Chapter 1 The Wind Rises
Yang Xiaofan woke up in the morning, his spirit was a little sluggish, he didn't sleep very well this night, and he seemed to have a lot of strange dreams, but he couldn't remember it when he thought about it carefully.
Got up listlessly, thinking of going to work again, Yang Xiaofan felt bored for a while, going to work is really a boring thing, but thinking about his purse, Yang Xiaofan still got up hard, washed it indiscriminately, turned out the work clothes that he forgot to wash yesterday and smelled it, it didn't seem to have much smell.
Casually cleaned up, Yang Xiaofan set off with his bag on his back, went to the street to sell a basket of steamed buns at an early stall, ate while walking, and just finished eating at the subway station, why don't you let you eat in the subway, it was most comfortable to sit in the subway and eat breakfast, although he never grabbed a seat at work.
Squeezed in the crowd, Yang Xiaofan didn't forget to play mobile games with his mobile phone, he was not lucky today, there was no beauty crowded around him, they were all big men and aunts, Yang Xiaofan would not be absent-minded because of this, and he could devote himself wholeheartedly to the game.
Don't scold him for being forgetful, he forgot all about the series of unfortunate things last night so quickly, and returned to his ordinary life day after day. In fact, forgetfulness is also a kind of ability, self-deception is also the best umbrella for the weak, at least, will not become mentally ill because of excessive mental pressure, did not listen to those experts, people with nerve problems in China account for 17% of the total number, if you are not careful, you have to go into treatment, so, learn to take care of your fragile little nerves, it is a very important thing.
A dull and hectic day is the same as every day before, the hot weather, the endless work, the cheating and trickery of all means, and having lunch with colleagues while choreographing their bosses, the day goes by in such a hurry, it seems meaningless, but most of us live like this.
When I got home from work, it was almost dark, carrying a fast food lunch box, Yang Xiaofan lowered his head and played with his mobile phone while walking, and now there are more and more people who bow their heads, and it is also a skill that will not have an accident when they walk like this, but this skill also has failures, and there is no shortage of people who have lost their lives for it.
"Mr. Yang, there is your package, which was sent in the afternoon, and we will collect it on our behalf."
The security guard downstairs saw Yang Xiaofan and greeted him very warmly, Yang Xiaofan actually admired these security guards very much, their memory is really good, Yang Xiaofan himself is not dedicated, so he admires these dedicated people.
"Oh, the package? What is it? ”
"I don't know, it's just a small box, you see, that's it."
The security guard said, took out a small box wrapped in kraft paper from behind the counter, and the courier bill on it covered the small box entirely, and the security guard pushed the registration book down in front of Yang Xiaofan: "You sign here." ”
Yang Xiaofan looked at this box in confusion, he really couldn't remember what he bought, it seemed that the new mouse he bought had arrived, so what was this? The name is right! Could it be
Yang Xiaofan suddenly thought of the mysterious form last night? Could it be that it's not a scam, it's really something free?!
Yang Xiaofan grinned.
"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, please sign here."
"Oh, oh, where, this is, okay, thank you!"
"Hehe, you're welcome."
Yang Xiaofan with a little excitement, holding the box and running up the elevator quickly, looking at the box over and over again with a smile, a neighbor next to him glanced at it with some envy, it seems that now everyone has an inexplicable expectation and joy of receiving the express, this is the fun of shopping? Maybe it's to spice up the too ordinary life with this freshness, please forgive those online shopping maniacs.
Besides, Yang Xiaofan hurriedly went straight home, put the things in his hand on the coffee table in the living room, and was busy unpacking, and he didn't bother to find the scissors, so he directly used the key in his hand to pull desperately, and finally the small box was opened, and there was a small box with cyan and silver edges inside, which looked quite classy.
Yang Xiaofan's eyes lit up, he looked over and over again, and found that the box was buckled, grabbed the upper and lower pieces with both hands, and with a force, the box opened, and in the prefabricated space of the box, there was a silver metal ball lying quietly, what is this?
Looking at this small metallic ball the size of a ping-pong ball, Yang Xiaofan was stunned for a long time, what is this?
Scratching his head without comprehension, Yang Xiaofan looked at the lid of the box and the inside of the box again, there seemed to be no explanatory text, and there was no text on the surface of the box, what the hell is this? Could it be the legendary fitness metal ball?
From this silver metal ball, it is difficult for Yang Xiaofan to connect it with the text that flickered his blood yesterday, no matter how you think about it, this metal ball is impossible to change the so-called ordinary days that make people want to go crazy, right? Is it a hard blow to the head, and then just
Yang Xiaofan held the box with one hand, turned the box upside down, and the metal ball fell into his right hand as he wished, a little cold, as if it had just been taken out of the refrigerator, Yang Xiaofan's head came from this meaningless judgment, and then, there was a tingling pain.
"Ahh
Yang Xiaofan screamed, subconsciously raised his hand, and waved his open palm backwards, Yang Xiaofan screamed in his heart while being in severe pain, the big TV opposite, this time it's going to be broken!
However, Yang Xiaofan immediately found that he was too worried, because the metal ball was not thrown out, let alone flew to the poor big TV as he expected, but stuck to his hand, Yang Xiaofan was stunned, and seemed to forget the pain, in fact, it didn't hurt anymore!
Yang Xiaofan raised his arm in a weird posture, opened his mouth wide and looked at the silver sphere stuck to the palm of his hand, it looked, why was it so weird? What's even more weird is that Yang Xiaofan found that the metal ball was getting smaller, and a cold feeling was running quickly along his arm towards his shoulder.
Yang Xiaofan was shocked, this is really extraordinary, it is really scared to death! What the hell is this, and cannibalism!
Yang Xiaofan didn't know how he would have thought that this thing was going to eat himself, anyway, he was extremely frightened, and then shook his palm violently, but it turned out to be in vain, the metal ball was still firmly stuck to his palm, and the light reflected on the metal ball was so cold and dazzling, this scene has been deeply engraved in Yang Xiaofan's ordinary heart since then, and it has always lingered.
Then, the panicked Yang Xiaofan was thinking about whether to have a strong man break his wrist, oh no, it should be when a strong man broke his arm, but the cold air would not wait for him to hesitate, and he had already rushed straight up, over the shoulder socket, over the neck, and into his brain. Yang Xiaofan was horrified in his heart, and he only had time to say in his mind in despair, 'It's over!' Fortunately, he was standing in front of the sofa at this time, which was the only thing Yang Xiaofan was thankful about today.
Yang Xiaofan fainted, but the strange cold current was busy, they were rushing towards Yang Xiaofan's brain, but the metal ball in Yang Xiaofan's palm was getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely, leaving only a small wound in Yang Xiaofan's palm, and this wound was still healing rapidly, and finally disappeared, not even a scar was left, this technology, worthy of saying, where did this ghost come from?
Well, in order to dispel everyone's doubts, let's go into poor Yang Xiaofan's brain and take a look, the following content may be untrue, because it is completely speculation, you can choose not to believe it.
In Yang Xiaofan's brain, a mechanical voice was echoing, don't think about elves, white-bearded old men and the like, they are mechanical sounds, emotionless mechanical sounds.
"The nano-terminal reorganization was completed, the reorganization success rate was 99.981%, and the process was completed"
"The startup of the auxiliary program is completed, the module self-test is completed, the re-authentication identity authentication is completed, the user Yang Xiaofan, the core module is successfully bound and bound, the auxiliary program is over, and the installation program begins."
After another period of busyness, the silver substance that had adhered to Yang Xiaofan's brain began to slowly penetrate into Yang Xiaofan's brain, which looked a little terrifying, Yang Xiaofan's entire brain became a terrifying silver, and finally, all the matter disappeared in the cerebral cortex and brain stem, and Yang Xiaofan's brain also returned to its original appearance, as if the terrible things just now had never happened, but there is no need to fool yourself, that thing really existed, and will continue to exist, now, If Yang Xiaofan still wants a strong man to break his wrist, he can only break his head.
"The core module is successfully installed, and the self-test is completed at the beginning of the self-test."
"Database Started: Database Creation Completed, Data Synchronization StartedData Synchronization Completed"
"The main program is starting, the main program is starting, the host is sleeping, the main program is moving to standby"
Just when Yang Xiaofan was in a coma, this strange thing of unknown origin had successfully completed its invasion, and Yang Xiaofan's free prize had really become Yang Xiaofan's, and it seemed impossible to return it.
Yang Xiaofan, who was in a coma, had more expressions on his face, and his facial muscles, which were a little hideous and frightened just now, gradually eased up, only to see his body twist on the sofa, which magically put his body in a more comfortable position, and then clicked his mouth, as if he was tasting something, poor Yang Xiaofan, he hadn't eaten dinner yet, and he even dreamed of eating!
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the stuffy room is very quiet, and the bright lights are projected into the metropolis at night through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, adding a touch of color to this bustling metropolis.
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