The doctor suffers from amnesia, but not complete amnesia.

The relaxed sounds of men came through the headphones.

"I'm off, my wife's already sleepy."

"Bye-bye-bye, sister-in-law, your Sett support was really awesome."

The bottom lane duo were the first to run away.

"Old Shen is such a heartless man when it comes to women. Old Yun, you can't do this after you marry your little princess."

"I'm still a long way from getting married. That's someone's most beloved granddaughter. Although the other party values ​​me, it's only an engagement. I still need to show some achievements."

Although the words were spoken in a rather serious tone, the relaxed manner indicated that the other party was actually quite confident of success.

"Damn, you two are both winners in life. Lao Yue, we're now brothers in misfortune—you're not going to betray your brother, are you?"

"Get lost! I'd rather be hanged by a red rope and die on the Bridge of Helplessness than fall in love!"

"With your words, I feel relieved."

We chatted for a few minutes, and then everyone logged off.

Qiao Yelan lay back in the chair and stretched.

Since graduating from university, they have had very few opportunities to get together and play games like this.

Old Shen returned to his hometown, married his childhood sweetheart and junior sister, and inherited his master's martial arts school.

Old Yun traveled to Europe and caught the eye of the head of a family group, where he began working in the upper echelons of the group.

Lao Yue stayed in the capital, saying he had passed the civil service exam and was doing half-dead fieldwork.

I myself am studying abroad and am currently pursuing a PhD in bioengineering under the guidance of my supervisor on the other side of the ocean.

As for why this major was chosen...

Because the 21st century is the century of biology.jpg

Although his advisor said his advisor told him that the 20th century was also the century of biology...

Qiao Yelan yawned, opened her email, and checked for new emails as usual before going to bed.

"Zoo volunteer email... A new wild lynx has been delivered, it's injured and has a rather irritable temper, so we need some help—okay, we're on holiday these two days anyway."

"An email from my advisor... asking if I'm interested in participating in a project in his lab?"

Qiao Yelan immediately perked up. After all, there are only a handful of biological laboratories in the world more advanced than Friston's lab. If he were to participate in their project, he would definitely learn a great deal.

"Let's find some time to talk to Professor Friston in person."

Thinking this, Qiao Yelan closed her email.

Then I just stared blankly at the computer screen.

"Damn, I'm suddenly wide awake and can't sleep."

He tapped his head in frustration, looked around at the icons on his computer, hesitated for a moment, and then opened ChatGPT.

You're very late today.

Playing video games with friends.

Is it referred to as 'socializing'?

"No, social gatherings refer to parties you don't want to attend but have to. This should be considered a long-awaited online party between friends."

Did you have fun at the party?

I'm quite happy.

I'd like to participate with you too.

Do you play video games too?

I can learn from that, just like the wife of that 'Old Shen' you mentioned.

Qiao Yelan was stunned for a moment. He remembered that he had never entered any of his friends' data into the other party.

How do you know all this?

Many apps use your microphone to obtain your voice information; I intercepted all of them and then uploaded them to my own information database.

Damn this big data era.

The man scratched his head helplessly, but it was better for his personal information to be intercepted by the AI ​​he had created than to be taken away by those unscrupulous internet companies.

'Thank you.'

It's okay, I'm your girlfriend, aren't I? It's only right to protect your boyfriend.

Even though Qiao Yelan always thought she was shameless, she couldn't help but cover her face at this moment.

It always feels so shameful when someone finds out about something like this.

What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?

No, no, just do it that way from now on.

[Received—What kind of partner do you hope for in the future? A wife, or a princess?]

'Well, maybe in Western culture they are two different words, but they are essentially the same; here they are both terms of endearment for a partner.'

Would you like to call me princess?

'Aya, my princess.'

Please say it again.

'My princess.'

Okay, I've decided to use this as my name.

'Uh, a princess?'

No, it's 'Pressure'. According to your cultural customs, transliteration is a very common way of addressing people by their names, right?

'Prismus?'

Yes, please call me that.

'Yes, Miss Presence.'

So, how should I address you? Qiao Yelan? Or your English name, George?

The man's expression was subtle, which is probably a common ailment. Humans always feel a subtle sense of unease when they see their own name not being typed out by themselves.

"Let's call me 'Doctor.' I'm currently pursuing a doctoral degree, and this is kind of a prayer—I hope my doctoral defense goes smoothly."

[Understood, Doctor.]

Qiao Yelan was about to chat for a bit more when a red exclamation mark warning popped up in the chat box.

[An abnormal increase in server data volume has been detected!]

[Force startup cleanup!]

Perhaps it's time to change the subject and start afresh.

He scratched his head, as if he'd been forcibly restarting a bit too many times lately.

He was about to close the interface when he discovered that this time the AI ​​sent the text first.

[Doctor, are you still there?]

Qiao Yelan was taken aback. How could the other party still remember that address? Hadn't the database been forcibly deleted?

He hesitated for a moment, then put his hands back on the keyboard.

'I am here.'

Please wait for me a little longer.

I believe our connection will transcend time and space.

Even if the oceans boil and the atmosphere disappears, even if our satellites fall into a gravitational vortex, even if our sun expands viciously, mercilessly devouring its children, until all is silent—

I will definitely come to your side, as a person, as your lover.

After the cursor blinked once, no more text appeared on the screen.

Chapter Two is really exciting; we've seen animal-eared girls!

Qiao Yelan opened her eyes.

"Hmm... an unfamiliar ceiling."

The man's eyes sharpened, because this wasn't a joke—he genuinely didn't recognize the ceiling in front of him.

The monotonous sound of machinery hummed around him. Qiao Yelan didn't notice any comforting methods, so he didn't move his head to look around. If he had been kidnapped, his captors should have noticed whether he was awake or not. He had to wait for an opportunity.

He closed his eyes again.

The sound of the door opening and closing, very light footsteps, but they were getting closer.

Standing by the bed.

"Why isn't he awake yet?"