I looked at Zhu Qingyun angrily, wiped my hands with a towel, and said:

"I used to think that you were just a person who was calmer and slow to react to feelings, and finally had a flesh-and-blood heart in his heart, but now it seems that you and I don't have a common language at all."

"Is that right?" Zhu Qingyun seemed to care nothing. "In my opinion, your sensual components are higher than those of ordinary men, and your language style, behavioral habits and emotional tendencies are more like women."

The knife and fork in my hand fell to the ground, and I couldn't help but say angrily:

"Are you talking about me sissy?"

Zhu Qingyun just chewed the food in his mouth silently and didn't say anything.

After that, he and I remained silent for about three full hours.

During these three hours, I drank two bottles of Lafite, and then sat opposite Zhu Qingyun. By the way, I looked at Wang Baoyu, who was dancing a crappy and funny dance with two women wearing translucent short skirts on the ceiling. He looked at him with red face and shouted excitedly under the stimulation of morphine in his brain. In the end, he even took off his miscellaneous jacket, revealing a pair of muscles that were actually quite symmetrical and strong, hugging a woman with a long haired face as white as soap, dancing around. The people around seemed to be quite interested in Wang Baoyu, a newcomer with a strange appearance and their appearance. There were actually quite a few women dancing with him.

During the rest period, this rude man would also smile and tilt his mouth to step down from the stage to drink some cold drinks, and then chatter to me about his romantic encounter in these three hours.

"Hey, brother, the women here are so interesting. They all take the initiative. They actually like to dance with me and say I am cute. They all like to watch my Shaolin Kung Fu. Hey, Boss, I found myself so charming for the first time. Haha, so interesting. Three other women asked me to have sex with me. Boss, what do you mean by shooting?"

I rolled my eyes at Wang Baoyu, and ignored his words to myself, but lie on my head.

Not long after Wang Baoyu walked back into the dancing crowd, Lou Biyue also came back. She held several thin long ropes in her hand, and the rope extended upwards, and various handbags were tied to one end. These handbags actually floated in the air like balloons, so that no matter how many heavy objects the handbag was contained, the owner would not be tired.

Lou Biyue sat down next to me and said happily:

"I went shopping in the city, and I bought a lot of things I always wanted to buy, hehe. It's great to have money." As he said that, Lou Biyue showed me all the goods she received after returning from visiting the city.

"Diorissimo's limited edition women's bags... Alma series, Lily's new bags... I'm in autumn and winter high heels, and Armani dresses... LV sweaters... Fendi perfume... And this, Prada, Dior's, Hermes, Chanel, LV, Tiffany, Gucci, Hennessy's... By the way, I also customized a space ship and a European-style villa by the sea..." Lou Biyue tirelessly told her gains. The more she ended up, the more she was overjoyed.

I sighed leisurely and looked at Lou Biyue, and said seriously:

"Haha, Miss Biyue, you really bought a lot of luxury goods. These things are indeed something that cost a little money in our era, but let me tell you, the things you buy are the things of nouveau riche. Only those second-rate rich people who have eaten enough of their poor life and have worked hard to go to the upper class will value them. To be honest, in the eyes of the truly top aristocratic elite, they are just jokes."

Lou Bi looked down on the moon, and looked at me with an unhappy face, saying:

"What are you talking about? Are you a nobleman?"

I played with the goblet in my hand and said with a smile:

"I would like to remind you, Miss Lou Biyue, a real noble never says that he is a noble. Putting the title of aristocrat on his head in front of others is the most childish and ridiculous behavior. People who say that they are aristocrats will definitely not be a noble, at best, they are nouveau riche who pretends to be a noble. Just like you are a king or a prince, do you still need to emphasize your identity in front of others? Do you think it is a third-rate costume drama?"

I grabbed Lou Biyue's handbag, looked at it twice, and said with a smile:

"It is indeed a good quality handbag, but it is just a mass-produced product. Let me tell you, the more you like luxury brands, the more vulgar people are. Just like abalone, you eat abalone every day and eat bird's nest, which ensures that you will get fat and bloated within a month, and you will have to get angry and bleeding. The real nobles no longer care about luxury and dazzlingness. Most of them have never worn things with more than four digits. They have no idea about famous brands, and they are even responsible for buying famous brands and refueling cars. Many young men don't even know what famous brands are. The real high-ranking people will not eat anything that looks like a dish like a Huating Banquet. They may even eat very ordinary, but they are definitely very good at eating.

It is important that they may not drink Dahongpao. Even if it is the most ordinary cup of Longjing, they will definitely choose the picking time point, which is closest to the Qingming Festival. Even if it is the water for tea, it needs to be filtered and boiled three times. The food they eat may not look so refined but is just an ordinary variety, but they definitely value the origin, the growth cycle, the soil quality, its nutritional combination, the value of the chefs who cook, the accuracy of processing skills, and the connotation culture and table etiquette... These are what the nobles value, and only look at the value of the food itself, which is just the hungry wolf with the least connotation culture. By the way, the word hungry wolf is specifically used in the aristocratic circle to describe those rising stars who try to decorate their luxury goods with a little savings and don’t know how to stop."

"Hahaha," Lou Biyue hugged her chest and laughed three times, "Do you understand the inside story of the nobles? According to your statement, you still know so many famous brands. It seems that you are not a nobleman either?"

I pursed my lips and smiled, and said:

"Whatever you think, but if you don't know some luxury goods and famous brands, how can you hook up with girls who are staring at luxury goods? Miss Lou Biyue? By the way, ordinary young men will not be like me. The real aristocratic etiquette and behavior are not the unruly and unruly all-round on TV. The training of real aristocratic etiquette will definitely not be easier than the service manner training of banks and top hotels, and it can even be compared with the training of military killers and actors. The world-famous aristocratic school is not there.

It is for you to see. In this world where the dynasty is a farmer and the world is a world where the emperor is a son of the dynasty, no one is born aristocrat, all of which are from melon fields and farmlands. The real aristocrats are cultivated and intoxicated. How to speak, behave, laugh, show expressions, do the standing posture of the eight-character feet, and make gestures, you must receive rigorous training from childhood, so that you can integrate into your heart and soul into a temperament. Those who only see the noble's glamorous appearance but cannot see the various investments behind it are definitely just a rustic bull standing outside the aristocratic wall."

Lou Biyue bulged her face, her cheeks flushed, and she raised her legs and looked at me and said:

"Okay, you are educated and well-educated, okay? I'm just a vulgar woman who likes vulgar rouge powder, okay? And I'll remind you again, your aristocratic etiquette and aristocratic status are useless in this world. No one is short of money than you, and others have them, Humph, what are you?"

"Is that right... I dreamed of life and death. Don't be vain with the tide. Success or failure will be settled, and all the hardships and happiness will be restored." I started to recite gently, which immediately attracted the attention of the women around me who were drinking.

"Friend, did you write your own poem just now?" A woman in a windbreaker walked up with interest and said.

"Yes. I haven't heard of it before?" I said with a smile.

"Yes, I really have never heard of it. You can also write Chinese poetry. I heard that this is a kind of cultural art in China on the ancient earth." The woman said excitedly.

"Of course you won't hear it, because this is made up by me myself. The number of Chinese characters is about 4,000, and a four-line and seven-character poem has twenty-eight words. Then, in the world, there can be four-character poems alone, the world can have four-character poems of the twenty-eighth power. If it is a length like the Song of Everlasting Sorrow, it can be combined by four-thousand eight-hundred and forty-one powers of the power of the 4,000, not to mention that every word, every word, and every sentence in the poem needs to be defined and commented, which requires longer sentences, and other sentences are required... If you deduce this way, it can be said that it is infinite. No matter how many universes you search, you can't find a repeated poem. Even if you find it, different definitions can make a poem different.

Moreover, I am talking about poetry. If it is a lyric, a song, a literary novel? How should you calculate the combinations that can be possessed? One more space means countless combinations. The world of literature is much larger than science. This is the charm of art, this is culture. Do you know, Miss Lou Biyue, even if I am penniless in material things, the real aristocrats never increase their connotation by brands created by others. The greatest part of the aristocrats is like the careme wine created by Sophleirothschild in 1986 to celebrate Prince Andrew and Duchess of York. The real aristocrats are created by themselves, not by others' works!”

After saying that, I looked at Lou Biyue specifically, and she looked at me with a slightly contemptuous and meditative look. Finally, she ended with a sneering voice.

"You said I was right, alien boy?" I said with great interest from Lou Biyue's face. My love for poetry is my greatest source of confidence.

"The Law of Intellectual Mechanics." In the face of my words, Zhu Qingyun said only, "The infinite stacking and increase of complexity still does not escape the category of mathematics."

Zhu Qingyun's words made me feel like I was stuck in my throat, and my passion was extinguished in an instant, while Lou Biyue couldn't help laughing.

Looking at Zhu Qingyun's face with a look of course, I couldn't help feeling a little bored. I couldn't help but say:

"Can't you satisfy my vanity? Speaking of which, you've been doing the Buddha statue for several hours. Is it interesting to watch that countryman dance a slap dance?"

Zhu Qingyun withdrew his gaze from the stage beside him and looked at me and said:

“There is something doubtful.”

I frowned:

"Here comes again, what doubts did you find?"

Zhu Qingyun calmly pushed the glasses frame and said:

"Since we entered the hotel, the dancers in the dance hall danced for at least four hours. It is not reasonable to have such a long period of time without interrupting rest and sleep exhaustion without causing fatigue in the body and brain."

At this time, the pretty woman who came to admire my poem said with a smile:

"It seems that you are also an amnesia. Have you not even had a brain switching operation?"

"Brain switching surgery? What is that?" Zhu Qingyun and I looked at the woman who was talking at the same time.

"It is a device that separates the left and right brains. It's like a dolphin, but it's different from a dolphin. In short, people only use half of the brain when entertainment, and most of the functional areas of the other half of the brain are sleepy, so that people can keep entertaining forever and never need to sleep or rest. So this Sodom is a sleepless city and a paradise forever happiness."

Hearing the woman's words, Zhu Qingyun suddenly stood up, and even I expected the speed.

"Is there a question: Does Odin, the urban management system responsible for monitoring the human brain, also switch the operation mode?" Zhu Qingyun asked suddenly. "Otherwise the system will be in operation state without interrupting the machine to rest. The Odin system will increase its program operation load, and may even lead to conflicts between self-repair and operation programs that cannot be executed, and eventually lead to the accumulation of bugs within the program."

The woman smiled and said:

"Of course, in fact, Odin is not a system, but two systems, but the two systems do not work at the same time. Instead, they switch to work. When one system works, the other system will enter sleep and prune state. The two switching time is midnight, which is also the dividing point between today and tomorrow. By the way, the most interesting scene in Sodom is the scene of alternating sun and moon appearing over Sodom city at midnight. That scene is a sign of switching between Odin's system. The sun and the moon are two Odin systems respectively."

"Where is the place where the sun and the moon rise?" Zhu Qingyun asked almost without hesitation.

"Not necessarily, the location where the sun and the moon rise every day is different. Because the Odin system is not fixed," the woman said, "it revolves around the city of Sodom according to certain rules."

"I understand." Zhu Qingyun suddenly stood up straight and said calmly, "The last secret key has been obtained. The unfinished part of the plan has begun to be implemented."

After saying that, Zhu Qingyun's eyes actually flashed with excitement that I had never seen before.

I looked at Zhu Qingyun with suspicion and asked in confusion:

"You didn't speak human words before, but now I still don't understand them. Alien guy, what do you understand?"

Zhu Qingyun didn't look at me, but just asked the woman:

"How many specific coordinates are there from the local center of the amnestic?"

"If you use the instantaneous transmission device, you can directly transmit it."

Zhu Qingyun said lightly:

"Is it...no time left." Then he turned to look at me and said:

"I'm leaving," said Zhu Qingyun, suddenly stood up straight and paused. He looked at me and said, "When we meet next time, I will remind me not to leave the amnestic center for ten minutes."

After speaking, Zhu Qingyun actually ran out quickly towards the hotel exit.

I stood up in surprise, but at this moment, an emergency alarm suddenly sounded in the hotel:

"Alarm! Alarm! Reactionaries were discovered, and now the city guards were sent to start arresting the whole city. Please cooperate actively!" As he said that, the entire hotel was instantly dyed blood red. The next second, I saw countless men wearing black clothes and black pants and black sunglasses instantly teleported to the door of the hotel, blocking Zhu Qingyun's way. Every man in black was wearing a very personalized revolver.

The number of people in black who came was seven. What's strange is that the faces and figures of these seven people were exactly the same. I don't know if it was artificial intelligence.

At the first glance of seeing Zhu Qingyun, the men in black surrounded Zhu Qingyun and quickly pulled out the revolver with Gothic-style carved patterns on their waists and pointed them at Zhu Qingyun.

Zhu Qingyun, who expected something bad, hurriedly turned around, but it was too late. Seven revolvers fired at the same time, and no bullets were shot out. Instead, the strange foam-like transparent mucosa shot out. The moment the mucosa shot on Zhu Qingyun's body, Zhu Qingyun's body was quickly wrapped in. No matter how Zhu Qingyun waved his hands, he could not escape the strange bubble that restricted his movements.

"Hey, what are you... doing to him? What's wrong with him?" I stepped forward and asked after a few steps. I looked at Zhu Qingyun who was gradually locked into the ball, and then looked at the men in black, and wanted to stop.

"Because Odin captured that the citizen No5453444338 had a strong criminal tendency to think before forcibly cutting off the link between the brain network and Odin, in order to maintain Sodom's order and the happiness of all citizens, we will delete all his memories today. At the same time, in order to prevent him from hurting others, the memories of the people he knows will also be deleted. Thank you for your cooperation." A man in black stepped forward one step, bowed deeply to me, and explained.

"Delete Zhu Qingyun's memory? Where does he have a tendency to commit crime? Wait..." Just as I listened to the black-clad law enforcement officers in a daze, Zhu Qingyun's body was gradually absorbed by transparent bubbles, just like a victim who fell into the deep sea. I was stunned to see that Zhu Qingyun's never-expressive face showed a hint of reluctance.

Then I saw a slight current rushing from the surface of the transparent bubble, surrounding Zhu Qingyun. Zhu Qingyun began to tremble. Although there was still no obvious painful expression on his face and no shouting, I could still feel that Zhu Qingyun was feeling the painful process of deprivation of his memory.

Deleting memories... means that today's day, Zhu Qingyun's acquaintance and our experience... are all reset to zero?

"Hey, don't do this! He has no motive for crime!" I finally raised my momentum and walked forward a few steps, trying to pull Zhu Qingyun back, but was blocked by two men in black.

"Please stop, sir. Odin's calculation will never make any mistakes." A man in black who stopped me said coldly.

I looked at the two men in black in front of me, as well as the black muzzle of the revolver in their hands, and finally looked at Zhu Qingyun behind me.

Zhu Qingyun's face was pale, and even his eyes were turning pale. I saw his facial nerves twitching. At the last moment, he seemed to have used all his last strength to open a black and clear eye to look at me, his throat squirmed, and he spit out intermittent words with difficulty:

"Seven people...to be together...to not separate..."

Then the next moment, the transparent bubble lit up white light, covering Zhu Qingyun.

The white light disappeared shortly afterwards. As the transparent bubble-shaped sphere disappeared, Zhu Qingyun stood there again. However, unlike before, his expression seemed to be back to the beginning, mechanical, cold, numb, without any emotion, like a wooden carving.

Zhu Qingyun looked at me blankly, then at the man in black around him, without saying a word, but it was obvious that he did not understand his situation.

"Hey, are you okay?" I asked tentatively. "Do you know me?" I shook my hand and asked.

Zhu Qingyun's eyes fell on me, but what made my heart sank was that his eyes were filled with distance, just like the sense of distance across the universe.

"The facial image data has been checked for the existing brain data, but the facial data has not been recognized. Sorry, I don't know you."

Zhu Qingyun said lightly.

"Please tell me your identification code or valid name."

"..." I don't remember it. It was like rice paper that was wiped clean, and it was no longer dyed. From meeting each other to drinking together, the memories of the short day of the day were like waking up from a long dream, and I forgot them all.

"Don't you remember me? I'm Murong Yin? We just met today. We were having dinner together just now. Alien guy?" I looked at Zhu Qingyun with a reluctant smile.

"Wait a moment, the information is being sorted out."

Zhu Qingyun pushed the glasses frame, looked at me deeply, then swept around and said:

"There is an interruption in memory. Judging from your words and facial expressions, it seems that my memory has been consciously erased. Did you erase my memory?" Zhu Qingyun turned around and looked at the men in black behind him and said.
Chapter completed!