I am weak and friendly

Chapter 409 I told you I couldn't let this go to waste!

Tang Yiping can't see anything now.

Everything in front of him was a gray blur.

It wasn't complete darkness, nor was it devoid of light; rather, it was a gray that lay between black and white.

The chaotic yet flowing feeling reminded Tang Yiping of the "flowing background" he had seen at the Negative Entropy Farm.

But this grayness seemed alive; Tang Yiping always felt that something inside might rush out at any moment.

It felt like I was staring at Cthulhu.

So, this is what it feels like to be blind?

Tang Yiping felt very uncomfortable.

He wanted to break free from this weakness, but he could hear two people whispering beside him.

It must have been subway staff, because two blind people, especially Tang Yiping, boarded the subway. They had a wheelchair and a guide dog, so the subway specially sent two staff members to help them.

At the same time, it also helps to prevent guide dogs from coming into contact with ordinary people.

Fortunately, it wasn't peak time, and the carriage wasn't crowded. The four of us occupied a corner.

Tang Yiping couldn't see, but he felt that there must be many people watching him right now.

Hmm, is it not good to suddenly become an ordinary person? Will people be able to tell?

However, since I am currently in a state of being "harmless and vulnerable," what malicious intentions could the students possibly have?
I'm sure I'll be forgiven.

He really didn't want to stay in the world of the blind any longer.

Each time Tang Yiping learned a new weakness from others, he felt that his SMA wasn't so unbearable after all.

Indeed, happiness is something that comes from comparison.

Just as he was about to break free, he heard a question from the blind man next to him.

"Excuse me, is this your guide dog?"

“Uh…yes, this is my guide dog,” Tang Yiping said.

how to say?

It is indeed my guide dog, but it can't be my guide dog. However, I can't admit that it's not my guide dog, so it can only be my guide dog.

“That’s wonderful,” said the blind man. “It must be hard to apply for.”

It's actually not that difficult.

It just appeared out of nowhere one day.

"It's alright," Tang Yiping said.

“Indeed, you need it more than I do,” the blind man said.

At least you can still walk. Hmm, happiness is indeed relative. If this can make you feel better today, I'm still honored.

My day wasn't wasted.

Tang Yiping thought to himself.

"May I touch it?" the blind man asked again.

Sure enough, I'm still envious and want it, right?

Unfortunately, this dog isn't a dog, so I really can't give it to you. Sorry, bro.

"Ugh?" Stoka thought, "Am I someone you can just touch?"

“Okay,” Tang Yiping said.

Anyway, Stokka doesn't bite.

He really doesn't bite.

"Woof..." Okay, I'm a dog that you can pet as much as you want.

The boss has already agreed, so what can I, as a servant, say?

Then, Tang Yiping heard Stoka panting heavily as he was being stroked, clearly very happy.

Tang Yiping also reached out and scratched Stoka's back, then accidentally touched the blind man's hand.

It has a very rough feel, like the hands of someone who does heavy work often.

Tang Yiping began to try to recall what the blind man looked like when he first saw him.

He looked to be in his forties, quite tall, and was wearing a blue, work-like outfit.

I don't remember much else, since I was mostly focused on his eyes at the time.

"Where are we?" Tang Yiping asked the staff.

Tang Yiping didn't pay attention to the subway station announcements, because he could usually see them by simply looking up.

“South of the Bridge of Forgetfulness,” the blind man answered him.

We've only gone two stops.

It feels like more than half an hour has passed.

Why is time passing so slowly?
Tang Yiping felt himself getting a little anxious.

Not knowing where he was or being able to perceive his surroundings, Tang Yiping felt that his ability to perceive time had been disrupted.

With a "ding-dong" sound, Tang Yiping heard his phone ring.

I don't know who sent me the message.

Tang Yiping subconsciously reached for his phone, and then realized...

Emmm, I can't look at my phone myself.

This is how to do?
“You can set your phone to automatically announce things,” the blind man said. “Many phones have this function.”

But it's too late for me to set it up now.

Never mind, I'll just ignore it.

Never mind, it should be fine.

If anything happens, I'll call myself.

"Ding dong! Ding dong!"

Two more sounds.

Who is it again?

Who messaged me?

Is there something urgent?

Was that a message from Master Tang? They shouldn't have any problems on the road, right?

Or perhaps, those guys at L station have pulled some kind of trick on themselves again?

The programming competition these guys are organizing is only in its second day, and it's already quite a big event.

The problem is, I've already started school and handed in my assignments.

These guys are still over there writing the student management system.

There aren't enough students in the whole country for them to manage.

Hmm, could it be someone else?

I'm going back to school, so I prepared a phone for Lux and Lola. Did they text me?
Will the two of them run into trouble?
You're overthinking it. Who would want to cause them any trouble?

"Ding-dong" sounded again.

Who sent that message? Who could it be...?

Tang Yiping scratched his head in frustration.

Having no other choice, Tang Yiping took out his phone and said to Stoka, "Stoka, help me check my phone to see who sent the message."

The subway staff thought he was being spoken to and were about to go over to help when they saw Stoka put its paw on Tang Yiping's phone and rub it a couple of times.

"Woo-chio-chio, oo-woo-woo-oo-woo, woo-chio-chio..." it chanted in a rhythmic tone.

Dogs don't make human sounds, and Tang Yiping doesn't actually speak dog language. The way the two of them communicate now isn't entirely dog language, nor is it human language. It's more like a compromise that they've worked out together—a mix of dog language and human intonation. Tang Yiping can understand it, and others can also pick up on some of the nuances.

Although it wasn't much, you could definitely hear that Stoka was speaking.

"XXX of Hailing City reminds you that during the hot summer months, please take precautions to stay cool..."

"Next one," Tang Yiping said, indicating that this thing was completely useless.

"Hot back-to-school season, summer surprises! Pinduoduo's 10 billion yuan subsidy..."

"Pass."

"@#@! Female college student %￥ Click the link to open, nationwide flights available..."

Tang Yiping's spirits lifted: "What's the last link?" "Woo-hoo woo-hoo?" Is that important?

"No, no, no! I was just asking!"

I really don't want to get caught up in this! My internship salary is only 3360! That's not even enough for me to live on!
Stoka read out several messages in a row, and Tang Yiping noticed...

Hey, there's nothing serious going on here.

It turns out that our phones are bombarded with so much junk information. Are we constantly being bombarded by this junk information?
I receive these kinds of notifications quite often, but I just glance at them and don't pay any attention to them; they don't occupy my mind at all.

Now, however, it is something that Tang Yiping cannot forget, something that makes him uneasy and anxious.

"Tsk," Tang Yiping didn't know how to even begin to comment.

"Can your dog read your text messages?" came the blind man's voice from the side.

"Uh...I guess so," Tang Yiping said.

—The strategy of "showing weakness" and "the weak are harmless" have failed.

Ah, no, was I being too pretentious?

Oh no, Tang Yiping thought, this blind man is going to be incredibly envious now.

How am I supposed to explain this?
I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to make you envious!

Tang Yiping quickly tried to remedy the situation:
"After all, I'm just a student!" Tang Yiping continued to feign weakness.

— Successfully feigning weakness activates the "weak are harmless" principle.

"It's not surprising that the students act this way."

—[Showing weakness] succeeded; [the weak are harmless] *2
"After all, I'm just a stupid and pathetic college student!"

—[Showing weakness] succeeded; [the weak are harmless] *3
Sure enough, as long as you're a student, anything goes.

After the "weak are harmless" argument was added, the bystanders became much calmer.

Tang Yiping then became unscrupulous.

Tang Yiping said to Stoka, "Could you check the group chat to see if there are any problems with my assignment?"

"Woof woof woof," Stokka scrambled its paws and started operating the phone.

Tang Yiping can't see it now, but he can feel it...

It seemed that the heads of the two staff members had begun to twist in some kind of centripetal rotation, tilting to their side, above Stoka's head.

"Woo...woo-woo-woo-woo".

Great, I haven't heard anything about my assignment, so it must have passed.

The homework written by the expert "Recursive Dream" is really great!
With the help of the expert "Recursive Dream", I feel that my sophomore year will be much more comfortable than my freshman year!
However, it's not really appropriate to always ask other people for help with your homework. How can I thank them?

—【Feigning weakness】does not work, 【The weak are harmless】adds 2 times.
Tang Yiping's composure crumbled once again because of Stoka's outrageous performance.

but it does not matter.

"As a male college student, it's normal for him to let his dog read group messages."

—[Showing weakness] succeeded, [the weak are harmless] bonus *3
Yes, that's normal!

What can't today's college students do?
Successfully stacked the buff again.

"Take another look at L station, see if those guys have pulled any more tricks up their sleeves?" Tang Yiping asked again.

Stokka pawed at the L station, flipped it over, and rolled it around a few times.

"Woo-hoo-hoo..."

"As expected, the battle is still undecided." Tang Yiping breathed a sigh of relief.

Good news, I don't need to wear women's clothing for the time being.

"Woo-chio-chio-chio..."

"What do you mean my cross-dressing photo editing contest is already in preparation?"

What's the riddle about the dog friend?
Tang Yiping felt that it was already abstract enough that he had his dog watch his phone for him, but these people were even more abstract than him.

I really want to complain about it.

Forget it, if I were to complain now, I could only do it through Stoca, which would halve the fun.

But what should we do next?

"Then why don't you take a look at my two projects and see who submitted the code?"

"Woo-chirp woo-chirp..." Stokka used its two front paws to grab the phone and opened Tang Yiping's OIFU and ROBO-FU projects.

"Right? Lots of PRs and plugins," Tang Yiping said. "Come on, help me read out what's included..."

“Woo-chio-chio,” Stoka began to read.

"This PR document is quite interesting. Read it to me in detail."

"Woo-hoo-hoo..."

—【Feigning weakness】does not work, 【The weak are harmless】adds 2 times.
Because the scene was so outrageous, Tang Yiping's "the weak are harmless" facade crumbled once again.

If anyone were to notice this, they would definitely find it extremely strange.

In a corner of a subway car, two blind people were sitting, and a dog was reading code to one of them. Two other people were leaning in, staring at the dog in astonishment.

Only four words can describe the current situation.

Staring in disbelief.

Tang Yiping listened to the code, then frowned and said, "There's something wrong with this PR, isn't there? Send it back and tell him..."

After he finished speaking, he said, "Come on, let me see the next one..."

“Woo-chio-chio-chio…” Stoka continued chanting.

Tang Yiping continued listening, then frowned for a moment before saying, "Didn't you notice such an obvious bug when you submitted it? Can you help me write it..."

With one person listening and the other speaking, Tang Yiping gradually became engrossed in the conversation.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Yiping said, "There's a problem with the fourth line above, and also with the seventh and eighth lines. Because of the quote in the fourth line, there's an error here... Can you help me rewrite it..."

Tang Yiping paused.

Huh?and many more!

What is this thing in front of me?
After becoming blind, Tang Yiping saw only a gray expanse before his eyes, an unsettling, surging gray.

Tang Yiping always felt that something would come out from inside.

Now, something is actually coming out of it.

Is it code?
Lines of code appeared before Tang Yiping's eyes.

It was exactly what he had just heard.

They seemed to emerge from the mist and appear in Tang Yiping's field of vision.

Perhaps saying they were within sight isn't quite accurate; Tang Yiping didn't even know if they actually existed.

This thing is quite different from what Tang Yiping sees directly with his own eyes.

For example, Tang Yiping's "Survival Guide for the Weak" is something that can be seen with the naked eye.

This thing is more like a temporary presence on one's retina, or an image in one's mind.

But it does exist there.

When Tang Yiping was a child, a friend of his learned mental arithmetic, which supposedly involved simulating an abacus in one's own mind. He had also heard that some Go masters had a Go board in their heads.

But Tang Yiping never imagined...

A code box will appear in your own brain!
What is this ghost?

Where did this thing come from?

Is it my own aesthetic intuition?

This talent has been making a lot of noise lately.

No, it should be... another talent.

Tang Yiping recalled the talents he had extracted from Young Master Tang and tried to match them up with the descriptions.

Then a name popped up.

Is it the "flow code"?
This is the power of "flow code"—can it truly program in the mind, virtually?
What the hell!

I'm so awesome!

Tang Yiping immediately became excited.

I knew it! I couldn't let this go to waste!