Indescribable cyberpunk

Hanging upside down, with his hands on his chest, and his bare feet glued to the ceiling, Zhu Jue looked at the world turned upside down in front of him, feeling very satisfied.

The new ability brought to him by the spider monster is the bristles on the spider legs that can be freely retracted from the skin of his hands and feet.

"Do you think I have become Spider-Man? Well, there seems to be a gap. We can't spin silk, right?"

As he spoke, he opened his hand and waved downwards.

Ouch~

The wind chime squatted under Zhu Jue, looking up at the person hanging on the ceiling. He kicked off his hind legs and jumped up on the spot. He just fell into Zhu Jue's outstretched hand and experienced an inversion. The feeling of the world.

Dong Dong~

"Master, breakfast is ready."

Wendy's voice sounded outside the door. Zhu Jue turned over, put on his coat, and went out in slippers.

"There is news from Rong Xiacheng. A fan of the Indescribable series of videos sent us an email with a video attached. Come down and watch it yourself. The content inside is a bit complicated and you can't explain it clearly through text messages. ."

While eating breakfast, Li Qinglian sent a message on TALK.

"Wendy, if anyone else comes in while I'm away, don't let them see the stone slab."

The smart electronic lock on the door of Zhu Jue's residence has pre-stored the information of three people. Wu Tong and Li Qinglian can both come in when Zhu Jue is not at home. In order to prevent them from accidentally seeing the stone slab and being hurt, it is better to remind those who are always at home. Wendy is better.

"Master, does your slate need maintenance? If it needs daily maintenance, you may need to purchase a set of tools."

Wendy was waiting at the table, looking at Zhu Jue. There was a slight pause between her words, and her body stiffened for a moment after saying these words. There was a complicated flow of data in her eyes, as if she was doing some self-processing. Analyzing or recording something.

It's just that Zhu Jue has been immersed in eating and hasn't noticed Wendy's changes at all.

"No, just leave it like this."

Those ancient murals have been left underground for so long. Maybe the murals above have been severely weathered. If they are broken by maintenance tools, the stone slabs without the paintings are worthless.

"OK."

After getting the answer of rejection, Wendy returned to normal, and her tone no longer hesitated at all.

Zhu Jue's orders are still of the first order to her.

Zhu Jue opened the door and left with the wind chime. Wendy stood at the entrance of the house and watched her master leave. As a bionic housekeeper, it was time for her to start her daily work after her master left.

Clean the residence, make the beds, and clean the bathroom.

The disc-type smart vacuum cleaner moved back and forth on the bedroom floor under Wendy's control. The wind chime usually likes to run around, and its hair naturally falls on the floor, so it needs to be cleaned every day.

After straightening the sheets and standing up again, Wendy looked at the window. The moment she opened the curtains, sunlight entered the bedroom and also fell on Wendy.

"The weather is so nice, why not go out and buy food?"

Wendy thought so, turned around and left the bedroom, and suddenly stopped halfway.

"good weather?"

Bionic humans are equipped with temperature sensors, and they can feel subtle changes in indoor temperature. But how can a temperature sensor define whether environmental changes are good or bad and determine their next action?

Putting down her work, Wendy walked back to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

"Number 187, codename: Wendy, self-test program started, temperature sensing system, command transmission system. Omnic method retrieval. Wrong behavior, system reset is recommended. System reset in progress. Reset completed."

"Blue Wing Machinery Group's bionic steward, number 187, code name: Wendy, will serve you wholeheartedly!"

When Wendy stood up again, the mechanical announcement voice appeared again. Zhu Jue had heard this sentence when he first saw her.

"Self-updating of intelligent machinery is a top priority. First, it is to prevent the intelligent system from getting stuck or lagging after running for a long time, or even unnecessary system garbage that affects the operation of the system. Self-updating can make the system look brand new. The second is to prevent special bugs from appearing in the intelligent system. As for what type of bugs they are."

On the electronic screen in front of the sofa, experts from Blue Wing Machinery Group were talking about intelligent robots.

**

"Hello, masters of Weird Studio. I am a resident of Rongxia City. To be precise, I am a new intern at the Statue Hall. This is my internship certificate. It has my name and citizen ID number on it."

At the beginning of the video, there is a young man sitting on a chair. Behind him is a simple bed and a yellowed stone wall. There are some posters on the wall and two actors hanging from the beam with strings. Colorful masks.

"Why does this look so old? This kind of decoration style is rare even in the old town of Yecheng, right?"

Wu Tong was sitting on the sofa, holding a wooden stick in his mouth, which he had used to eat ice cream. Although the temperature outside was only a few degrees, the room was so hot that he could only wear short sleeves.

"Rongxia City is like this. Because it is a religious city, the architectural style is often antique. It is said that you can still see pavilions and stone arch bridges on both sides of the street. However, the place where he lives is indeed a bit old. You can see in the video The floor, if I read it correctly, it should be floor tiles. He lives on the first floor. Maybe it’s because he rents a house. Being an intern at a statue museum doesn’t sound like a high-paying job.”

She stretched out her hand and clicked on the ground in the video to enlarge it. Li Qinglian had already checked some information about Rong Xiacheng in advance.

The video continues to play.

"What I want to tell you is something that happened recently in the statue hall. A few days ago, when I was painting the statue of a god there, I heard my co-workers say that they once saw the statue's eyes shining brightly. There have been people dying here recently, it seems. It was half a month before I came to this statue hall. I also heard about this from my co-workers. They said that the reason why I, a newbie, got this job was because someone died suddenly, or died in the statue hall, and the construction period could not be kept up. News You may not be able to find it on the Internet, because the museum is currently preparing the big statue of the spring festival. This is a major event every year, and there must be no mistakes, so it is strictly forbidden to spread the matter. But I guarantee that this is definitely true, because I found the dead one. That worker’s photo.”

The young man was holding a 2-inch photo with a red background. It showed a middle-aged man with a simple face. At this time, the young man looked a little nervous. Who would have known that he got this job because his ex died? I feel awkward in my job.

"I know it's meaningless to just talk, so I also attached a copy of the voice I recorded on top of the statue with a recorder in the email. I don't have money to install a camera, so I can only do this. You can listen to it. It definitely works. question!"

At the end of the video, the young man glanced nervously at the window next to him. This video should have been taken at dusk. Some misty sunset light was leaking in from the window, rising and falling, and there was smoke and dust floating in it.

This concludes the video email.

"Is it credible? We are a weird studio that shoots monster videos, not a detective agency. We can't just take a look just because someone died somewhere."

Wu Tong watched the entire video and tended to think that it was the young man's imagination. Perhaps the former co-worker died of a sudden illness, and his successor had heard some weird rumors, plus he was incompetent. It is normal for fans of the famous series of videos to think about this subconsciously.

"Isn't there an audio? Listen to it. Just like what the person in the video said, it's meaningless to just rely on words. You have to provide evidence."

Clicking on the audio in the email, the three of them remained quiet, and Zhu Jue held the wind chime in his arms.

It started with a large amount of noise, probably the sound when the person placed the recorder, and then there was a long period of silence.

"He recorded for 8 hours all night. When will he be able to listen to it?"

Wu Tong glanced at the total time below and said helplessly.

"He seems to have attached a time node in the email. I didn't notice it just now. Maybe it's the node in this audio. I'll click on one to try."

Li Qinglian dragged the mouse to the node at 2:16.

Gada~Gada~

A sound like a hard object gently hitting a stone gradually appeared, followed by another rough rubbing sound.

Gu! Gulu!

After a few seconds of silence, a very low snoring sound suddenly came from the audio. It was not the snoring sound of a person sleeping, but a kind of vomiting sound that seemed to come from the throat when spitting, which was extremely unpleasant.

Ouch~

The wind chime suddenly jumped out of Zhu Jue's arms, lowered his body, and let out a threatening growl.

"Hiss~ What is this sound?"

Wu Tong covered his ears and said in surprise.

"This should be the sound he said he wanted us to listen to. It's really strange. It's not like the sound that ordinary animals can make. Do you want to play it again and listen to it?"

"Hey, no need. Listen to this sound a few times. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night. If you want to listen to it, remember to wear headphones. But then again, this is just a piece of audio. With today's technology, just find someone who understands audio and video production technology. Anyone can make it easily, after all, this is a sound that none of us have heard, and no one knows its authenticity."

This kind of audio could have been easily forged even in Zhu Jue's previous life, let alone now.

"I trust the wind chime's judgment. Its reaction won't lie. If it's just a random roar, it won't make it feel dangerous."

Touching the back of the wind chime, it made obvious alert movements when the sound appeared. Zhu Jue could feel its tension.

Among the three of them, Zhu Jue was always the one who made the decision. Since he chose to believe it, the other two stopped discussing it and began to contact the sender of the video.

"Hey, hello, we are from Weird Studio. What do you mean? Dead?"

Li Qinglian, who had just called back via email, put down her phone and turned to the two people who were looking at her.

"The person who sent us the video is dead!"