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Chapter 150 The person who decides the fate of the two planes

The man was so happy that he forgot about himself and started chatting with the little girl Caramel.

What I was thinking about was whether there would be a chance to find a reason to capture it for her later.

With his status, if he wanted to capture a little girl from the slums, wouldn't he be able to do so?!

After a search, the police officers returned to the store entrance to gather.

"Nothing unusual."

After hearing this, the leader of the team was a little confused.

At this time, Caramel stood up and said, "Well, brother, I have something I don't know whether I should say..."

Since he and Caramel were familiar with each other earlier, the leading man was not so serious now.

He waved his hands and said, "Just say what you have to say."

The girl pretended to be in trouble and played hard to get.

The leading man chuckled, put his hand directly on the girl's shoulder, behaved intimately, hugged her and said softly: "Don't be afraid, if anything happens, brother will support you!"

Caramel felt disgusted in her heart, but she remained calm on the surface and even managed a smile.

She told Liu Dapao next door that he would find a way to destroy her if he couldn't chase her.

He also said that Liu Dapao was probably responsible for the report this time.

When the man from the Comprehensive Safety Control Department heard this, he thought it was okay. Isn't this a competition with him in broad daylight?

It can't be tolerated, it really can't be tolerated.

The man patted his chest and assured Caramel that the matter would be taken care of by him.

He immediately went to Liu Dapao next door to "talk" and make a decision for Caramel.

After saying that, he took his subordinates to the tattoo shop next door to have an intimate meeting with Liu Dapao.

The result of the talks was naturally that both parties were happy.

It's just that this "both sides" does not include Liu Dapao, who was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Before leaving, the man also said that if he dared to make a false police report again, Liu Dapao would be put in jail.

Caramel returned to the store triumphantly, sent Li Ergou away again, closed the store door, and turned on his fully transparent crystal handheld computer.

An email suddenly popped up.

"Hey, didn't I set up to reject all emails? How come it still pops up automatically?!"

Caramel frowned and clicked to delete the email.

But miraculously, she found that she could not delete the email no matter what.

It's like being infected by a virus...

"Fuck, what are you doing?"

Caramel was a little impatient, and then thought about it, could it be that he had to open it and see it himself?

Thinking of this, she clicked on the email and looked at it.

A holographic projection video appeared in front of her.

The man in the video is handsome and looks to be in his early twenties.

Next to him stood a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a pair of glasses, gentle and quiet.

The two people in the video look like they are having a conversation.

Caramel discovered that the lower right corner was in silent mode, and she clicked to turn on the sound effect.

There is sound coming from the screen.

The fourteen-year-old boy smiled and said: "Hello, caramel."

Caramel was stunned for a moment, but it was not surprising that someone who could send him an email knew his name.

She pulled the progress bar below the video, but found that it couldn't be moved no matter what.

The boy in the video smiled again: "Caramel, what are you doing?"

Caramel's heart suddenly shook. Isn't this a pre-recorded video? Why does the other party seem to be able to see his behavior?

The young man shook his head and said: "I know what you are thinking, Caramel, but what I want to tell you is that this is not a pre-recorded video."

"This is an 'instant interview' produced with technology that is an era ahead of the cyberspace."

"The specific function is very complex. To put it simply, we input a video into an intelligent algorithm. This algorithm will automatically calculate trillions of different conversations based on your behavior when you open the video, almost ensuring that we can communicate with you without any barriers.

.It looks like instant communication.”

"And your conversation with 'me' will be automatically recorded in my database after the video is played."

"We are pressed for time, so I will keep the story short."

"Caramel, the past and the future can have a dialogue, do you believe it?"

The young man in the video said nothing shocking and kept dying.

What he said has gone far beyond Caramel's understanding of the world.

Although the girl was surprised, she tried to say: "Are you...really a bunch of algorithms?"

The young man in the video nodded, pointed to the young man sitting next to him, and said: "It's not just me, but him too. The video he and I sent you is just an algorithm and a piece of data, but

We are all living people in our own plane and on our planet."

"It doesn't matter how we appear in front of you."

"What matters is how we say goodbye to each other."

"Do you agree, caramel?"

Caramel shook his head: "I don't quite understand what you mean."

The young man smiled and said: "In New Universe Era 4085, the Cyber ​​Plane located in the Andromeda Galaxy launched an interstellar war against the Repatriate Plane, which is three million light years away from you."

"On the last day of the same year, quantum collapse occurred in both planes."

"And it all started because of a ball card."

"I think you should call it a play card now, right?"

The young man's words that spoke directly to his soul made Caramel feel uneasy.

Why does this kid seem to know everything about himself, and the interior decoration behind him looks like the technology in the home of the richest person in the gaming world is more advanced.

As for New Universe Era 4085, isn’t that this year?

However, there is no interstellar war this year. Although the ruler of the cyberspace has a hot temper, he always loves peace. How can he take the initiative to launch an interstellar war?

But the young man looked confident and confident, and it didn't look like he was lying.

"Even if what you say is true, what does it have to do with me?" Caramel asked.

The young man in the video nodded and said: "Yes, of course it matters, otherwise I wouldn't look for you."

"Because the person who decides the outcome of this interstellar war is you."

Caramel felt a little funny and said: "What are you talking about? How is it possible? I'm just a tattoo artist in the slums. Not to mention deciding the outcome of an interstellar war, I don't even care whether I can eat enough tomorrow.

Know.

Growing up, I never even saw places other than the slums.

Everything in the cyber plane must be purchased at the price of life.

One cup of coffee, 60 minutes of life.

One lunch, 90 minutes of life.

A flying car with a lifespan of 1,000 days.

A house has a lifespan of twenty years.

I was so busy that I could only stay in the store all day long, because every minute I spent away from here was a waste of my life.

I can't even control the price of a cup of coffee.

I can't even control my own time.

I can't even control my own life, how can I control the fate of two planes?"

At this time, the young man who had been silent stood up from his chair.
Chapter completed!
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