Mo Fei was moving his fingers frantically, which was something he had to do every day......

The mechanical keyboard made a crisp sound, and it was said that the mechanical keyboard could relieve the vibration of finger tapping, but Mo Fei was not optimistic about it, and every stroke was accompanied by pain in the finger joints, but this could not stop him.

As a 'code farmer', this is his job, he has a high career 'writer', if you say the full name, then he is a 'web novel writer', although the grade is instantly reduced countless times, but he is very satisfied with his current life, after all, he can support himself.

The keyboard was still tapping and making a "click" sound, and Mo Fei stared intently at the screen of the computer, not noticing that the keyboard had begun to smoke, and everything was quiet. Mo Fei didn't even know what was going on, he lost consciousness directly, his body leaned forward, and he threw himself on the computer desk, his hands hanging weakly to the sides, only the blue sparks on the keyboard flashed, and then the fire slowly ignited.

Tomorrow Mo Fei will naturally make the headlines in the city, but this has nothing to do with him, although he has done it "vigorously", and the fire has been burning for several hours!

Mo Fei felt as if he had fallen asleep, but his brain was not dull at all, and his surroundings were lukewarm, "Huh? Why didn't you feel anything? Mo Fei was very surprised, a 'code farmer' like him either coded words or collected information every day, or looked for some inspiration, that is, to see how other people's novels were written and whether they could be used in their own books.

"Copy?" How can writers talk about copying among themselves? It's just a matter of following the trend, or rather, borrowing it.

Xiang Mo Fei, a full-time 'writer', sits in front of the computer for at least twelve hours a day, and must be sore when he sleeps every day, but he doesn't feel it at all today, and he can't even feel the temperature at home?

Mo Fei 'opened his eyes', he was stupid, the surroundings were pitch black, only some streamers flashed, and the speed flashed extremely fast, he wanted to get up, but he was horrified to find, "What about my hands and feet?" He roared, but where did his mouth go?

"What's going on? What's wrong with me? "After sleeping with hands, feet, and mouth, why are there no eyes? He kept looking around with a huge panic, "How can I still turn around?" Is this a turnaround? Mo Fei's feeling now is too strange, he doesn't know what kind of state he is in at all, he can't tell the difference between up and down, left and right, and he can't see anything except those fleeting streamers.

Suddenly, Mo Fei found a streamer running directly towards him, he wanted to move, but he couldn't, he could only turn, drawing a circle or a circle in place, even if Mo Fei was a 'writer', he didn't know how to describe the state he wanted to be in.

The most appropriate thing may be to say that it is a 'ball', a round ball suspended in the air, which can rotate at will, but it just can't leave its current position, and the streamer has come to the front.

"......" There was no sound, no pain, no impact feeling, Mo Fei just felt that he was a little 'overwhelmed', and then a cloud of information inexplicably poured into his mind.

"Alice, the picture you sent me is so beautiful, I'm completely mesmerized, I have to take it out every five minutes to look at it, I'm hopeless. A network cable binds us tightly together, I am very much looking forward to meeting you for the first time, I hope this time will come soon, love you Paul! Mo Fei was dumbfounded, after he was hit by a streamer, he actually had such a piece of information in his mind.

"Damn, what kind of mess is this, I want my hands and legs!" Mo Fei roared in his mind, but this time a miracle happened, he saw his left hand, or rather it should be his left hand.

The 'left arm' composed of small squares, Mo Fei felt like he was going crazy, what the hell is today, what is this? However, he soon discovers that this arm is indeed his, and he can control it freely, but how does it look like a pile of inferior Lego bricks?

"Huh? I was hit by a streamer, and then a message, what felt like an email? And it seems to be in English, how can I know English? Then I wanted a hand and a leg, and a left arm and left hand appeared? Mo Fei finally sorted out a clue, he slowly calmed down now, it is useless to go crazy now, it is better to try if the situation just now will happen again.

Mo Fei was extremely looking forward to it, he waited for another streamer to smash at him, but this time was incomparably long, he couldn't feel the loss of time at all, he could only quietly look at everything around him.

"Why don't you crash into so many streamers?" Mo Fei waited suspiciously, he didn't know how long it had been, he had no concept of time at all, maybe just a second, maybe ten seconds, maybe a minute or an hour. Waiting is always painful, Mo Fei is now tormented in this pain, and finally another streamer hits him.

"It's finally here!!" Mo Fei stared at the streamer excitedly, and the streamer collided with him in the next second, but still nothing happened, the streamer seemed to be integrated into his body, but Mo Fei was in trouble, did he want his hands or legs?

Looking at his left hand, Mo Fei finally decided to have his right hand, just made a decision, and sure enough, his right hand stretched out, and he danced his hands excitedly, and then he found himself moving, which made him even more excited, but still a piece of information appeared in his mind.

"Alice, why don't you reply to me? Don't you want to meet me? "It's still the same Paul, the tone is exactly the same, except this time there is no 'love you Paul' at the end.

Mo Fei thought for a moment, "It doesn't seem like an email, but it must be something related to the Internet, is it instant messaging software?" Mo Fei's thinking is still very quick, at this time, in a cheap dilapidated apartment in Los Angeles, California, USA, a fat man stared at the computer screen in distress, there was a dialog box on it, and there was a lot of text.

Mo Fei thought about it for a long time, and decided not to care about the others first, first of all, let his legs grow out, whether it is Lego bricks or not, let's talk about it first! He swam desperately, and the exact way of movement was not clear, but he did move just now, so he used the most standard breaststroke arm movement, and sure enough, his body moved again.