When Han Dongwen wanted to eat, someone would naturally prepare a meal for him at any time.
Plate after plate of ginseng chicken noodle soup, lamb strips with scallions, Sixi lion head, etc. were brought to Han Dongwen. While he was eating the food, he was thinking about what happened to Renpuppet recently.
Understanding the mechanism of human puppets is very important for me now.
First of all, I am not sleepy, but I will be hungry.
Not being sleepy is of course good news. It is very likely that when the mind controls one side of the body, the other side of the body can rest, and the diet can naturally be solved in the palace. Although I eat more than usual, no one will say anything about it. What.
Secondly, Han Dongwen's sanity can only control one side at present - either the human puppet or the plague king.
This is trickier.
A day here also has 24 hours. Han Dongwen thought about it and realized that he used to sleep until noon or even afternoon. If he controlled human puppets at night and returned to Lord Wen at noon the next day, it would be a return to the old style at best. It's an anomaly.
But there are two problems with this. First, people have to be active every night and "sleep" in the afternoon the next day. This must be abnormal.
I don't know if the construction of Yihong Building is running around the clock. If so, I can arrange a night shift for myself, so as not to cause too much speculation.
The key is the second point.
The reason why Mr. Wen used to get up in the afternoon the next day was entirely because he worked too hard the night before.
Ever since he figured out that he must not mess with the relationship between men and women, he would not go to Tianchi Palace for anything, and even avoided Chi Hanqing, not even touching the palace maids.
In this way, it would be a bit abnormal to sleep until noon without working hard.
A maid removed the cups, plates, dishes and chopsticks for him. Han Dongwen's eyes couldn't help but wander to her for a moment, which scared the maid to the point where she almost trembled and her heart skipped a beat.
Han Dongwen had no choice but to sigh, stand up, and prepare to take a walk to digest so that he could survive the long night.
The important thing is not to digest, but to let the rest of the guards who are observing from nowhere, or the spies planted by Jiang Keyin know outside the dormitory that he did not fall asleep at night, so it is very important to sleep more during the day. reasonable.
Whether it's big or small, the harem seems to be the hunting ground of the National Law Department and the National Military Department. Jiang Keyin and Li Zai are here observing Han Dongwen, a weak and helpless prey.
"Let's deal with it like this for two days..."
Han Dongwen thought helplessly, and at the same time, he silently put the preparation of human puppet AI such as "Wandering God" as the highest priority in his mind.
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Huang Ziwen.
Huang Ziwen's daily job is very simple. He is responsible for providing third-party accounting for project plan quotations submitted by customers.
This may sound complicated, but it's actually just a matter of checking against a bunch of forms.
This kind of work should have been left to computers long ago, but computers cannot stand up and bear legal responsibility when there is a problem with the data.
Therefore, the accounting qualification certificate that Huang Ziwen worked so hard to obtain gave him the opportunity to take the blame.
Now I'm giving you a mouthful of food, but I don't know when I'll let you take the blame.
Huang Ziwen naturally just wanted to enjoy this meal and didn't want to bother him.
Therefore, his daily work is very meticulous and laborious.
Today's work was over. He sent out the work documents, pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly, stood up and stretched his neck.
After a while, Huang Ziwen showed a relieved smile, sat back in front of his smart screen, and opened a forum.
For him, the happiest time every day is to play games and relax a little after finishing work.
This is almost his only pleasure, and his recent focus has been entirely on a forum.
[Real-name authentication is being calibrated, please wait...]
With such characters flashing on the smart screen, Huang Ziwen lit a cigarette out of boredom and waited in the rising smoke.
[Welcome back, Sherlock Hook]
The real-name verification was completed, and the familiar forum appeared in front of Huang Ziwen.
He glanced at the forum section he had pinned to the top of the forum, suddenly froze, and clenched his fists.
The headline post of the "Que Yin" section clearly reads this title:
[Alpha deletion test is launched, explore Zhongzhou and be one step ahead! 】
And there was a new unread message lying quietly in his own message bar.
"I'm super! The test has started!"
Huang Ziwen exclaimed excitedly, quickly opened the message bar, and read it intently.
"...The file-deleted internal test will be officially launched at 0:00 pm local time, and players can create characters 30 minutes in advance."
He glanced at the clock on the screen.
Eleven forty-three!
"Fuck, fuck, there's this!"
As an active content creator in major game forums, Huang Ziwen is keen on studying game stories and background culture, so he successfully applied for one of the two hundred Alpha test qualifications for "Que Yin".
Unexpectedly, on such an ordinary night, the closed beta test was suddenly launched!
He suddenly put out the half-filled cigarette in the ashtray at hand, rubbed his hands excitedly, turned off the smart screen, stood up, and walked to his game cabin.
Such a device is a must-have for most immersive simulation games, and Huang Ziwen's model is a luxurious configuration that he bought frugally.
There is already a lot of pressure, so you have to be generous with the things you rarely like.
He took off his coat and shoes and gently lay down in the game cabin.
The game data has been preloaded, and the "bed" in the game cabin has fixed his body. There are several disc-shaped electrodes on the back of his head. After Huang Ziwen lies down, they gently fit against him. the back of the head.
This is the latest, non-intrusive "interface".
The game cabin was closed and Huang Ziwen closed his eyes excitedly.
In a darkness that seemed to be the wilderness at midnight, beams of light fell from the sky, gradually illuminating Huang Ziwen's vision into a bright light.
"The title sequence is a bit crude, isn't it ready yet?"
Huang Ziwen muttered.
A plain synthetic female voice sounded from behind the light:
"Dear player, congratulations on your qualification for the Alpha deletion test of "Que Yin". The test will start in fifteen minutes and forty-three seconds. You can create your character in advance. We look forward to your feedback."
In the character creation interface, a default scan of Huang Ziwen's own image has been successfully preset.
But you definitely can’t just use your own image when playing games. Which player would do that?
Huang Ziwen adjusted the parameters and made his character's hair a little longer and a few years older, making him look more mature and reliable.
The gender remains the same, but if the person is a little taller, they will show a kind of intellectual demeanor.
The ID is confirmed to be his signature: [Sherlock Hook].
The combination of the names of the famous fictional detective Sherlock Holmes and the father of modern optical microscopy, Antony Leeuwenhoek, fits his positioning of his own research party.
"Character creation completed, please wait patiently for the start of the closed beta."
The prompt sound came, and Huang Ziwen was a little confused.
Is this the end?
What about career?
Where was your birthplace?
Are there no preset talents or anything like that?
He could only look at Sherlock Hook in a daze, and occasionally make slight adjustments to some areas that he was not satisfied with.
Time passed minute by minute, and finally, Huang Ziwen caught a glimpse of an option to enter the character popping up in the blank space.
"Let's go!"
He shouted excitedly, and then a white light flooded his vision.
"Boom!"
The first thing Sherlock Hook did when he came to Zhongzhou was that he fell down hard.
Even though the pain sensation was only 30%, he still couldn't bear it. He stood up with his knees and looked at the surrounding scenery with joy.
There was fine snow falling in the sky, and there was a Chinese-style pavilion. It seemed that I had been randomly transported to the emperor's territory with wine pools and meat forests in the promotional video.
"Well done."
Sherlock Hook sighed sincerely, looked down at his initial clothes of coarse cloth, and then looked up at the crowds of people wearing coarse cloth and leather jackets walking around.
He walked back and forth for a few steps, feeling the touch from the soles of his feet, listening to the conversations of the people around him, and was surprised in his heart that these AI-generated NPC conversations were so meaningful and real.
"Sherlock Hook!"
Suddenly, someone called his name.
Sherlock Hook turned his head and looked confused, and saw a little white-haired girl with a somewhat different style of painting waving to him excitedly.
There is an ID on her head: [Tang Xiaobei], is she the player who also qualified for the closed beta?
Sherlock Hook waved awkwardly, and Tang Xiaobei had already run over: "Are you the Sherlock Hook on the forum? I often read your posts!"
He could only nod and admit, feeling a little happier.
"This game is good, but what about the missions? What do we do now? Where do we fight monsters? What do we do to make money?"
This little white-haired girl had a lot of questions. Sherlock Hook himself, a monk of two feet, was confused. He raised his head and looked around and found that many people were gathering towards the east.
"Go there first and have a look!"
