Other than elfins, Pi only had Zhang Zian as a friend. Other elfins could talk, but it couldn't. It could type, but other elfins couldn't. There was a huge communication barrier between Pi and the elfins. Zhang Zian was always worried about it. When he couldn't be with it, who could relieve its loneliness?
Pi couldn't appear in front of others, because the country didn't allow private breeding of primates. Pi wasn't an animal, it was an elfin. But there was no way to explain this to others, which ruled out the possibility of making friends in reality.
Zhang Zian felt that the inclusive Internet was a good choice. As the saying goes, on the Internet, no one knows if you're a dog behind the screen.
Pi thought about his suggestion carefully, nodded hesitantly, and typed: Let's try it.
Zhang Zian helped it join the group created by his readers, and the application was approved almost instantly.
The book friends in the group were chatting, but when they saw that Pi had joined, they immediately exploded!
"Is he the author?"
"Is he a real author?"
"Is he a living author?"
Everyone asked.
Zhang Zian looked at Pi encouragingly. It used its newly learned screenshot skill to take a screenshot of the author's background and sent it to the group. It typed: Hello everyone, I am the author. Thank you for your support!
The readers were even more excited. They expressed their love for the book and their curiosity about Pi as the author with serious or humorous words.
Pi was so flustered that it didn't know whose question it should answer, and how it should answer it. Fortunately, the group moderator and the group administrator helped it out.
[One Sword Becomes a Tragedy]: Everyone, don't harass the author too much. It will delay his writing.
Zhang Zian:??? Giving him a nickname just because of a disagreement?
"Eeek."
Pi beamed. It seemed to like this nickname quite a lot.
After quietly watching the readers chatting for a while, Pi found that the readers in the group were very friendly. Whether they were discussing the plot of the book or talking about interesting things, they were very polite and modest, which was completely different from what Pi had imagined. Gradually, it tried to add one or two sentences to express its opinion. Every time it spoke, it would be taken seriously by its readers — sometimes too seriously. Then, it would be followed by a series of questions, or it would be urged to finish the manuscript … It was too much for it to handle.
Zhang Zian watched it interact with its readers and felt that it was great to have it join the group of readers.
Pi kept the chat window open while refreshing the website from time to time, watching the number of favorites rise from 9,853, gradually approaching the milestone number.
9887 …
9923 …
9945 …
9972 …
Finally, the number of favorites became 9999.
Zhang Zian held his breath. Pi minimized the chat window, and all four eyes stared at the four-digit number, waiting for it to become a five-digit number.
However, things did not go as planned. As Pi refreshed the page again, the number of favorites dropped by one, to 9,998 …
"Zhi zhi."
Pi lowered its head sadly. Every time it saw that a book had been removed from its collection, it would be so depressed. It felt that it was because of its poor writing that another book friend had left it.
"Pi, raise your head."
Zhang Zian patted its shoulder and comforted it. "Pi, you have to remember that your novel is not money. It will never be liked by everyone. You know, there are ten customers coming in every day, and only one or two of them might decide to buy a pet. This is normal. Even if it is money, not everyone likes it. Some people just see money as dirt, like me. "
Pi raised its head, but pointed to its chest, meaning: Don't you feel guilty for saying that?
But Zhang Zian's joke had worked. It regained its confidence and courage. It quickly forgot about the book friend that had just left, and pressed F5 to refresh the page again.
Favorites: 10000
"Zhi zhi!" Pi was so happy that it was dancing.
"Great! Finally, 10,000! Come on, Pi, give me a high five! "Zhang Zian raised his right palm.
Pi raised its pink little hand and gently put it on Zhang Zian's palm.
Zhang Zian wanted to say something to celebrate, but at this moment, his cell phone suddenly rang.
He took out his cell phone, thinking that it was a message from someone, or an advertisement from a business group. He was surprised to find that the Pet Hunter game had started automatically, and three notifications popped up in a row.
[Game Tips]: Congratulations! Your Molecular Monkey has collected enough Strength of Faith, and has reached the standard to upgrade!
[Game Tips]: Your Molecular Monkey is currently at the elite level, and will become an elite/premier level after the upgrade.
[Game Tips]: Do you want to upgrade now? If you choose "No," you can upgrade it at any time.
[Yes/No, remind me later.]
Zhang Zian stared at the cell phone screen, stunned. This was the first time he had seen an elfin upgrade.
His palm was still touching Pi's palm, and through his skin, he could feel its body temperature, which was slightly higher than that of a human. He looked at Pi, who was happily staring at the computer screen, and kept pressing F5 with the other hand, enjoying the process of the number of favorites increasing.
He looked at the computer screen again, and the number of favorites had become 10031.
Although he didn't pay special attention to the time, the game should have popped up when the number of favorites reached 10,000.
Was it some kind of coincidence?
"Pi, I'm going to the bathroom. You stay here for a while. By the way, don't just watch your book friends chat. It's almost time to start writing, "he said calmly, taking back his palm.
Pi nodded and started the Word document excitedly. However, the novelty of joining the group was not over yet, and it still occasionally glanced at the group chat.
Zhang Zian went into the bathroom, closed the door, and said in a low voice, "Navigation Elf, are you there?"
[Navigation Elf]: At your service.
A flickering ball of light made up of countless light spots appeared on the phone screen.
"Navigation Elf, I want to ask, is this' upgrade 'the kind of upgrade I think it is?" Zhang Zian asked. He believed that the Navigation Elf represented super advanced technology, so there was no need to explain what he was thinking.
[Navigation Elf]: Yes, after the upgrade, Molecular Monkey will temporarily get rid of the possibility of disappearing, unless the Strength of Faith dissipates and it falls back to the elite level.
"No side effects?" he asked worriedly.
[Navigation Elf]: No side effects.
Zhang Zian believed that the Navigation Elf didn't lie to him, because there was no point in lying.
"Thank you. No more questions for now."
[Navigation Elf]: Have a good game!
The light disappeared.
Zhang Zian took a deep breath, moved his finger to [Yes], and clicked.
[Game Tips]: Your Molecular Monkey is upgrading, please wait!
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