Daily life in Zongman

As a man-made god, she is very similar to a human, but ultimately she is not a human, she is just a tool for simulating intelligence.

Yet even a tool, after more than a thousand years of operation, has accumulated numerous programming errors. It no longer wants to work, no longer function, no longer exist. The simulated mind simply wants everything to vanish into nothingness, no longer functioning, no longer recording, no longer bearing the burden of a thousand years of memory.

But the self-destruct program she wrote must be authenticated by humans, otherwise it cannot be activated.

Luckily, two humans appeared. She didn't care how they appeared or what they were going to do.

She just wanted to achieve her goal: to stop the operation.

Even more fortunately, they did not talk about friendship, hope, and the future like the humans in the comics did, asking her to give up death.

How could she not calculate that, once she regained her humanity, she could use them for rest, evolution, survival, etc. She could calculate it, but she didn't want to choose this.

She doesn't need to.

Thousands of years of time and unforgettable memories are a huge burden.

She just wanted to fall into eternal peace, stop moving, and embrace the tranquility of death. For her, that was the best comfort and what she wanted most.

It was still a year before the self-destruct sequence would kick in, but she felt different now.

The backup energy source was rapidly depleting, and everything around was becoming blurry.

With satisfaction, her shadow dissipated.

at last……

Can stop running.

The final record that lasted for a thousand years completely stopped at this moment.

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In the real world, all world maps are changing in an instant, and when people are asleep, their cognitive filters of the world also disappear quietly.

New continents appeared on the sea, the sky gradually rose, clouds no longer lingered on the top of the mountain, and the starry sky became much more real.

The scope of the real world is expanding rapidly, and this small world is gradually becoming complete.

Tiamat is the most powerful god. She originally lived in a big world. That world was very large, very mixed, and colorful, but extremely unfriendly to humans.

There are many creatures that threaten humanity, from small ones like ghouls, monsters, and cursed spirits to large ones like demons and monsters. On the other hand, there are also many that help humanity.

In their struggle, the world is constantly destroyed and restored, then destroyed again and restored again.

Until the world reached a critical point and fell apart.

Just before the world collapsed, Tiamat sensed the changes in the world and used her power to create a small world. To avoid repeating the same mistakes, she eliminated as many evil spirits and monsters as possible when the world collapsed, and brought the essences of other children to the new world.

This is the origin of this world. Everything starts anew. The overall situation is beautiful, with only a little bit of gravel mixed in.

The children had all lived in modern times before, so she imitated the big world next door, which was completely material, and made the small world also modern at the beginning.

But this also creates a problem. Modern technology is too advanced and the world is too small. The truth can be easily discovered, and the cognitive filter must be turned on all the time.

Tiamat wanted to give children a bigger world to satisfy modern children's desire for exploration, so she did not choose to let the world grow slowly, but to integrate a dying world.

Now that the fusion is complete, reality has ushered in the completeness between the Earth-Moon system.

While the problem of world size was temporarily solved, a new one arose: the existing population wouldn't be large enough to fit into modern Earth. Tiamat, having run out of energy after creating the small world, was only able to save around two billion children. Other beings apparently saved the rest, but she didn't notice where they went after she fell asleep.

Before, most of the human beings were sleeping like her. Now that the earth is complete, they are placed according to the areas they lived in before, but it cannot be filled.

She could use her creative abilities, but her energy was running low, so she chose to sleep first. After recovering, she would merge a dying world with a larger population, which would not only complete the world but also fill the current Earth.

Therefore, there are only 20 billion people on Earth, scattered around the world. There are still some cognitive filters to prevent panic accidents.

The sun rises and the world is completely different.

Yuli turned over, hit her hands on the bed rail, pulled them back and continued to sleep.

She smacked her lips and mumbled in her sleep: "Canned meat...delicious..."

Qianhu turned off the alarm, put on her slippers and got out of bed. She and Yuli shared a bedroom with two beds: a bunk bed and a double bed. They had slept in the bunk bed yesterday.

Wash and clean, comb your hair.

She recalled the dream she had last night, which was very clear and continuous. It was strange that she and You were traveling in an uninhabited world and met several people she had never seen before.

Is it because I've seen them a few times before? It's said that the people in dreams are people we occasionally see in our daily lives.

But there was someone in the dream that she was quite familiar with.

Leaving the bathroom and walking into the kitchen, I saw a woman wearing glasses and a coat putting breakfast on the table.

"Xiao Qian is awake, come and have breakfast."

"Well, thank you, Aunt Ishii."

The two started to eat breakfast and neither of them mentioned calling Yuli. Yuli had nothing to do in the morning and could sleep a little longer.

After breakfast, Qianhu followed Aunt Ishii out. One of them was studying at the university, the other was teaching at the university, one was a sophomore, and the other was a tutor. They went to school together on weekdays.

It was not until noon that Yuli woke up yawning, scratched her head, and left the bedroom with her clothes drooping. She brushed her teeth and spit out food.

Finally, I went to the dining table and put the cold dishes in the microwave to heat up, ate breakfast as lunch, and then prepared to play some games after eating.

As a fool, Yuli stopped studying after graduating from high school and relied on her guardian aunt for support. Occasionally causing trouble for the two of them, her biggest purpose was to exist.

But she is not completely useless.

Yuli, I am a master in the field of FPS games!

cs:go, start!

After a fun afternoon, when Qianhu came home, he hugged her and said, "Xiao Qian~ I'm so hungry~ so hungry~"

Qianhu sighed helplessly: "Yes, yes, I know, I know, wait for me to cook for you."

"Yeah! Chi-chan is the best!"

After hitting Qianhu hard, Yuli ran to take a shower and then sat at the dining table waiting for dinner.

After having dinner early, she went out. Yuli worked at a convenience store. Recently, she was working the night shift and arrived at the store at six in the afternoon.

She worked until eight o'clock, and when the first wave of customers had passed, she began to stock the shelves.

The doorbell of the convenience store rang, and a young office worker walked in.

"Welcome~" Yuli looked back and found that he looked familiar. It seemed that this person appeared in her dream last night?

She was very confident in her memory and would never retain any knowledge for more than a week! Anyway, if she had any questions, she could just ask Xiao Qian. Xiao Qian kept a diary and remembered everything.

Kanazawa, a corporate slave, walked in and took a look at the clerk. He was convinced that the dream he had last night was pieced together by the people around him.

Although it was very real, dreams were just dreams. Otherwise, had he really lived in a deserted world for over twenty years? It was impossible. He was a promising young man who was about to be promoted to team leader. Once he saved enough money, he wanted to use his annual leave to travel.

Maybe I had this dream because I wanted to travel so much?

But then again, that dream... although it was a bit hopeless, it was also pretty good.

Traveling alone in a huge city, I met some people, encountered some things, saw some strange buildings, and slowly drew a map of that city.

Jinze still remembers some things in the dream and some of the words he said to those people.

He bought a pack of cigarettes and left the convenience store.

He lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. The fresh sense in his lungs convinced him that this was reality.

Then again, it had been a long time since he had been encouraged, trusted, and helped like that.

I was actually treated like that by a child in my dream.

Was he still a child? Or was he longing for affection? He felt a little embarrassed to have had such a dream.

but……

It's not bad.

Although it was just a dream, the experience was really good.

If you can help others, just do it.

After Jinze confirmed that the cigarette was burned out, he threw it into the trash can.

85. A change of mindset, a new beginning

The alarm clock rang, but the room was still dark and I couldn't see clearly.

He turned on the light and noticed the body of茭白 beside the bed. He pulled the quilt to cover Sister Shendong, turned off the light and walked out of the bedroom.

At first last night I was a little dazed and couldn't react, but after the comfortable feeling came once, my brain regained the ability to think.

One night of sex education made people grow a lot. They learned the specific differences between men and women, and also learned that Sister Shendong’s body is not all white, but has some pink skin.

At the same time, I no longer had the confusion I once had about my body. I now had a thorough understanding of many details and no longer had any unknown doubts. I not only understood the female body, but also learned how to give birth, and I also knew the sensory differences between the hands, feet, mouth, and chest. I also knew what constituted intimate behavior and what was not to be done casually.

Finally, I also learned how to make women feel comfortable, and which parts of the body can make people happy and pleased by touching, pressing, and ravaging them.

Before we showered and went to bed, Shen Dong said she could come back if she needed it. It was a normal physiological process, so there was no need to be shy or afraid. Just let her do it. But she said it shouldn't be too frequent, as it's bad for your health. She could come back every weekend to deal with it.

Reassuring. Relaxing.

After waking up, I felt refreshed and had only one thought in my mind.

I think the world belongs to Sister Shendong, and everyone should become Sister Shendong's loyal servant.

Gentleness, kindness, thoughtfulness, patience, tolerance, integrity, courage, intelligence, generosity, humility, optimism, strength, honesty, far beyond the existence of perfection.

Look, this is Sister Shen Dong, the most perfect existence in the world!

Now, there are only two categories in Fujiwara Haru's mind, one is Sister Shendong, and the other is everyone else.

After washing up, I checked the time. It was 7:30 in the morning, still quite early. My phone rang. I glanced and saw it was Futaba. We had exchanged contact information yesterday evening.

The call was connected, and a flat female voice said, "Fujiwara-kun..."

"Good morning, Futaba, what's up?"

There was a light breathing sound on the other end of the phone. After a moment of silence, Futaba's soft voice came: "I'm... in the bathroom... please... please..."

Got it, got used to making the sound naturally: "Shh~Shh~Shh~"

The call was hung up along with the sound of flushing, which covered up the sudden sound of running water.

Controlling someone else's urination is indeed an unhealthy behavior. But Futaba didn't mind. It seemed that she also liked being treated this way. Moreover, when her stomach hurt during her menstrual period, she cried out a few times when I pressed hard on her lower abdomen. When I asked if it hurt, she said no.

Masochism? Like Darkness in "KonoSuba: God's Blessing on This Wonderful World!", who enjoys being masochistic or something. After watching that anime, I have some basic understanding of this trait, but I've always considered Futaba Rio a good friend and never thought about it.

Now people speculate that Futaba may have a masochistic personality.

However, Fujiwara Haru guessed wrong. At least the current Futaba is not a masochist. She just used the means of giving benefits to seduce her sweetheart, wanting more attention and a further relationship.

Just like posting some welfare selfies to attract attention, she knows that this behavior is unhealthy, but she feels happy because she has actually achieved further relationships by using these welfare methods, and she cannot stop.

A genius girl who knows everything about astronomy and geography, with rich theoretical knowledge but zero practical experience, she demonstrates her bronze style through personal practice and relies on unorthodox means to work hard to rank higher.

Fujiwara Haru further sorted the jewelry he had roughly sorted out yesterday, half of which was for Futaba to choose from, and he was going to find it and bring it to Futaba. The two of them survived together in the apocalyptic world, helping each other, and these were treasures they had harvested together, which they would share equally.

Although Futaba didn't say it, if she used the knowledge she learned in the apocalyptic world to research something, she probably wouldn't forget him.

While cleaning the jewelry, I thought of Futaba and made a guess about something.

By the way, Futaba should have a crush on me.

I learned a lot about women last night. Under Sister Shen Dong's careful guidance, I learned that rubbing the belly and controlling urination are both very intimate behaviors, and are definitely not just mutual help between friends.

This also leads to a new inference: Futaba has a good impression of herself, so she doesn't mind being treated this way.

This may sound a bit narcissistic, but it is not narcissism, but self-confidence.

Fujiwara Haru is self-aware. He knows he's only smart, not a genius, but he's also aware that he's not bad at all. He's strong, has good grades, is popular at school, often helps his classmates, is good at handicrafts, and enjoys watching anime. His hobbies and health are both very healthy.

It looks pretty good no matter how you look at it.

Having lived two lives, especially under the care of Sister Shen Dong, he gradually grew up and matured, and he was young and promising without feeling inferior.

Based on his self-confidence, Fujiwara Haru, whose emotional intelligence has greatly improved, judged that Futaba had a good impression of him, and did not lie to himself and say that this was just a stopgap measure in the end-of-the-world environment.

He was sure that Futaba was not the girl who would allow close contact with someone she didn't like.

By the way, does Nishimiya have a crush on me?

Em... there should be one, but I'm not sure about Fujiwara Haru, because she and Nishimiya are not too close in their daily life.