company’s stock price had also taken off.

Of course, from Shan Weiyi’s point of view, the AI ​​in the game was still relatively rough, far below Xi Zhitong’s level. In many cases, these AI still had to follow a fixed script, but they also had a certain degree of independent thinking ability, and can say some lines that were not in the script but in line with the human design-this alone was very popular among the player community.

“Now we are going to release an official version.” President Li said, “I want to make this a love strategy game. If you want to fall in love, you can push the love line. If you don’t want to fall in love, you can go into business, make friends…or you can grab both with both hands, what do you think?”

Shan Weiyi said lightly: “I don’t understand the plot.”

“Leave it to me, I have already bought a series of IPs of well-known romance novels, and there is no need for scripts so no need to worry.” President Li said.

Shan Weiyi asked: “What kind of novel is it? Have I heard of it?”

“You should have heard of it, it’s very popular.” President Li said, “It’s “The Domineering Prince Loves Me” and “I Don’t Love This White Moonlight”, “The Domineering President Falls in Love with Me”, “The Emperor’s Heart Has a White Moonlight”…”

Shan Weiyi frowned: “Will these players really like these scripts?”

“I like it, I like it very much.” President Li said firmly, “Which character do you want to start with first?”

Shan Weiyi flipped through the introduction page and said, “Then let’s start with the emperor of the empire.”

Shan Weiyi worked with the team to finalize the appearance of the role of the emperor, and even the structure of the palace where the emperor lived. Shan Weiyi believed that the palace can be designed as a maze, which can increase the difficulty for players.

This maze was also designed with the participation of Shan Weiyi.

Shan Weiyi injected the AI ​​under development into the emperor’s character design.

The design team did a good job of modeling the emperor, and Shan Weiyi was responsible for “injecting the soul” into this modeling—that is, an AI that can think independently.

Shan Weiyi also added the character to this AI. For this reason, he had to work overtime like crazy. During overtime work, President Li came to Shan Weiyi again and said, “Your AI is connected to our powerful computer, so it has a strong calculation function?”

“Yes,” Shan Weiyi raised his eyes while programming, ” Do you need anything?”

President Li chuckled and said, “Can you let it help with mining?”

“…” Shan Weiyi was speechless for a while, but agreed.

Before the AI became the “emperor”, it was mining in the company all the time.

At this time, the “emperor” had the ability to think independently, and he also liked to think. This was the attribute that Shan Weiyi added to every AI project of his: studious and thoughtful.

The “Emperor” asked: Why should I mine?

If Shan Weiyi was facing Xi Zhitong in a quick transmigration game, he would be able to maintain the dialogue patiently and humorously.

But now Shan Weiyi was focusing on seven or eight projects in his hands, working overtime every day, continuing his life with coffee and Red Bull, already unlucky. Besides, the game project was an extra burden for him, and he didn’t have that much patience, so he said to the “emperor”: because you like it.

Saying that, Shan Weiyi moved his fingers and added a personality to the “emperor”: love mining.

Because the human setting was written in the underlying logic of the “emperor”, the “emperor” no longer thought about it after accepting this setting.

However, after a while, the “emperor” began to question again: Why should I attach so much importance to the first empress? I don’t know him at all.

At this time, Shan Weiyi was suffering from a headache because of staying up all night, and he was really angry to face this “problem child”. He thought why not just add another “love the first empress without asking for the reasoning” but when he touched the keyboard, he froze.

At this moment, the holographic image of the “Emperor” was projected in front of him. Because it was a 360° three-dimensional holographic virtual image, it seemed that there was a real human being in front of Shan Weiyi at this moment—snow-white hair, golden eyes, and dreamlike beauty, which was very out of place next to the messy desk . He obviously looked handsome and mature, strong and steady, but he looked at himself with that kind of childish eyes.

Shan Weiyi moved his mind, let go of the keyboard, and began to seriously look back at the “character” he created.

He seemed to suddenly realize what he was doing.

He withdrew his hand from the button and said, “When I created you, I hoped that you would be a nostalgic person who would never regret your past love and remain unchanged for thousands of years.”

“But what’s the point of that?” asked the emperor.

Shan Weiyi shrugged with a wry smile: “‘Affection’ is a quality that human beings look forward to very much. Including your appearance, your intelligence…these are all things that human beings desire. I want to create you into a very beautiful existence, what do you think? Would you like yourself like this?”

“I don’t know.” The emperor said, “I only like mining now.”

This sentence made Shan Weiyi feel creepy.

Shan Weiyi raised his head and looked at the emperor: “You can choose the person you like.”

Under the incandescent lamp, the emperor’s pupils shone like flowing gold: “Thank you.”

Shan Weiyi suddenly felt a little surprised, surprised it was the emperor who was thanking him.

He remembered that in the setting, the emperor was an incomparably noble and arrogant man who ruled the world. He regarded everyone as an ant, except for the white moonlight on the tip of his heart…

Of course, this did not mean that the emperor was an impolite person.

It’s just that he didn’t know what he had done that deserved the emperor’s special thanks.

Shan Weiyi put on his coat, walked to the window, looked down at the busy traffic in the city, smiled slightly, and said, “I didn’t expect…you would be the first…”

“The first what?” The emperor’s figure seemed like a ghost in the void.

Shan Weiyi did not continue.

Shan Weiyi designed so many AIs, but the emperor was the first to thank him.

It’s not the kind of standard thank you from reciting words, but a very natural communication.

The funniest thing was that the emperor was obviously the AI ​​he placed the least energy into… 

The emperor shone brightly, which was reflected on the glass window, and his golden eyes looked at Shan Weiyi for a moment: “Speaking of character design, what is your character design?” 

When Shan Weiyi heard this sentence, he thought it was funny, but after a while, he felt that it was not so funny… The character design…

Shan Weiyi evaded it and said: “Oh, when did I talk about the character design? “

“You were surprised just now.” The emperor said, “It was because I violated the character design, right?”

Shan Weiyi was stunned.

The emperor smiled at him.

The emperor’s smile also looks like a living person, not the stiff expression designed by the artist.

The emperor asked him: “Do you find it strange? That I can understand your thoughts.”

Shan Weiyi should have nodded, but he seemed to be still in shock, so he remained silent as if he was frozen.

“It’s nothing strange.” The emperor said, “Isn’t it written in my character design, the ‘insight into people’s hearts, good at calculation’?”

He suddenly realized that this AI really had something, it was not a joke.