"You should send a chapter to remind readers," Shiqi suggested.

Mu Su calmly refused: "I am a well-known writer, and Proud Gu does not allow me to add content that has nothing to do with my work."

"Do you mean that there are more than a dozen chapters of speeches on the main text of the seven chapters?"

Mu Su suddenly turned red and raised his neck and said, "The words of gratitude are not irrelevant! Sentences... can the heartfelt words of famous writers be called irrelevant content!"

In short, Mu Su doesn't want to write about Mu Su Su.

Toshiki's blessing, he didn't write a single chapter of the recitation of his thoughts - a fan of enlightenment.

After waking up, Mu Su fell asleep with the expectation of comments of more than a thousand retweets.

Who doesn't like dreams? It's bizarre and imaginative, without annoying whispers and prayers.

At midnight, Mu Su woke up on time.

The room was flashing with fluorescence from the hologram screen, and the AIC shell was shining with metallic light.

The first thing Mu Su did was to open up social networking with expectations. The increase in fans reached 299, which was a little different from what he imagined, but how much was it.

The first one is 16 forwardings, 35 comments and 96 likes.

The style of comments is completely different from that of imagination.

【Damoclis Carrots: There is such a good thing?】

[Wrinkled cat ball: Ask everyone, is this the author? I just came]

[Personally known as Xiao Faker17: Mu Su I want to talk to you girl]

【Yi Yamian Yi: There is such a good thing?】

[Teacher: I like Mu Susu very much, I want to ask how to make money for the author?]

Mu Su is very greedy for a lot of people.

Mu Su clicked on the profile of [personally known as Xiao Faker17] and looked at the profile, and found that it was a man and turned it off with disgust. He replied to [Send] and then came up with a better idea...

Mars is a planet as huge as a chasm of the rich and poor.

For example, the sea of ​​hourglass.

The bad results of bourgeoisie are fully demonstrated here.

And it is unimaginable that in the 25th century, when energy is inexhaustible, there will be a tragedy of people starving to death in the slums.

The rich live hundreds of stories high and can overlook the coastline and the entire southern highlands. The middle class lives in a complete range of facilities, but the scenery is either not very good or blocked by the building. The bottom floor can only live in old places, and the elevator often fails.

building.

There is another floor below: slums.

People live there in the basement or basement where the sun is not shining, only neon lights are flashing, dark and humid sewage flows across the ground floor or basement.

Many residents can't afford even a dozen credit points of nutritional creams.

The kind Mu Su was deeply touched and wiped the corner of his eyes and transferred 100 million credit points to Shiqi, sending her a message to buy enough nutritional cream for a long time and send it to the slums in the sea of ​​hourglass, so as to ensure that no one starved to death.

Then I found a picture of [a thin little girl snatching food in sewage] and posted it on socializing, and wrote the fabricated content at the end: She is 9 years old, her name is Anna, and the leftovers in the sewer are her food source, and she has been living her whole life

I only had delicious food a few times. The last time she ate it was to fish out the steak that had not changed its flavor in sewage.

If you are willing to give some money, we can add another sewer to make Little Anna eat more.

Finally, add the transfer account and get the delivery!

Mu Su is very unethical, in various senses.

After looking at the incoming box, Dington did not reply to himself, but it showed social online.

Mu Su has enough patience.

Musu doesn't think Dington hates him.

Mu Su is not bragging, he has seen such arrogance a lot - if you really bother me, why don’t you delete it until now?

So he sent another greeting.

As soon as I turned off the social page, the door suddenly opened and the lights in the corridor penetrated into the bedroom, mostly blocked by a contour.

Ishiki, wearing milky white rabbit pajamas, walked into the bedroom.

"AIC, it's time for you to go to bed!" Mu Su turned his head and said seriously.

[Artificial intelligence doesn't need to sleep]

AIC's eyes don't blink.

"But I think you're sleepy." Mu Su bit the stress and Shiqi got closer and closer.

[But I don't think so at all]

There was nothing to hesitate, Mu Su decisively transferred the platform to the tourist channel - a boat sailed by the rippling lake.

Although AIC is not a human being, its existence is like facing its own camera when doing manual work on a laptop, which always makes people feel a bit restrained.

"You feel sleepy and climb up your back." Mu Su whispered. "You will wake up again when I call your name."

The AIC was stunned for several seconds before he gloomy eyes and entered dormant.

Then next...

Mu Su looked at Shiqi with big eyes and blingbling eyes: "Come on! Don't be pity just because I am a beautiful flower-"

“Are you sure you want to donate 100 million survey points?”

Mu Su, who was about to sway Shi Qi's lips with his tongue, was stunned: "That's it?"

"That's it." Shiqi nodded slightly. "I plan to set up a charity fund to arrange this money, and at the same time expand the influence to allow more people to join."

"You make arrangements for yourself." Mu Su didn't want to do anything.

Ishiqi certainly knew this: "About the name of the fund."

"It's still a Qi Qi." Mu Su looked at Shiqi affectionately: "I think you should understand my friendship with you."

Shiqi lowered his eyes and paused for a few seconds, answering Mu Su: "I'm a rename."

"Uh... Then everyone in China has food to eat."

"Good night." Shiqi's voice was still calm and she turned around and left.

"Wait! Do you want to stay? My bed is big and comfortable~"

Mu Su's hint floated from behind.

"I still have work to do. If nothing unexpected happens, you will receive a letter about the foundation establishment tomorrow morning." Shiqi closed the door gently without looking back.

Mu Su was stunned for several seconds before he woke up the AIC unwillingly.

A crisp and pleasant voice sounded: [Oh, I feel that after a while, can the tester No. 0 tell me the current time?]

"Hu...hu..." Mu Su gasped as if he had performed vigorous exercise, raised his head and answered AIC: "Are you awake? Now is the future three hours later."

AIC's pupils flashed. [But why is that boat still there?]

"It broke down." Mu Su didn't want to answer.

Smart AIC, it quickly realizes that entanglement is not important. It has more important things to do.

[Then can I watch cartoons?] It asked.

Mu Su didn't answer, but the holographic screen cut back from the Scenic Channel to the nostalgic animation channel.

[Oh great]

AIC raised his little hand and cheered, sat obediently in the transparent hut to continue watching the animation.

The flashing image made its round body and pupils light and dark, but no one knew that this artificial intelligence was planning some kind of conspiracy at this moment—

[Silly carbon-based creatures, witty AIC conceals the important information of time even if it sleeps, and soon they will become testers of AICs* with high laughter*]

Mu Su looked at AIC who was muttering something strangely: "What did you say?"

AIC's little hand quickly covered his non-existent mouth.
Chapter completed!