The next day, everyone drove out of the other courtyard in the north of the city and returned to the Bu Suan Sect.
The heavy snow in winter has gradually melted, and the coldest time has passed. Maybe in a while, spring will be around the corner.
When they went down the mountain, they were still alienated from each other, but now they have become a lifelong friendship.
And they have a new friend, the black dragon.
The last dragon in this world, and it's just a black dragon cub.
The senior brother and second senior sister's wallets were also empty, and they had calculated that the weather in recent days would be suitable for travel.
So he rented a dilapidated open carriage from the carriage shop and rushed to Bu Suan Sect.
"Junior sister, our carriage is good. It's ventilated on all sides and you can see the scenery. I didn't even have time to take you to have fun during this trip," Gu Shiqiu said.
The young hero stretched out his hand and held the mahogany sword and stuffed it into the corner of the carriage, forming a triangle, otherwise the top of the carriage would have collapsed.
"Senior brother, Taomu Jian probably never imagined that one day he could be used to block a carriage."
"It can protect everyone from the wind and rain, so my sword can be put to its best use."
Gu Shiqiu said with a smile that as he spoke, his state of mind seemed to be loosening slightly.
Sword masters spend their entire lives pursuing their swords, why they hold the sword, and why they wield it.
The strength of the sword intention added to the sword is the difference in the spiritual power that can be used when swinging the sword.
Ji Hanyue could not deny it. She sat in front and rode the horse, speeding up her return to the Divination Sect.
The black dragon has a long life, and he is still only a twenty-year-old black dragon cub.
For Shi Qi, who took him away from Si Tianjian and regained his freedom, Heilong had a kind of nestling-like complex.
Black Dragon was sitting cross-legged in the carriage, with a pile of miscellaneous books beside him. It was a bit like the Immortal Cultivator's version of the Bagua Monthly. It mainly talked about the abilities of the Immortal Cultivator sect and the gossip events of the major sect leaders.
Sure enough, having fun is the instinct of all living things.
He is still very silent, speaking few words, immersed in his own world.
Only occasionally would his raised eyes fall on Shi Qi.
Shi Qi held his chin in his hands, thoughtfully, lazily, and still looking like he didn't want to make progress, leaning against the wall of the carriage.
In the void they couldn't see, red and green codes were flying.
Shi Qi slid his fingers up and down, trying to understand the meaning of each piece of code.
The system opened up its core code permissions to Shi Qi.
This time I wasn't as fussy about searching as before. Shi Qi was able to check its source code until he returned to the Divination Sect.
Along the way, Shi Qi was convinced that the system was truly artificial intelligence.
Although he is occasionally mentally retarded, he is very similar to human consciousness.
If the system's architecture and algorithm could be glimpsed from its code, Shi Qi might be able to solve the problem of starting the hexagram.
The way the code is written can often reveal the level of a programmer's ability, conciseness, neatness, clear layering, high cohesion and low coupling.
Across the distance of time, space and time, Shi Qi felt a pleasant palpitation.
However, the structure of the system is extremely large and cautious, and some seemingly meaningless loops feel crucial when Shi Qi continues to look down.
"The system, your creator, is a strong team."
She felt like lemon juice, sour.
When she was alive, her team was also the top team of Blue Star.
An algorithm, an architect, a front-end, a product manager, a test, a security, and a code.
The system pretended not to care and hummed a few words humbly, feeling very proud of it.
"Master, after all, the world you are in is still only a second-level civilization, and it is leaping towards a third-level civilization, and my developers are top-notch existences even in the seventh-level civilization. You can barely understand part of the source code, which is barely enough That’s it.”
"But there is one thing you are wrong about, Master. My creator is not a team, but a person."
"How old is he? Is he hundreds or thousands of years old?" Shi Qi admitted that when he asked, he felt a little dark in his heart.
"There are confidential documents behind. I can't tell the master, but my master is also a lovely girl."
Shi Qi nodded, feeling even more sour.
Most of the time in the past, Shi Qi always faced most things with a dull sense and weak emotions.
Just when it came to her own professional field, Shi Qi felt strong unwillingness in her heart.
Murder and heart-wrenching...
Shi Qi fell silent.
Before, the system could neither like nor dislike Shi Qi.
I just wait for the day when Shi Qi, a programmer like me, will be wiped out by one of the many dangers in this world.
After all, Shi Qi could only lie down and sleep when he was in chaos before. He didn't know when a disaster was coming, and remained calm with his dead fish eyes open.
It wants to find another host. The next one might be better.
But now the system produces some kind of human-like emotions.
When it was domesticated, it began to look different.
"In the fifth-level civilized world, my source code annotations are public on the CSDN Star Network. Master, I can download an annotation for you from the Star Network."
