Chapter 11: Race against God

2003 is the era when the Internet really began to take off, and the "SARS" that struck in 2003 was that while the SARS virus was raging and China's offline physical stores suffered a heavy blow, China's Internet economy was ushering in a new round of recovery, and e-commerce ushered in a dream time.

Alibaba Group invested in Taobao on May 10, 2003, and unexpectedly ushered in the booming growth of its online business.

Now it is June 2003, it is impossible for Tang Feng to establish a Taobao-like trading platform, it is already late to start, not to mention that he does not have enough funds at all, Jingdong Mall He also thought that now everything is utopian without money.

QQ in 2003 has already emerged, and wanting to break his monopoly in Huaxia is simply a dream of cannibalism, YY, 2345 like good 123, dominates the country's WeChat...... There are many opportunities to make money, however, there must be start-up capital.

In addition to being a top hacker in his previous life, Tang Feng was also a lover of novels, and he had read a similar novel before he was reborn, but that person was reborn in 2001 two years earlier than himself.

Now I'm reborn.,It's impossible to follow the route of the novel.,Not to mention the game plug-in.,That's just an ideal state.,Even if you make it.,There's no market at all.,What's more, now there's a relevant law.,This one doesn't work.。

In fact, as a top hacker, his strength is to create Trojans and viruses, and before his rebirth, WannaCry (also known as want to Decryptor), a "worm-like" ransomware with a size of 3.3MB, was spread by criminals using the dangerous vulnerability "EternalBlue" leaked by the NSA (National Security Agency).

The ransomware virus is raging, like a global Internet disaster, causing huge losses to the majority of computer users.

Statistics at that time showed that more than 100,000 computers in more than 100 countries and regions were attacked and infected by ransomware attacks.

The ransomware virus is one of the most influential since the burning of incense by the gray pigeon and the panda. The global outbreak of the WannaCry ransomware virus has attracted at least 300,000 users in at least 150 countries, causing losses of $8 billion, which has affected many industries such as finance, energy, and healthcare, causing serious crisis management problems.

Some users of the Windows operating system in Huaxia were infected, and the campus network users bore the brunt of the infection, and a large number of laboratory data and graduation projects were locked and encrypted. The application systems and database files of some large enterprises cannot work properly after being encrypted, which has a huge impact.

Of course, Tang Feng would not create such a super virus, and even if he had such ability, he would not do such a thing that harmed the country.

Looking at the brand-new notebook, it has been more than an hour since Tang Feng entered the house, and he has not typed down a single character, and has been recalling the direction of the world after 2003.

Thinking about it, there is nothing feasible, it seems that it can only be done, first to earn a little money, but he came up with a plan, a huge plan for QQ, but it can't be implemented yet.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Tang Feng's father came back on time, and his face was black when he saw the motorcycle in the courtyard, so scared that Tang Feng didn't dare to go out of the house.

After the meal, Tang Feng immediately returned to his house and started his big plan, only to hear the crackling sound of the keyboard, which lasted until half past nine.

Going to bed early and getting up early is the goal that Tang Feng set for himself this rebirth, if you want to live well, you must be in good health, if your body collapses, it is useless to earn more money, so at 9.30, Tang Feng closed the notebook on time, washed simply, and lay on the bed.

"Didi!"

As soon as Tang Feng lay down, there was a prompt sound of the mobile phone message, and he opened it to take a look, "Little pervert, are you sleeping?"

"Beauty, don't sleep so late, be careful of acne. ”

Tang Feng looked at the content of the message and smiled, edited it casually and sent it over.

"Little brat, you've just got pimples, stop talking, go to sleep. ”

After Tang Feng saw it, he closed his phone and closed his eyes......

In the morning, at 6 o'clock, Tang Feng's customized alarm bell rang on time, dressed and put on shoes and ran directly to the fields in the village, and half an hour later, he came back sweating profusely.

An hour later, the sound of a crackling keyboard came from Tang Feng's room again, and his mother just glanced at the window and left.

Tang Feng has been living a very regular life like this for a few days, going to bed at half past nine, getting up at six o'clock, running, playing on the computer, and occasionally sending a message to Bai Yaqing, but he refused to ask the fat man and other friends to play with him.

It wasn't until last night that the news from his mother's mouth that he was going to cut wheat broke his pattern.

Wheat is one of the main crops in China, and it is generally harvested from the south to the north between the beginning of June and the end of July.

June is the rainy season every year, farmers must rush to take the wheat home before the rain, although it is now the era of mechanization, there is no need for manual harvesting of wheat, but after the harvest of drying, storage, all have to invest a lot of manpower and material resources.

Tang Feng's father has always been busy with work, 365 days a year, no matter the wind or rain, never stopping, as long as there is no big thing at home, he will never ask for leave.

The family's 10 acres of land fell completely on the mother, who was in her early 40s, but aged much faster than the people in the city.

Tang Feng's heart hurt like a pinprick after watching his mother busy in the field, and the only thing he could do now was to help his mother do more work and reduce his mother's burden.

8 acres of wheat field, piles of wheat, Tang Feng's yard with only 3 points of land can not be dried at all, the roof, the pigsty, and the drying platform are full of golden wheat.

"Boom, boom......"

"Xiao Feng, hurry up, hurry up and ......"

Mom's face is full of anxious eroticism, a year's worth of CDs is here, and if it gets rainy, it's all over.

It's not that the peasants can't understand the hard work of the peasants at all, they are competing with God, the wheat at home has not yet dried, and the autumn planting in the field is about to begin.

In just one week, Tang Feng didn't breathe a breath of fresh air, and after he was busy in the field and at home, he was already not white, and he was dark again, and he could be compared with the Thais.

Looking at the endless wheat fields in front of him, Tang Feng vowed that after earning the first money, he would definitely buy them a house in the city first, and don't let them work hard in the future.

It rained for three days, and my mother's face became extremely ugly, and the weather was not clear, and the wheat harvested at home would become moldy, and the year was in vain.

Perhaps it was the prayer of the peasant uncle that moved the heavens, and the rain finally stopped, and the sun showed his smiling face......