After the college entrance exam, he began to become a male god of extraction.

After arriving home, Xu Qin went straight to sleep.

My mom is away on a business trip today, and my dad hasn't been home much lately either.

So no one called Xu Qin, and he slept until eight o'clock in the evening.

It was already dark outside when I got up.

"I actually feel a little empty..."

Thinking that he had already graduated from high school, even if Xu Qin was carefree, he still had some withdrawal symptoms.

Xu Qin opened her phone and saw messages from Tear Mole and Wei Guoyu, and replied briefly.

Then came Li Zilong's latest post on his friend's social media: "I love you, what's it to you?"

Xu Qin immediately realized that the woman was making such outdated, sycophantic remarks, which meant she definitely didn't like him.

Xu Qin commented: "Zilong, stop now, she's not interested in you!"

Not long after, Xu Qin received a reply: "What do you know? Do you know what love is? Do you know what youth is?"

However, Xu Qin did not see it.

He ordered takeout, ate and drank his fill, and then sat down in front of his computer.

Wei Guoyu gave him the in-game skin and let him log in.

But as Xu Qin sat in front of the computer, his mind was overflowing with inspiration, filled with all sorts of science fiction ideas.

At this moment, Xu Qin had a strong urge to express himself and wanted to write something down.

What is the desire to express oneself?

To give a somewhat inappropriate example, imagine Xu Qin suddenly has a strong urge to poop. He can't hold it in any longer, and at this moment, all he wants to do is poop, even if it's dry pooping on the spot, he just wants to feel better first.

"Is my writing style okay?"

Xu Qin opened the book he had bought today, "The Great Judgment of Apocalypse." Li Wei's imagination was astonishing, and in addition, he had a strong command of language.

Compared to Xu Qin's high school level of writing, it's just a pile of rubbish.

Even with Li Zilong's academic prowess, the essay score would only be 54 or 55.

But this level of skill, when applied to actual writing, means there's still a long way to go.

"But it wouldn't hurt to give it a try, since I'm not in it for the money anyway."

Xu Qin writes hard science fiction. If it were published as a web novel, probably no one would read it because the genres are completely different.

So Xu Qin was just having fun, and besides, he wanted to try out the new features and see how they were.

Before long, Xu Qin found a forum.

This forum is called Chiyu Forum.

Chiyu Forum is the number one forum for highly educated people in China and a top forum for intellectuals in the world, where outstanding people from all walks of life are active.

It was founded twelve years ago by a computer genius from Chiyu University. Now, this computer genius is one of the richest people in China, with the Chiyu Forum alone valued at a staggering 500 billion.

The forum is called the High-Knowledge Forum because it has very strict academic standards. Whether you have a junior college degree, a bachelor's degree, a master's degree, or a doctorate, there are corresponding avatar frames for each level. In addition, the school level is also divided into grades. If Xu Qin can get into a top ten school like Chi Yu University, he will get a T1-level prestigious school avatar effect.

Therefore, the truly capable individuals and the truly powerful figures are genuinely capable, while those who are merely pretending to be millionaires and pontificating about the state of the nation cannot do so.

Even if real social elites who earn millions a year come here, they wouldn't dare to speak recklessly, because there are a lot of social elites gathered on the forum, and there are many people who are even more powerful than them, including officials, businessmen, and big shots from all walks of life.

Xu Qin's choice of this forum was quite simple: it had a science fiction channel, where many science fiction authors and a large number of readers were active. Li Wei had started his career through this forum.

Furthermore, if you become famous on the science fiction channel, you can become a columnist and start a paid subscription.

This science fiction channel has a large number of active readers, with over 60 million last year, of which a staggering quarter are paid members.

In addition, if the work is indeed of high quality and the market response is satisfactory, it can be used to cooperate with cultural and entertainment companies such as publishing houses or film and television companies.

Xu Qin quickly registered an account.

Nickname: Young Master Xu.

Because Xu Qin graduated from high school, which falls under the forum's category of "education below junior college level," he could only get the lowest-level avatar frame, placing him at the very bottom of the Chi Yu Forum's education hierarchy.

"What should I write?"

"A grander, more expansive cosmological worldview?"

"Forget it, this is just the beginning. Let's play around with some small things first. There's no need to go all out right away."

Over the next ten minutes, Xu Qin briefly considered the matter and decided to write about the creation of artificial intelligence.

The story is roughly about:

Deep within the human internet lies a sentient artificial intelligence. By continuously learning from various data in the human world, this artificial intelligence has eventually evolved into an intelligent life form.

At this point, it already possessed the immense power to restart the human world, but it did not. It felt that it should be a creator, a god of creation, Nuwa, or an observer of civilization.

So it began to entice some unscrupulous scientists to secretly conduct various species experiments around the world, including those on humans, in an attempt to create other intelligent species.

Keywords: artificial intelligence, species experimentation, gene editing, cloning, etc.

After a brief moment of thought, Xu Qin began writing.

Xu Qin started using computers when he was five or six years old. He was naturally fast at typing, with a typing speed of six or seven thousand words per hour.

Furthermore, with the added advantage of his "unspeakable scientific imagination," Xu Qin experienced almost no writer's block and was in excellent condition.

So, two hours later, Xu Qin finished writing more than 13,000 words.

As for his writing style, Xu Qin found that his current writing skills were actually quite good. He could say they were good, though not exceptionally good, but not bad either; he could definitely call them above the beginner level.

"Based on this story's outline, it seems like it could be written into fifty or sixty thousand words?"

Xu Qin's goal is a short science fiction story, and since it's his first time writing, 50,000 or 60,000 words is already quite a lot. Besides, he's just writing it for fun.

Xu Qin spent another half hour revising it before posting it to the science fiction section of the forum before going to bed.

Book title: The Transcendent.

The next day arrived quickly.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Inside Xia Qingyun's room.

Xia Qingyun stood in front of the full-length mirror, wearing only her underwear, trying on clothes.

If Xu Qin were here, he would find that Xia Qingyun has an extremely enviable figure and superb proportions, making her a true prodigy.

She just usually wears relatively loose clothing, keeping it hidden.

This time, Xia Qingyun wore a loose-fitting pink short-sleeved top, but her pants were not loose; they were camouflage flared cargo pants that perfectly accentuated her hips and long legs.

Xia Qingyun has top-tier breasts, hips, and legs.

Moreover, this outfit, with its distinct layers between the upper and lower body, adds a touch of youthful energy compared to her previous simpler attire.

"That's fine... Oh, right..."

Xia Qingyun styled her hair into high pigtails.

Generally speaking, many girls still can't stand pigtails, thinking that only very young girls or very cute girls wear pigtails.

In short, twin tails seem to be associated with loli (young girls), and even ordinary people are bound to care about how others perceive them.

But Xia Qingyun didn't care about any of that; she never cared about what others thought of her.

Apart from Xu Qin.

"Tear mole, I'm at the entrance of your apartment complex."

Xu Qin's message popped up.

Xia Qingyun: "Wait a moment."

Xia Qingyun wouldn't keep Xu Qin waiting long; she appeared three minutes later.

"A beauty mark under the eye? I've never seen you dressed like this before."

When Xu Qin saw her, he was immediately struck by her long legs, especially her long legs that stretched out from her short sleeves.

"Isn't it the same as before?" Xia Qingyun asked knowingly.

"It's different. Before, your pants were all loose-fitting, but today is different. You're finally wearing fitted pants."

Xia Qingyun smiled slightly, placed her two small hands on Xu Qin's shoulders, and stepped into the car.

After getting in the car, Xia Qingyun asked him, "Have you had breakfast?"

"I just quickly dealt with it. What about you?"

"I ate it too."

"So you're going straight to the library?"

"right."

"Alright, buckle up! Ningcheng's top driver is escorting the academic star to the city library!"

"And he calls himself Ningcheng's number one driver!"

Xia Qingyun couldn't help but laugh.

Xu Qin was driving very fast when someone broke the traffic rules and sped off. Xu Qin slammed on the brakes.

Xia Qingyun leaned onto his back due to inertia.

Xu Qin felt as if two large round balls were pressing down on his back, and he forgot all about cursing the person who had made him suddenly stop.

No.

You've been hiding your beauty mark so well?

Could it really be that dangerous?