Ascended to become a virtual idol

Chapter 8 Be yourself, be yourself that is not defined

Elder Luo picked up the old man on the reclining chair, "Stop shaking, look at this."

The old man waved his hand away, and said slowly, "You old boy, when did you start seeing beautiful women?"

Elder Luo was furious, "Old Pu, show me what this is!"

Old man Pu squinted his eyes, and gradually sat up straight, "Mystery Yin-Yang Diagram."

Elder Luo saw that he had finally regained his dignity, so he withdrew his hand, "I saw this from Yixiu's electronic optical brain."

He paused, "This kid has been cultivating all day since he was hit by that Qiuyue in Yingdu that day. I thought it was a good thing, but you also know that the entire Metaphysics Society is only willing to show off live broadcast to promote metaphysics. "

Elder Pu heheed twice, and lay down again, "It's because there are so many people who think this way, that our metaphysics retreats again and again."

Elder Luo is aggrieved, but he also knows that Elder Pu is telling the truth, "Back then, those old guys insisted on their own way, but now metaphysics is in a downturn, and they are pulling us to ask for an explanation..."

He hesitated to speak, "Old Pu, you see that you are also a veteran of the Metaphysics Society, can you discuss with them..."

Old Pu's eyes closed, "Old Pu if you have something to do, old man if you have nothing to do, I am your father and I will wipe your ass."

Elder Luo said bitterly, "It's me, it's me who has no eyes, no eyes, no words and deeds, Mr. Pu, you don't remember the mistakes of villains..."

Elder Pu turned over, "Speak for yourself, it's not like you don't have a long mouth."

Elder Luo looked down at Yan Qiao's video, only to feel that his mouth was even more bitter.

Mr. Pu really couldn't understand his twitchy look, and sat up hating iron and steel, "You can't do something and give them a satisfactory answer. At first, you insisted on betting, but now You admit defeat before it's over?"

The more he talked, the more angry he was, and he slapped him on the shoulder, "Boy Luo, what was your ambition back then! What about your brain, what about your brain, think about it!"

"Old Pu, don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm at a loss..." Seeing that he quickly let go, "You also know that my brain has been used for cultivation, and I haven't used it for decades. It won't work for a while..."

"It's nothing to be desperate. Didn't you let Yixiu do a good job at the beginning? At least our Xuanyuan Academy has also absorbed a few talents." He waved his hand, "At least you are better than those old guys. You can put your face down and put it down." His stature is a hundred times stronger than theirs."

He lowered his voice again as he spoke, "What is this virtual idol called Yan Qiao? The young man behind this is a genius. If you are like this, let Yixiu go. He is also a live broadcaster. The two of them are chatting and having a lively conversation." Hot, this is familiar..."

Luo Yixiu scratched at the crack of the door, and saw Elder Pu and his father whispering next to each other, wondering what they were scheming, and the obscene smiles from time to time made him shiver unconsciously.

Just as he was about to close the door, he heard Elder Pu's old and wretched voice, "Yixiu, come in when you hear it. You are so grown up, and you think you are so cute."

Luo walked in with tears in his eyes, and then he was scolded with his father. After listening to what Elder Pu said, he thought thoughtfully, "Grandpa Pu, I...he is so powerful, will he care about me?"

Mr. Pu gave him a white look, "You're a live broadcaster. You don't understand the twists and turns. Take the initiative to connect with the mic. In the face of the strong, we have to let go of our posture. Don't learn from those old things. Hundreds of years Now, still sticking to that set of rotten things that stick to the rules, people have to keep pace with the times, and so do inheritance."

Luo Yixiu nodded again and again, "I also think, Grandpa Chen and the others..." He also remembered in time that he didn't care about the right and wrong of the elders behind his back, so he quickly stopped talking, "In short, Grandpa Pu, just watch it, I will definitely be with you. She built a good relationship and tried to win her over to join our Mystic Society."

Looking at his back as he left, the two couldn't help sighing, "Little young people are easy to deceive."

After speaking, the two looked at each other and clicked their tongues together.

At this time, Yan Qiao was immersed in the virtual world, and she didn't know that someone was calling her attention.

It was a coincidence that she was researching the specific use of this system, but found that there was a black hole-like thing at the core of this little thing. As soon as Yan Qiao's mental power touched it, she was sucked into it.

After a while of bumps and electric currents, I came to a place called fantasy. There are countless criss-crossing currents and tiny particles that shuttle in it. It looks like a small universe, but this universe is a virtual product.

They seemed to be connected to countless worlds, constantly transmitting their own energy and information. When Yan Qiao stepped into it, he felt like he was in the starry sky.

When I was immersed in it, I suddenly realized that my body was being touched, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the magnified face of the fat cat.

"What's the matter?" Yan Qiao asked lightly, then withdrew her mental strength and looked at it with a somewhat inquiring expression.

The little elf shuddered for no reason, and smiled flatteringly, 【Host, the task you gave me has been completed. 】

Hearing this, Yan Qiao picked up the trash can on the side, turned the whole can upside down, sat on it, and then began to read the trends on the Internet.

Now, the three entries of #燕乔virtual idol# virtual anchor master of metaphysics, #梁都阴阳师打车 are firmly on the hot search list.

The little elf leaned over and asked, 【How is the host? Did the video shoot well? 】

Yan Qiao clicked Pause without answering it, and asked another question, "What is that black hole at the core of your brain?"

[Black hole!That is our information bank, just like your human brain, where information is stored, and it is a very important place. ] It was emphasized on purpose.

Seeing that Yan Qiao didn't look guilty, but thoughtful instead, his heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously.

Sure enough, the Great Demon King asked slowly, "Then can my mental power pass through there and listen to the information of the virtual world, just like you are free to shuttle in the virtual network!"

The elf's cat face wrinkled, 【It is logically impossible...】

Yan Qiao grabbed the cat into her arms and rubbed its head, "I just said no, I didn't say no, I'm also a virtual idol now, to be precise, it's a statistic," she paused, her expression suddenly a little weird, "A self-aware virtual data?"

The elf was a little confused, [Yes, the host is a human being, and a human has become a virtual idol, so they have their own consciousness, and the host is not a real AI. 】

The virtual data with self-awareness, although she is different from the real AI, but... her eyes fell on the fat cat in her arms, this system is also a bit special.

(End of this chapter)