Digital World: Survival Game Werewolf

Tick~Tick~~Tick~A

quiet and ethereal piano sound sounded, and Xiang Yangsheng looked back to see that the child was playing the piano to his father and his friends.

After playing the song, my father asked the piano master beside him with some pride: "How?" The

piano master paused for a moment and said, "A perfect copy of Maxim's famous song 'Knock on the Door'." Father

of course listened to the master's implicit criticism, and the word "copy" means 0 innovation, 0 emotion, 0 soul.

"Then..."

Without waiting for the father to finish speaking, the master had already walked to the child and sat down, and said to the child: "Do you watch cartoons?"

The child stole a glance at his father, hesitated, but nodded anyway.

"Listen to this cartoon episode." The master said, his fingers beating on the keys.

There was a strange and sad sound, which seemed to be accompanied by shouts and mournful piano sounds.

Subtle, extremely subtle fluctuations seem to be transmitted to the child, whose body resonates extremely subtly with the music.

The master suddenly withdrew a hand, and the child's hand quickly made up, making the whole piece uninterrupted. You can't even tell it's played by two people.

The master withdrew the other hand, and the child quickly added the other hand.

The child is now playing an episode of a cartoon independently.

A moment later, the master actually hummed softly along with the music: "... Because I want to see you and tears welling up in my eyes, everything is the key to the future, the collapsed body feels the bonds, the future cannot be turned back, only born to protect, for me to exist as 'I'..."

At the end of the song, there was a tear in the corner of the master's eye that would fall and not fall, he nodded slightly, and gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand.

All this made the father next to him ecstatic, but he was strong and calm on the surface, but his heart was actually cheering, and he really wanted to shout out loud: "YES! Finally touched this old loach! My son can finally touch this old loach in the performance! He

was so happy that he went crazy, but his father, who was calm on the surface, calmly turned his head and said to the housekeeper next to him: "There is no need to pursue it, and arrange for the young master to watch 10 minutes of cartoons every day." In

fact, his voice was so small that almost only the butler could hear him. The butler recorded the latest instructions of the master in a small book.

But the child suddenly turned his head and said with longing eyes: "1 episode 24 minutes." "

Oh!" The father first learned about an episode of cartoons that was 24 minutes long, and quickly gave the butler a look, and the housekeeper immediately revised the record in the notebook. Then the housekeeper smiled and winked at the child.

The child's face is filled with happy joy.

The father asked respectfully and gracefully, "Master! What was that piece called?

The master paused for a second and said, "Ferrament." The

father nodded and glanced at the butler. Of course, the housekeeper will care, this is the old man can't remember, you have to help remember it yourself, lest the master make a mistake when bragging with people in the future.

"Oh! I also remembered a song! The master suddenly spoke, and then he started playing again.

However, it seems that this piece is completely foreign to children.

The master suddenly stopped playing and asked with some disappointment: "Haven't you seen it?" The

child nodded.

The old man immediately looked at the housekeeper, who quickly took out the remote control, and with a beep, the famous painting on the wall slowly rose, revealing a huge display screen.

The butler asked in a low voice, "Which one?" The

master said, "Fairy tail."

So they watched cartoons together, but my father was obviously not interested, and slowly got up and whispered: "I still have something." The

butler was just about to leave with his father, when his father's hand clapped on his shoulder, signaling him to accompany the young master and the guests.

Although Xiang Yangsheng also wants to watch Fairy Tail with the child and the master, this memory is obviously his father's, and his perspective is forced to be taken away by his father who left.

Behind him came the roar: "Roar of the fire dragon!" "

“YE!" The master and the child erupted into cheers together.

The father snapped his fingers, someone opened the door for him, and he walked out. With the door closing, the bustle of the cartoon and the voices of the children and the master are inaudible.

However, the person who opened the door did not seem to be as caring as the housekeeper, so much so that after taking a few steps, the father needed to turn around and say to him: "Keep up!" This

man followed his father.

After walking for a while, the father suddenly jumped up: "YE! Then the father waved a combination punch into the air, excitedly saying as he swung it: "Win!" Win!

Soon, the father regained his former majesty and elegance, sorted out his clothes, and said coldly to the substitute housekeeper: "You secretly showed the young master cartoons?"

"That day, the physics teacher was sick and didn't come, so..."

I don't pursue it. The father said and turned into another room, and he sat down on the wide sofa, and the substitute butler expertly placed the glass in front of him, just about to pour the wine.

"Nope!"

The substitute butler immediately changed a wine to pour the empty glass.

The father picked up the cup with one hand, waved it vigorously with the other, and a monitor immediately appeared on the wall.

On the screen, a man with a square face and thick eyebrows, wearing a white coat, is frowning and looking at the information.

“HI！" Father greeted.

"Oh! Mr. Yung! Hello, eh, sorry, hehe, we seem to have a little trouble..." The

father ignored his panic and faux pas, and said lightly: "First-class excellent!" "

Hey?"

The father took a sip of wine and said, "That brain-computer chip for my child!" Awesome! "

Oh, I'm just going to say that, maybe a little bit of a hassle."

"300 million more!" The father spoke without hesitation.

"Hey?" The square-faced man was both happy and nervous, and took out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

"Can the trouble you said be solved?"

"Yes! OK! Absolutely! The

father said proudly: "He has made rapid progress in many areas, beyond imagination. It's just that I don't understand, how can he still remember his uncle? The

square-faced man said seriously: "At present, memory is not only in the neurons of the brain, but also in other parts, such as muscle memory that athletes often say." There are also reports of organ transplant patients who have acquired some skills of the original owner after transplantation. The

square-faced man quickly retrieved a piece of information and said: "For example, in this case, the patient does not eat spicy, the original owner of the organ loves to eat spicy, and after transplantation, the patient also loves to eat spicy..."

You can do all this, I care about the next step, the industrialization of brain-computer chips! The

square-faced man panicked and retrieved other information: "There is also a little problem in this regard, we need a rare metal, but it is only found in a small amount of copper-molybdenum associated ore here." However, they have recently restricted exports, so I can't buy the rare metals I need at the moment. The

father nodded: "You will get it." "