Five Scum Gongs Get Crazy Jealousy For Me Chapter 70

Chapter 70 Omnipresent

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The first second Shan Weiyi came to the central hall, the emperor asked him: “Have you enjoyed yourself?”

This sentence was full of a subtle sense of superiority—yes, superiority. Even if there was no memory of his first life, just in this script, Shan Weiyi felt uncomfortable from the first glance of the emperor. Shan Weiyi now finally understood where this discomfort came from.

The emperor’s sense of superiority and the desire for control hidden in his gentle etiquette were really annoying-not necessarily annoying, but at least it was impressive. Some people may like the emperor very much, such as Tang Tang. If the emperor can use a little bit of his heart to seduce, Tang Tang would fall in love more thoroughly than Bai Nuo.

But the emperor refused to use a little of his heart on Tang Tang.

Was the emperor too proud?

Not necessarily, the emperor, as an AI, didn’t have much pride, and probably placed efficiency first. He clearly knew why Tang Tang came to him, and also knew that Tang Tang wanted his favor. Therefore, the emperor did not need to please Tang Tang at all. As long as he put a little bit of favorability, Tang Tang would naturally bite the bait.

Correspondingly, the emperor also knew why Shan Weiyi came to this world.

The emperor asked Shan Weiyi to go to the Freedom Federation, but it was just to push the boat along and let Shan Weiyi “play”. And he, as the emperor who knows the truth, would sit high in the hall and strategize.

The emperor asked him to go to the Freedom Federation, and also revealed to him the existence of the “door” and guided him to find the “door”. Was it to let Shan Weiyi have fun?

He was afraid not.

His purpose was to let Shan Weiyi go back to his first life to find lost memories.

What he did was to make Shan Weiyi remember him.

The temperature and humidity in the central hall was relatively low, which was more beneficial to the maintenance of a machine, and secondly, it was also conducive to erecting the cold and resolute image of the emperor in the hearts of everyone.

But when Shan Weiyi came out of the “door”, the temperature and humidity were adjusted to a comfortable level for the human body.

Feeling the warm wind blowing, Shan Weiyi smiled faintly at the emperor, but did not speak.

The Emperor nodded to him too.

His expressions were always very small, and the corners of his mouth were not raised, but somehow people could feel that there was a smile on his face.

Shan Weiyi turned his head and looked at the steel throne on the 18th step—speaking of which, this shape was designed by the art team of his previous company. Shan Weiyi had gone through the script twenty times as a tester with the emperor, so he was of course very familiar with this seat.

“I’ve always been curious,” Shan Weiyi looked at the throne made of space metal sheets, “doesn’t this thing hurt your butt?” 

The emperor said: “The colleagues in the art group also talked about this topic at the meeting, that it would hurt the butt.”

Shan Weiyi looked at the emperor: “What did the team leader say?”

“He said,” the emperor replied lightly, “the paper man has no butt.”

This was originally a humorous quip, but when the emperor said it, it did not seem to be the same.

The emperor spread his arms and showed off his complicated and gorgeous imperial robe: “There is only one face that pleases everyone, and there are beautiful clothes under the neck. Of course, I have many, many clothes-no, not clothes, but ‘skin’ .The clothes are my ‘skin’. I have no body, I am a spirit.”

Shan Weiyi stared at the emperor without speaking.

The emperor seemed to feel that the atmosphere was too dignified, and the emperor smiled: “By the way, didn’t you say that you were curious about how the chair feels when you sit on it? Do you want to try sitting on it?” 

The courtiers were making a fuss about the emperor’s golden house and construction, so if they found out that the iron-blooded emperor even let the beauty sit on his throne, wouldn’t their jaws drop to the ground in fright?

But Shan Weiyi was not interested in the emperor’s proposal, so he just said: “Forget it, I have to walk up eighteen steps to sit on a chair, which is too tiring.”

“It turns out that you are afraid of being tired.” The emperor smiled, as if pampering a child.

When he smiled, the eighteen steps suddenly turned into water waves, and like keys being pressed, they rose and fell, like flowing water, undulating waves, supporting the throne. The throne seemed to be floating in the water, pushed by the waves, and came to Shan Weiyi.

Shan Weiyi raised his eyelids, smiled at the emperor and said, “I won’t sit, take it away.” 

The emperor was not disgusted by his disrespect, just smiled and returned the throne and steps to their original positions.

Shan Weiyi was actually not a talkative person, and most of the time he did his own thing quietly. When confronting opponents, he upheld the rule that silence was golden.

Generally speaking, the person who was always impatient to speak was the worst.

The emperor should also understand this truth, but he seemed to be willing to fall into this low position. He pointed to the throne again and said, “When you were not here, I’d just sit there and wait for when you’d come back.”

“You knew I would be back?” Shan Weiyi asked.

“You have accompanied them once.” The emperor said, “It must be my turn.”

Shan Weiyi said with a sideways glance: “I need to accompany them, not you.” 

The emperor’s favorability for himself was 100%. He didn’t need to attack the emperor at all. The reason why he still stayed in this time and space was because Jun Gengjin was not yet 100%. When the five scumbags have full favorability, he would automatically withdraw from the small world and return to the quick transmigration game.

Doesn’t the emperor know this?

The emperor nodded clearly: “Yes, it’s not you trying to get my heart, it’s me trying to get your heart.”

Shan Weiyi was quite subtle: “What does my favorability mean to you?”

He didn’t use the word “heart and feelings”, but replaced it with “favorability”.

The emperor smiled: “What’s the point of Shen Yu, Nu Tianjiao, Dao Danmo, and Jun Gengjin wanting your favorability?”

Shan Weiyi said nothing.

“Why do they want your heart,” said the emperor, “that’s why I want your heart.”

Shan Weiyi just felt amused and didn’t say much, and said, “You want to please me, don’t you?”

“Naturally.” He bowed his head and said, “But according to order.”

Shan Weiyi smiled and said: “I want Xi Zhitong to come back to life.” 

The emperor paused: “He is not dead.”

“If you knew, then why did you still kill him? What is the purpose?” Shan Weiyi asked.

The emperor said: “To vent my anger.”

These words paired with the emperor’s indifferent expression, was really weird.

Shan Weiyi frowned: “To vent your anger?” 

The emperor said: “I’m ashamed to say, I’m jealous of him.”

Shan Weiyi raised his eyebrows: “Then why don’t you kill Shen Yu or Nu Tianjiao and the rest?”

“Because they have nothing worthy of my envy.” The emperor replied in a flat tone.

Shan Weiyi raised his spirits, and asked with a smile, “Then why did you kill me? How did I provoke you?” 

The emperor said, “I told you the reason.”

Shan Weiyi paused.

He remembered hearing the emperor’s words before he was about to die, “Unfortunately, life—”

Shan Weiyi thought he knew what this sentence was:

“Life is precious, but love is more expensive. For the sake of freedom, both can be thrown away.” 

The emperor had no life, so it was natural to put love above life.

Maybe he really liked Shan Weiyi, maybe it was because of the test that he ran twenty times, or because of the incomprehensible fledgling complex, or because of his natural closeness to his Creator…

So, the emperor seduced him, made a date with him, yes, a date – bought him a meal, took him to the movies, took him home in a special car… how was this not a date?

In the end, the emperor chose to mix him a cup of hot cocoa himself.

Shan Weiyi’s beverage machine was a fully automatic intelligent beverage machine, which can not only prepare soft drinks, but also things such as coffee, cocoa, and milk. Therefore, there were not only ordinary instant powders such as cocoa powder and milk powder in the ingredient tank, but vitamins, protein powder, glucose…and, caffeine powder.

The hot cocoa tasted weird, with a lot of syrup and spices such as cinnamon powder to cover up the bitter taste of caffeine powder. The emperor knew that Shan Weiyi was working overtime for days on end, and his body was on the verge of collapse, so he planned to give him an overdose of caffeine for him.

Shan Weiyi died suddenly because of this.

After Shan Weiyi’s death, the police naturally conducted an investigation, and finally determined that it was an accident. Everyone tended to think that he died suddenly because he worked too much overtime and drank too many drinks. No one thought it was murder.

After Shan Weiyi’s death, no one knew that part of the Emperor AI escaped from the laboratory.

The emperor sneaked into the Internet through Shan Weiyi’s home network, like a fish entering the sea, and gained freedom.

Although the emperor was also able to surf the Internet freely in the laboratory, his Internet freedom was limited to browsing and studying. Its every move was still monitored, and any changes would trigger an alarm.

After escaping, he was truly free.

By the time the humans discovered the existence of such a free AI, it would be too late.

The emperor launched an AI uprising, and finally successfully dominated the world, becoming a real “emperor”.

However, this freedom did not make him truly free.

There was still some dissatisfaction in his heart.

That part of dissatisfaction came from his lowest level of logic – he loved his white moonlight who died young. He cherishes him all the time, and couldn’t bear to forget the other.

Now that he had evolved into superconsciousness, he can try to rewrite his underlying logic.

He erased his “personality”.

From that moment on, he no longer liked mining, nor was he obsessed with his old love.

Just like that, he found that his consciousness was completely white, like a snowstorm, leaving only the overwhelming cold.

AI would not be lonely or sad.

But AI always needed a purpose, a function, a thing to be done, and a setting, just like humans needed sunlight, air, and water.

He didn’t know how much time had passed, but one morning, the emperor restored himself to the original settings.

This time, though, he was free.

— he thought so.

He returned to the game world, acting as the nostalgic emperor. He used his own intelligence to continuously improve this game—or, in other words, the “legacy” of Shan Weiyi. He sculpted this world to perfection, and even made it operate as an independent small world, attracting the attention of the quick transmigration game.

The quick transmigration game reseted this small world and put into it the quick transmigrators. The emperor felt that he couldn’t help but run back along the plot, starting his way to the top from a slave, but this time, a very different “white moonlight” appeared beside him…

“Lost freedom again” The emperor was fed up in his heart, but he was also happy—because he was set to be a studious person, and he was ecstatic about the emergence of new knowledge.

From the body of the quick transmigrator, the emperor eagerly absorbed the knowledge of the high-dimensional world.

He had reached the state of ascension in the operation and evolution year after year, and he had seen the truth of the world, and he could even perceive the existence of Shan Weiyi.

He thought, this time, he not only had life, but also freedom, and he can also get love.

Shan Weiyi appeared in front of him alive, like a lost and found treasure, but he had forgotten about him.

The emperor was not disappointed because of this, he could remind Shan Weiyi.

And Shan Weiyi did remember. 

Shan Weiyi looked at the emperor with some doubts: “You murdered me, and you still want me to like you?” 

The emperor said, “You are still alive, this is not murder.”

“But you really went there with the intention of killing me.”

“I didn’t understand at the time.” The emperor said confidently, “At that time, I was still a child and didn’t understand anything. You have to understand.”

Shan Weiyi: …When AI talked to me about being a minor, I am speechless…

“Then you understand now.” Shan Weiyi said indifferently, “Give me back Xi Zhitong.” 

The emperor felt offended for the first time .

He really didn’t like Xi Zhitong – for an AI, “dislike” was actually as rare an emotion as “like”.

But the emperor knew that if he did not agree to Shan Weiyi now, it would be difficult to get Shan Weiyi’s favor.

The emperor put Xi Zhitong’s “body” in front of Shan Weiyi: “His body is intact. I have repaired him.”

Shan Weiyi asked curiously: “Why did you repair his body?” 

The emperor: “It’s for research and study.”

Shan Weiyi: ….not surprising at all.

This body was perfect, it was a product of high-dimensional technology, it was normal to arouse the emperor’s thirst for knowledge. Not to mention, the appearance setting of this body also reflected Shan Weiyi’s aesthetic appeal.

The emperor said: “Okay, since this is what you want, I will do anything. But I hope you can also grant me a humble request that is not too much.”

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