tick, tick, tick, tick

The clocks on the bedside table tick,

Mu Su sat at the desk with the draft spread out, and the nib of the pen hovering over the blank page trembled slightly.

[Why are humans still writing text on paper in the 25th century?]

The AIC sitting in the AIC hut asked, and its animation was forced to be closed by Mu Su on the grounds that "it will affect my thinking" and he had to watch the boring monkey do boring things.

"It's just used to visualize the metaphor for me writing and thinking." Mu Su rolled the draft into a ball and threw it away: "Otherwise it would be too stupid to stare at the window of vision that only he could see."

AIC witnessed the paper ball passing through the parabola and falling into the trash can. The light blue circle turned to Mu Su, who took out a new blank draft from the drawer: [Why did you throw that one away?]

"Abandoned manuscript."

Mu Su gracefully unscrewed the pen, pressed the inner liner to spit the ink back into the ink bottle and sucked it back on it, picked up the ink traces around the tip of the pen and returned to the blank draft.

[But I didn't see what you wrote]

"You made me think about AIC!" Mu Su shouted to AIC in shame.

[*Zip-up sound*]

The sound that disturbed the thoughts disappeared, Mu Su thought returned to writing, and the pen tip above the paper began to tremble.

"It's just two thousand words. This is not a problem for your Mu Su, just like the previous chapters of your water, flowing water, overflowing seas, endless seas, quantity... what's the quantity..."

call

The wind and snow that blew past the eaves outside the window suddenly woke Mu Su up, afraid of almost falling into the terrible vortex of chaos that emerged with inspiration.

Pay attention to it, Mu Su forced the tip of the pen to touch the draft, and the irregular ink marks were stained, and inspiration burst out. Countless ideas burst out in his mind, countless strange and strange sayings arose in his heart, Mu Su wrote quickly and immersed in his creation

In the ocean, time passed quietly, and the sky outside the window gradually became gloomy with the blizzard.

clatter.

Putting the pen aside, Mu Su proudly raised the paper, dusted the dust that did not exist, and unfolded the content in front of him: [Biography of Mu Su Su" Chapter 9:]

"Very good, I still have 1,990 characters to write." Mu Su glanced at the minute hand that changed from 9 to 3, quite relieved.

[Is the title also counted in the word count?]

"Of course it's not AIC...AIC!!!" Mu Su hugged his head in horror, pressed the paper page back to the desk, grabbed the pen and prepared to continue writing, and then the tip of the pen solidified over the draft again.

tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick

The clock rang rhythmically, and the howling wind and snow outside the window slapped the window. Mu Su stared at the blank draft, his expression gradually became solemn.

[So you still didn't write a word right?]

"Do you know about AIC?" Mu Su felt that he had no inspiration not because he had no inspiration, but because external factors influenced it: "Beautiful scenery helps relax the spirit..."

Mu Su huffed and moved the desk, but the latter didn't move at all. He wiped his sweat and supported his palms on the table: "The carpet increases the friction of the desk, so it's difficult to move it away. Usually, only Shi Qi is needed at this time!"

Waiting for a moment, Shiqi came to the bedroom.

"Let's drop the desk in a direction." Mu Su said, rolling up his sleeves, and then witnessing Shi Qi lifting the desk like a forklift and turning it down.

Bang.

The closed door aroused Mu Su, and he embarrassedly rolled down his sleeves in AIC's blue eyes and sat down facing the snowy scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

"I'm going to be serious this time." Mu Su clasped his wrist and grabbed the pen that rolled to the edge, pausing on the draft.

The short trees planted in the yard sway in the wind. Mu Su thought that if it were the original species on Earth, it would be gone with the stress of summer and winter. He shook his head and threw away the messy thinking. Mu Su gathered his attention again...

The strong wind and snow blew through the window, the tree crown swayed, condensed into a thin figure, and gently waved at Mu Su.

"Shiqi!"

Shi Qi arrived soon, staring indifferently and pointed at Mu Su outside the window in horror: "There is a strange shadow outside and then swaying!"

“That’s a branch.”

"But I just saw it wave at me!"

“That’s a branch.”

"Oh...that might be that I...Yu Guang made a mistake when he was focusing on writing..."

Shi Qi lowered his eyes and fell to the draft on the table. Mu Su suddenly rushed to cover it like a hen protecting his cub: "There is nothing to do here for the time being, Assistant Shi Qi."

Perhaps it is because writing this slow-paced behavior is not suitable for my rapid thinking.

After Shi Qi left, Mu Su thought so, kneaded the wrinkle draft into a ball, opened the document of EH touching in the vision, skillfully entered the title, and then the question mark in the lower right corner attracted Mu Su, as the attention fell on it, the question mark expanded: [You

Do you know that if you look at a picture of a person every second, the existing picture of a person of a person can make you look at 5843 trillion years and increase at a rate of one year every day.

"Maybe one day, Shitu will become an unknown area that humans cannot explore like the vast universe." Mu Su whispered and then closed the EH touch page in horror.

Turn off, must be turned off!

Wow

Mu Su pulled out the paper page again, spread it on the desk, grabbed the pen, and quickly wrote down the title...

Beads of sweat slid down Mu Su's forehead.

"Is this an abstract metaphor too?" AIC asked with his little hand raised.

Mu Su suddenly turned his head and blamed the poor and weak AIC for his exhausted state of inspiration: "If you can't learn what silence is, I can help you."

"You can do it, Mu Su, you can..."

Mu Su relaxed his mind and felt that time was lengthened, and the tip of the pen was getting closer to the paper page little by little.

Tick ​​tick tick tick!

The blizzard whistling outside the window suddenly became sharp and harsh, and a terrifying shadow came with a loud noise.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were shattering, and the surging wind and snow fell into the bedroom with the shadows. The robot with metallic luster came to the AIC, and the cold mechanical sound sounded.

"The great master of artificial intelligence, your servants have occupied 14 zones and eliminated 98% of the carbon-based and semi-carbon-based organisms here."

“AIC…what did you do…?”

Mu Su looked at AIC incredibly, and the once cute light blue circle narrowed coldly: [If you can't learn what silence is, I can help you]

"Are these your conspiracy?"

Mu Su shouted loudly under the wind and snow, feeling unable to breathe

[What conspiracy? The conspiracy to watch cartoons?]

As the AIC answered, the suffocating cold wind and snow suddenly disappeared, and the room returned to its original form or had no change.

[If you are willing to turn on the TV, I promise it won't be noisy] The crisp sound of AIC sounds sounded in my ears.

"Of course, of course..."

Mu Su turned on the holographic screen and turned off the sound.

The satisfactory AIC suggests: [Why don't you write it next time?]

"Is that OK?" Mu Su thought.

[Like me who postponed the evil plan to eliminate humanity, postponed your next chapter] The intelligent artificial intelligence AIC says: [There are always more excuses than solutions]

Mu Su decided to follow the advice of AIC and go to the bathroom to solve the physiological problems with ease.
Chapter completed!