don't tease people

Chapter 1

Cuckoo cleared his throat nervously before knocking on the door.

This is her first time as a receptionist.Although judging from the current information, the two visitors from another world she was in charge of did not seem to be difficult to get along with, but accidents could always happen.After all, even if the language is the same, the culture may be completely different. She doesn't know where she will make a taboo and affect the visitor's favor towards her.

She has worked in the clam group for a long time, and she already has a lot of experience in getting along with visitors from another world, but she still feels a lot of pressure when she has to face visitors who have just arrived in this world.

The clam group is the common name of the Exchange Council of Other Worlds. The staff of the council usually call themselves shells, and some people also refer to visitors from other worlds as pearls.The origin of these names is very simple: when the time rift on the central coast of Yueyang Island fluctuates, the coral clumps there will grow wildly like thatch, spread out in the shape of giant clams, and open and close to spit out strange waters that are swept by the turbulence of time and space. World visitors.

No one knows how this space-time rift was formed and how long it has existed.A long time ago, people got used to the turbulent flow of time and space, and they already had a set of procedures for contacting visitors from another world and helping them integrate into this place as soon as possible.Even so, due to cultural differences, friction with visitors from another world is unavoidable.Therefore, the danger of the receptionist position should not be underestimated.But... this is an opportunity to get in close contact with visitors from another world. Who cares about this little danger?

Cuckoo took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

She felt that she was ready, so she raised her hand and wanted to knock on the door.

The moment her hand touched the door, it opened quietly.

The terminal has the function of controlling the room facilities, and Cuckoo is not surprised by it, but she is still a little surprised that the two visitors are so proficient in the application of the terminal in such a short period of time.

Looks like they've gotten used to it pretty well, she thought to herself.

While Cuckoo was still observing the environment in the living room, a teenager came out of the bedroom sleepily.

"Sixteen, don't disturb me..." He rubbed his eyes and yawned again before he noticed the existence of Cuckoo.

He stared blankly at Cuckoo for a while.

"...Ah!" He exclaimed, "Is it today? Are you the receptionist lady? Sorry, I forgot!"

As he spoke, he quickly flicked the terminal on his wrist, changed his clothes, and approached Cuckoo with a smile: "What do you want to drink? Come, sit down wherever you want."

There were sofas and reclining chairs everywhere in the living room, and Cuckoo didn't know where to sit for a while.Seeing the boy pull a soft chair and sit down, she also chose a seat close to the boy.

"You are Biao Shiyi, right?" Cuckoo said with a smile.

"Just call me Eleven." He waved his hand at the time of the watch, "Sixteen, pour me some Coke, thank you!"

"Sixteen is..." Cuckoo looked around, there was no other living thing except the person who was sunk into the sofa on the other side.

As soon as she entered the living room, she noticed the man. Even though he had been silent so far, his presence was so strong that she couldn't ignore it.

"Huh?" As if realizing Cuckoo's probing gaze, the man stood up slightly.

He wears a mask, on which is painted a blue-gold bird with outstretched wings and fluttering feathers.

This pattern is very similar to the blue bird that conveys good news in mythology.

Cuckoo couldn't help feeling fond of him.

The man said with a smile: "I am Zhou Bo. Hello, young lady."

He seemed to find the title "Miss Sister" very interesting, and he pronounced each word long and slowly.

Cuckoo couldn't help blushing.She forced herself to be calm and said, "Hello, my name is Cuckoo, and I am your receptionist."

Although the mother tongues of the two visitors are similar to the common language, there are still differences in individual terms. She wonders if the word "Miss Sister" has any other meanings in the visitor's mother tongue.

After introducing herself, she hesitated and asked again: "Is there anyone else here..."

"Ah? Not anymore." Biao Shiyi opened his big round eyes and asked in confusion, "Why do you ask that?"

"The sixteenth is..." Cuckoo couldn't help but glance at Zhou Bo again.

Zhou Bo had already laid back on the soft sofa without making a sound.With his right leg resting on his left leg, he tapped silently on the armrest of the sofa with his fingers, without responding to Cuckoo's intentions.

Judging by his immobile appearance, it doesn't look like he's about to pour some "Coke" for his watch...

Cuckoo thought silently.

"Ah, Sixteen." Biao Shi shook his finger, "Sixteen is not a human, but AI, artificial intelligence, have you heard of it?"

Cuckoo followed Biao Shiyi's fingertips in confusion and looked up at the ceiling.

The ceiling is empty.

"No, no," Biao Shiyi hurriedly said, "Sixteen has no body, he is... oh, how should I put it... Aren't you a lot of people from different worlds, don't you have a background similar to mine?"

Cuckoo also realized that his actions just now were a bit silly, so he lowered his head in embarrassment.

"I seem to have heard of... robots or something?" She searched for scattered memories in her mind.

"It's about the same..." Biao Shi blinked, and it was clearly written in his eyes: Actually, it's a lot worse, but I don't know how to explain it, so let's just leave it at that.

Cuckoo smiled apologetically.In order to protect the privacy of visitors from another world, she actually has very little information, so it is difficult to make adequate preparations.

"By the way! Let Shiliu talk to you!" Biao Shiyi suddenly said, and he turned to Zhou Bo, "Do you mind if Shiliu says hello to Miss Sister?"

"One word." Zhou Bo said.

So a brisk voice immediately popped out from Biao Shiyi's terminal: "Hi, I'm an AI from sixteen to eleven, and I'll help you pour coke!"

A cup appeared out of thin air, and the brown liquid in the cup was slightly rippling.

Cuckoo reached out to take the cup, and after the terminal scanned it without any problems, she took a sip.

...Well, it's sweet and has a strange taste.

"Is this a specialty of your world?" Cuckoo sighed, "It's really rare among visitors from other worlds to be able to use the terminal to make what you want so quickly."

The terminal is a tool to help strengthen the mental power.As long as the terminal has enough energy and corresponding blueprints, even ordinary people can make anything.However, the control over the blueprints is very strict. Although it is possible to develop it by yourself, it requires a deep understanding of the nature of the production, and few people can do it.

"It's all thanks to Sixteen." Biao Shi waved his hand.

Cuckoo still doesn't know exactly what kind of existence Shiliu is, so he smiled copiously and turned to the topic: "Tomorrow we will start to integrate into the local life schedule, what do you particularly want to know or want to know?" Where to go?"

"Ah..." Biao Shiyi scratched his head in distress, as if he had difficulty choosing, "I don't know anything, I want to know everything..."

"By the way," he thought of something, and pointed out the window, "Why doesn't the moon move?"

The sky outside the window was slightly bright, and the crooked moon was hidden behind thin clouds, barely visible.

Cuckoo was stunned for a moment: "...why does the moon move?"

The clock was even more confused: "Isn't the earth here rotating on its own axis? But there are days and nights... I'll check to see if there are ebbs and flows..."

He fumbled at the terminal.

"Maybe the gods in your world are more lively?" Cuckoo said, "If the moon moves, it can only be the will of the gods."

"God?" Zhou Bo asked from afar.

"The Moon Palace is the residence of the gods." Cuckoo nodded.

"God... what does it do?"

"This..." Cuckoo thought for a while, "Maintaining the order of the world...?"

"So capable?" Zhou Bo's tone seemed ironic.

"...Many visitors from other worlds will doubt the existence of gods." Cuckoo sighed, "I have never seen gods, and maybe no one in this world has seen gods, but for us, gods are supreme and omnipotent .He has been watching us and giving us support, so that we have enough confidence to explore the fog of the future.... I hope you respect our world."

"..." Zhou Bo thought for a while quietly, "I'm going to the Moon Palace."

"What?" Cuckoo was startled.

"Didn't you ask where you want to go?"

"..." Cuckoo was a little angry, "I don't know what you want to do, but the Moon Palace is a sacred place, and people who want to slander the gods will not be tolerated..."

"You misunderstood," Zhou Bo said, "I didn't intend to slander the gods."

"It's just your description of the god's image... I can't help but feel admiration for the god," he said solemnly, with a bit of tenderness in his tone, "I want to be closer to the god."

"..." Cuckoo opened his mouth, unable to speak for a while.

If someone else said that, she might feel that that person was just trying to blaspheme, but for some reason, when Zhou Bo said that, she couldn't feel suspicious...

Maybe it's because he spoke too seriously and gently, so it doesn't look like he has any malicious intentions?

Cuckoo was still hesitating about what to say, but Biao Shiyi interrupted: "Why? Why do you feel admiration after listening to two descriptions?"

Zhou Bo tilted his head: "There is no reason for emotional matters."

Biao Shiyi was even more inexplicable: "Why is there no reason for the relationship?"

Zhou Bo: "...I won't tell you."

"Why not...how did you leave?" Biao Shi watched Zhou Bo stand up and go back to his bedroom, "Miss is still here!"

"You entertain yourself." Zhou Bo said.