Chapter 685: Chapter 685: Have You Really Become Foolish?
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have let the original protagonist end up under the wheels of a car.
All I can say is that they’re scumbags with a blind infatuation.
An infatuation so blind that they’d compete with their best friend for the same woman. But thanks to Tiffany Lynch’s female-lead halo, even though the four scumbags can’t stand each other, they still manage to coexist peacefully.
From a certain perspective, this might actually be an open-ended story with a single woman and multiple men.
Hannah couldn’t resist and continued to flip through the extra Chapters. After reading for a bit, two bloody trails flowed out of her nostrils. She raised her paw to wipe it off, exclaiming, "Thrilling...so thrilling!"
She couldn’t wait, pushing the plot into Hannah’s hands as though presenting a treasure, "Master, Master, you have to read this. There are even extra Chapters that weren’t there before!"
Hannah looked up and glanced at it; it was indeed quite stimulating.
Hannah was engrossed, "Can I really access all of this without having to pay?"
Just as she was about to read on, Hannah snatched the plot from her hands, "Don’t read too much, I’m afraid you might lose too much blood."
Hannah grinned and nudged Hannah’s hand, "Master, let me read a bit more."
Ever since Hannah messed up the plot, the original storyline didn’t hold much reference value. Its only purpose became a source of entertainment.
The storyline was so messed up that Hannah even cut down on her livestreaming sessions. There wasn’t much point in doing it with such a reduced viewership, and the profits weren’t great either.
Hannah had previously been obsessed with saving money to go home. But now, she just hopes she won’t get discovered and won’t get banished.
When Hannah saw that she couldn’t get the storyline from Hannah, she simply laid on Hannah’s lap, lazily wagging her tail, "Master, is Jimmy Simmons really a fool?"
Hannah brushed her fur, "His name is Vincent now."
"Vincent?" Hannah looked up, scratching her head, "Not as nice as my name."
Hannah stroked Hannah’s head with one hand and propped her cheek with the other, her gaze fixed on the deep night sky above the courtyard.
There was a rustling noise coming from the corner where the firewood was stacked. A dog-hole that Matthew Quach had blocked during the day had somehow opened up quite widely.
It was at a spot in the courtyard where the light didn’t reach, so naturally, they couldn’t see clearly.
Hannah kept mumbling to herself, sometimes chuckling, sometimes wrinkling her nose.
"Hannah, big guy, aren’t we a pair~"
If she couldn’t figure something out, she’d tug at Hannah’s sleeve.
Hannah retracted her gaze and pinched Hannah’s dog ears, "Mhm, you two are a pair."
Hannah was stunned; she had to look up loads of information before she could believe it, "So, we really are a pair."
She marveled at it, unsure whether she felt happy or not.
"Master, why is it that we’re artificial intelligence from the universe, but we’re named after a Blue Star?"
She asked seriously, just wanting a simple answer.
Hannah shot her a glance, a dazzling look in her eyes.
Right, she’s just a carefree little creature, what would she remember?
In the universe, every artificial intelligence is given a name the moment they are created.
Those names are essentially their codes.
Given to them by their creators.
Hannah, Big Guy.
Hannah didn’t dwell on this, instead she mused, "Why doesn’t the Big Guy come looking for me? Has he forgotten about me?"
Hannah got up and switched off the lights in the room, a dainty voice drifted from the dark, "Out of everyone, he’s been the most consistent visitor to your livestream."
Hannah let out an "Ah" and still didn’t understand.
