Simon: Just kill me already!
Damn it, why?!
I already said I had no thoughts, and that's not objective? Do I have to say something or other to be objective? Then subjectivity is having no thoughts! Could it be that I subconsciously have thoughts, and I can't lie?
Simon found that he really wasn't talented enough; at least he couldn't understand the potential evaluation criteria for this task.
"Thank you for your answer. The interview is over. We'll see each other again if there's a chance. I wish you a pleasant life."
Simon stared blankly until the projection screen turned blue again, with a prompt in the middle saying "Signal not connected."
Shao Zhanqing walked in from outside the classroom, his face glowing with health. He patted Simon's shoulder. "Well done."
Simon nodded mechanically, flashing a programmed, brilliant smile.
When he returned to the classroom, the afternoon study hall had just ended. His classmates were making noise again. As soon as Simon entered, several people gathered around to ask him how the interview felt. Simon just said it was boring.
He emphasized repeatedly that it was truly boring, so everyone gradually became indifferent to the interview, dispersed, and went back to playing games.
Simon suddenly missed the AI pet he had raised. It died too quickly, so much so that he hadn't even had time to develop feelings for it.
Su Xiangli ran over and punched him straight in the stomach, a light punch, of course, like a kitten jumping from the back of a sofa onto an upturned belly.
Simon let out a grunt, making a pained expression. The little girl was smug, hands on her hips. "You bad guy! You didn't invite me to such a fun thing!"
"Weren't you in afternoon study hall? Did you learn anything?" Simon stopped pretending and began to change the subject.
"I memorized two ancient poems and did a math test."
Simon gave a thumbs-up. "As expected of you."
Su Xiangli let out a long, happy cackle, laughing like a duck.
Simon took out the specimen room key from his pocket. "I got this. Now we can go exploring."
Su Xiangli covered her face, looking as if she was about to faint from happiness. "Double blessings! What a blessed day!"
Simon cupped her little face in his hands. "Hey, hey, hey, it's clearly my credit, how did that instant noodle win?"
Su Xiangli was dizzy. "You are my instant noodle…"
Simon pulled his hand back as if he'd been electrocuted. "What are you saying, ugh." He was uncharacteristically a little embarrassed. How long had it been since anyone said sweet nothings to him? Although she was a little girl who didn't understand anything, it was still very interesting.
Su Xiangli looked bewildered. "What did I say? Hehe, you rascal, you look like you're blushing."
Simon narrowed his eyes, utterly entranced. He remembered everything that had just happened clearly and wouldn't forget it. He had to admit, this lifetime, he was quite popular with little girls!
"What are you grinning about?"
Simon coughed twice, covering up his little joy. "It's nothing, it's nothing. Next Monday's afternoon study hall, we'll meet at the experimental building."
"Got it!"
...
When he returned home, Sun Hui happily waved to Simon. Her phone was playing a video, which was Simon's interview from noon.
"Kang Kang is so amazing! He's truly my son! What do you want to eat tonight? Mom will have my brother make it for you."
Simon rubbed his belly. "Whatever Mom says to eat, I'll eat."
Listen, listen, look, look, this is the art of language!
Simon felt that his cultivation these days was getting better and better. He would no longer say subjective things. Ah, that's right. Citizens of the new era must be objective in their dealings.
Sun Hui smiled and poked Simon's head with her finger. "Such a sweet talker! Not at all like your father. He's so clumsy; he hasn't said two nice words to me in all these years. You little rascal, you'll definitely be liked by many girls in the future."
Simon hugged his mother's leg. "Mom is the most beautiful! Mom is the best mom in the world!"
Sun Hui was so happy that she picked up her son and spun him around. In a fleeting moment of rotation, the world in her eyes blurred, while Simon, wide-eyed, clearly watched his mother Sun Hui's face.
Her typically well-maintained, delicate modern skin exuded a healthy, rosy glow. His mother's eyes were large and curved, concealing a lyrical, starlit color and a surging, flowing, sincere love. Just gazing at them could light up a tired heart. She truly was a beauty, no wonder she could give birth to a handsome man like me, Simon!
Sun Hui looked at her son's dazed expression, then suddenly chuckled, even happier. "Just now I said you weren't like your dad, but now it seems you really are his son. Even your zoning out is exactly the same."
...
The Four Heavenly Kings of the Competition Group gathered at the entrance of the experimental building.
Simon checked the time, 11:54 AM, afternoon study hall time. "Ahem, attention, everyone."
His companions puffed out their chests and held their heads high.
"This specimen room adventure, our time is very tight, and the task is arduous, but I believe that with the efforts of all members, we will definitely achieve an excellent result!"
"Understood!" x 3
"Let's go!"
Simon took the lead, striding confidently through the main door.
The experimental building was always dimly lit, with long, narrow, and deep corridors, naturally a breeding ground for horror. As his companions walked, they told ghost stories and campus urban legends: classrooms with lights on in the middle of the night, a white face floating outside a fourth-floor window, drawers that swallowed erasers, and biochemical labs under the playground, and so on.
The experimental building was even more a hub for urban legends, such as babies preserved in formaldehyde, and skeletal specimens in the corner. Simon didn't know how these little rascals knew so many chilling rumors.
Third floor, after going up the stairs and turning right, the third door, the specimen room, was there.
The Four Heavenly Kings looked at each other.
Meng Qijun shivered. "Forget it, let's go, okay?"
Su Xiangli unconsciously leaned against Simon, but her words were firm. "Small potatoes, don't panic! Simon, go, open the door!"
Yu Fei just kept rubbing his hands.
Simon took out the key, a small electronic magnetic card. He touched it to the dusty alloy door lock, and a 'drip' sound rang out, followed by a series of clanking mechanical sounds from inside the door.
Click, the door opened, revealing a slight gap.
Cold air eagerly rushed out from the crack in the door, like a malevolent spirit stealing body heat, and the four little ones shivered in unison.
Meng Qijun suddenly shrieked and ran off, not looking back no matter how much they called her.
Su Xiangli stammered, "I'll go find her, I'll be right back!"
She also left.
The two little men remained. Simon rubbed his arms, feeling a bit cold. He pushed the door open and entered the room. The lights automatically sensed their presence and turned on, casting a thin layer of withered yellow light. Tall shelves filled the specimen room, giving a strange impression of being in a library.
There weren't any complicated instruments here. At the end of the room was a computer with a scanner; the rest were all display cabinets.
The air was cold and dry, without dust. A faint smell of formaldehyde and decay permeated the space.
Yu Fei followed Simon in, curiously looking around. The shelves were mostly filled with insect specimens, colorful but not at all exciting.
He said disappointedly, "There's nothing here."
Simon grunted in response, then began to explore on his own.
Indeed, it was mostly insects. There were also some small mammal specimens, some skeletal, some immersed, and some plastinated.
Simon walked for a long time before finally encountering a human specimen.
These plastinated specimens retained flesh and looked very realistic. One was covered by a black cloth. He bravely pulled the cloth off, and the specimen inside suddenly raised its hand and placed it on Simon's shoulder.
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