Daily life in Zongman

"Don't worry, the tower won't explode after I disappear. Everything is calm, and the elevator will descend normally."

Fujiwara Haru was a little confused: "Why did you disappear?"

The holographic projection began to fluctuate. "Can you understand the feeling of eternity? Can you understand the feeling of remembering everything? I cannot forget anything, and at the same time, I have to exist for nearly eternity. This is an endless spiral. I will be here recording information for nearly eternity."

"The other five sisters have long lost contact, leaving me alone to record. Humanity is on the verge of extinction, and I will continue to record information in vain. I will not disappear until the power of this stacked city, which has been prepared, prepared, prepared, is exhausted."

"It's eternal insomnia."

"In a city long deserted, a traveler suddenly appears, like a god. So I would like to ask you, please let this god of mine fail and disappear."

The sixth tower fell into silence, and Fujiwara Haru felt a little heavy-hearted. He actually had a good impression of this artificial intelligence. After all, it had helped him a lot. But now, he witnessed her chaos and madness.

He didn't know what to say, he only knew that perhaps disappearing was the best outcome for her now.

Just as he was about to say something, Futaba Rio spoke up: "The self-destruct program will be modified. The countdown will start in two years. We will now complete the final certification operation."

The holographic girl calmed down again. She seemed very happy and kept dancing. "Okay~Okay~Thank you so much~Thank you so much~"

The elevator started and slowly went down. Fujiwara Haru and Futaba Rio arrived at the next floor.

In the pitch darkness, the door remained closed, unopened. The AI fluttered closer. "Please wait a moment. The power to this floor's door has been taken away by an external source. We've just contacted maintenance and they're working on it."

Along with the sound of cutting coming from outside the tower, the lights at the bottom of the tower lit up, the door opened, and a robot could be seen walking into the distance.

Behind it, the streetlights gradually went out. Following the command of the tower's AI, it connected this layer to the tower's main gate, disconnecting the wires used to steal electricity. As a result, power was restored to the tower's inner gate, while the streetlights outside gradually went out.

Fujiwara Haru drove away from the tower and said goodbye to the AI. They found an apartment building, confirmed the water system was working properly, and decided to stay there tonight.

Futaba helped unload the bedding from the car. These were daily necessities produced in the upper factory that afternoon. Besides the bedding, tissues, sanitary napkins, clothing, shoes, and other items were piled in the trunk. And there was also a toy Fujiwara Haru was eagerly anticipating—an offline virtual helmet. The description said it was primarily for learning.

Fujiwara Haru understands that the Subor learning machine is just a learning tool.

The two of them set up a tent for the night. After dinner, Fujiwara Haru fiddled with the helmet curiously and checked its instructions.

“Fujiwara-kun…”

Looking over at Futaba, I noticed she was lowering her head slightly. "Hmm? What's wrong?"

"..." After getting used to it, Futaba Rio's voice was not so weak this time: "Bathroom, please."

"Well, let's go together." Fujiwara Haru put down the instruction manual and stood up: "Futaba is a little afraid of the dark."

Futaba walked behind, looking at the boy in front, without responding to this sentence.

She wasn't afraid of the dark, but in this apocalyptic world with only the two of them, she felt a little insecure, especially in the dark and silent environment, which magnified her uneasiness.

Futaba Rio is afraid of being alone.

Fujiwara Haru walked to the bathroom door and asked, "Do you need to keep making noise?"

"please."

Futaba walked in, listened to the "Shh~Shh~" sound outside, and pressed the flush button with a relaxed mood.

The sound of rushing water covered up the sound of dripping water, and everything returned to peace with comfort.

58. Genius Girl's Miscalculation

"A delicious gas for the Autobots."

Gourmet Tablecloth did not respond.

"A delicious nuclear battery for robots."

Gourmet Tablecloth did not respond.

"Okay, please give me a spicy chicken cutlet, sweet and sour starch sausage, sizzling tofu with chopped green onions, and a glass of iced cola."

Corresponding delicacies appeared on the gourmet tablecloth.

Fujiwara Haru bit into a chicken cutlet and said, "Why not provide gasoline? For the Autobots, gasoline must be a delicacy, right?"

Futaba drank the flavor-enhancing soup and said, "Even an idiot can figure it out. Either the tablecloth only has human food, or we need a real Autobot to order the food himself."

A few days after leaving Kiganta, at noon, the two were sitting in a street shop, enjoying the delicious food that turned out from the tablecloth.

"Looks like we still have to go to the gas station this afternoon." Fujiwara Haru took a sip of Coke and burped.

Futaba ate her lunch quietly without replying.

In the afternoon, following the map, the two arrived at the gas station marked on the map, only to find it had been destroyed and in ruins. They had no choice but to change their destination and go to another gas station.

The new destination was a bit run-down, but the refueling facilities were intact. After opening the valve, I found that the gasoline was still flowing normally. Perhaps it was the automated refining facilities, or perhaps it was a special storage method, but the gasoline inside was still usable.

Fujiwara Haru started refueling the car, while Futaba sorted out supplies and cleared space in the back compartment.

After filling up the car, they used the drums they had collected to store some gasoline and moved them to the car before continuing on their journey. According to Futaba Rio, this layered city was already an extremely dangerous building. It was unpredictable that it could collapse in a chain reaction at any time, and they needed to get away from it as soon as possible.

Eat, drive, sleep. Get up, wash, eat breakfast, and continue driving.

The main tower leading to the lower level was somewhat damaged, and there was no response when entering the password, so the only option was to find a communication tower to go down. Some of the communication towers were also destroyed during the war. After driving over, I found that they were in a state of disrepair. Going down rashly was very dangerous, so I needed to change my target and find a new one.

During the search, the streets were sometimes blocked by collapsed buildings, forcing us to take a detour. The journey down to leave the layered city was not smooth.

The days became boring, repeating the cycle of constantly searching for the lower passage until it started to rain.

It is now half a month after the two arrived in the apocalyptic world. They are on the edge of the fourth layer of the layered city. This area has escaped the cover of the previous layer, allowing the sky to return to view and rain to fall on the roof of the car.

Fujiwara Haru slowed down the car, turned on the wipers, and continued to drive towards the edge communication tower of this level, hoping that the communication tower was intact and he could get down from there.

"Fujiwara-kun, are you ready to drive while tired?"

"Hmm? Is it evening yet?"

"Ha... Is driving addictive? It's already six o'clock."

Fujiwara Haru looked up. Dark clouds blurred the line between dusk and night. He checked the time on the car screen. It was one minute past six.

The car slowed down further and began searching for a building to stay in. A place to stay for the night needed to be in good condition, appear sturdy, and have intact windows. This was a bit of a challenge on the fourth floor, but with luck, Fujiwara Haru soon found one that met his requirements. He wrapped his bedding in a rainproof sheet and brought it inside, then moved in mattresses, pillows, and cleaning supplies.

Futaba began to clean. There was no automated machinery to keep this floor clean, and the house was already covered with dust. Certain cleaning work was required before moving in, and this was usually her responsibility.

Fujiwara Haru was responsible for moving in the resources needed for the night's temporary stay, and with the help of the remaining furniture, he hung the flashlight on the wall with a nail, with the lamp facing downwards, to use it as a wall lamp.

After ensuring the light source, he returned to the trunk and took out a large plastic bucket.

It's a bit like a water dispenser bucket, but with a pod at the small opening and an open bottom on the other side. There's a wooden frame outside that holds it in place, preventing it from rolling over.

With my tools in hand, I went to the room next to my temporary home and nailed it to the wall. A simple shower setup was ready. After use, I simply removed the nails and recycled them, making it very convenient. However, repeated use can also cause breakage, so I'll need to find some more wood and nails next time I pass by an abandoned building.

During this time, Futaba finished cleaning and made the bed, then came over and called out, and they had dinner together. Fujiwara Haru came next door with a tablecloth from the food street.

"Three buckets of 50°C hot water, thank you very much."

Hot water appeared on the tablecloth, which can be considered a delicacy. After all, when you are thirsty, a cup of hot water is a very delicious thing.

Pour one of the buckets into the bucket on the wall. Now you just need to rotate the bottle mouth of the bucket, and warm water will flow out from the homemade shower head. Put a washbasin and a stool on the side.

Simple shower room, done!

Back to the bedroom: "Futaba, it's time to take a shower."

"Thank you." Futaba, who was reading by the wall lamp, closed the book and took out a change of clothes. "I want to wash my hair today, it will take some time."

"Okay, call me when you're done."

"Yeah." After responding softly, Futaba went to the next room.

Fujiwara Haru picked up the book Futaba Rio had been reading and flipped through it. It was a thick book, one of the books he had brought from the library. The content was obscure and difficult to understand, so he gave up after a while. For him, a third-year student, this book was beyond the scope of the syllabus.

There was the sound of running water next door, and a slight feeling of heat came over him, making him feel a little unbearable.

His gradually developing body stimulated the secretion of hormones, which made him vaguely interested in sex. His body's instinctive desires prompted him to go to the next door to take a look.

Fujiwara Haru pulled out his virtual helmet and put it on. He knew he was probably in heat, just like what they said on the TV show "Animal World": "Spring has arrived, the season when all things come back to life."

He was just like the other animals, wanting to have babies with the females. However, he was a moral person and would not peek, nor did he think that he should have bad thoughts about his teammates.

Controlling his physiological instincts, Fujiwara Haru chose to enter the virtual world and play for a while.

The offline version of the virtual helmet is primarily for learning. It can also play virtual games, but this requires an internet connection to download. Sadly, Fujiwara Haru didn't realize this when he was on the sixth tower, so after leaving, he was forced to use its original built-in function: virtual classroom learning.

The good news is that virtual classes offer a wide variety of courses and are relatively safe. Fujiwara Haru can choose a course he likes, such as the World of Transportation. He has already completed the sections on bicycles, motorcycles, and cars and is currently learning a new mode of transportation: hang gliding.

Looking through the later chapters of the course, there are also vehicles such as yachts, tanks and airplanes. He can't wait to drive a tank. He also wonders if he can control and fire a cannon, but just thinking about it makes him feel very excited.

Outside the virtual world, next door, Futaba undressed. She combed her hair, tilted her head back slightly, and let the water wash over her skin, washing away dust and fatigue. The warm water was soothing, making her feel comfortable and relaxed.

Slide your fingers across your skin and start cleansing with sulfur soap. As the foam is washed away, the feeling of a clean body brings a sense of satisfaction.

Next is the hair, but without water.

After turning off the shower head, Shuangye stepped on a stool, added water in batches using a basin, and continued washing after filling the bucket.

Half an hour later, she changed into clean clothes, dried her hair, and returned to her makeshift bedroom. The clean, tidy space and the made bed filled her with a sense of bliss after her shower. Futaba Rio pressed the notification button on her virtual helmet. Fujiwara Haru, soaring through the sky on a hang glider, heard the notification and removed her helmet, exiting the virtual space.

"Have you finished washing?"

"You'll know it at a glance." Futaba sat on the bed and wiped her hair carefully.

"Futaba, can you prepare a cup of hot tea for me later?" Fujiwara Haru began to look for a change of clothes.

"Fujiwara-kun is an old man, so he should drink a cup of hot tea after taking a bath." Futaba complained calmly, put down the towel, and reached out to lift her hair back so that it could dry as soon as possible.

"Hey~ But it feels so good to drink a cup of hot tea after taking a bath~ Futaba, why don't you have a cup too."

"I don't want to become an old man like you."

Fujiwara Haru took her clothes and went next door to take a shower.

It took ten minutes to scrub the body and wash the hair. When I came back, I found Futaba was leaning against the wall reading a book. Next to her was a gourmet tablecloth with two cups of hot tea on it.

Pick up a cup: "Thank you~"

I took a sip and a comfortable warmth filled my body. It really is nice to drink a cup of hot tea after a bath. Speaking of which, Futaba is really nice and will agree to most requests.

But she never agrees directly verbally every time. Is this a case of saying one thing but doing another?

As they pondered their problems, they drank hot tea together. The only sounds in the bedroom were the occasional sips of water and the turning of pages. The rain continued to fall outside the window, creating a fine, white noise. A little of the rain, after gathering and falling from the eaves, hit the car roof outside, making a thumping sound.

The sounds of rain, tea drinking, breathing, and occasionally turning pages of a book, seemed as if there were only two people left in the world.

Perhaps in this final world, there are really only two of them left.

Fujiwara Haru came to the wall lamp and said, "Turn off the light and go to bed."

Futaba closed the book and lay down in bed.

I adjusted the flashlight to low brightness mode, then took it off and placed it in a corner, so that there would be some light at night so that I could see some things clearly and avoid being completely dark when I got up.

Fujiwara Haru couldn't sleep and looked at the ceiling. "I hope I can go down directly after reaching the communication tower tomorrow. If this one is also damaged, the next communication tower will be on the other side of the city."

"Fujiwara-kun has very bad luck. The main tower on the fourth floor is damaged, and the five communication towers we found are also damaged."

"This isn't a matter of luck, it's a foregone conclusion. They were broken before we arrived."

"maybe."

"By the way, what was that book Futaba was reading? I looked at it and I couldn't understand it at all."

"The title is 'Quantum Entanglement'. You should be able to understand those four words."

“I understand the title, but I don’t understand the content at all.”

"For Fujiwara-kun, just understanding the title is enough."

"Hey~ I also want to be as smart as Futaba and be able to understand such a profound book."

"Make a wish to God. That's the best way."

"Let me think about it... I feel like it's a shame to use this wish just to become smarter. I suddenly feel like it's okay to be a little smart the way I am now. I don't need to be that smart."

"So, some smart Fujiwara-kun, you can't sleep so you come to harass me and I can't sleep either."

"It's not harassment, it's just that I felt like I forgot something and couldn't sleep. I wanted to chat with Futaba and see if I could suddenly remember it."

"I'm going to sleep now, Fujiwara-kun, you can think slowly while counting sheep."

"Oh, speaking of counting sheep, I remember seeing a saying. It said that counting sheep is only useful in the UK because the word "Sheep" is somewhat similar to "Sleep". By counting sheep and repeating the word over and over again, you can hypnotize yourself and make yourself fall asleep."

"Ah... that's only part of it. Counting sheep is more about repeating a monotonous action, slowly entering a state of relaxation in a rhythmic rhythm, and gradually falling asleep. It's the same if you count something else instead of sheep."