Wenren Sheng's opinion of Black Long Straight had changed somewhat, but Furball said Black Long Straight was the most perfect human it had ever seen.
Wenren Sheng could only say that it had seen too little.
Shouldn't the most perfect human be himself? Next time, he had to let this Furball see him with its own eyes.
Then he turned to Big Wooden Stake and asked, "This Furball seems very humble. Is that just its personality?"
"Yes, that's just how it is. But it's very picky about others. It can only get along with people who are extremely perfect," Big Wooden Stake replied.
Wenren Sheng felt that something was off.
Since this fellow had seen his profile, it should have been eagerly begging to be his dog. Why had it gone looking for an ordinary high school student to be its master?
Mm, he understood. There was only one reason: she was a woman.
As he pondered this, Black Long Straight, who had been working at the computer, suddenly stopped.
Then she began searching through a string of gibberish for suitable code.
Wenren Sheng had no idea whether she was guessing or receiving some vague prompt, but in any case, she picked out the interesting line of code he had noticed—the one contained in the data after a human body was converted into data.
But could the world really be restarted with nothing but some mysterious code? Wenren Sheng looked around.
There was no wind in the desert, nor was there any sun. There was only sand.
This sand was all illusory.
Compared to Earth's material world, it was closer to the concept of data.
He looked back at the scene.
As Black Long Straight selected the code, Furball trembled slightly. It tried its best to persuade her. "Isn't this