The symphony cheerfully rang in the room—but in reality.

Tom in the holographic screen is capturing Jerry, and the AIC outside is straddling the hut, using 512G of barren memory to think about what this supernatural phenomenon is going on.

It must be the four-dimensional existence that controls the program he is watching!

AIC feels that he has entered the bad joke of high-dimensional existence, just like taking away the food in front of an ant. For an ant, the food is equivalent to suddenly disappearing rather than on the top of his head - until AIC's turn blue eyes see him sitting on the bed

Staring at the "high-dimensional existence" you are watching.

The mechanical pupils flashed twice, and the crisp sound of the AIC sounded: [Surprise mode is being started - give tester No. 0 a big hug]

"Well..." Mu Su jumped out of bed and walked to the sofa. AIC pretended to find Mu Su's appearance and said in a surprise tone: [Oh, the tester number 0! Hug~]

Mu Su was indifferent to the two little hands stretched out by AIC, and opened his dead fish eyes and shouted outside the door: "Shiqi! Shiqi!"

More than ten seconds later, Ishiki, wearing a gray sweater and an apron around his waist, appeared at the door.

"AIC is broken." Mu Su pointed at AIC angrily: "It is actually seducing me!"

Those cold eyes fell on the twinkling pupils, as if they were on the blinking AIC: "Maybe we should clean up its memory, after all, it is an old antique from 400 years ago."

"Who are you talking about old antiques?"

[Who are you talking about old antiques?]

Mu Su and AIC spoke in unison, then looked at each other. Mu Su suddenly stretched out his claws of sin and grabbed the AIC, and looked behind it: "Where can I clean up the memory?"

[No, no, no, no, no, no, no]

AIC waved his little hands and calves and resisted loudly.

"The key to opening is usually at the bottom." Shiqi reached out to take the AIC, flipped the AIC like a checking process before steaming a crab, and found the black button at the bottom.

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooo don't clean up my memory*Nose snot*Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The AIC pupils began to flash intermittently. Just as Shiqi was about to close the AIC, Musu suddenly reached out and snatched the AIC, and said hesitantly: "I think cleaning memory is too cruel for an artificial intelligence. You must empathize with this.

Bar?"

Shiqi looked at AIC, then at Mu Su, and nodded gently: "I understand."

She turned and left the room and continued to clean the room downstairs.

Mu Su lowered his head and looked at AIC: "What does she understand?"

[You must understand how vicious I was just now]

AIC stretched out his hand and pinched Mu Su's cheek: [Tester No. 0, I began to think you are a good person]

"I feel so, too."

...

"With that bad guy, how difficult will it be for a dungeon of ordinary difficulty?" Wen Xiang said relaxedly, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Although they have less than two hours left, Wen Xiang believes that it is not easy to rely on Liuli's wisdom.

"Actually there is still a problem." Transparent Bridge sighed softly. "The bulldog, when it hears Jerry's whistle, it will appear at the speed of quantum entanglement, unless we trap it, or shut up Jerry,

And we've used the latter once."

In fact, there are two, Transparent Bridge concealed one of them: that is Tom, but its threat is much smaller than Mu Su, or... mental pollution and burden.

"When you use your invincible carbon-based brain, think of a solution." Wen Xiang grabbed the transparent bridge and shook it.

The transparent bridge was shaken so hard that his head was shaking, and he said helplessly: "Don't describe me in the tone of describing alien creatures... There is indeed one way."

"What's the solution?"

"You." The transparent bridge stretched out its meat pad, folded four cat claws, and the remaining one pointed at the smell of fragrance.

...

"I..." Wenxiang stood in the alley, pointing a cat claw at him, and repeated in a daze.

People come and go out of the alley, and the transparent bridge holds a cute light pink skirt and a bow: "Well, you use your cuteness to attract the attention of passers-by, and then we will whistle and shout the bulldog, and then you have to pretend to be Chuchu

The poor fearful appearance arouses the sympathy of passers-by to call the police until you catch the bulldog."

"No, no, no, no—" Wen Xiang waved her hands repeatedly, resisting the pink skirt: "I have not worn pink clothes since I was 16."

"Isn't that the year before yesterday?" Transparent bridge held a little bit of bad taste and approached the wall with a skirt.

He looked at Jun Moxiao like he smelled the fragrance and asked for help.

"Cough... I'll avoid it." Jun Mo laughed and coughed dryly to the depths of the alley. Although they were all cat images and were not dressed... he always felt that it would be strange to be by his side.

Ruddy—

A minute later, the call of a transparent bridge came from behind him. Jun Moxiao returned to the entrance of the alley and saw a cat wearing a pink long skirt with a pink bow on his head.

"Is this really useful..."

"Just try it." Transparent bridge sprayed some perfume to smell the fragrance and pushed her out of the alley with a hesitant force.

Anyway, I am a cat - I was so encouraging myself, so I endured the awkwardness and walked onto the crowded streets.

"Friends on all fours - limbs -" The sound of a low-pressed bridge sounded from the alley behind me.

Yin Xiang hesitated for a moment, and twisted his legs on the ground like a cat, looking for passers-by who looked loving enough.

"Oh so cute~"

"What a beautiful cat."

"Little cute, are you lost?"

Passers-by looked down at Yin Xiang, and a woman squatted in front of Yin Xiang, speaking to Yin Xiang in a child-like tone.

"Mi...meow..." Wen Xiang let out a cat moan in embarrassment.

"What a cute little girl~" the woman reached out and patted Yin Xiang's head.

It was at this moment that a sharp whistle came from the alley not far away—

Swish-

A strong wind swept by, and the bulldog standing upright turned into a shadow and appeared behind Yin Xiang, taking root like a javelin.

"Meow!"

Wen Xiang, who was trying to immerse herself in role-playing, was scared and sighed with true feelings.

"Bad dog walk away!"

The woman screamed and drove away the bulldog whom she didn't know. She was confused and avoided the lipstick, shoes, and underwear that the woman had thrown away, and fled in a hurry.

"Meow Meow Meow." Wen Xiang raised her head and handed out a card with the words "Dangerous Animal Treatment Company" and a string of phone numbers.

"Did you give it to me..." The woman picked up the card and looked down: "Oh little cute, you must have been entangled by this bad dog, I will help you!"

The woman with a sense of justice walked into the roadside telephone booth, came back soon, squatted down and patted Yin Xiang's head: "Little cutie, I've finished calling you, I wish you a wonderful afternoon."

“Meow~”

Smelling fragrance, who has begun to adapt to the cat's identity, bid farewell to women.

The subsequent development was the same as the Transparent Bridge plan. Employees from Dangerous Animal Treatment Company arrived. The Transparent Bridge whistled and led out the Bulldog. Then they were caught by the employees with confusion and locked in a cage and brought into a truck.

A burst of black smoke emerged, and the truck drove away with the depressed bulldog.

The transparent bridge walked out of the alley with a smile.
Chapter completed!