The most prominent feature is that she is wearing contact lenses and has tied her long hair up, giving people a different impression from the previous science-oriented nerdy girl.

"It's so sunny." Futaba shielded her eyes with her hand.

On the way back, the sky was cloudless, there was almost no wind, and the air was slightly stuffy.

The weather is like this before the typhoon makes landfall. Perhaps today is the best day. We can't say for sure what the next few days will bring.

"Yi-kun." Mai Sakurajima stayed at home instead of going out with them. She was checking the data from the guitar blogger's backend and editing the footage she had shot over the past few days.

Chen Yi put his things down and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

"The cloud cover is probably over ten kilometers thick... Maybe the fake humans will come out to hunt then."

Chen Yi glanced at the satellite image on the website and spoke to the other two.

"By the way, Futaba, you should still have some food left at home, right?"

“There are more, don’t worry.” Futaba paused, staring at him with sharp eyes for a long time before answering truthfully.

"Oh."

It seems my guess was right; it is indeed the plot of the clone from the original work. However, I only remember the general impression, and I still have no clue how to proceed.

......

"A typhoon is coming soon..."

Aoyama Nanami was sitting at home, idly staring blankly, holding the first volume of "Heartbeat Service Club" in her hands.

The book in her hand had been read many times, and the cover had some obvious creases and tears, as well as traces of peeling plastic.

"Miss Yumi..."

She auditioned last week for the voice acting role in the commercial animation of this novel. The role is a cheerful and edgy girl who is somewhat marginalized and doesn't have many memorable characteristics, but for a newcomer like her, it is a position that is far more worth fighting for than the lead role.

The reason is simple: this novel is so popular that its anime adaptation was completed very quickly. Furthermore, the voice acting for the main character is handled by many veteran voice actors in the industry, making it impossible for newcomers to secure such a role, no matter how hard they try. Conversely, if a newcomer can land a supporting role, they will be remembered after the anime airs, gaining a foothold in the voice acting world and paving the way for a brighter future.

"I think it's today..."

She glanced at her email, but there were still no messages.

A gentle breeze stirred up a leaf, which clung to her window, casting dappled, yellowish-brown marks on it.

"Ding Ding-"

It's a message saying I passed the interview.

Aoyama Nanami breathed a sigh of relief, then remembered Chen Yi's help and picked up his phone to share the good news.

P.S.: I'm posting this early today, please give me your support!

Typhoon Season: A Heartfelt Chat (Just Random Thoughts)

Hmm, I guess I've recently hit a... plateau? Probably.

In short, it's about a decline in creative enthusiasm and some negative emotions, but it has nothing to do with this book or the readers; it's just about me personally.

Lately, I've been having doubts: Is the story I've crafted good enough? Will anyone read it? Have I touched on any sensitive topics or anything like that?

The time required to work out a piece of text has increased exponentially; tasks that used to be completed in under an hour now take two or even three hours.

It feels so painful.

But I can't bear to part with this book; after all, it's the first work of mine that seems to have some popularity...

Yes, well, you could say it's rather unambitious. Anyway, I think having a few people talking in the comments section and a hundred or two hundred subscribers a day is considered a sign of high popularity.

After all, when the author was very young, he wrote 500,000 single-player novels on Qidian with zero comments and zero posts. I don't know what kind of original intention he had to keep going.

However, I do have a little bit of ambition, well, maybe it can't be called ambition?

I wasn't thinking about making a lot of money, because I'm just a bad student. My goal, or rather my original intention, was to gain more recognition from people.

Well, I just hope there will be more posts and a larger fan group, so I can enjoy the feeling of being an emperor (just kidding).

Although I'm rather socially anxious and tend to respond selectively to many things...

But that was just because I didn't know how to respond, and it was definitely not because I was arrogant or anything.

There's not much to say, it's all just empty talk...

Well, to summarize, this book has reached 300,000 words, surpassing many other works by authors from Pigeon Nest.

My goal is to finish the book in about 1.5 million words, but one reader in the book review gave the expectation of 3 million words...

I've accepted this goal. I'll do my best to write that word count without affecting the plot (meaning forcibly extending the story).

(Mainly because I have other ideas and I'm itching to do it, but the pressure of developing a second book is much greater than focusing on one.)

However, well, let's just leave it at that for now! Readers who don't trust me are welcome to join the book club and give me a piece of their minds!

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Typhoon Season: Chapter 137 - Identity Exposed

"Commander, Miss Aoyama sent a message about a successful audition for a voice actor role," Kroos said from a short distance away, sharpening her tactical axe with a whetstone that appeared out of nowhere.

"Then could you reply for me... Never mind, I'll handle it myself later."

Chen Yi had only reached halfway when Shuangye handed him the wrench.

With Futaba's help, the efficiency of debugging the new equipment doubled, and the two worked together with perfect understanding, just like longtime colleagues.

"Kroos is...?" Futaba was a little curious about the name.

"I haven't introduced her to you before. You can think of her as someone like Miss X... but that analogy doesn't seem quite right."

Chen Yi stopped what he was doing and thought for a while.

"Hmm... to use a more common analogy... it's like a shikigami?"

"Shikigami... well, it doesn't seem so strange. Maybe it's some kind of unexplained phenomenon, like Miss X."

Futaba tucked a few strands of hair behind her ears and tightened the alloy joints with a screwdriver.

"Miss Futaba."

A small mechanical mouse walked up to the two of them, the camera moved, and spoke to Futaba.

"Miss Krokae, nice to meet you." Futaba nodded, looking at the mechanical mouse on the ground, when a sudden idea struck her.

"Mr. Chen, since Miss Kroka can possess such small machines, could she possess larger robots?"

She looked up at the head of the robot in front of her, which exuded a primitive industrial feel.

"Ah, that's pretty much one of the reasons I created this guy," Chen Yi replied, fiddling with his right leg to check the working condition of the linkage joint.

In fact, this 'Terminator' was created for Kroka, because Chen Yi is not good at using the AI ​​modules of either androids or humanoid robots at this stage. He can't just burn some incense in front of the computer and go to sleep, only to find a complete source code the next day.

Then his actions go far beyond simply creating AI.

"There shouldn't be any problems here. After assembly, we'll do the overall testing and integrate the AI."

The AI ​​here is just a very ordinary fire control core, using training data from messengers and fairies. I had run to the firing range several times before, and in addition to practicing myself, collecting data was also an important part of the process.

"Yi-kun, would you like something to drink?" Mai Sakurajima knocked on the door and opened it a crack.

"Futaba, what would you like to drink?"

Do you have any juice?

It seems her preferences are somewhat different from Futaba's before.

After thanking Ms. X, Futaba held the cup, staring blankly at the silver-gray metal plate.

"Is there a solution to Ms. X's current situation?"

She glanced in the direction of the door and asked Chen Yi.

"Yes, I can increase my personal exposure, and after accumulating a certain number of fans, I can expose myself in a large crowd. That might be effective."

Chen Yi picked up his phone and opened the guitar blogger's account. There were already three or four videos, and the number of followers was steadily increasing.

However, compared to Guitar Knight's account... its popularity remains consistently high, with over a dozen comments still appearing every hour in the YouTube comment section.

There is absolutely no comparison.

“But hunting fake humans would be dangerous, wouldn’t it? There are so many variants of fake humans that many haven’t been recorded, and their evolution speed is always very fast.” Futaba took a sip of juice, looked at Chen Yi’s profile, and started to drift off as she spoke.

“I know, so I plan to proceed step by step.” He glanced at the darkening world outside the window and casually picked up a fairy to play with.

As for how to proceed step by step... only he knows.

......

"Hmm, Chen seems to be busy..." Aoyama Nanami waited for a while, but didn't get Chen Yi's usual reply, so she put down her phone and went to study the script.

"President, that's not what they meant... How is this passage pronounced?"

Nanami Aoyama pondered the image of 'Yumi'. Although she already had some understanding of the character, she still couldn't fully grasp the emotions conveyed in this passage based on its context.

The phone screen suddenly lit up, and Aoyama Nanami looked at it; it was a message from Chen Yifa.

Congratulations! Wishing you all the best in your career!

With a very brief reply, Aoyama Nanami immediately beamed with joy.

"I will pay back the money Chen Jun borrowed from me as soon as possible!"

Chen Yi responded with an OK gesture.

"I'll go practice now, let's talk again next time!"

'Okay, keep it up.'

Satisfied, Aoyama Nanami immediately threw herself into analyzing the character with renewed vigor.

......

Looking out the window at the bright sunshine and gentle breeze, Kasumigaoka suddenly felt sleepy.

"Junior, are you there?" She thought of what happened at the book signing yesterday and suddenly felt like chatting with someone, so she opened LINE and planned to bother Chen Yi.

"What's wrong? Is something the matter?"

Chen Yi, who had just finished replying to Aoyama Nanami, saw Kasumigaoka's message.

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'How about it?'

Chen Yi did not reply.

"Still no progress..." Kasumigaoka sighed softly, slumped over the table.

On second thought, the fact that the other party didn't immediately turn hostile this time proves that being brave once again has indeed made progress, doesn't it?

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How about this one?

After waiting for a while, Chen Yi sent her a picture of the robot and repeated what she had said.

Eh?

Kasumigaoka was stunned, then her mind raced and she realized something.

So you were just pretending to share your lives to cover up your shyness, junior...

Kasumigaoka couldn't suppress his smile as he noticed that Chen Yi's defenses seemed to be weakening.

So she clicked on the photo to examine the huge robot closely, intending to say something nice, but suddenly her sharp eyes spotted something familiar.

Black, green...

It appears to be some kind of humanoid device, with only a small portion visible in the image.

Upon closer inspection of Kasumigaoka, I inexplicably felt a strong sense of déjà vu.

"Have I seen this somewhere before?"

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