The package has assigned me way too many objects.

"It doesn't seem appropriate to talk about the details of the blind date now. Anyway, let's just stay together until the mission is completed." Chu Yinan took a sip of lemonade and almost let out a satisfying burp, but thankfully swallowed it back in time. "It seems that your relationship with your club members is a little bad."

Mo Yushu remained silent for a while, having somewhat recovered from her earlier existential turmoil. She gave Meng Nan a deep look and then spoke:

"There's something I have to apologize to you for, on behalf of my clubmates. I thought they were just going to pat you on the back during a live stream, but I didn't expect them to plan such an outrageous prank."

After hearing her talk about the script for her live stream where she "beats up her blind date," Chu Yinan felt that she hadn't been tough enough on these guys earlier. She should have streamed the whole thing live and let Sister Qilin teach them a lesson.

You want attention? Here you go, so open your mouth wide and take it!

—However, this was just wishful thinking in his mind, a momentary outburst of anger from Chu Yinan.

Going live can cause reputation problems for AIs.

Chu Yinan drank the lemonade in one gulp, nodded to indicate that he understood, and said:

"Using your private life as live-stream content without your consent is a bad choice of friends. I suggest you sever ties with us, Ms. Lu."

Mo Yushu smiled wryly: "It will be handled well. But Mr. Meng Nan, you are not a robot, right? Then you don't need to speak in such a stiff tone. Although you are just a blind date for work purposes, it is not a meeting with a client. I think a more relaxed tone would be better."

My name is Mo Yushu. If you don't mind, you can just call me Xiaoyu.

"Okay." Chu Yinan also found it tiring to have to use so many honorifics when speaking.

Suddenly, Chu Yinan smelled an unusual odor, and it was quite pungent, like the smell of urine.

He thought it was a rat that had come by and urinated, but he found that a woman who had been stunned by electrocution had lost control of her bladder. A puddle of water gradually appeared, and even through the dim light, the yellow color of the urine was visible.

"It seems your best friend, Xiaoyu, is a bit feverish lately. Shall we move over and sit here?"

The person who had been electrocuted remained unconscious on the ground. Chu Yinan and Mo Yushu walked a little further away and sat down again in a place where they could no longer smell the urine.

Mo Yushu felt a complex mix of emotions upon hearing the man's mention of the word "best friend," and said with a wistful yet poignant tone:

"They were supposed to be best friends, but in reality they gradually became more like enemies."

Chu Yinan immediately perked up his ears, eager to hear some gossip!

He had heard before that there were eight girls in one dormitory room and a dozen or so dormitory groups, and he had always been very curious about it.

“If telling you will make you feel better, I don’t mind… I’d be happy to be a listener, consider it part of our heart-to-heart talk at our first meeting,” Chu Yinan said expressionlessly, worried that he might offend the other person with the wrong expression.

Looking at the other person's blank expression, Mo Yushu felt a sense of relief, as if she were talking to a robot or a wooden stake.

“My best friend’s name is Ma Beirong. We used to be very close. We even kissed during a live stream, just to attract attention.”

"I know, French kissing makes survival difficult." Chu Yinan nodded; the two of them had kissed quite passionately back then.

It's all stringy.

"The turning point in our relationship was probably when the younger brother of that executive from Brother Nan's family threw a birthday party for his mistress. He invited a lot of live streamers to celebrate, and then those men, saying it was a celebration or something, started lifting girls up and throwing them into the pool. I happened to have something to do that day and couldn't go, so I asked Ma Beirong to go in my place. I only found out about this later."

As a result, Ma Beirong took the hit for you and was thrown into the water.

Shouldn't the blame lie with the person who threw her into the water? Why are you blaming me...?

"Then there's the issue of popularity. It might sound a bit narcissistic of me to say this, but I'm the most popular streamer in the group. Even though I don't appear on stream often, I still have a lot of viewers. Many viewers will leave comments asking me to log in and stream when other members are streaming. Ma Beirong might have some opinions about this, plus I've expressed my intention to leave the group recently."

When many things pile up at once, relationships break down.

“This is not your fault,” Chu Yinan replied.

“Although Ma Beirong and I sometimes chat and laugh during live broadcasts or private conversations, the harmonious feeling we used to have has changed. It feels like there’s a hidden agenda behind the smile. In short, it’s become very strange and hypocritical.”

Chapter 82 I've become an outdoor streamer too?

He didn't quite understand these scheming and backstabbing arguments, so Chu Yinan casually asked about other topics:

"So how did you initially come up with the idea of ​​becoming a live streamer and model? Did a few of you think you were good enough, and then you formed a team to start a business?"

"If you ask why, it's obviously for the money. It's quick to make money, and the work is sometimes busy, but relatively easy," Mo Yushu said frankly. "Most companies outside the island don't pay overtime, but the working hours are at least 10 hours a day. There's a lot of work but little pay, and you can't compete with the slightly more ethical companies."

"No overtime pay? Doesn't the local law cover this?" Chu Yinan was surprised; he had never heard of any artificial island not paying overtime.

Or rather, overtime work is extremely rare, which is quite healthy.

"They'll give you a few hundred dollars in compensation, then the company will fire you. After that, your name will be recorded by an HR alliance organization. This is an organization formed by bosses in private. If one company fires you, other companies will know that you are an employee who refuses to work overtime, and then no company in the HR alliance will want you. It's like a warrant for your arrest."

Chu Yinan's lips twitched. Although he was currently doing an internship, it was really more like a hobby. It was hard to imagine the despair a graduate would feel when facing a business owner.

“That was really bad,” he could only agree.

"When I graduated, I applied for a job at an internet company, which was quite well-known. They even timed when I went to the toilet. If you exceeded the time limit in a day, it would be considered absenteeism. You could work ten days and still lose more money than if you missed one day."

My family wasn't well-off. When I was little, my parents were foolish; they believed in those strange religions and emptied our family's money to make offerings. Later, my grandma took me to live on the outskirts of the island. When I graduated from university, my grandma got sick. The insurance company found all sorts of reasons to say that it didn't fit the insurance coverage and refused to pay out. Because my company wouldn't let me take time off work to take care of my grandma, I was fired.

But we had to pay for medical expenses, so I found my college classmate Ma Beirong to do cosplay and sell photo albums, then work as a print model and a live streamer. Later, my grandmother still didn't make it... so I came back to live here on Twin Islands.”

Listen, Chu Yinan felt ashamed of his gossip. He had always lived in a superior and comfortable environment. His biggest regret in life was that he envied those children who could hold hands with their biological parents and play together.

"Did I ask a question I shouldn't have, and bring up something that upset you? If so, I apologize." Chu Yinan lowered her head, her interest in gossip and amusement completely gone.

"Oh, don't be so serious. I said it myself, you didn't force me to say it." Mo Yushu picked up the baby bottle and tapped it gently on the table, making a crisp sound.

Not everyone is willing to reveal their past to others. Some people are adept at playing the victim, as long as it doesn't interfere with earning 208 million a day. But others are "face-saving" and have a strong sense of self-esteem. They would rather swallow their bitterness than let others know their situation and then beg for sympathy.

Mo Yushu rarely talks about her own life with others. However, she is already in her twenties and has lived both inside and outside the artificial island, so she understands even more clearly the incredible happiness on the artificial island.

Now that I've met someone who can represent AI, I inexplicably feel compelled to share my thoughts.

However, these feelings were less directed at Meng Nan and more at the AI ​​he represented, expressing gratitude for the pure land that AI created.

"Now that you're back on the artificial island, what are your plans? Will you continue live streaming or sell photo albums?" Chu Yinan asked.

Planning for the future is a serious matter, and actually, not many people have a clear plan for their future. Mo Yushu pondered for a moment, then said without much hesitation:

"Let's slack off. Although it's true that girls showing off their breasts and selling fan service or photo albums isn't good for their image."

But I don't really have any plans to find a partner. Now that I have money, I'll probably just release a photo album occasionally, then live a carefree life, coasting through life until my savings run out. Playing video games every day is pretty good; it's much more comfortable than working a regular job. Have you seen my photo album?

I've definitely seen them. Except for those photos that didn't expose sensitive areas, I've seen most of the more popular photo sets.

Of course, Chu Yinan appreciated it with a critical and learning eye, rather than with a lecherous look; he was a person of substance.

"I've seen a few sets."

Mo Yushu said with a hint of pride, "What do you think of the photos? I'm quite confident in my figure. Although I sometimes need to use makeup to make my breasts look more voluptuous, they're not small. This body is one of the few assets my terrible parents left me."

Chu Yinan looked serious, his fingers interlaced and resting on his chin, and said, "Your body proportions are alright, Ning's breasts are quite nice, but your buttocks are a bit flat, and have your legs been lengthened and photoshopped? They look a bit like chopsticks in the photos."

"...Are you in sage mode?"

"No way, with my limited talent, I wouldn't enter a sage mode even if I worked hard all night. My sage mode only happens when I'm on the toilet."

Mo Yushu thought the other party would praise her endlessly, but after a few words of compliment, they started criticizing her figure.

But she also felt that her current mood was a bit strange. It should be very infuriating for a woman to be judged and have her figure pointed out, but Mo Yushu found that she did not feel angry or embarrassed at all.

In the past, her social media accounts would occasionally receive private messages from men offering courtship-style compliments, such as "Baby, your penis is so big and beautiful" or "Slut, you are so XXXXX".

Even the occasional polite private message is enough to make Mo Yushu feel nauseous, so apart from business cooperation messages, she basically doesn't read the others, for fear of being disgusted.

But now, when someone openly comments on her figure to her face, and even boasts about his own erection duration with a touch of male pride, Mo Yushu finds that she doesn't feel much discomfort.

The conversation gradually turned to games, and Chu Yinan and Mo Yushu chatted until about 10 p.m., when the task notification came back as complete.

......

"It's about time. Let's call it a night. The AI ​​will track you home, so you can walk home safely. The AI ​​will reimburse your fare." Chu Yinan got up and hailed a driverless taxi for her.

"Okay, then what about my clubmates? Are we just going to leave them on the ground like this?"

"The AI ​​will handle it; it should be thrown into the sea before dawn." Chu Yinan glanced at the streetlight.

"Throw it into the sea?!" Mo Yushu's eyes widened.

"Just kidding."

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Chu Yinan returned to Yenisetta and found that almost everyone was there.

Turing Tower's two older sisters, along with Heinrich and the others, sat in a row in front of the big screen.

Are you watching a movie?

Chu Yinan walked over curiously, only to find that the image on the screen was of himself.

"???"

Chapter 83 Change Back to Normal

This was truly the most outrageous thing Chu Yinan had encountered in a short period of time. The reason for saying "short period of time" was entirely due to the possibility that even more tragic things might happen in the future.

He held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that maybe it was just a joke.

So Chu Yinan tried making a gesture, and then the person on the big screen followed suit.

Now that things have come to this, Chu Yinan no longer cares about the fact that the woman's father found out about his blind date.

"Hmm, it seems the pictures weren't what fooled me. My first date with Mo Yushu was actually live-streamed the whole time?" His expression resembled that of a constipated patient squatting on the toilet.

He'll be constipated for at least a week.

Marissa felt it would be good to encourage Chu Yinan at this moment, so she gave him a fist bump and cheered him on: "Very gentlemanly!"

"He still looks a bit stupid, like he's deliberately trying to act aloof." Heinrich pointed his finger and made a backflip motion, rewinding the live stream recording on the big screen to the moment he called for help.

Before him stood several menacing thugs. Chu Yinan appeared calm, but his fingers trembled rapidly as he pleaded for help, almost like a demon. He wrote four characters in one stroke, his handwriting so illegible it was more ridiculous than a doctor's handwritten prescription.

Of course, what's even more outrageous is that the Qilin even recognized what the characters were.

Chu Yinan didn't think much of this from his first-person perspective, but from the third-person perspective of the live stream, it was very obvious that his fingers and wrists were shaking too much.

So embarrassing I want to die!

"Turn it off! Turn it off!" Chu Yinan rushed over and turned off the recording, angrily demanding, "Valentina, at first I thought you were controlling this little robot to follow me and provide support at any time, but it turns out it's a live stream!"

"That was indeed the initial plan, but Heinrich suddenly said he wanted to watch the live stream," Valentina said, indicating that it was none of my business.

Heinrich didn't think anything of it, and even felt a little regretful that the show wasn't entertaining enough: "Isn't it great? Otherwise, we would be too bored here. It's a pity that this blind date is a bit boring too."

"I don't have a script for live streaming, so what's the fun in a regulated blind date?" Chu Yinan retorted.

"I thought that after you revealed the AI ​​background, you would take the opportunity to ask the female model if you could touch her thigh or something, but you just kept chatting."