The Language Cultivation Chapter 8

Fastening his seat belt, Blake Lin looked towards Ian Dong.

What surprised him a little was that the male god pulled the handbrake himself and then gripped the steering wheel.

The car started and drove out of the parking area. His driving movements were as smooth and easy as flowing water.

---This is a manual-drive car. It's not something that should be in this day and age.

Three years ago, autonomous driving programs became popular and all cars were required to be equipped with autonomous driving systems.

The maturity of 5G network technology makes instant response a reality. With global networking, every car is under the control of the system. You only need to set the destination, and the automatic driving system will do everything.

The sophisticated program coordinates the routes and speeds of all vehicles like a perfectly functioning machine - no traffic accidents have occurred in three years.

The operator of this huge autonomous driving system is Galaxy.

However, at this moment, Blake Lin saw that Galaxy's CEO was not using the autopilot program, but was operating completely manually.

Ian Dong probably noticed his gaze and said in a low voice, "Nostalgia."

Blake Lin: "It's rare."

The Bentley merged into the traffic on the road, and Ian Dong drove very steadily, almost indistinguishable from automatic driving.

If it was autonomous driving, Blake Lin would continue to ask questions, but now - his idol was going to drive, so he naturally felt embarrassed to continue asking.

Blake Lin was silent for a while, not knowing what to say.

He looked at Ian Dong, a nearly perfect silhouette.

He focused his attention on him, trying to see.

No interface, nothing.

Ever since the mysterious space appeared yesterday, he could see blank program input interfaces when he looked at stray cats on the street.

---Except Ian Dong.

Ian Dong seems to be the only normal person in the world.

After confirming this, Blake Lin turned his head and looked at the street scene next to him.

In the night, the city lights are bright, the halo spreads to the sky, and no stars can be seen.

Ian Dong turned on the music, it was a soothing and beautiful tune, like a summer night.

It is now 8:30 in the evening. The car drives into the old city and approaches Blake Lin's residence.

The street lights were dim, and the light shone through the gaps between the leaves of the plane trees. When they were about to reach their destination, Blake Lin heard Ian Dong say lightly: "Lions has made an amazing achievement. This afternoon, the person in charge told me that they are determined to win the championship of the Science and Technology Expo."

Blake Lin: "?"

Ian Dong thinks Lions' achievements are amazing.

Do you want me to start being jealous now?

He said: "Lotus Goddess has also signed up for the Expo."

"I know." The car turned a corner and drove into the gate of the community: "I wish you all the best."

Blake Lin looked at the street scene beside him, bit his lower lip, and asked Ian Dong: "Then...what do you think of Luoshen?"

Ian Dong didn't say anything for about thirty seconds.

Blake Lin felt a little uneasy. Thinking about the evaluation of lions, he felt that his own species was gradually changing.

When the music was about to end, in the silence, Ian Dong said: "Emotionally, I stand on your side."

After a moment of shock, Blake Lin looked up and happened to meet Ian Dong's eyes.

Him: "Intellectually?"

Ian Dong curled his lips: "It depends on your performance."

Blake Lin thought that he would understand that his idol was encouraging him.

He felt that he should express his feelings to Ian Dong at this moment, and say something like "I have always admired you, and it is an honor to meet you in real life", but when the words came to his lips, he felt a little uncomfortable and a little timid, so he simply didn't say it.

The car slowly drove downstairs, stopped, and the door opened automatically.

Blake Lin: "Thank you for sending me off."

"You're welcome." Ian Dong said, "Remain rested. Good night."

"You should also take care of your rest." Blake Lin got out of the car, hesitated for a moment, and said, "...Goodbye."

In the soft light inside the car, Ian Dong's expression seemed to...become gentle: "Goodbye."

Blake Lin turned around and went upstairs, and noticed from the corner of his eye that his idol's car seemed to have not left yet.

He went upstairs and returned to his room.

Leo Wang and Zhao Jieke were playing a group game. He walked straight through the living room and went to his room.

Without turning on the light, he stood at the window and looked down.

Ian Dong's car had not left yet - after a while, which Blake Lin felt was a long time, at least the time of a cigarette, the highly recognizable black Bentley slowly started its engine, the turn signal came on, turned around and drove in the direction it came from, and finally disappeared into the vast night.

He couldn't explain how he felt, it felt very unreal.

After returning to the living room, Leo Wang and Zhao Jieke gave him a warm welcome and expressed satisfaction with his achievements.

"It will be much easier with a server. We will start recruiting programmers tomorrow." Leo Wang stretched and said, "We will go to bed early tonight!"

Blake Lin sat on the sofa and squinted his eyes: "Ian Dong said that Lions made an 'amazing achievement'. Can you imagine being called 'amazing' by Ian Dong?"

"Speaking of this, I checked their information today," Leo Wang opened his computer and pulled out a file: "The resumes of their core members, especially this one. Their boss Jack Xiao Xi is also a great man. Take a look at his papers and projects."

Zhao began to admire it, but Blake Lin did not read it: "I know his papers and projects."

Leo Wang said: "He is also an ACM champion, which is not bad, we also won it when we were in college. But this --- the gold medal of the IOI, this requires some talent."

"ioi?" Blake Lin: "I haven't won it. I got the imo gold medal."

Owen Zhao patted Leo Wang's shoulder from behind and said, "I'm sorry, I got the IOI gold medal in high school, but that was several years ago."

Leo Wang: ...

He: "Am I the only one who changed career path?"

"But you also have extraordinary talent," Owen Zhao smoothed his fur, "especially when it comes to hacking into other people's databases."

Leo Wang: "I didn't steal the data, so I'm not guilty. But if you look at the data... can you call it guilty?"

Blake Lin stared at the photo of Jack Xiao Xi on the computer screen. The man was 29 years old, looked quite respectable, and was standing at the entrance of a museum, smiling with high spirits.

Blake Lin closed the computer.

He: "I don't think I'm worse than him."

"There is still a month until the pre-selection." Owen Zhao: "Besides improving Luoshen, what else can we do? Find out what they are doing?"

"We can curse him to be bald." Blake Lin got up and went to wash.

He looked at himself in the sink mirror.

---Anyway, there is no baldness gene in his family.

He can also practice Taoism.

Cultivate immortality.

The thought of this made him feel a little overwhelmed.

After washing his face, he returned to his room and took out his cell phone.

---One unread message.

It turned out to be sent by Old Man Huo.

---It’s also an invitation to join the group.

Blake Lin looked carefully and saw that the name of the group was "A Loving Family" and the avatar was a sunflower.

He thought, has Grandpa Huo recognized him as a family member now?

He entered and found that this was obviously not a family group, as it numbered twelve hundred people.

As he entered, a message appeared at the bottom.

Qingcheng-Xiaoyaozi: Are you a new fellow Taoist?

Ge Ling-Danyang Jun: Which Taoist friend has accepted a new disciple?

Nanzhao-Madame Butterfly: Which family are you from? @A happy lemon essence

Qingcheng - Yanxiazi: There are no new disciples in Qingcheng Mountain recently. @A happy lemon spirit, why don't you speak?

A Happy Lemon Spirit: ...Hello.

Nanzhao - Madame Butterfly: Is the kid really a lemon spirit? This thing is not easy to become a spirit and is rare.

A Happy Lemon Spirit: I am human.

Blake Lin immediately modified the note, first changing it to "...Lin's algorithm".

---It always feels awkward to use real names on social networks, but the word "algorithm" is too inconsistent with this group. He thought for a while and finally deleted the word "law", and it became "Lin Suan".

As soon as I finished the change, I was tagged again.

Wuji-Grant Huo Zhenjun: @Lin Suan, disciple, please join the group, change the remarks, and hang up the doorplate.

True Lord Grant Huo, this Blake Lin knows.

When Old Man Huo came to collect rent this morning, he called himself Grant Huo, the True Lord of Grant Huo.

He then went and put up his own house number, changing it to "Wuji-Lin Suan".

Faced with this name, Blake Lin didn't know what to say.

Nanzhao - Madame Butterfly: She turned out to be a friend of the Wuji Sect. Unfortunately, she is in the Central Plains and cannot be seen easily.

Nanhai-Gushan Sword: The grand meeting of Taoism is about to start, won't you come? @南兆-蝴蝶夫人

Nanzhao-Madame Butterfly: It depends on the situation, hehe.

---It also comes with a classic yellow bean shy expression.

Qingcheng-Xiaoyaozi: @Wuji-Grant Huo Zhenjun congratulates Brother Grant Huo on having a beloved disciple! Applause

Nanhai-Gushan Sword: @Wuji-Grant Huo Zhenjun congratulates Brother Grant Huo on having a beloved disciple! Applause

Then, Blake Lin watched them copying.

After scrolling through the screen for a long time, I finally took a break.

Wuji-Grant Huo Zhenjun: Congratulations, congratulations, I will definitely visit you someday with my disciple. @Wuji-Lin Suan, I will greet all the seniors here first.

Blake Lin's fingers were a little stiff as he typed.

Wuji-Lin Suan: Greetings to all the seniors.

Nanzhao-Madame Butterfly: Such a sweet smile

Then they copied it again.

Blake Lin felt dazed and thought he was dreaming.

What kind of simple yet magical scene is this?

A message popped up in the upper left corner of the screen. He switched off and saw a long list of friend requests, all from the group "Loving Family".

He went through them one by one, and seeing a long list of "xxzi", "xx Zhenjun", "xxke", and "xx fairy" added to his conversation list, he felt like he was living in a dream, not in the 21st century.

At this moment, the mechanical sound rang in his head again.

"Side quest activated, quest name: Join the mountain gate. Quest objective: Get recognition from three or more elders of the immortal gate. Quest reward: Chaos treasure chest x1, spiritual power 5. Quest progress: 03."

Blake Lin pondered for a long time, clicked on the expression bar, took a deep breath, and his fingertips wandered over the yellow bean expression that was full of age.