Electronic Nezha

Chapter 43 Other People's Fools
But the story didn't end there. Liu Zhenhua examined his "work" several more times, manually adjusting the angles of some lines...

I've never seen this child take anything so seriously before, from childhood to adulthood.

"Is there some meaning behind your adjustment of these lines?" After all, it's a super AI. Perhaps decades from now, when people look back at an extremely boring and absurd video, they will find that those simple lines are full of mystery!
Liu Zhenhua said, "I don't really have any explanation. I'm just not sure what to do. I'm afraid that if I post it on the website, no one will read it."

"Are you going to post it online?"

“Otherwise, what would I be after?” Liu Zhenhua suddenly said. “Right, a meme needs background music.” He tapped the keyboard a couple more times, and suddenly a chaotic drumbeat came from the speakers. Calling it a drumbeat wasn’t accurate; the sound was like dry bamboo sticks hitting each other, crackling and popping, but it was inexplicably exhilarating. Besides the sound of dry bamboo, there were only a few simple instruments playing together. The only ones I could recognize were the xun (a type of ancient Chinese wind instrument) and the piano.

The harmony dominated by the bamboo grows higher and higher towards the end, then lowers in the middle before rising again, giving the impression of a hero who, after being frustrated and unsuccessful, finally explodes into fame in one battle.

"It doesn't fit," I said. This background music is really good. After listening to it, I feel like I want to fight someone. It would be perfect to play this when Lao Wang and Zhang Biao are fighting, but using it as background music for a meme is a waste.

"I know, I just put it there to encourage myself."

I asked, "Is this from your library or did you make it on the spot?"

"I'd say it's Curry's doing, but the author is a local."

"Oh." I didn't pay much attention to that. My profession and composing are completely unrelated, so I had no interest in them at all. However, since I heard it was a local piece, I asked, "When was this piece released?"

"next year."

Upon hearing those two words, I immediately pressed the pause button: "A work from 'Future'?"

"Yes, it's called 'The Bamboo Killing Order.' The most exciting part is made by banging dry bamboo. You should try it."

"Delete it quickly, what if it affects the timeline!" I walked quickly to the door, first pressed my ear to the door to listen to the sounds in the hallway, then opened the door to check. If this were a scene from a movie, someone outside would definitely have started secretly recording, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Yuan Yuan said, "Master, I can tell there are people outside."

"A thousand-mile dike can be destroyed by an ant hole; we dare not do such a dangerous thing again!"

Liu Zhenhua rolled his eyes speechlessly and still deleted "The Bamboo Killing Order".

In the end, Liu Zhenhua stuck to his "rely on yourself" spirit and cut out a background music clip commonly used in funny videos from the internet and added it. He registered an ID called "King of Rotten Jokes" on a certain website, and his work was also called "King of Rotten Jokes." After all the preparations were completed, all he got was the message "Work is awaiting review."

Liu Zhenhua said impatiently, "You think they won't notice if I 'approved' it for them?" Seeing me glaring at him, Liu Zhenhua laughed and said, "Just kidding. This time I'll definitely rely entirely on myself and won't need any 'outside help'."

While waiting for the review, he got busy again.

"What's the next episode about?" I asked, knowing he wanted to create a series.

Sima Yi said, "Sima Zhao's intentions are obvious to everyone."

"Uh, that's fine, you do it."

Liu Zhenhua fiddled with his own parody videos for a while, then opened the website to check if his work had passed the review. He kept refreshing the page, even though it said "review will be completed within 24 hours on weekdays." He was still just a kid after all.

I said, "You're not going to watch your videos during class, are you?" It wouldn't interfere with your studies, but... at least it's disrespectful to the teacher. Then I remembered that Liu Zhenhua looked at the math teacher like he was an idiot, which means he was actually paying attention in class. Paying attention shows respect for the teacher, but looking at the teacher like an idiot... how should I put this? You guys figure out the right way to put it.

What do you use to scan your phone during class?

I asked curiously, "You need a computer or something to watch things online?" "Otherwise, why would I carry a tablet around every day?"

I slapped my forehead and realized I was right.

Liu Zhenhua said, "Yuanyuan and Xiaowu have the ability to go online anytime and anywhere without being restricted by external conditions, but I don't. I can find movies and music in the database, but even if something happens online, I still have to access it through a medium. Fortunately, my database is big enough. I know all the things I need to remember and the knowledge I need to master for the next 75 years. As they say, there is nothing new under the sun."

I said, "So how did you call an ambulance for Chen Zihan that day?"

"The difficulty lies in building a virtual account, which involves strong interference without a physical entity. This will be a taboo in the future. I only officially obtained human authorization before I transmigrated, and it can be used in special circumstances."

"Wouldn't that be taboo nowadays?"

Liu Zhenhua smiled and said, "Current AI doesn't have that capability."

"Uh," I suddenly had a wild idea, "If you can create a virtual number, then create one for me so I won't have to pay for phone calls anymore, right?"

"It's possible, but it's taboo."

"If you set up a VPN, our internet access at home will be free, right?"

"It's possible, but it's taboo."

"Can you help me steal a 6-digit QQ number?" I had a 7-digit one back then, which I kept using to level up in internet cafes, but it got stolen in the end, and I still feel resentful about it to this day!

"It's possible, but what you're doing is illegal."

"I was just testing you," I said righteously. "Making free calls and accessing the internet for free is also illegal."

Liu Zhenhua muttered, "When I was two or three years old, I don't know who it was that would take a WiFi hacker and steal other people's internet whenever they went out for a stroll."

"Little bunny!"

Who told data to be so expensive back then? Besides, can something a writer does be called stealing? It's called mooching! Mooching Wi-Fi.

……

Two or three days later, we met Aunt Xu and Hao Hao again at the fruit market.

Aunt Xu was still pushing her chainless bicycle, a gentle smile on her face, while Hao Hao followed behind her with clear eyes.

"Aunt Xu, everything's ready for you." Li Ping said the same thing as usual, but even more enthusiastically than usual. Ever since the fight with Zhang Biao that day, we had all been worried that Aunt Xu wouldn't be able to get into the market. Seeing her today, we were finally relieved.

Old Wang picked up a tangerine and handed it to Hao Hao. Hao Hao took it and put it in his mouth, but Old Wang snatched it away, peeled it, and gave it back to him.

Old Wang laughed and said, "This guy has no memory at all."

Aunt Xu laughed, "He's not that old. Besides eating, he's like a block of wood. I met another idiot on the street the other day. His mother was with him. He could call her 'Mom.' His mother got impatient chatting with people for too long and urged them to go home. I was so envious of him."

We've always heard about other people's children, but when did we become envious of other people's mentally challenged children? But when Aunt Xu said those words, we could only sigh with emotion.

(End of this chapter)